Ji Boying picked up the longsword resting beside the table.
He pulled his conical hat over his head and rose to his feet.
When Luo Renjie and Yu Renyan saw Ji Boying's tall figure stand up, despite half their bodies being numb, they frantically kicked their legs in terror.
They tried their utmost to get as far away from Ji Boying as possible.
Ji Boying took a step forward.
"Hero..."
Before the two could finish the word "hero,"
Ji Boying had already drawn his sword and rewarded each of them with a slash, opening bloody holes in their throats.
He drew and sheathed his sword with complete calm.
There was not the slightest change in his expression, as though he had merely crushed two ants.
This terrified Hou Renying and the other two, turning their faces pale.
They had never expected to encounter such a despairing opponent. Not only was his skill peerless, but three peanuts had casually knocked them to the ground, and he killed with such decisiveness, showing not the slightest mercy.
"Friend... friend... hero of the Mount Hua Sect... Hero!"
Hou Renying's lips trembled uncontrollably with fear.
He stared at the tall Ji Boying in terror.
"Our Qingcheng Sect and Mount Hua Sect have always been on good terms. We are both renowned righteous sects of the martial world; we should not be slaughtering one another like this. We merely spoke rashly earlier. I offer Hero my apologies... Hero, for the sake of our sect leader, please spare us this once."
Ji Boying merely continued walking forward at an unhurried pace.
His nearly imperceptible footsteps sounded like the summons of the Grim Reaper.
Showing no mercy whatsoever, he stabbed Hong Renxiong to death with another thrust.
A spray of blood splattered across the faces of the remaining