The moment Murong Wushuang finished speaking, dozens of warriors in splendid robes emerged from the surrounding woods, behind the hills, and among the grass.
There were more than sixty of them. Every one carried a murderous air, and they watched the pair with amused eyes.
"Hand over your Black Fire Wood Pearls, and we might spare your lives." A young prodigy from the Qilin King Residence sneered at Ning Xiaochuan and Murong Wushuang, cruelty in his eyes. He looked as though the two were already his prey.
They had said those words many times before. Anyone who refused to hand over their Black Fire Wood Pearls had been killed. If these two so much as said "no," the warriors would hack them to death on the spot. They had done it before.
Murong Wushuang seemed to understand. "Hand over your Black Fire Wood Pearls, and this young master might spare your lives today."
The prodigies of the Qilin King Residence flew into a rage. This brat was far too arrogant! The Qilin King Residence had always robbed others. Who had ever dared try to rob them?
Besides, they had more than sixty people. Why would they take these two seriously?
A warrior from the Qilin King Residence who had reached the Profound Qi Ninth Level formed a Profound Qi Sword. A savage light flashed in his eyes as he slashed at Murong Wushuang's head.
Bang!
Murong Wushuang's head did not shatter. Instead, the Profound Qi Ninth Level warrior flew backward and knocked three other young warriors to the ground.
Murong Wushuang charged into the crowd. A layer of Stone Skin formed over his body, and he struck with boundless strength and ferocity. The warriors' blades raised great showers of sparks when they hit him, but could not even break his