"Mr. Leng's death has nothing to do with me. He is just a crime. When that person was there, why didn't you dare to come to settle the score? Now it's a matter of consideration." Xia Wanxin was filled with indignation and could hear it carefully, and he felt a sense of despair.

After all, he was facing dozens of strong and stubborn men. How could she be an opponent, a weak woman? There was no one who could be a desolate person in this area. There was no way to ask for help from others. After so much experience, he would no longer trust others.

She has deeply understood the indifference of people's hearts since then.

She is ready to fight to the death.

"What sin deserves? It's obviously the one you little bitch killed. We won't bully you. As long as you go back with me and bury the children with you, I can spare your Xia family, otherwise you will know my methods."

Although he didn't see the true face of the person who spoke, he sounded quite familiar. A person flashed through Mo Linfeng's mind, who was driven away by an old man named Zhang and was unpopular sect leader Leng Qingyun.

"Go back with you?" Xia Wanxin's attitude became firm, as if he had made the final decision. "I can't, I'm not stupid, I will never fall into your trap. Going back with you will only die faster."

"It seems that you, a little girl, are ready to die. Since that's the case, I will never follow your wishes. If you don't choose to cooperate, don't blame me for being rude. This is your own choice. I will let you see clearly how stupid your choice will be."

At the command of this man, the other men instantly took out their weapons and surrounded Xia Wanxin. It seemed that she was quite dangerous, and her slender body should not be the opponent of these people.

Mo Linfeng, who was a little far away, could feel that her realm did not seem to be high, and she was in danger. It would definitely be impossible to deal with these people without the help of others, but he could not take action yet.

Because Mo Linfeng could feel that among these people, there seemed to be a real master, not the one who took the lead, but someone else.

He was just waiting for that person to take action.

“Hand it.”

With a command, everyone waved their swords at the same time and chopped Xia Wanxin at the same time. All kinds of colorful magic tricks came out like a rainbow, carrying a strong wind, until Xia Wanxin's life gate.

Although their strength is not strong, it is enough to dominate the side. Xia Wanxin's situation is very unoptimistic, and it is impossible to even have any possibility of escape.

However,

At this moment, I suddenly heard a crisp sound of whip, and all the air seemed to solidify and became calm in an instant.

Then several people fell to the ground, still angrily, and their death was extremely tragic.

"I didn't expect the Soul-Devouring Whip was in your hands. No wonder I searched through the entire Hanshan Sect and disappeared. Now I'm fine, I'll get it without any effort. The surprise you gave me is really great!" The leader's eyes were filled with greed when he saw the Soul-Devouring Whip appear.

He took his pace slowly and approached little by little. He unconsciously took out his fist gloves, secretly igniting spiritual power to attach it. It seemed that he had decided to take action.

Xia Wanxin was gasping slightly, his face was obviously abnormal. Obviously, the attack just now consumed a lot of money on her. This soul-devouring whip should be extraordinary, otherwise it would not have caused her to have such a situation in just one move.

You should know that even if Xia Wanxin practiced relatively late, he was still a master in the early stage of the Dan stage. He could use ordinary moves as if nothing had happened and was easy to use, but this whip was a bit difficult to use.

There is no doubt that there must be something wrong with the whip.

Looking at that boss, his greedy appearance should not be an ordinary thing.

"Give me the Soul-Devouring Whip, it belongs to me." The man unfolded his momentum, causing the air around him to tremble.

Perhaps because of the Soul-Devouring Whip, Xia Wanxin stood there without any influence at all.

There was also a mysterious man who had never moved for more than half a step, wearing black clothes and masks, standing there calmly, and was not affected at all. Obviously, this man looked very strong.

"Give it to you? I see you are a delusion. Don't think I don't know. You have been hitting our Soul-Devouring Whip for a long time. If you want to get it, don't think about it."

Xia Wanxin grabbed the Soul-Devouring Whip's hands and held them tighter, fearing that he would not rest, so he was taken away.

"Since you are so uncooperative, don't blame me for not being merciful. It seems that I can only take it over by myself. If you kill you in your hands, you will be asking for it."

The leader raised his fist and a sound of breaking the wind came into being. Then he could clearly see that a layer of earthy yellow spiritual power was covered with his fist.

The fist shadow is right on the chest, forming little by little.

The huge power, like water breaking through the dam, surged out in an instant. The murderous intent came to his face almost instantly.

Feeling the other party's terrifying murderous intent, Xia Wanxin's heart tightened slightly. She knew that this person's strength was not something he could compete with. Even with the help of the Soul-Devouring Whip, she was not an opponent at all.

At this time, she would never have any fear. Although she was very scared, she could only force herself to calm herself down. Now no one can help except herself.

"I'll ask you again at the end, will you give me it?" Xia Wanxin shook his head firmly even though he was afraid.

"Since that's the case, then you go and die! The intercepting hard fist."

The yellowish-colored fist shadow was a little loose just now and was not completely formed. In just an instant, the luster became quite strong, and the murderous intent was also shocking.

Xia Wanxin subconsciously took a few steps back. Perhaps because of fear, his body trembled inexplicably. Although he could already control it, he could not hide his panic.

Now the spiritual power in her body is not enough to support her to swing the second whip. It can be said that now, she can only wait for death. But even if she dies, this thing will never be handed over to their hands.

Because this thing is very important to them.

Looking at the fist shadow, she approached little by little, and she closed her eyes helplessly. At the same time, her other hand had quietly taken out something, ready to destroy the whip at any time.

Even if they die, they must not be allowed to get it. This is what the uncle told him when she escaped.

Moreover, she knew the origin of this thing and knew what it was for. Her father also told her about unpopular things and knew what their real purpose was.

So, she would rather destroy the Soul-Devouring Whip than leave it to them.

Now it seems that she has no way to get rid of such a situation, and can only make the last, extremely reluctant choice.
Chapter completed!