Chapter 97: What Are You Thinking About, Little Guy?

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"Kill them," Yang Xiaotian's indifferent voice floated out after his fire stick pierced through a Blood Saber Gang member.

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Luo Qing, who had been sitting there all along, suddenly rose up, a large saber appearing in his hand.

Instantly, the saber's qi lit up the desolate village.

The other few Blood Saber Gang members who had originally come to deal with Yang Xiaotian and the other two, only felt a myriad of saber qi before their sight, followed by a loss of consciousness.

After a slight pause, their bodies rigidly fell to the ground.

As they fell, columns of blood spurted from their bodies, drenching the surrounding weeds with blood.

Hearing the screams, Wen Jingyi, Wen Qiulan, and the Blood Saber Gang members all looked over and were stunned by the sudden change.

"Spare him, kill everyone else," Yang Xiaotian pointed to the scar-faced man and said to Luo Qing.