Chapter 627: Frivolous Words Threaten Village Slaughter, A Single Palm Shatters Half the Side

Zhou You could be certain that Zhu Qinghua did not recognize him.

After all, there were so many people at the auction back then; with just a fleeting glance, she wouldn't remember him even if she had seen him.

He was merely curious: the other party possessed a heavy talisman and could have escaped when encountering danger, so why was she in such a sorry state?

While he was still puzzled, Zhu Qinghua had already rushed outside the village.

The enemies pursuing her were terrifying; in the blink of an eye, they leveled the stone wall on the outskirts of the village. Everywhere there were sounds of stones shattering and earth collapsing, the dark night as noisy as broad daylight.

Judging by this commotion, they were at least at the level of Advanced Martial Masters.

"So it was you!"

Outside the village, Zhu Qinghua was in a standoff with the enemies.

There was more than one enemy; there were seven or eight women, some delicate and charming, others sexy, who leveled the stone wall with their bare hands as if snapping tofu.

Dust rose everywhere, and from time to time, startled livestock would rush out and crash to their deaths in the piles of stone.

The scene became increasingly chaotic.

"Zhu Qinghua, stop running and come back with us obediently to meet your death!"

The youngest girl, around sixteen years old, had a beautiful face, but her eyes were filled with a vicious glint.

Her tone was also extremely vicious, "Your attendants, family, and the martial masters escorting you have all been slaughtered; you are the only one left."

"My master is merciful; if you are willing to submit to him, you can still keep your life."

Zhu Qinghua retorted calmly, "Otherwise, if all my people were dead, it wouldn't just be the few of you chasing me."

The implication was that her companions were still fighting hard, pinning down the majority of the other party's manpower.

Seeing that they could not intimidate her, another older woman spoke up.

This woman was not yet thirty, a stunningly beautiful young matron who exuded an intoxicating fragrance like a perfectly ripe fruit.

There was a black mole at the corner of her mouth, which moved before she even spoke, revealing a unique charm.

"Zhu Qinghua, you are a noble daughter of a great family; your status is different, so stop struggling and resisting."

"The others are just lives of no consequence; if they die, they die. Only you are different; as long as you live, there is hope of returning home."

"In this wilderness, don't run into some bandits or robbers and get carried off as a mountain chieftain's wife, losing the face of the Zhu Family."

The other women, some cold and glamorous, others delicate and charming, all first-class beauties in this world, spoke one after another to persuade Zhu Qinghua.

However, Zhu Qinghua remained unmoved, her hands clenched tight, "Stop the nonsense; the word 'surrender' does not exist in the bloodline of the Beixuan Zhu."

"Big sister, she still harbors delusions; why don't we slaughter this village first to drive her to despair."

The girl who spoke first viciously proposed the suggestion.

The other women agreed one after another, "That's a good idea; the village dared to harbor her, so it must pay the price."

Although they were women, they had been guided by famous masters, and each was at the level of an Advanced Martial Master with formidable strength; any one of them could easily slaughter a village.

"You are simply devoid of humanity!"

Zhu Qinghua said angrily, "In the Northern Six Prefectures, have you ever considered what the consequences of offending the Beixuan Zhu would be?"

"We don't know about the consequences, but you certainly won't live to see that day." As she spoke, the girl who proposed the village slaughter soared into the air, her ribbons and sashes fluttering in the wind like a fairy; those who saw this scene could not even associate her with such cruel words and deeds.

She swept over the ruins of the stone wall and lightly raised her hand to strike; a house near the perimeter caved in on the spot, the traces of the collapse and the rising dust outlining the silhouette of a massive fist print.

With just this move, there was no need to go door-to-door to kill; she could directly level all the houses, and the villagers inside would all be dead. If it were an ordinary village, it would have no power to resist in the face of such terrifying slaughterers.

However...

"So you're tearing down houses, little girl? The outer wall and house you just destroyed are worth 1 million taels. Pay up!"

"If you don't have enough money, pay with your life."

A voice came from afar.

Zhu Qinghua recognized it as Zhou You's voice and shouted a warning, "The master of these people is a Strong Martial Artist! Village Chief Zhou, you had better take your villagers and escape as quickly as possible!"

A Strong Martial Artist!

Zhou You arrived nearby with a 'whoosh' and felt a bit of curiosity upon hearing this term.

A Strong Martial Artist wanted to make a move on Zhu Qinghua? How strange; what Strong Martial Artist operating in Beidi wouldn't recognize the Beixuan Zhu?

Zhu Qinghua was the direct daughter of the Zhu Family; making a move on her, regardless of the motive, would ultimately offend the behemoth that was the Beixuan Zhu.

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Which faction's Strong Martial Artist was it? The Witch People or the Golden Immortal Dao?

Regardless of who it was, daring to threaten to slaughter the village in Zhou Family Village was a slap in his, Zhou You's, face; he could never let it go easily.

"I wondered who it was; so it's just a rustic martial master. It wasn't easy for you to reach your current realm, so don't throw your life away for a moment of impulse." The girl remained arrogant and waved her hand, "Move aside; I still intend to slaughter the village. You can stand to the side and be spared."

Why, thank you! Zhou You laughed; just looking at that arrogance, it was unbelievable that she didn't have a Strong Martial Artist backing her.

But so what? Trespassing on my territory, tearing down my house, killing my people, and still wanting me to stand to the side, only allowed to watch and not move? Who the hell are you? How many dishes do you eat in one meal? Seeing him remain silent, the girl sneered and swept up, rushing straight toward the lit houses in the village to kill and slaughter. The other women watched and giggled, as if the act of slaughtering a village was nothing more than a daily routine, no more troublesome than drinking a cup of tea.

Zhu Qinghua gritted her teeth; it was she who had stopped here and implicated these villagers, and she would definitely compensate Village Chief Zhou afterwards.

None of them expected what would happen in the next moment. Just as the girl was skimming past Zhou You with a light posture, a tiger's roar suddenly exploded on the flat ground, shaking like thunder.

A black shadow, fierce as a whirlwind, moved at a speed approaching the speed of sound and reached them in the blink of an eye.

The girl's reaction speed was not slow; she crossed her arms and pushed her palms outward, adopting a stance that incorporated attack into defense.

At the same time, the surging Qi and blood within her body churned like ocean waves, and her slender hands instantly expanded several times over.

This move was brilliant and beautiful, absolutely taught by a Strong Martial Artist from a high vantage point.

Ever since his own persona had been upgraded to a Strong Martial Artist, Zhou You's vision had also improved, and he understood that practicing to the Advanced Martial Master realm on one's own was far inferior to an Advanced Martial Master trained hand-in-hand by a Strong Martial Artist.

The experience and skills of a Strong Martial Artist completely crushed the Martial Master realm; the disciples under their guidance had a condescending, advantageous angle over their peers, and even if it wasn't a complete rout, winning easily was no problem.

Just like the vicious girl before him, her every move vaguely contained the shadow of a Strong Martial Artist; an ordinary Advanced Martial Master would definitely not be able to parry it.

"..."

Zhu Qinghua couldn't help but close her eyes; Zhou You had the courage to make a move, but there was no possibility of him surviving.

The next moment, a muffled sound landed, followed by a few dull thuds accompanied by the sound of limbs being torn apart.

The one who fell was not Zhou You; he bent his waist to stretch his right shoulder, one hand pressed against the ground, the buffer between his palm and the floor being half a mass of bloody, mangled remains and a large, spreading pool of blood and gore.

Tiger First Probes Claw, in one stroke, pressed the young girl dead against the ground, shattering half of her body.

The scene was so gruesome and tragic that it shocked every witness present.

(End of this chapter)