182: Beheading
A person dressed as a Young Master, in luxurious clothes, with a white headscarf, clutching a white paper fan tightly in his hand, with gold-inlaid jade ornaments on the fan's end and the hem of his clothes...
“That’s, that’s…”
Huang Long's fingers trembled as he stammered, pointing at the person.
“Could it really be Young Master Huang…?”
Huang Yao also said with uncertainty.
“Indeed, that must be Zi’ang… That fan, I personally gave it to him for his birthday…”
Huang An’s voice was filled with sorrow and sadness.
‘Zi’ang, I really should have advised Big Brother back then not to let you join this merchant caravan…’
Upon hearing this, Huang Long and Huang Yao immediately lowered their heads, the light in their eyes dimming. When the master is worried, the subordinates are disgraced; when the master is disgraced, the subordinates die. As household retainers, they couldn't even protect their own Young Master's life…
Although they both knew from the start that escaping alone in such a strange village was no different from suicide.
But when they hadn't seen the body with their own eyes, they still held out hope that their Young Master had escaped the village and survived. Now, however…
In this situation, even if they could return, it would be difficult to save their lives…
They both lost their fighting spirit instantly, and the others fell silent.
‘Huang Zi’ang?’
Han Yi was also slightly stunned upon hearing this. Aside from the clothing, he couldn't tell who this person was.
Beneath the tree canopy, an aerial root emerged from Huang Zi’ang’s neck and hung down. His seven orifices were filled with rustling, wriggling wood whiskers, making his face completely unrecognizable.
Not only that, Huang Zi’ang’s body was extremely emaciated at this time, similar to mummies formed by sun exposure in the desert, as if all the blood, water, and mucus in his body had been completely sucked dry!
Huang Zi’ang died just like that, quietly, miserably, like a pebble sinking into the ocean, without causing a ripple…
This is good too…
It saves me the trouble of racking my brains to find another way to deal with him…
After all, everyone has been fighting side by side for so long. If I had to eliminate Huang An’s group just to deal with Huang Zi’ang, it would feel somewhat cruel…
Just as everyone was observing the corpse hanging from the aerial roots, realizing Huang Zi’ang’s death with shock.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, Tao Gu moved, leaving a afterimage, her two sharp claws forming a cross.
“Ah!!!”
The sound of Tao Gu’s body flashing and this scream occurred almost simultaneously. Her crimson fingernails lightly grazed a soft object, then she flashed back.
Then, Jia Hao, who failed to escape and instead crashed into the gray mist formed by the aerial roots hanging from the tree canopy, falling at the outer edge of the wall, screamed. There was a blood hole over three inches deep on his neck!
Hoo, hoo…
He tried to plug the blood hole with his hands, but it was like trying to scoop water with a colander, completely useless. Blood gushed out rapidly, the light in his eyes faded, and he made incomprehensible gasping sounds before collapsing and dying.
“Hehe, the Qi and blood of a Martial Artist are truly intoxicating… especially after exertion…”
Tao Gu said enchantingly, licking the bloodstains on her nails like a cat, completely absorbed.
“Fun, fun, Mother, I want to play too!”
Da Mao was extremely excited when he saw the blood on his Mother's hands. He jumped up with “thump, thump, thump,” making the ground tremble, delighted like a three-hundred-pound child.
Immediately, he charged forward like a human Tyrannosaurus Rex, his goal clear: to crush the Martial Artists’ Formation!
“Do you want to live, or do you want to die?
“Since we can’t get out, why not fight to the death? Everyone, cheer up!”
Han Yi roared, boosting morale again. Things had come to this, there was only one option: fight!
From Tao Wu’s words just now, he had gathered some information: it seemed that once one ate those meat patties, they would be trapped inside and unable to escape!
Although Han Yi himself hadn't eaten those patties, however…
However, Bai Sanren and Qian Xue had eaten a little at the beginning!
If only I had known, I wouldn't have let them eat the food here from the start…
Han Yi felt some regret in his heart, but there’s no such thing as a regret medicine in this world!
Since Bai Sanren and Qian Xue had eaten the meat patties, they probably couldn't get out of this gray mist either!
And he couldn't possibly abandon Bai Sanren and Qian Xue and escape alone!
So, the current plan was to first find a way to deal with enemies like Tao Wu, Tao Gu, and Da Mao. After they were no longer entangled… then see if there was a way to leave this village!
“Sanren Bai, you go and entangle Tao Gu first, just like before. Qian Xue, you go and assist Sanren Bai. Huang An, you lead your subordinates and hold them off for a bit…”
Time was pressing, Han Yi had no time to say more and quickly gave commands. At this moment, among those present, only he could bear this responsibility.
His earlier Divine Might, cutting off Da Mao’s arm with a single sword, had already proven his strength and his correct decision!
Han Yi had roughly estimated the opponents’ strength from the start. Tao Wu and Tao Gu were similar in strength, both possessing Late Blood Refinement Stage strength. After Da Mao’s arm was cut off, his combat power dropped to ‘70~72,’ around Middle Stage Blood Refinement.
In the courtyard, there were also villagers who came with Tao Wu. Although there were many of them, the strongest among them was only at the Late Refining Bone Stage.
Shoot the horse before the rider, capture the king before the bandits!
In other words, as long as Tao Wu, Tao Gu, and Da Mao were dealt with, the other Yins were nothing to worry about!
As for how to deal with them, Han Yi planned to adopt the strategy of Tian Ji’s horse racing…
Boom, boom, boom!
Accompanying Da Mao’s wild charge, the Martial Artists in the courtyard felt a tremor under their feet, andThe gravel crackled, scattering everywhere, almost like a small earthquake!
“Hahaha, serves you right for not playing with me!!!”
Da Mao roared as he charged over, his imposing presence astonishing.
“Follow my instructions!”
Han Yi had no time for further commands. He roared, moved his feet, and leaped into the air.
This Da Mao had strong attack power, strong recovery, and astonishing defense, but he had one drawback: he was too slow!
Clang!
In mid-air, Han Yi seized the opportunity, suddenly erupted, and struck Da Mao’s back with a full-force punch.
Thud!
Da Mao’s massive, mountain-like body fell to the ground with a thud.
“So dizzy, so dizzy…”
After falling, Da Mao was unharmed. He merely rubbed his head, constantly searching for Han Yi’s location.
Left, no. Right, no. Front, no. Back, no…
Strange, where did that strong little bug go…
“Da Mao, above…”
“Moon Concealing Sword Art, Half Moon Slash!”
“Bai Family Swordplay, Falling Cloud Style!”
At this moment, everyone swarmed forward, executing Han Yi’s strategy. Bai Sanren and Qian Xue teamed up, forcing Tao Gu into a corner.
Meanwhile, Huang An and his subordinates, five of them, formed a partial Formation, temporarily holding off Tao Wu. However, looking at Huang An and his men, all covered in injuries, they probably wouldn't last much longer…
Now was the best opportunity to cut off one of their fingers!
After Han Yi successfully landed a blow, he activated Flying Swallow Kick, soaring into the air, disappearing like a bird returning to its forest.
“Little bug, where did you hide!!!”
Da Mao got up from the ground, looking around and roaring.
“Slash!”
Han Yi held his Xuan Tie Sword with both hands, leaping down from above, executing a powerful strike like splitting Mount Hua!
A dark sword light flashed across Da Mao’s vision, like a Dragon emerging from the sea.
Pfft!
The Xuan Tie Sword, imbued with ten-tenths of its power, cut through Da Mao’s entire body, which was covered in a horny layer like a lizard’s shell, as easily as a hot knife cutting through butter…