Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1022 Get Out of My Way

Yan Xiaowu replied immediately.

"Master Shu has already left. He headed northwest from the town and went to the Yongding River."

Yan Xiaowu reacted the fastest. Since they were looking for Chef Shu, it had nothing to do with them. It must be a feud between the masters of these reclusive sects.

"Hehe, very good. Do you know the cook's name?"

Yan Xiaoyi murmured, "It seems to be called Shufeng Pavilion."

The old man nodded and smiled: "Very good. How many people are there in your town?"

Yan Xiaoyi and the others did not answer; the question seemed a bit off.

Several people had a bad feeling because the old man in black in front of them did not seem like a member of the Dazong family, either in his speech or his actions.

Many of its characteristics are similar to those of pirates.

Since they are from the pirate side, they certainly won't be very friendly to them.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to send you on your way. It will be quick and painless."

The old man spoke casually, yet his words conveyed a bloody and brutal aura.

Yan Xiaobing was closest to the old man. He used all his strength to pull out his saber and shouted loudly.

"go!"

Then he swung his saber forward with all his might.

He felt as if the knife in his hand was in sticky mud, with tremendous resistance, and he had to use all his strength to move forward.

As the saber moved forward inch by inch, the old man's face showed a hint of disdain.

The old man gently reached out and poked Yan Xiaobing in the chest with his finger.

Seeing Yan Xiaobing being struck as if by a heavy hammer, his body flew straight backward.

Yan Xiaoyi and Yan Xiaowu reached out at the same time, trying to catch Yan Xiaobing who was flying through the air. But as soon as they touched his body, they felt a great force coming at them.

All three of them fell backward at the same time.

With a loud crash, the three people slammed into the wall behind them. The already dilapidated house collapsed instantly, and a cloud of dust rose up.

The people inside the house were buried in the dust, but the old man in black floated up gently and flew far away the moment the house collapsed.

The people around the house were awakened by the loud noise and rushed over, shouting.

Some people lit torches and gathered in this direction.

Yan Xiaoding followed Yan Xiaoji and Yan Xiaogeng, running over from not far away.

The old man in black stood a dozen steps away from the ruins, quietly waiting for people from all directions to gather around.

Someone climbed up from the collapsed ruins.

Although they were hit by falling beams, rafters, and earthen walls, they were all strong and healthy men, and almost none of them were injured, though they were covered in dust and dirt.

Some people carried torches, others carried knives, and when they got close, they frowned as they looked at Yan Xiaoyi, who had just stood up from the ruins.

His face was covered in soot, and he futilely patted the dust off his body with his hands, spitting out several mouthfuls of bloody saliva.

Before he could speak, the two guards had already drawn their sabers and rushed towards the old man in black.

"Brothers, take him down."

They shouted as they rushed.

The man closest to the old man reached out and grabbed the old man's arm.

Unexpectedly, the old man simply waved his arm, and the two men closest to him were sent flying.

At this moment, Yan Xiaoyi's two personal guards rushed forward, each raising a saber and viciously slashing at the old man in black.

Yan Xiaoyi opened his mouth, intending to stop him, but for some reason, the sound got stuck in his throat.

The next moment, his two guards were thrown into the air by the flickering torchlight, flying in two different directions and falling five or six steps away. Their sabers were also thrown more than ten steps away, crashing into the darkness and disappearing without a trace.

These few moves happened in a short time, and Yan Xiaoyi's shout rang out at this moment.

"Stop it, all of you! Back off! Get back as far away as possible!"

Upon hearing his shout, the people who had gathered around immediately began to retreat.

Yan Xiaoding and the others ran to a pile of ruins, looked Yan Xiaoyi and Yan Xiaowu up and down, and made sure that they were not injured.

"Brother Yi, where's Bing?"

Yan Xiaoding glanced around and couldn't help but ask.

Yan Xiaoyi then remembered and quickly waved his hand.

"Quickly, Xiao Bing is probably trapped. Go find him!"

Yan Xiaowu also shouted loudly, "Torch! A few of you with torches, come here!"

The scene was chaotic, but the old man in black remained standing silently in the same spot, without moving.

Yan Xiaobing was quickly identified, but he was already dead.

Yan Xiaoding slapped his back hard, crying out Yan Xiaobing's name, trying to wake him up.

She was closest to Yan Xiaobing; the two had been partners from the beginning, and Yan Xiaobing always took care of her like an older brother.

Who would have thought that overnight, they would be separated by death.

Yan Xiaoding cried and screamed for a long time before suddenly coming to her senses and looking up at Yan Xiaoyi.

"Brother Yi, with such a roof beam, it's impossible for someone to die, right?"

Yan Xiaoyi nodded heavily, walked closer, squatted down, and reached out to touch Yan Xiaobing's chest.

By the light of the torch, Yan Xiaoding also carefully examined Yan Xiaobing's chest.

Yan Xiaobing's chest had a dent, which was not visible through his clothes, but Yan Xiaoyi could feel it.

He gasped. The crater couldn't have been made by the roof beam; it must have been the work of the old man in black.

Yan Xiaowu turned his head and looked around. He found that the men who had been knocked away by the old man in black had all fallen to the ground and were silent.

It looks like it's all over.

This person is so powerful that he is definitely not a martial arts master, but a cultivator from a hidden sect.

Yan Xiaoding stared at Yan Xiaoyi with teary eyes.

Who did it?

Yan Xiaoyi dared not speak. He knew that if he told Yan Xiaoding that it was an old man in black, she would definitely fight to the death, and the outcome would be terrible.

"Yan Xiaowu, who killed Xiao Bing?"

Seeing that Yan Xiaoyi didn't speak, Yan Xiaoding turned to ask Yan Xiaowu.

Yan Xiaowu glanced at the old man in black for a moment, then quickly looked away.

This was a subconscious action of his; he wasn't deliberately guiding Yan Xiaoding. He had no hostility towards Yan Xiaoding and even liked her quite a bit.

But how could Yan Xiaoding not understand the meaning behind that glance? With a resolute expression, she reached out and drew the saber hanging at her waist, then stood up.

Yan Xiaoyi was closest to her and grabbed her arm.

"Xiao Ding, wait a minute."

"Yan Xiaoyi, let me go."

Yan Xiaoding growled in a low voice and struggled violently.

Unfortunately, Yan Xiaoyi was much stronger than her, and when she couldn't break free, Yan Xiaoding glared at Yan Xiaoyi with bloodshot eyes.

"If you don't let go, don't blame me for being impolite."

Yan Xiaoyi lowered his voice: "Xiao Ding, you're going to your death."

"Whether I live or die is none of your business."

"We are brothers."

"If we're brothers, we shouldn't watch Xiao Bing go on his journey alone."

"Xiao Ding, can't you be reasonable?"

"I told you to let go!"

Yan Xiaoding shouted loudly, slashing diagonally at Yan Xiaoyi's arm with his saber.

Yan Xiaoyi released her hand, took a step back, and shouted loudly.

"Hey guys, stop her."

Yan Xiaoji, Yan Xiaogeng, and Yan Xiaowu moved together to surround Yan Xiaoding.

Yan Xiaoding brandished his saber: "Get the hell out of my way, all of you!"