Kill

With a thud, Chi BaiShui's head fell to the ground and rolled, finally coming to a stop at the feet of Yang Xiaohai's eldest sister.

Her expression shifted from indifference to shock, then from shock to terror. Tears gathered in her eyes. "Dad!!"

The moment she spoke, it was as though some switch had been flipped. The surroundings exploded with a buzz as curses and fish spears shot toward Li Huowang together.

The fish spears plunged into Li Huowang's chest, then emerged from his back completely unchanged.

Li Huowang stomped hard against the ground and charged at them with the Zisui Sword in hand.

He was busy now. He had no time to waste slowly arguing with these people.

Besides, considering Yang Xiaohai's injuries, that old man's earlier attempt to snatch the Rotten Wood Ruyi, and that Fa Sect woman, there was nothing more to say. Taking action was more practical.

Seeing that Li Huowang was alone, the strong young Tanka People tried to use the skills they employed to catch fish at sea, coordinating with each other to surround and kill him.

But once Li Huowang truly began to fight, the stench of blood rapidly filled the air. He began a slaughter with no suspense whatsoever.

The tattoos that let them move through water like fish could not protect them now. Li Huowang's sword continuously swept across the Tanka People's bodies, cutting apart the dragon-scale tattoos on their skin.

Yang Xiaohai and Zhao Xiumei stood nearby, staring dumbfoundedly at the growing number of corpses on the ground. They were all his relatives.

At that moment, Yang Xiaohai wanted to call out something toward Li Huowang's back, yet for a time, he did not know what to say.

This battle had ended before it even began. Upon seeing Li Huowang's