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Capítulo 86

This shows that the other party had thoroughly investigated the background of the people around the emperor before coming, and had also seen Xiao Di's methods.

If their first plan fails and they prepare to take a second step, Xiao Di is very likely to become a thorn in their side.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel extremely anxious.

Upon hearing the familiar sound of swords carried on the wind, she finally couldn't resist and leaped into the air from the crowd, her figure soaring towards the top of a tall building.

I heard gasps of surprise from the crowd around me.

Le Yan stood atop the tall restaurant, looking around.

The large sleeves fluttered in the wind, dancing wildly.

Sword energy soared into the sky.

Xiao Di retreated step by step, until he was inside the narrow alley.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, though it was already broken. He didn't want to draw it out and invite ridicule from the person opposite him.

He had no choice but to use his sheathed sword against the enemy, but this greatly reduced its power.

The person who came was no ordinary person either, and he was ruthless, as if he wanted to kill him.

In addition, he was in low spirits and had no will to fight for the time being.

Before long, Xiao Di had a cut on his shoulder.

He felt a deep sadness in his heart.

If I die like that, it will be a clean death.

Back then, he lay dead in the alley, like a rat in a dark underground passage, barely alive, awaiting his fate.

But fate intervened and she found him.

However, what is not meant to be yours cannot last.

Even though he longed for her warmth, he ultimately couldn't take a step forward.

So far away. It's clean, actually.

If I were to collapse here, wouldn't that be fulfilling her words: "Let's never see each other again"?

The idea that humans and ghosts are different is indeed a very good solution.

Just when there was nowhere left to retreat, and he was about to close his eyes and await death.

Suddenly, a clear and loud rebuke rang out: "In broad daylight, under the clear sky, we cannot tolerate your rampant and tyrannical behavior!"

Xiao Di was stunned.

That sound...

These lines...

In this day and age, are there still people who make such an old-fashioned entrance?

These outdated entrance lines, which had been discarded by young heroes of the martial arts world a hundred years ago, have reappeared today.

What's gratifying is that hearing it from this person didn't make my teeth ache.

On the contrary, it makes people feel comfortable.

It was as if the clouds and fog had suddenly parted, revealing the warm sun in the sky.

Xiao Di slowly opened his eyes.

Behind the masked assassins, a young man dressed in yellow stood.

He wore a pair of slightly faded boots. As if he had walked a long way, a long sword slung across his back, and his hair was somewhat disheveled. His eyes held a righteous indignation, and a gentle smile played on his lips. The young man reached up and brushed a strand of hair from his forehead, turning to look at the people in the arena. Though he didn't speak, his entire being exuded a powerful aura of righteousness, proclaiming, "I am a young hero."

"You little brat, you're asking for death!" The masked men roared in anger, turned around, and pounced on the newcomer.

Instead, no one paid any attention to Xiao Di.

The man chuckled mischievously: "Hey, hey, hey, so many of you ganging up on me, you guys are really domineering beyond words. Killing you wouldn't be a bad thing."

"Enough talk, brothers, go and chop him down!" The masked man pounced swiftly.

The boy stood still, then with a sway of his shoulder, he threw the sword off his back.

He reached out and grasped it. But instead of swinging the sword, he simply thrust it into the ground.

The group of men were slightly taken aback: "Kid, what are you doing!"

The man gripped his sword with his left hand and brushed a strand of hair from his forehead with his right. He said with unparalleled swagger, "If you want to challenge me, you'd better be mentally prepared. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Xiao Di discovered that he really loved to show off.

Even at such an inappropriate time, she didn't forget to strike a pose.

However, anyone capable of such a superhuman act in a life-or-death situation is either a master or a madman.

Xiao Di originally wanted to walk away, but seeing how arrogant he was, he suddenly stopped.

He suddenly became very interested in knowing whether this person was a master or a madman.

Since he didn't know where to go for the time being, he decided to stay a little longer.

"What do you mean, how do you want to die? Are you crazy, kid?" the masked man shouted.

"Hey, I'm just trying to make sure you die a comfortable death, but you can't talk like that!"

"I think you're talking nonsense!" someone said impatiently.

He charged forward, sword in hand.

The young man smiled, revealing small dimples on his slightly plump cheeks: "Being so impatient... isn't a good habit. Alright, since you're unwilling to choose, I'll choose for you: death... or maiming... um... life and death are but a moment apart..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Di frowned, and a flash of white light appeared under the sword in the spot where the boy was standing.

He barely moved, and a burst of white light danced across the scene.

Then, I heard a terrible scream.

Several masked men fell to the ground, leaving behind a pile of dismembered limbs and bones.

Xiao Di was shocked. He hadn't even seen how the other party made their move.

When he practiced the broken sword of Yan Fei, Tang Shaosi noticed that he was agile and incredibly fast, often able to deliver a fatal blow in an instant.

But seeing the young man's move now, Xiao Di felt a chill creeping over him.

How could there be such a fast sword in the world?

Those people were still alive.

The white light flashed and disappeared, and the boy returned to his mischievous, smiling self, as if he hadn't been the one who had just attacked.

He walked up to the group and bowed his head, saying, "Hey, tell me, where are those traitors from Sword Pavilion now? Tell me, and I can guarantee your lives!"

Although the assassins were injured, they were still very powerful.

“Boy, you…you’re from Sword Pavilion?” someone struggled to say.

"You're really naughty. If you don't tell, you'll suffer the consequences." The boy waved his hand at the corner of his mouth.

Just then, a voice rang out from behind: "Get out of the way!"

The boy was startled, and at the same time heard the person beneath him shout, "I'll die for you!"

A tremendous palm strike came from behind.

The young swordsman leaped away, quickly leaving the scene in the direction of the palm strike.

Tang Leyan swung her palm towards the center of the arena, but she moved with lightning speed, grabbing Xiao Di from the corner and leaping to the side. At the same time, she flicked her sleeve backward.

Just as the three were leaving the scene, they heard a series of loud bangs—the sound of explosions.

The scene where several masked assassins had been lying was now a bloody mess; those assassins, who had been barely clinging to life, had been blown to pieces.

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Leyan took Xiaodi away from the scene.

The boy in yellow reacted quickly and escaped smoothly in the direction from which Yueyan's palm strike came.

Still shaken, I turned to look.

But then they saw the man in red who had suddenly appeared standing not far away, holding the boy in his arms, asking in a soft, gentle voice, "How are you? Are you hurt?" His concern was evident in his words.

The boy in yellow twitched slightly at the corner of his eye.

Xiao Di frowned and gently pushed Le Yan away.

He turned and walked to the side, not looking at her, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

Le Yan was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and put her hand on his shoulder: "What, are you still angry with me?"

Xiao Di turned away and remained silent.

Le Yan smiled and said, "Alright, it's my fault. I misunderstood Young Master Di. I deserve to die. Please forgive me, Young Master Di..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Di turned around and angrily said, "Why are you saying all this?"

Before Le Yan could even speak after being jolted by him, she heard the young man in yellow next to her laugh and say, "My apologies, so you two like this kind of thing."

He swung his sword, slung it over his back, and started to walk away.

Le Yan was trying to figure out how to persuade Xiao Di to change his mind when she heard what this person said. She looked up and asked, "What do you mean?"

"No..." The boy tilted his head and touched his chin. "No, absolutely not. I just admire your courage."

"Glib talkers are never good people," Le Yan scoffed. "Sweet-talking doesn't mean they're good people either," the young man in yellow laughed, glancing at Le Yan before turning to Xiao Di, "Hey buddy, don't listen to this guy. If he wrongs you once, he'll do it again, and besides..."

He rolled his eyes but didn't continue.

"What else?" Le Yan asked irritably.

"Besides, there's no benefit to following a sissy like you..." Huang Yi chuckled.

Le Yan frowned: "Say one more word and I'll hit you."

"Oh dear, they won't even let people speak anymore. This world is too dangerous..." He picked up his sword and was about to leave.

The rapid sound of horses' hooves came rushing in.