Chapter 33 Killing the Dandy
Feng Xi hesitated at this moment. He was still young and it would be best for him to avoid these troubles. But he would really have to watch these villagers being treated like toys and then killed.

Looking at the snake corpse lying next to the old man, it was, as expected, the village's sacrificial spirit. This group of people were definitely not the kind of people who would take human life seriously.

Feng Xi, Feng Xi, what is the purpose of your cultivation? You are actually hesitating when you see something like this.

"Old man, look at how you protected them, but now these people don't even dare to say a word for you. Is it worth it?" The young man looked at the villagers' actions and sneered disdainfully.

He was born in the Qingyang Marquis Mansion, but due to his low status in the mansion, he dared not do anything in Qingyang City. His favorite thing to do was to direct his anger at those who could not resist him.

"You bad guy is bullying me." A childish voice interrupted the young master of Qingyang Marquis's Mansion who was entertaining himself.

The little girl's sudden cry made the air still, leaving only the rustling sound of falling snowflakes and the whistling wind. The girl's mother covered her child's mouth in panic, then looked at the young man in horror, her lips trembling as she wanted to say something, but because she was too scared, she only uttered two sobs.

"Haha, the bravest one is actually a kid. Good, good!" Young Master Qingyang Hou laughed strangely, then suddenly swung out the long whip in his hand. The powerful force shattered the snowflakes, and it was obvious that he was serious.

The girl's mother looked terrified. Her survival instinct and the power of maternal love made her feel that time had slowed down. She wanted to struggle to get up and throw the child away, but the whip was too fast. She had to give up her original idea. Despite this, she still hugged the child in her arms at the fastest speed in her life and closed her eyes in despair.

But after waiting for a while, there was no pain in the body. On the contrary, there was a roar in the ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the young man was pierced by a spear and nailed to the ground.

The feeling of surviving a disaster made the child's mother's brain numb and her ears were buzzing. Then she hugged the child in her arms with joy, and tears couldn't stop falling.

Except for the child's mother and the village chief who was lying on the ground, grabbing the edge of the young man's clothes and trying to stop his violence, everyone was stunned by the scene before them and did not react for a while what was happening.

"Fourth Young Master!!"

A shrill roar sounded, like a cuckoo crying blood, sharp and piercing.

A guard rushed to the young man, looked at the spear tearing through his chest, and saw blood gushing out of his mouth. He could not help but shouting, "Who is it? Who is it? Get out!"

The other guard was also trembling as he looked at the direction where the spear was coming from. His eyes were bloodshot and his hand holding the spear could not stop shaking.

It was over, they knew they were finished. No matter how unfavorable the Fourth Young Master was, he was still the fourth son of Marquis Qingyang. As guards, they caused the tragic death of their master. They could already imagine their own fate.

At this moment, a figure walked out from the wind and snow, and every step he took made the earth tremble.

"You kill people wantonly and treat human life as worthless. You deserve to be killed." Feng Xi's voice was calm, yet filled with murderous intent, and even colder than a world filled with wind and snow.

"Just for these lowly people, you killed the young master. Do you know who he is?" a guard roared.

He was venting the fear in his heart, and this fear did not come from Feng Xi, but from Qingyang Hou.

Feng Xi didn't want to argue with these people anymore. This was a tamed dog and there was no need for him to talk to it.

His body shook and he disappeared instantly. A small hole was made where he was standing, and the snow on the ground was blown in all directions by the violent wind.

When Feng Xi appeared again, he had already come in front of a guard.

"So fast!" The guard was horrified. His vision was now occupied by a green fist. He quickly raised the spear in his hand to block it.

But as soon as his fist hit the gun barrel, he suddenly felt a huge force transmitted along the gun into his arm.

"Crack, crack, crack." The spear was bent by the powerful force, and then continued to hit the guard's chest, knocking him away in an instant. His body was full of broken bones and tendons, and he was breathing out more than breathing in.

Feng Xi succeeded in his attack and without further delay, he directly pulled out the spear that was stuck in the young man's body and stabbed towards the other guard with lightning speed.

The spear flew across the sky with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. A green light flowed on the tip of the spear, forming a green phoenix claw.

The guard was well prepared and swung the sword in his hand horizontally, directly chopping the gun. He expected that the gun would be deflected, and then he turned around and gave Feng Xi a hard blow.

But this time he miscalculated. The sword hit the gun, but not only did it not split it in half, on the contrary, the recoil force directly tore his knuckles apart.

"Let me go..."

"puff"

Before the guard could finish his words, the black spear pierced his throat.

When the other guards saw that the two strongest men couldn't even withstand a single blow, they were terrified and dared not resist, so they turned around and ran away.

But their speed was not as fast as Feng Xi. In just a blink of an eye, the green light rushed into the crowd. Every swing of the spear in his hand could take away one or two lives.

But in just a few moments, the snow was dyed red with blood.

After dealing with these people, Feng Xi hurried to the village chief. After finding that he was still breathing, he took out a herb and fed it to him.

After seeing the village chief's breathing become stable after taking the herbs, Feng Xi said to the bewildered villagers beside him: "Take good care of him. I'll go deal with these bodies."

As he said this, he stood up and walked towards where the young man was lying.

"My benefactor, do you need any help?" A man in animal skins came to his senses and asked quickly.

Feng Xi stopped and thought for a moment before saying, "How do you usually carry the corpses of ferocious beasts?"

He remembered that when he was in Feng Village, there was a stretcher specially used to carry ferocious beasts.

"I'll get it right away." The middle-aged man looked at the corpses all over the ground, reacted, and quickly called a few people and left in a hurry.

Feng Xi looked at the people who left, and was not in a hurry. He just stood there and waited.

But at this moment, the little girl who was almost beaten just now came over and said timidly: "Big brother, thank you for saving the village chief and my mother."

The girl's eyes were pure and innocent, without any impurities. When Feng Xi saw them, he felt relieved and squatted down and said, "Little girl, you don't have to thank me. Big brother specializes in beating up bad guys."

The timid little girl didn't expect Feng Xi to squat down and talk to her so kindly, and she ran into her mother's arms shyly.

When Feng Xi saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile knowingly, and his tense nerves relaxed a lot.

(End of this chapter)