Chapter 1020: Chapter 1020: Have you thought about the consequences? Chapter 1020: Chapter 1020: Have you thought about the consequences? At this moment, Ying Aoshan and the others, including Mengyao, all felt it: two ferocious yet supreme thoughts barrelled toward them like ancient behemoths!

Under the lock of these two thoughts, even the Great Grandmasters who had cultivated the ancient martial teachings of Kunlun were overwhelmed with an indefensible sense of despair, their spirits nearly collapsing!

“Who… Who are these masters!” Ying Xiao let out a shrill cry, his True Qi boiling and automatically protecting his body; but his True Qi was torn to shreds in an instant by the two thoughts!

“Everyone run!” Mengyao’s mind reeled, and she immediately gestured, releasing spell after spell.

The sky was filled with swirling ancient scripts that formed numerous fierce and eerie spells.

However, under the suppression of those two thoughts, Mengyao’s spells burst like soap bubbles in an instant.

Thoughts flashed through Mengyao’s mind–‘How could there be such powerful masters! How could Huaxia have such powerful masters! Could they be here to seek revenge on the young master? Besides the young master, I fear no one else has the qualifications to provoke such masters!’
“Halt, don’t move. Whoever moves dies,” a voice, cold and indifferent, rang out above their heads.

Next, the two masters from the Shushan Sword Sect, the young man in white and the young man in blue, floated above the crowd, looking down with a playful expression emerging on their faces.

The blue-robed young man’s mount, a crane, caused a storm to erupt from the mere flutter of its wings, whirling up sand and rocks, the fierce wind like arrows, blowing the people beneath into disarray, unable to even open their eyes.

You should know, the people of the Ying Family were all quite accomplished ancient martial Great Grandmasters, with the exceptionally gifted having condensed one to two hundred strands of True Qi, capable of standing rooted even amidst raging waves without budging.

Yet a casual flap of the crane’s wings generated wind strong enough to carry them away like paper.

This showed how staggeringly powerful the two who had suddenly appeared were!

The people of the Ying Family felt an insignificance akin to facing the might of the heavens.

Life and death were at the mercy of another’s fleeting thought!

“Go~~!” Lin Zicong growled lowly, and immediately employing the peerless Qinggong from Kunlun’s ancient martial teachings, he attempted to flee.

Lin Zicong likely knew that such formidable enemies were probably not targeting them, but were related to his mentor, Huang Xiaolong! If captured by the enemy, they might be used to blackmail his mentor!

So Lin Zicong resolved that, even if it meant death, he had to escape!

Ying Aotian was quick to seize the opportunity, bellowing, “Ying Family, heed my command, escape! Every one of you who can get away counts!”

The next moment, the Ying Family erupted with potential, pushing their True Qi and agility to the limit, scattering in all directions!

In mid-air, the two masters from the Shushan Sword Sect remained motionless, their eyes filled with mockery and scorn, indifferently watching the Ying Family scatter below as if observing a group of ants scurrying over a hot pot.

“Hehe~~ How amusing, ants trying to escape life?” the white-robed youth nonchalantly waved his hand.

His overwhelming Mana, like haze, diffused far and wide.

Amidst the strong Mana fluctuations, dense ancient characters bobbed up and down, seemingly materializing an intricate Formation in an instant.

Below, Lin Zicong and Ying Aotian, tearing through the air, dashed like beasts, but all the surroundings vanished, replaced by thick fog. No matter which direction they fled, it all seemed like running in place.

“No need to run, everyone. We’ve met masters we cannot handle,” Ying Aoshan quickly said, then lifted her gaze to look at the two masters from the Shushan Sect. “Who are you? Why do you prey on the weak, intercepting us like this?”

“Shut up!” The white-robed youth’s eyes were cold, and he lifted an eyebrow. “You mere mortals, what right do you have to speak? Now, I will ask, and you will answer! Remember, don’t try to lie; killing you is as easy as slaughtering pigs and dogs!”

The blue-robed youth, however, looked at Ying Aoshan and Mengyao with a hint of greed. “Oh~ To think that such women of outstanding quality exist in the Central Plains. Senior brother, these two women, though barely passable, could serve as our maidservants.”

“We’ll attend to serious matters first,” the white-robed youth shook his head, then coldly said, “What is your relationship with the master of Wolong Mountain Villa?”

At these words, all the people of the Ying Family instinctively exchanged glances.

The master of Wolong Mountain Villa, was that not Huang Xiaolong?

Indeed, these two supreme experts had come looking for trouble with Huang Xiaolong!

However, not a single member of the Ying Family spoke up; everyone maintained their silence.

In their hearts, Huang Xiaolong was their spiritual pillar, their deity. Even if they were tortured to death, they would never betray Huang Xiaolong.

“Hmm? Not talking?” The youth in blue smirked teasingly. “Hahahaha~~ It seems that you’re quite loyal to the master of Wolong Villa. Unwilling to share his information with us. But I advise you to be truthful, or else… Hmph! Listen! I’ll give you three breaths’ time, and if you still refuse to speak the truth, it will be a dead end for you!”

“Hahahaha~~~” Suddenly, Ying Aotian burst into uninhibited laughter, his spine as straight as a sword, the fear in his eyes fading away, replaced by a sense of calm acceptance. “Yes, you two are indeed very strong. To tell the truth, I always believed that ancient martial arts could bring out the ultimate potential of the human body. In my eyes, the young masters from the ten great ancient martial families of Huaxia were already the best of the best. But today, after seeing your skills, I realize that ancient martial arts might just be child’s play, utterly insignificant in your eyes. It would only take a flick of your fingers to kill us. But–”
“A warrior can be killed but not humiliated! We, the ancient martial grandmasters, may be weak, but we still have some backbone! Taking our lives is easy, but making us speak is absolutely impossible!” Within Ying Aotian’s eyes, a sense of pride emerged as he spoke.

The words had just fallen!

Thwack~~~!

In the air, a ripple formed, solidifying into a sharp Sword Qi!

The Sword Qi swept across Ying Aotian!

Ying Aotian’s right arm was sliced off and flew away, blood gushing like a fountain!

That youth in white, with just a glance, created slivers of Sword Qi in the air that, as fast as lightning, cleaved off Ying Aotian’s right arm.

The intense pain of the severed arm only made Ying Aotian frown deeply. He let the blood spurt wildly but said nothing.

“Good lad! Truly worthy of being a direct descendant of my Ying Family!” Ying Xiao nodded profoundly in approval.

Thwack~~!

Ying Xiao’s right arm was also hacked off!

“Hahahaha~~ The people of my Ying Family will not submit to power!” Ying Xiao laughed wildly. “Kill us, and naturally, someone will avenge us!”

“In this life, I have received countless favors from my master,” Lin Zicong said with a faint smile, his eyes filled with a reflective expression. Beside him stood a delicate-looking woman, holding his hand, their fingers tightly interlocked. This woman was Lin Zicong’s wife, a member of the Ying Family, ‘Ying Yuqi’.

“It was the master who gave me dignity, power, and everything… Now someone wants to be my master’s enemy. I yearned to serve my master by confronting the enemy, alas, my cultivation is too pathetic… Forget it, there is nothing I can do for my master, except for this one life…” Lin Zicong smiled, looking towards his wife. “Yuqi, sorry, from now on, I won’t be able to take care of you.”

Having said that, Lin Zicong reached out his hand, gathering all his True Qi, prepared to smash his own head.

He intended to repay Huang Xiaolong’s kindness with his own death.

Thwack~~~!

A splash of blood burst from Lin Zicong’s right hand!

His attempt at suicide failed, as his arm was severed by an invisible Sword Qi.

“What a joke, you people are like dogs, thinking of suicide? I don’t want you to die; even if you want to, you can’t!” The youth in white sneered ferociously, the murderous light in his eyes flashing wildly.

He didn’t wish to let these hostages take their own lives, after all, they were to be used to threaten the master of Wolong Villa, to force him into a dilemma.

At this moment, the youth in blue, with eyes like those of a jackal, turned towards Ying Aoshan and Mengyao. “I see that you two have a rather special amorous connection with the master of Wolong Villa, don’t you? Good, very good. Today, I shall toy with you~~~ Hahaha, if you do not wish to be humiliated, then tell us about the master of Wolong Villa!”

Just then!

“Hehehe~~~” A voice filled with light laughter sounded, followed by languid words laced with killing intent. “Did you ever consider the consequences of tormenting my people like this?”

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

They saw a youth’s figure emerging slowly through the hazy mist!

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