Chapter 42: The Slaughter of the Village

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A full moment had passed, and Mo Yi still hadn't heard the footsteps of the pursuers, and he couldn't help but wonder if the rakshasas had given up chasing them. Yi Xun and the three of them also woke up at this time, and although their true qi had not yet recovered to perfection, they could start to run away again.

"Brother Mo, did you hear the rakshasa chasing after you?" Yi Yun asked.

Mo Yi shook his head and said, "Not yet." ”

"Looks like our crisis has been resolved!" said Haiba, breathing a sigh of relief.

Evian shook his head and said, "Brother Hai, don't be careless, we won't be safe until we return to the sect." ”

"Let's go first, we can't stay here for long. Mo Yi said as he picked up the moon and got up, he always felt that a bigger crisis was still to come. Out of the hole, Mo Yi looked around, and there was nothing unusual for the time being.

A few people walked briskly, abandoning the avenue, and they walked through the woods. The dense forest was not dangerous for cultivators at their stage, but the darkness of the forest still made them feel oppressed. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, they had only one day's way to go except for this dense forest.

"What do you see there?" Yi Xun pointed first after leaving the forest.

As Yi Xun pointed in the direction he looked over, Mo Yi's pupils couldn't help shrinking. You can see fires and smoke billowing from there, and Yiyi can hear some cries for help.

"I remember it was a village, and I was there the last time I came to investigate Hantan······" Haiba's face also darkened, and everyone guessed what was happening.

"It seems that the reason those rakshasas didn't chase us is that they found out about that village!!" Yi Yunban frowned, anger on his face. He is the royal family of Yiguo, and these people are all people of Yiguo, and it is impossible not to be angry.

"Let's take a look. Yi Xun said, and began to move forward, Mo Yi followed, his muscles trembling, and the fire and smoke of his other mountain village began to appear in his eyes, and the dark night was like a nightmare.

"I feel like we shouldn't go... Shall we stop them?" Haiba frowned and asked Yi Yun.

Yi Yun looked at the backs of Mo Yi and Yi Xun with a tangled look on his face, but in the end, he shook his head and quickly followed.

"I feel like you're going to kill me..." The fat man couldn't help but complain speechlessly, but he still followed.

Several people were fast, quickly approaching the burning village, and the closer they got to Mo Yi, the more uneasy they felt. The villagers' pleas for mercy have almost stopped, which most likely means that they are dead. Thinking of this, Mo Yi couldn't help but speed up again, and directly left Haiba and the Yi brothers and sisters first. The speed of his Yongquan Nine Transformations Enhancement and the Fufeng Illusion Light Step, the speed was not as fast as Zhou Tian's.

When he landed at the entrance of the village, Mo Yi couldn't help but shrink the pupils of his eyes, and the village was in a mess wherever his eyes passed, and the firelight and smoke were steaming. Mutilated corpses were left all over the ground, and dozens of rakshasas were still visible vying to devour the corpses of the villagers. The rest of the villagers were still chasing after the fleeing villagers, and the villagers were all panicked and desperately fleeing.

The image of the lying villagers in his mind came back to him, and he couldn't help but feel that it was his fault, and if they hadn't fled in this direction, maybe they wouldn't have died. Anger and remorse made his eyes bloodshot, and he seemed to see the robbers who had once set fire to the mountain village and slaughtered all the villagers.

Mo Yi's eyes focused on a little girl who was fleeing for her life, and she was rolling and crawling, only fear was left on her face. Looking at her, Mo Yi seemed to think of the little boy who fled for his life in the vague light of the fire that night, accompanied only by the haze of helplessness and death.

"Ah··········h

Mo Yi couldn't help but roar, a crazy look in his eyes, and as soon as he pulled out the setting moon, he directly drew it and slashed off the head of a rakshasa chasing her. The skull rolled, blood splattering all over his white sword robe. His movements naturally attracted the attention of the Rakshasas who were competing for food, and they all turned their heads and began to rush towards him. There was not the slightest fear in Mo Yi's eyes, and anger made him crazy to the extreme.

The villagers who fled for their lives looked at Mo Yi, who had solved a rakshasa, and for a moment they seemed to rush towards him like a straw that saved their lives. I wanted to find that glimmer of hope in him to live, but the Rakshasa was faster, and the ghostly claws were ending life one by one.

"You brutes..." Mo Yi's eyes were cracked, and he roared and rushed straight forward. Looking at the fallen villagers, Mo Yi's clearest feeling at this moment was powerlessness, like the little boy who jumped and ran in a nightmare. After all these years, he is still so weak, so powerless. It was like a shame that drove him crazy, and the fear and apprehension in his heart turned into only one emotion, anger.

Without the slightest retreat, Mo Yi rushed straight forward, wrapped in a thick true qi, the sunset moon slashed horizontally, and the sword qi of Fufeng was like a crescent moon, and a rakshasa was cut open by him, and blood gushed out and splashed on his face. With a slap of the sword, the sunset moon revealed like a flying sword, instantly piercing through a nearby rakshasa, and Mo Yi directly pulled out Ning Han.

"Run..." Mo Yi turned around and shouted at the fleeing villagers, and his true qi rushed forward like condensation.

I don't know how far he can go, but Mo Yi doesn't retreat in the slightest, even if he dies here today. He may be able to flee without these villagers, but he feels that if he gives up today, his life will lose all meaning.

One move to help the wind in the sword technique is very simple [across the eight directions], without the slightest fancy. But Mo Yi completely gave up his defense, and two short daggers slashed across his cheeks, blood flowing, and he didn't care. Ning Han swept over the two Returning Sea Rakshasas in front of him even more quickly, and when the sharp blade instantly sliced them open, the cold qi directly turned their corpses into ice lumps.

"Is he crazy? There are so many rakshasas that we can't beat ······."

Haiba and Yi's brothers and sisters also arrived, and they couldn't help but curse secretly when they saw Mo Yi fighting with thirty or forty rakshasas. However, he still took the sword in his hand in an instant.

"We're going to help······ Kill these beasts!" Yi Yun looked at the miserable situation in the village, and his eyes were red;

However, Yi Xun struck at a faster pace, she was the only Divine Amaterasu period cultivator among the few, although she was only just entering and was unstable. But the Fufeng sword intent was already sharp enough, and the sword aura was like frost, and Yi Xun's long sword stabbed, and the sharp sword qi instantly passed through the throat of a rakshasa beside Mo Yi.

"Eat my fat man..."

Hai Ba picked up the sword and sank vigorously, jumping into the battle group, although he did not attack one of them, but the six-foot-long giant sword with the hilt of the sword still cleared a clearing in an instant, disrupting the formation of the Rakshasas attacking Mo Yi. This gave Mo Yi next to him a chance, and he roared and instantly stepped forward, and the cold sword qi directly penetrated the chest of a rakshasa.