Chapter 174 Begging for mercy

Wan Bo held a long knife in his hand, and his face, which had always been indifferent and calm, had lost its former coldness at this moment, and was replaced by an indescribable astonishment.

"Fairy Qingyue..."

He murmured, his eyes fixed on the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, and the familiar golden moon wheel in her hand. Ripples could not help but appear in his heart, and the dark cloud of fear quietly enveloped his heart.

As a strong man from one of the ten major sects in the Xia Kingdom's cultivation world, Wan Bo had heard of Qingyue, the elder of Tianyi Sect, and could even say that he knew a thing or two about him.

However, among all this information, the most unforgettable one was the golden moon wheel that shuttled freely in the night sky and flashed a cold light.

This golden moon wheel was not only the symbol of Qingyue, but also a unique landscape in the cultivation world. Its reputation was loud enough to scare any cultivator.

Although Qingyue rarely appeared in the turmoil of the cultivation world, she was more often hidden in Tianmen, practicing hard and not competing with the world.

However, in the few major battles of Tianyi Sect, Qingyue's figure would always appear, making her fairy-like woman famous throughout the cultivation world.

Because of this, even if Wan Bo failed to recognize Qingyue standing in the mask at a glance, the moon-gold wheel hanging beside her was like her identity plate, shining and could not be ignored.

This moon-gold wheel is the unique symbol of the elders of Tianyi Sect, symbolizing supreme glory and power.

Qingyue was accompanying the child like a shadow. Could it be that this child was the hidden successor of the sect master of Tianyi Sect?

Only such a shocking genius could attract Fairy Qingyue to personally take on the responsibility of protecting the way!

Thinking of this, Wan Bo's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and his heart was shocked beyond words.

Qingyue's voice was as cold as frost, gently brushing past her ears, with a majesty and indifference that could not be ignored. The golden moon surrounding her body was like the most dazzling star in the night sky, flashing a deep and mysterious light, adding a bit of extraordinary temperament to her.

"Someone actually knows me, I think you are not an ordinary person in Mingyue Sect..."

Her tone was calm, but it contained a power that could not be underestimated.

"Wan Ping of Mingyue Sect, meet Fairy Qingyue."

There was a hint of respect in the other party's words, but it could not hide the pride of being a member of the sect.

Qingyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and a barely noticeable arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her voice was still cold: "Wan Ping? I haven't heard of you, but you are the protector of Mingyue Sect?"

"That's right." Wan Ping's answer was concise and clear, without any delay.

Qingyue's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if she could see through people's hearts:

"As one of the leaders of the righteous path, the Mingyue Sect actually spread the outrageous words of digging up the Twin Lakes and drowning the people of Luohui. How is such behavior different from those demon sects despised by the world?"

Qingyue is naturally not a person who knows nothing about the obscure means of the righteous path. The secret calculations can often only become the topic of gossip after dinner, and no one will really care about it.

However, you dare to speak out those dirty things in public, which is a taboo.

If this matter has not been heard or seen with your own eyes, Qingyue may still be able to maintain that detachment and not comment on it. But at this moment, this outspoken guy is standing in front of her, openly provoking her bottom line.

Qingyue thought to herself that if she didn't kill this man, her name Qingyue would probably become a laughing stock in the world.

After Qingyue's words fell, Wan Ping initially held a glimmer of luck, thinking that Fairy Qingyue, who was also one of the ten major sects in Xia Country, might take the overall situation into consideration and not act rashly against the two of them.

However, the situation before him seemed to be quietly changing. The cold light flashing in Qingyue's eyes clearly told him that today's matter would never be so easily resolved.

"Fairy Qingyue, we didn't know that the fairy was here, and we didn't know that this young man was from your Tianyi Sect. This time it was our fault. I hope the fairy can forgive us."

Wan Ping said respectfully to Qingyue.

"Forgive me, I am no longer an elder of Tianyi Sect, and Xiaofan is not from Tianyi Sect, so you don't need to get my forgiveness, and I don't need to forgive you, so..."

"Shua..."

Before the voice fell, the bright moon gold wheel beside Qingyue suddenly shone brightly, as if it contained endless power, and then it turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant.

A crisp sound like glass breaking suddenly sounded in the quiet night sky, breaking the silence around.

Everyone looked up and saw a dazzling golden light flashing in the dark sky, like a meteor across the night sky, leaving a brilliant trail.

Then, the golden light seemed to accelerate instantly, and everyone's eyes blurred. The old man called Wan Ping trembled violently, and his eyes turned up involuntarily, revealing an inexplicable look of horror.

Then, the old man's body fell slowly and irresistibly to the cold and hard ground like a puppet without support.

"Bang..."

The old man who once made people palpitate fell so suddenly, and was unable to survive a single move under the hands of the woman.

Her figure was as elegant as a ghost, but it contained a profound power that was difficult to guess.

Who is this woman? What level has her cultivation reached?

Everyone present couldn't help but feel ripples in their hearts, their thoughts racing as they tried to uncover the mystery.

And among all the consternation and speculation, the one who was most secretly proud was His Highness the Crown Prince.

His eyes flickered, and he was secretly happy that Ma Weihao's supporter, his protector, had died here in an almost humiliating way. It was expected that Ma Weihao must have been so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split apart, his whole body was shaking, and he was shivering in endless fear.

Si Qingchuan stared at Lin Fan and the others with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through Lin Fan and the others.

He was secretly thinking about how to get acquainted with Lin Fan and his group.

After all, the extraordinary temperament exuded by the movements of these people is really eye-catching.

What's particularly critical is that the little boy who just showed off his skills is actually being protected by a warrior with unfathomable strength.

This can't help but make people imagine that behind the little boy, there must be extraordinary power and background.

The scene not far away is in sharp contrast to this side.

Ma Weihao, the arrogant and domineering figure not long ago, has completely lost his previous arrogance.

His body was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, trembling uncontrollably, and every tiny movement revealed the extreme panic in his heart.

Ever since he accidentally captured the meaningful conversation between Wan Bo and Qing Yue, an ominous premonition shrouded his mind like a dark cloud, making him realize that he might be facing an unprecedented crisis.

Ma Weihao, a guy whose philosophy of life has always been to bully the weak and avoid the strong, is as fickle as a chameleon in the face of power.

Before joining the Mingyue Sect, he was always respectful and condescending to Si Qingchuan, as if he was a mountain that he could not look up to.

However, once he gained some status, he immediately revealed his true colors and became arrogant and arrogant.

But at this moment, facing the possible disaster, his inflated self-confidence collapsed instantly, and he returned to his submissive nature in front of the strong.

After Qing Yue ended Wan Bo's life in an understatement, the Moon Golden Wheel seemed to sense the master's will and swished back. Then her figure whirled lightly and blended into Lin Fan's back silently, like a touch of light in the night. An imperceptible dim light.

Lin Fan held a long sword with cold light in his hand, and his eyes were like a torch, locked on Ma Weihao impartially.

That look was both sharp and profound, as if it could penetrate the most secret fears in people's hearts.

Ma Weihao's body trembled suddenly, as if he was hit by an invisible force, and his soul was shaken.

He knew very well that he was no match for Lin Fan alone. What's more, there was a mysterious woman with unfathomable power hidden behind Lin Fan, and her threat made him even more worried.

He held the spear tightly in his left hand, the voice still shone with a cold light, and held the thunder warhammer tightly in his other hand. Both of them were his support, but they seemed so powerless at this moment.

Countless thoughts flashed through Ma Weihao's mind, and finally converged into a humble and helpless thought - maybe begging for mercy is his only chance of survival?

However, as soon as this thought emerged, it was shattered by Lin Fan's unquestionable eyes, leaving him with mixed feelings in his heart and at a loss.