Chapter 1643 Dedicated to a Big Shot

At this moment, the hidden weapon in the brown-shirted man's hand was already deeply embedded in Fan Xiaoling's neck.

Crimson blood flowed down the concealed weapon onto his hand, where he felt a warm sensation in his palm.

Even so, Ruan Yu continued walking forward on her own.

"I told you not to come any closer!" the man in the brown shirt said anxiously. Before meeting Ruan Yu, he had indeed been very interested in her. But after meeting her, he found that she was indeed extremely beautiful, just as the slave traders had said.

But what's even more awe-inspiring than her beauty is her innate and powerful aura!

With just one glance, the man in the brown shirt felt as if a huge rock had been placed on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

powerful!

Very strong!

If he were to face her, he would have no chance of winning! Faced with the death of the province, the man in the brown shirt had no choice but to suppress his ulterior motives.

"Pfft!" Something bit my hand.

The man in the brown shirt winced in pain and struck Fan Xiaoling's left shoulder with a palm strike. Involuntarily, his right hand, which was holding a hidden weapon, slashed, cutting through the meridians in Fan Xiaoling's neck.

The latter leaned forward, clutching his bleeding wound with both hands, and stared at the man in the brown shirt with the same look he had toward a dead man.

The man in the brown shirt was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why Fan Xiaoling was still so calm even in this state. Wasn't she afraid of dying?

Before the man in the brown shirt could understand what was happening, Ruan Yu's divine attack struck him squarely between the eyebrows, sending him flying against the wall in the corner of the alley.

It's unclear what method Ruan Yu used, but the wall, which should have collapsed, only dented down slightly, just enough to fit the man in the brown shirt.

Ruan Yu helped Fan Xiaoling up with one hand, and the divine power overflowing from her fingertips entered the other's body, easily healing the fatal wound on her neck.

"Thank you, Master." After Fan Xiaoling stopped feeling the pain, she bowed to Ruan Yu with immense gratitude.

When the slave trader saw that the man in the brown shirt had been beaten so quickly and was completely powerless, he immediately realized that the woman in front of him was a top expert!

They've met their match!

The slave trader tried to escape, but he couldn't. There was a barrier all around him, which even extended underground.

"Speak, what is your purpose in luring me out?" Ruan Yu did not kill him for the time being.

The slave traders huddled together in fear, none of them daring to answer Ruan Yu's question.

If they return, they fear the endless pursuit of the Dark Pavilion. If they don't return, Ruan Yu's aura is too terrifying; it's uncertain whether they'll even see the sun rise tomorrow.

Ruan Yu's patience was limited, so she gradually increased the pressure.

"You, you ask him, he's the one who instigated us to do this." The slave trader leader hurriedly shifted the blame to the man in the brown shirt.

"Sir, we only want to make money by selling you. The one who really wants to harm you is him!"

"Yes, yes, he's the one who told us to trick you into coming out! You should just go find him!"

The man in the brown shirt laughed in anger: "A bunch of idiots!"

Although he was pinned to the wall and his spiritual veins were sealed, he still had the strength to speak: "Do you really think she'll let you off the hook by shirking responsibility?"

"You don't know, do you? If they hadn't introduced me, I would have had no idea you existed."

Upon hearing this, several slave traders rushed forward in terror and covered the brown-shirted man's mouth: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

"You were the one who set your sights on the adult, gave us money, and lured him out!"

"That's right, why are you turning the tables on us? You're about to die, and you want to drag us down with you before you die, don't you? What a vicious thought!" The third slave trader even took the opportunity to spit in the face of the man in the brown shirt.

He had wanted to do this for a long time, but he never had the opportunity.

Seriously, how can anyone be more pretentious than him?

The man in the brown shirt wanted to strangle the fourth brother, but he was restrained and could do nothing but glare at him fiercely.

"Why did you arrest me?" Ruan Yu walked up to the man in the brown shirt, and several slave traders automatically made way for her.

"Naturally, he was attracted by your beauty and wanted to possess you."

Upon hearing this, the slave traders immediately retorted: "You're talking nonsense! That's not what you told us before!"

They have completely switched sides to Ruan Yu.

There's no way around it, whoever has the bigger fist is the boss!

"Didn't you say you were going to offer her to a very important person?"

"A big shot? What big shot?" Ruan Yu raised an eyebrow and glanced at the slave traders.

"I...I don't know!" The group panicked.

Even if they had a hundred times the courage, they wouldn't dare to reveal the secrets of the Dark Pavilion!

Moreover, they genuinely didn't know who the important figure the man in the brown shirt was talking about was.

"You must know which faction he belongs to, right?" Ruan Yu asked again.

"No, I don't know," the slave trader leader said with an embarrassed smile.

The next second, a piece of his tongue broke off and fell to the ground.

"Ugh...ugh!!" The slave trader leader was terrified; his tongue had been cut off! Why? Why would someone be so cruel over a mere disagreement?

He hated Ruan Yu to death, but he didn't dare to do anything to her.

After all, the difference in strength is undeniable.

"Boss!" The other three yamen runners were also startled. Why did they suddenly make a move out of nowhere?

What exactly did she say that upset her?

“Sir? We really don’t know,” said the second slave trader.

"You really don't know, or you're afraid to say?" Ruan Yu scoffed.

She overheard them talking about the Dark Pavilion when they were setting up the barrier.

Now you say you don't know?

Does she seem easy to fool?

"Sir, it seems you already know. If you know, why are you asking us?" The fourth slave trader was very angry.

Is it fun to tease them by asking questions they already know the answer to?

"Snap!" Another flash of white light.

The fourth human slave trader's tongue also fell to the ground.

"Ugh...!!" With a heart-wrenching scream, the fourth slave trader recovered and drew his weapon to strike Ruan Yu's face!

I'm going to kill you!!

His eyes were bloodshot!

Ruan Yu didn't even look at him, letting his weapon fall on her, but it couldn't cause any harm.

On the contrary, when the fourth slave trader's weapon struck Ruan Yu, the immense force of the rebound caused him to throw his weapon away, and his hand was still numb.

What amazing physical defense!

Isn't she a Soul Master? How can she have such a sturdy body!

Since the fourth slave trader had already made his move, he hadn't considered the consequences. He picked up his weapon and tried to stab Ruan Yu again.

But Ruan Yu didn't give him that chance.

"Whoosh!"

No one saw how the slave trader, Lao Si, died. All they knew was that when he bent down to pick up his weapon, he suddenly stopped moving.

Then, the head was separated from the body! The head rolled to the ground, leaving a long trail of blood, its eyes wide open in death!

Everyone was stunned by Ruan Yu's move, including Fan Xiaoling.

So, the master is this strong!

With just a glance from Ruan Yu, the second slave trader immediately knelt on the ground, utterly lacking any backbone: "I'll talk, I'll tell you everything! It's the Dark Pavilion! He's from the Dark Pavilion!"