Excited, Ao Baibai ejected and started, his iron hoofs set off waves of dust several meters high, blowing away the soldiers who were standing there.

The horse ran straight over mountains and ridges as if it were walking on flat ground. All the mountains and rivers along the way could not stop its pace. Under the speed of lightning, Zhao Yinshun quickly found the target.

It was a group of businessmen with families, including men and women, old and young. If it weren't for the knotted causal threads in the glasses and the red to black aura of sin under the [high-dimensional vision], Zhao Yinshun would have been

It's really possible for them to hide it.

Rumble~

The speeding iron hoof slowed down beside the caravan. Looking at the condescending noble man in white, a slender old man saluted with vigilance and curiosity.

"This young master..."

Ignoring his superb acting skills, Zhao Yinshun looked around the entire team and suddenly showed a bright smile.

"Are you a family?"

"Uh, yes."

A trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the interrupted old man, and he quietly gestured with his fingers behind his back.

"Are they really blood relatives?"

"Yes, I don't know what Young Master is..."

"That's good. The family must be neat and tidy."

"Do it!!!"

Sensing the horrifying murderous intent in the young man's words, the slender old man suddenly raised his eyebrows and threw out two shrill cold lights from his long sleeves, biting Zhao Yinshun's throat like a poisonous snake.

However, under the [high-dimensional vision], the originally lightning-fast attack was like a snail crawling. Zhao Yinshun casually pinched the old man's wrist, snatched the weapon from his hand, and stabbed him with his backhand.

【Floating Dream Shadow Sword】!

The light of the snow-white sword flashed like thunder. The men, women, and children who had just taken out the sword felt that their eyes were pure white. After being temporarily blind, when they came back to their senses, they found that their hands and feet were not in control.

A faint chill spread in the limbs, and a line of blood slowly spread on the clothes. As the limbs were separated, heart-breaking pain was transmitted to the brain, making them wail sadly.

The limbs were broken accurately and neatly, and more than a dozen people fell to the ground convulsing and rolling, screaming in pain.

Swish~

Shaking the non-existent blood beads on the long knife, Zhao Yinshun immediately drew the sword and quietly admired the horrific scene in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips.

"You little bastard! You don't know how high the sky is, and I won't let you go!"

"Master? Which master?"

Smiling lightly and urging the horse forward, Ao Baibai stepped on the old man's hip with an iron hoof and slowly applied force.

With a weight of more than one ton and Zhao Yinshun's powerful infusion, even a sixth-level martial artist could not withstand such devastation, and half of his hip bones were crushed into pieces bit by bit.

"Ouch! You are going against the grain and killing loyal people. You are worse than a beast. No master in the world will let you go!!"

The ferocious bloodshot eyes spread in the eyeballs. The old man's nerves twitched in pain, but he continued to curse viciously.

"You beasts actually have the nerve to say that I am worse than a beast?!"

He was so angry that he laughed out loud, Zhao Yinshun suddenly increased his strength, and Ao Baibai's iron hoof instantly crushed the old man's hip bone, causing him to roll his eyes out in pain.

"Although I am a prolific murderer, I have never laid hands on an innocent child, yet you don't even spare an infant, Zhongliang? Are you worthy of being called Zhongliang even when you are riding a horse?"

The lower body of the old man was chopped into pieces like a sausage, and the extreme pain was transmitted to his mind in waves, but the tenacious vitality of the sixth-level martial artist supported him, allowing him to watch himself being chopped up bit by bit, but he was far from dying.

, and can even clearly sense every change in the body.

"Give me a pleasure if you dare!"

"Want to have fun? Tell me who is behind you?"

"Haha, behind me are all the gentlemen in the world!"

"Oh, it's the Duan family."

Adjusting the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, Zhao Yinshun looked at the old man's horrified eyes and raised a bright smile on his lips.

Yani's glasses...are so useful...

"It's a pity that I have another group of insects to deal with, otherwise I really want to keep you here to have fun."

Looking around at the human pig rolling and wailing on the ground, Zhao Yinshun sighed regretfully.

"But don't worry, we've agreed that your whole family will be neat and tidy, so it will be tidy!"

The old man seemed to understand something, and cursed fiercely as if he was having a flashback.

Ignoring the old dog's barking, Zhao Yinshun opened a wooden box, threw out all the disguised goods, and slashed out with his backhand without looking back.

There was a flash of cold light, the harsh wailing suddenly disappeared, and the whole world became quiet.

Putting a dozen ferocious heads into a wooden box and hanging them on Ao Baibai's butt, Zhao Yinshun looked at the scattered corpses on the ground and curled his lips in disgust.

Why is it so messy again?

I have to be more careful next time, otherwise if someone sees me, they will think that I am some cruel villain!

With distracting thoughts flickering in his heart, Zhao Yinshun slowly stretched out his palm.

【Deprivation of Destiny】!

deprive creation

【God】+31

【Agility】+29

【Power】+38

【Fine】+35

【Qi】+37

【Body】+28

【Comprehension】+1

【Root Bone】+3

【Qualification】+2

A steady stream of surging energy was transmitted from the void. Zhao Yinshun closed his eyes and felt it, frowning slightly.

There are more than ten legends, including sixth-level masters, and this is the result?

The only good thing is that I gained 6 points of innate attributes, which is barely enough to protect my capital...

It seems that after advancing to Legend, the benefit of a single creature to itself becomes less and less.

Unless you are a true god, even the sixth level is useless.

Is it because my "existence" is too huge?

Thinking of the [Abyss] energy level he still maintained after advancing, Zhao Yinshun rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

The 3rd level is [Abyss], the 4th level is still [Abyss], it’s outrageous not to lose energy levels...

I wonder if those aristocratic families have mythical offerings. Could you give me one to try?

After pondering for a few seconds, the young man gently pulled the reins, and the snow-white horse accelerated slowly, and soon turned into a white lightning and disappeared among the high mountains.

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Chapter completed!