Hearing the old voice sounding from within the room, Xiao Yan let out a sigh of relief.
The old man who had just rushed into the room slowly retreated out. At the moment, one could see a somewhat old looking palm on his neck. Like an eagle claw, it was tightly locked onto his throat.
Ha Lang's expression was somewhat aghast as he stared at the indifferent old man in front of him. Part of the reason for him being caught was because he was unprepared. However, when the palm of the man locked onto his throat, Ha Lang came to a terrifying realization that the originally quick flowing Dou Qi in his body appeared to have been bound and had changed to a flow with a tortoise like speed. Regardless of how much effort he put in order to hasten it, the Dou Qi remained mild, without any strength.
At this point in time, regardless of how stupid Ha Lang was, he was also able to understand that the old man in front of him was not someone who was only slightly stronger than him as he had thought...
From the terrifying hand of the other party, this strength at the very least exceed Ha Lang by over two classes.
"God, this old man's strength has obviously reached the stage where his Dou Qi can transform into Wings. Why did he still take this kind of flying beast whose speed was much slower?" Ha Lang sadly wailed in his heart. With great difficulty, he tried to move his throat and said with a hoarse voice "Sir... we did not mean to offend you. It is just that we wish to ensure our safety..."
Yao Lao glanced at him indifferently. His right hand waved and a rouge jade bottle appeared in his hand. From within that translucent bottle, one could see a blood red medicinal pill the size of a dragon eye rolling around.
"You want it, right?" Waving the jade bottle in his hand, Yao Lao smiled and said blandly.
Looking at Ha Lang who was easily subdued by Yao Lao without any ability to retaliate, the other three middle aged men's expressions were filled with fear. They took a few terrified steps back and their hearts began to feel uneasy. After greed had slowly retreated from their minds, they finally realized just how foolish their actions were.
"Ke... ke ke, sir, you must be joking. We would not dare take things from you. Had we not been afraid that the energy ripple from before would impede our flight, we would definitely not bother you." Ha Lang laughed dryly as his eyes rotated and he swallowed his saliva.
"This was not what you said just now..." Xiao Yan came to the side of the room's door and leaned against the wooden wall. He thickly glanced at He Lang as he mocked.
"Ke ke... before, before I was just joking." He Lang laughed dryly. He lowered his head slightly and a pernicious glint flashed in his eyes. He lowered his sleeves a little and a small bag of black colored powder rolled from his sleeves into his palm.
"Originally, I did not wish to kill. But since you seek death, then I'll forget about it..." Just as the powder in He Lang's hand was about to be scattered, Yao Lao sighed and shook his head. The corner of his mouth curled up in a cold smile. A thick white flame suddenly appeared on the palm that was grabbing He Lang's neck.
"Ah!"
Just as the dense white flame touched He Lang's skin, a terrible pain caused him to suddenly widen his eyes. His body tightened like it was a spring. Following a blood curling shrill, his entire body was completely swallowed up by the thick white flame in a matter of seconds.
"Hiss..."
Seeing that He Lang was turned into a pile of black ashes in the blink of an eye, everyone present, including Xiao Yan could not help but inhale a breath of cold air.
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Battle Through The Heavens Book 1
FantasyNOT MY OWN In a land where no magic is present. A land where the strong make the rules and weak have to obey. A land filled with alluring treasures and beauty, yet also filled with unforeseen danger. Three years ago, Xiao Yan, who had shown talents...