"Hahaha!" The n from the Dongzheng Court jeered.
Fear instantly gripped the young man. He hadn’t expected his proudest move to be countered so easily. Just then, the King-level master charged.
"Senior Brother, be careful!" the woman cried out, drawing her sword, but her blade was instantly snapped in half. The young man lunged forward but was no match for the King-level master, who sent him flying with a single blow. He crashed hard onto the sand, getting a mouthful of it for his troubles. The woman was pulled into the King-level master’s grasp, unable to move a muscle. If she dared to struggle, he wouldn’t hesitate to snap her neck.
The young man shouted, "Let go of my Junior Sister!"
"Let her go?" the King-level master sneered. "Then all our effort would have been for nothing. Go, deal with him!"
"Yes, sir!" At their leader’s command, his subordinates rushed forward and sward the young man. He was no match for them. In less than three minutes, he was brutally beaten and left sprawled on the ground.
Weakly, the young man threatened, "You dare to attack the Zhenwu Sect? Are you tired of living?"
"Chop off his fingers," the King-level master ordered. One of his subordinates stepped forward and, with a swift downward slice of his blade, severed three of the young man’s fingers.
"AAAGH!" the young man shrieked, a cry of pure agony.
"Senior Brother!" the woman cried out in alarm.
The young man’s bravado vanished. He dropped to his knees and begged, "Please, I’m begging you, let go! Let my Junior Sister go!" He kowtowed repeatedly, his dignity shattered. The woman’s heart ached so much she couldn’t bear to look at him.
The King-level master said, "Aren’t you two madly in love? Today, I’ll test that love. Kneel and kowtow ten tis, and I’ll let one of you leave. Have you decided?"
This guy really knows how to tornt people. I’ll wait until they take things too far before I step in.
The young man imdiately began to kowtow with tragic determination. He slamd his head against the ground until his scalp was bleeding, finally completing the ten heavy kowtows. As he finished, the n from the Dongzheng Court burst into wild laughter.
The King-level master then asked him, "You have one chance to live. You can give this chance to your woman, but that ans you must die. Have you decided who to save?"
The young man glanced at the woman. She was already crying, her face a mask of devastation, unable to endure this mont of utter despair.
Then, the young man spoke. "I choose to save myself."
"Senior Brother!" The woman was stunned. Everyone fears death, but I rember him promising he would die for . Why? Why is he only thinking of his own life at a ti like this?
Enjoying the drama, the King-level master decided to twist the knife. "Actually," he said with a smirk, "there is another option. You could both die together."
"No! It’s better to live a bad life than to die a good death! I want to live!" the young man said with conviction.
"Senior Brother, how could you?" the woman asked, heartbroken. Even now, she still clung to his sweet promises. "Didn’t we agree to live and die together?"
But he just said, "Junior Sister, when disaster strikes, it’s every man for himself. You should... entertain these gentlen. I’m leaving!"
With that, the young man scrambled to his feet and fled.
Just then, the King-level master kicked the broken sword from the ground, sending it flying like an arrow after the escaping Zhenwu Sect disciple. The blade pierced through the young man’s body. He collapsed into the desert sand in disbelief, his body quickly covered by the shifting dunes. Perhaps such a fate was destined from the start; he was simply a fool for thinking he could survive.
Ordinarily, I would have stepped in to save him. But a man who would abandon his woman to be humiliated just to save his own skin isn’t worth saving.
The woman cried out in despair, "Senior Brother!"
The King-level master laughed maniacally. "See? Your little lover didn’t give a damn about you. He abandoned you to save himself! But it’s too late for him—he’s dead now! Hahaha!"
The woman suddenly tore herself free and scread, "I’ll kill you all!" She had clearly snapped.
As soon as she lunged, the King-level master slapped her across the face, sending her sprawling to the ground. His n imdiately moved in to restrain her.
"Brothers, tonight we’re going to have so fun!" the King-level master declared, and his subordinates cheered with excitent.
At this, Ye Fan grew furious. It doesn’t matter who this King-level master kills, but he won’t do it wantonly in the Divine Land. In an instant, he erupted from beneath the dunes and flung a handful of sand.
ARGH! The n cried out in unison, clutching their bodies. To their horror, they found that grains of sand had embedded themselves in their flesh. They writhed on the ground, groaning in pain, all thoughts of the woman forgotten.
The King-level master was stunned. "Who’s there?" he bellowed.
"," a voice replied as Ye Fan slowly walked into view.
The King-level master looked him over and said coldly, "And here I thought it was soone important. It’s just another kid from the Divine Land. What, are you planning to play the hero and save the damsel in distress?" he asked, looking at Ye Fan with mockery.
Ye Fan replied coolly, "No, no. I’m not here to be a hero. I’m here because your pathetic little Dongzheng Court dared to humiliate soone from my Divine Land, and that really pisses off. So, have you decided how you want to die?"
"How I want to die?" the King-level master scoffed. "You think you’re the one to do it?"
Without another word, Ye Fan charged.
"You’re courting death!" the King-level master shouted, not taking the attack seriously. He t Ye Fan’s advance with a palm strike of his own. The mont their hands t, the bones in his arm shattered, and he was sent flying backward. With a miserable scream, the King-level master ignored the shock washing over him. He clutched his ruined arm and struggled back to his feet. "You’re not King-level," he stamred.
"A little late to realize that, don’t you think?" Ye Fan replied.
The King-level leader’s tone changed imdiately. "Since you are a supre expert, this has all been a misunderstanding. Let’s let the matter end here. We are from the Dongzheng Court," he said, hoping the na would intimidate Ye Fan.
Ye Fan retorted, "The Dongzheng Court from the Northern Bear Country? Are they supposed to be impressive? I don’t think so. You’re nothing but dogs on a leash for the Dongzheng Emperor."
The King-level leader beca enraged. "Would you dare say that to the Dongzheng Emperor’s face?" he roared.
"Why wouldn’t I?" Ye Fan said with a sneer. "The Dongzheng Emperor is just a slightly stronger dog, that’s all."
"Get him!" Hearing his emperor insulted, the King-level leader was overco with rage. He ordered his remaining n to charge Ye Fan.
In response, Ye Fan swung down his Yuanhong Sword.
"Return to Origin!"
Instantly, the blade seed to pierce the very heavens, and a massive sandstorm erupted. Swept up by Ye Fan’s incredibly fierce Sword Qi, how could the King-level master’s subordinates possibly stand a chance? In a single strike under the moonlight, the n from the Dongzheng Court exploded into a fine mist of blood, eting a grueso end.
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