The first person to see her approach and react was the slave overseer holding a whip in his hand, who immediately shouted: "What are you doing!" "Murderer--" Xi Heng said coldly, then swung his sword and chopped off a head. Blood gushed out from the neck like a fountain, spraying the severed head more than half a meter high. Blood splattered everywhere, and the warm blood melted the thick snow on the ground, leaving red holes. The man fell to the ground twitching all over. When the surrounding workers saw this, their hazy and numb eyes regained some clarity. They were stunned at first, then they felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure as if they had taken revenge, and finally they showed panic at the sight of blood and immediately retreated in panic. Xi Heng shook off the blood on the sword and walked towards the three young masters who were walking side by side in front of him. The three young masters in front of them did not show any special fear, as if they were used to seeing people die. They just asked in a cold voice: "Who are you, sir, to kill my servants?" "You exploit the people, force them to death, and make them work like slaves. You work hard to build houses and gardens for you in vain. You deserve a sword from me." Xi Heng first put a hat on the other party and acted like an upright knight.
"No, no." Upon hearing this, the young master of the Liang family shook his head and said, "What the lady said is wrong. The saints said: Without gentlemen, one cannot rule over barbarians; without barbarians, one cannot raise gentlemen. This is natural and has been so since ancient times..." Xi Heng felt annoyed after hearing what he heard and didn't want to argue with him any more, so he simply drew his sword and stepped forward to strike first. The other party's eyes fixed, and he raised the folding fan in his hand to block the falling sword. This folding fan was made of fine steel. Xi Heng's casual attack without much strength was blocked by it, making a clear sound. "Oh? The girl is not weak." The man took the move, a gleam in his eyes. The other two young men in brocade and cotton-padded clothes in the back took a few steps back, but they were not too panicked, as if they were quite confident in the strength of the young master of the Liang family. "Brother Liang is in the top ten of the Tianliang Prodigy List. Now he has already achieved great success in Ming Jin and has opened up half of his muscles and bones. He has the potential to become a grandmaster in the future. How can this little thief be able to fight against Brother Liang?" The two people behind him were still trying to establish a relationship with him and saying nice things. "Brother Gao, thank you for your praise." The man holding the fan laughed. "Those two guys behind are a bit annoying. Senior sister, please help me chop them up." Xi Heng said simply. "Oh, okay." Hong Miao, who was standing casually at the back, also drew her sword and flew forward quickly. "If you want to hurt my two brothers, you have to get past me first!" Young Master Liang said first, then he moved to try to stop the running Senior Sister Hong Miao. However, Hong Miao ignored it, turned her waist and swept past, then swung her hand forward, a red line flashed, and two heads shot up into the sky. With two thuds, the head and the bleeding body fell to the ground. When Mr. Liang looked back, his expression froze immediately. A guess made him feel terrified: "Dark, dark power?" Hong Miao swung her sword in a flower shape. "Junior sister, who else do you want to kill?" "From now on, senior sister, just watch from the side. I can do it myself." Xi Heng didn't take the person in front of him seriously at all. "Come, someone! Someone come quickly!"
Young Master Liang immediately changed from his previous confident look to one of panic. He held the folding fan in front of his chest and took steps backwards. In a short while, some vicious slaves and followers holding whips or weapons came forward and stood in front of the young master of the Liang family. Every time Xi Heng took a step forward, they took a step back. Only a few really brainless followers would attack her with swords when she approaches. The result was that Xi Heng's easy defensive counterattack cut off his neck or pierced his heart, and he fell on the snow, bleeding. After showing his strength, several people in front ran faster and faster. With more than a dozen people dead, the group of servants and guards no longer had time to protect the young master and immediately fled in all directions. The young master of the Liang family also used his Qinggong skills to escape with all his strength and ran the fastest. "Senior sister, help me catch that guy back." After Xi Heng said that, he started to kill the evil slaves around him who didn't know how to perform light skills and were just trying to escape. Heads fell one after another, corpses hit the ground, and the blood that sprayed or flowed covered the snow-white, leaving behind bright red plum blossoms. The surrounding laborers watched but didn't know what to do. Some said they deserved to die, but more were still worried that the Tianliang soldiers would commit such a crime on them and end up dead. Xi Heng flew to various places and killed dozens of evil slaves in a row, leaving corpses all over the ground. He sheathed the sword that was already covered in blood and returned to his original place. These servants only had obvious strength at best, and they had no power to fight back against her. She could easily kill them with just sword skills without using any strength. The senior sister has captured the so-called young master of the Liang family, and by the way, she has pressed acupoints to block his meridians, making it impossible for him to use light skills. "You are a member of the Liang family, right?" Xi Heng came back and began to interrogate. This young man from a wealthy family already knew how powerful the two of them were. He trembled and nodded quickly, saying, "I am the eldest son of the Liang family! Just tell me what you want, and please don't be rude again!" He saw dozens of corpses lying around and these two men killing people without blinking an eye. Only then did he realize that he had met truly ruthless people and immediately became extremely respectful. "The Liang family of Liang Mangchen, the general of the Tianliang Army?" Xi Heng tried to confirm it again. "Yes! Yes!" The young master of the Liang family quickly agreed, but when he looked up, he suddenly realized something. He remembered the sad things he had heard about before and the wanted posters he had seen before, and his eyes widened: "You...you two are the ones who killed the patriarch's father?" "That's right. Come if you want revenge." Xi Heng said casually. The man's eyes flashed with anger and resentment, but he calmed down after a moment and said shamelessly: "My father called me a playboy and would beat and scold me whenever he was at home. The two heroines killed my father for me, so I should be very happy. How could I want revenge?" Xi Heng didn't care: "I heard that your family has a martial art called Hua Jin. Where is it?" "Hua Jin? Lady, maybe you heard the news wrongly. Our small town and family can't possibly defend the Hua Jin martial arts." The other party shook his head and seemed to be unaware. "Then what martial arts did you learn?" "I learned the Black Destruction Sword Technique, which is just dark power at best." "Stand up and demonstrate it again." Xi Heng said. The other party had no choice but to obey, picked up a sword used by the guards from the ground, and slowly moved forward to swing it.
In Xi Heng's eyes, this man, who had reached the peak of Ming Jin, actually had some sword intent. His sword skills were violent and ferocious, and as he danced, a trace of hostility and ferocity appeared on his face. He swung his sword faster and faster, and the last sword shook up many snowflakes on the ground. After dancing with the sword, the other party turned his gaze back and showed some murderous intent towards them, but he quickly concealed it. Xi Heng and Senior Sister Hong Miao looked at each other and nodded slightly. The moves this person used were indeed the Qimie sword technique, but this young master of the Liang family did not know that what he was learning was the Hua Jin martial arts. "The Qimie Sword Technique is indeed in the Liang family." Xi Heng thought, raised his head and asked the person in front of him: "You really don't know about Huajin martial arts?" "I dare not lie." Seeing that the heroine's expression was calm and it seemed that she had lost her murderous intention, Master Liang quickly responded. "He doesn't look like he's lying." Xi Heng nodded, put his right hand on the scabbard, and before the other party's expression became panicked again, he suddenly drew the sword. A red line swept out, and the head fell down with a horrified face, dying with his eyes open. "Let's go, Senior Sister." Xi Heng stood up and said, "Since this person doesn't know, let's go to the Liang family and find someone who is in a high position and has great power to ask." As for how to find it, it’s quite simple. The one with the strongest strength, the most troublesome to kill, or the one with the most guards around when you want to kill him. "Why don't you talk to the surrounding workers?" "What is there to say?" Xi Heng just asked back. Hong Miao nodded slightly and said no more. The two men continued to move south, leaving some laborers looking at the numerous corpses and heads on the ground and looking at each other in bewilderment. A few minutes later, someone suddenly clapped and shouted, "Good kill!" "That's great!" Another person spoke, and someone else immediately followed up. "These bastards should have died long ago! They deserve to be killed!" Amid the cheers, another person suddenly said, "It seems that these two female heroes are going to the Liang family to kill people. Why don't we also..." But once these words were spoken, the scene returned to silence, and no one dared to respond for a moment. …… Xi Heng led his senior sister and walked quickly to a large mansion in the first ring. They saw two large square characters "Liang Family" painted on a plaque above the four-door gate, and knew they had arrived. There were two stone lions sitting in front of the door, and four servants holding wooden sticks were blocking the front. They were all strong, but judging from their postures and figures, they did not seem to be warriors. The tallest and strongest guard among them saw the two of them coming and immediately shouted, "This is the Liang family's residence! No one is allowed to approach. What do you two want?!" "Nothing." Xi Heng answered casually. "Then get out of here!" the servant shouted loudly, and his head was immediately separated from his neck and thrown high into the air. He just suddenly saw a headless corpse appear in front of him. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the body was his own. He wanted to lower his head and reach out to take a look but he couldn't move. It was not until his head hit the stone floor with a thumping sound that he realized what had happened.
"How arrogant." The girl said with a tut, "The last time someone dared to be so arrogant to me, his head was also raised like this." "Junior sister, don't be so murderous." Hong Miao felt something was not right. "I don't have a strong desire to kill, do I?" Xi Heng said as he stepped forward and chopped off three more heads with his sword, explaining: "I have encountered warriors with more murderous intent than me before. The number of people I have killed may not be as many as those guys kill in a year... and I don't kill people just because I see them. I will also identify them before I use my sword." "Junior sister, you are absolutely right." Hong Miao said helplessly. "Why do I always feel that Senior Sister is just being perfunctory..." Xi Heng said as he kicked the door in front of him. There was a loud bang, and the door was not kicked open directly, but a dent and many cracks appeared. "It's worthy of being the main gate of a big family. The quality is indeed better." Xi Heng chuckled lightly, slowly placed one palm on the wooden door, retracted his palm, and then used the strength of his muscles and bones to suddenly hit forward. After the loud bang, the entire huge wooden board suddenly shook. There were no cracks on the surface of the wooden door, but as it trembled slightly, dark energy surged through it, and it turned into a pile of large and small pieces of wood, which collapsed and shattered, falling to the ground. "What a waste." Hong Miao was a little unhappy: "Can't you just use Qinggong to flip over?" "Just trying out the power." Xi Heng waved his hands and strode into the Liang family courtyard. Everyone in the courtyard had been alarmed by the screams and the slamming of the door outside. Several guards and slaves holding wooden sticks came to check. One of them had obviously reached the level of Ming Jin, with a tall and sturdy body. He was holding a different iron stick and confronted the two people who had entered the door. "Do you know that this is the Liang family? What are you doing here?!" the man said angrily. "Why are you asking the same question again..." Xi Heng was a little unhappy: "Call the person in charge of your clan over here." "Bah! A mere martial artist is worthy of meeting my lady?" The sturdy man raised an iron stick and rushed over with the evil slaves around him. The heavy stick in his hand directly hit Xi Heng's head, which was covered with a bamboo hat. "So slow." Xi Heng dodged the attack by just turning his feet, leaning to the opponent's side, and then pierced the opponent's neck with the shuriken. The sharp blade pierced through the flesh and penetrated the spine at the back of the neck. When she turned her wrist and pulled it out, it had already cut off half of her neck. The weapons of the surrounding servants came at him, and Xi Heng swept his sword, and the red light on the blade drew an arc in the air. Then, the wooden sticks were chopped off at once. She raised her toes, and the head of one of the fallen wooden sticks was kicked out and pierced another person's neck. The man stammered and covered his neck, blood flowed out of his throat and came out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground. The others were also killed by Xi Heng's sword. When he looked up, he saw another person rushing over after hearing the noise. The person who came this time was no longer a servant, but a warrior dressed in simple tight clothes. Even in this cold weather, his face was still red and his forehead was sweaty, as if he was still practicing martial arts just now, and now it happened to be put to use. This person was holding a relatively broad two-handed sword. There was a trace of black air floating on the blade, but it was not strong and he did not look like a master. Xi Heng didn't say much to him. He picked up his sword, stepped forward, turned around and slashed horizontally. The long sword in his hand drew a scarlet streak in the air, and the enemy quickly raised the thick sword in his hand to block it.
The swords collided, and the opponent's long sword could no longer hold up under the sharp blood-red sword, and was cut into pieces by Xi Heng's red sword energy. Seeing that the sword blade was broken, he trembled all over and quickly stepped back a few steps. Even so, the sword wind still passed through the opponent's chest, leaving a hideous blood mark. The warrior cried out in pain, then lowered his head to cover the wound on his chest, and said nervously: "Who are you two gentlemen? Why did you come to my Liang family to cause trouble!" "Take out your Liang family's Hua Jin martial arts." Xi Heng just said. "Hua Jin? We are just a small tribe in the south, how can we have Hua Jin martial arts!" "If you don't know, then die--" Xi Heng leaned forward, and a red light flashed from the tip of the sword.