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Chapter 452: Malicious Intentions

Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Malicious Intentions

Xiahou Jun and the others felt truly ashamed and unable to bear it; this time, they really underestimated the enemy.

The four of them came specifically to prevent these Qi Refiners from the Southern Country from using any underhanded means, but unexpectedly, they themselves got caught in it.

This time there were dozens of people who came to assist, and they didn’t bother to check the identities of these people, giving Zhi Luo the chance to exploit this.

Simply put, they were too confident.

The four of them walked out, and not to mention the younger generation who rarely met with opponents, even those old monsters of the older generation had to weigh them carefully. They never thought anyone would dare to plot against them right under their noses.

Zhi Luo took advantage of their confidence to calculate their downfall right under their eyes.

Zhi Luo was very proud; if these people died, never mind Longxia, the whole world would be shaken, wouldn’t it?

From this moment, all the Qi Refiners under heaven will remember the name Zhi Luo.

"Lang Da, those people are left to you guys." Zhi Luo pointed at the dozens of Qi Refiners from Longxia fallen not far away with a hideous expression.

Then, with a bloodthirsty gaze, he looked at Xiahou Jun and the others: "You four, I will personally send you on your way."

In the distance, dozens of young Qi Refiners from Longxia had eyes full of panic and fear.

No one in this world can truly be unafraid of death.

Lang Da grinned savagely: "Don’t worry, none of them will survive."

Spurt!

Xiahou Jun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of crimson blood.

Zhi Luo was full of sarcasm: "What, scared?"

"As men of Longxia, when have we ever feared life and death?" Xiahou Jun roared.

He wasn’t afraid, but unwilling. He had thought of dying, but he wanted to die in battle, not this kind of humiliating death.

Zhi Luo scoffed sarcastically: "Truly unafraid of life and death?"

Saying this, he looked at the Longxia Qi Refiners who had fallen in the distance and sneered: "I’ll give you a chance to live; just kneel and beg for mercy, say that the Qi Refiners of Longxia are trash, waste, and I will spare one of your lives."

"Zhi Luo, kill us if you want, but do you think we men of Longxia are spineless like those from your little countries?" Wu Zhao shouted in anger.

Zhi Luo grinned: "Let’s see if you’re spineless."

He then turned to those Longxia Qi Refiners: "I’ll give you another chance, beg for mercy, say the Qi Refiners of Longxia are waste or curse your four Guardian Gods, and I’ll let you live."

"Think about it carefully, dying a good death is not as good as living shamefully. When they’re all dead, no one will know what you said, and you can continue your good life. But when you’re dead, you have nothing."

"I think you all have pretty good lives, don’t you? Money, beauty, luxury; if you die, all that’s gone. Even if you’d rather die than submit, no one will know of your heroic deeds."

Xiahou Jun and the others were furious; this Zhi Luo was too insidious and knew how to play psychological warfare.

Wu Zhao spoke in a deep voice: "Everyone, don’t believe his words; you’ve seen how sinister he is. Even if you beg for mercy, they won’t let you go."

"I, Zhi Luo, always keep my word; if I promise you something, I’ll do it."

"I will now count to three; if you want to be heroes, I won’t stop you."

"One."

"Two."

As Zhi Luo spoke, those Qi Refiners from the Southern Country raised their knives and swords savagely.

"Spare me, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die..."

Just as Zhi Luo was about to shout "three," someone began to beg for mercy.

Xiahou Jun and the others looked grim, almost exploding with anger.

"Who dares to beg for mercy? As men of Longxia, where is your backbone? Where is your courage? What man fears one death? How can you live peacefully if you shamelessly survive?" Wu Zhao shouted angrily in frustration.

Among the crowd, the Qi Refiner who begged for mercy bowed his head in shame but soon raised it again: "I just want to live well, I don’t want to die, what’s wrong with wanting to survive?"

"You..." Wu Zhao was too angry to speak.

Zhi Luo laughed proudly: "Xiahou Jun, is this what you call men of Longxia unafraid of life and death? As you say in Longxia, isn’t this a slap to your face?"

Xiahou Jun’s face was so dark it seemed like water could drip out.

Zhi Luo laughed arrogantly: "Fine, I promised to spare your life, and I will do so. Is there anyone else? Remember, opportunities are fleeting; when the knives and swords fall on your necks, it will be too late to beg for mercy."

"I, please spare me, Qi Refiners of Longxia are all trash..."

"Spare me, spare my life, I say... Qi Refiners of Longxia are all waste..."

In a moment, as many as a dozen people begged for mercy.

Spurt!

Wu Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood, gritting his teeth with a creaking sound.

"You spineless ones, you are unworthy of being Longxia people, unworthy of being Qi Refiners of Longxia." Wu Zhao shouted with fresh blood at the corners of his mouth, filled with indignation.

Mu Lingchen suddenly gave a bitter smile: "Brother Wu, let it be! There’s no use saying more now."

This time, the defeat of the Qi Refiners of Longxia was too devastating.

They not only lost their lives but also their dignity.

"Lang Da, don’t you want my life? Come on, kill me, kill me to avenge your brother, come on..."

Shi Zibo’s face was as pale as paper, his whole body stained with blood, and the wound on his chest was still gushing blood. He could clearly feel his life force slipping away quickly.

He was not afraid of death; ever since he knew Lang Da’s cultivation was higher than his, he came with the resolve to die. But what made him feel furious and bitter was, because of his grievances with Lang Da, he implicated so many people.

He felt like a sinner and now only wanted to die wholeheartedly.

Lang Da grinned hideously: "Shi Zibo, I won’t let you die so easily, I want to watch your blood drain bit by bit, dying in agony."

Zhi Luo burst into laughter, excited by the pleas for mercy.

"Is there anyone else? Just beg for mercy, and I will spare them."

Among the Qi Refiners of the Southern Country, one person held a phone, having secretly recorded the scene where the Qi Refiners from Longxia begged for their lives. This was under Zhi Luo’s orders.

Zhi Luo wanted more than just their lives; he wanted to make all Qi Refiners of Longxia unable to hold their heads up high.

The Qi Cultivation lineage of Longxia pressured all nations.

The battle fifty years ago left Qi Refiners from all nations humiliated.

This time, if images of these Qi Refiners from Longxia begging for their lives were spread, many people might be grateful to him.

However, this time, no one else spoke to beg for mercy.

Not everyone is afraid of death more than living.

Longxia, a vast country, never lacked men with steel spines.

"Jumping clowns, you think you’re worthy of me begging for mercy?"

"If the Qi Refiners of Longxia were trash, then fifty years ago, we wouldn’t have driven you to flee with your tails between your legs."

"Exactly, if it weren’t for your despicable methods, with just you people, you wouldn’t be enough for us to kill. What are you? With human heads but dog faces, and you expect us to beg for mercy? Come on, if you have the guts, kill me. If I even blink, I’m no longer a man of Longxia."

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