above the galaxy

Chapter 596 Bai Qi, the God of Slaughter!
Fast, accurate, and ruthless.

And damn it, they're treacherous and cunning.

This was Zhao Wuji's complete understanding of the Tang bandits.

And the last thoughts that surfaced in his mind before he died.

If I could do it all over again, I would choose Li Bai.
Zhao Wuji always boasted that he had a unique vision and a clear perspective, and that he was able to extract the greatest benefits from all kinds of chaos.

Whether he previously obeyed the Zhong royal family or now serves the Shen pseudo-royal family, he feels it is the wisest choice.

If there were an internal vote, he would definitely be the most brilliant, powerful, and pure-hearted sect leader in the history of the Overlord Blade Sect.

But how could this happen?
He looked down at the Yin-Erosion Sword stuck in his mouth, and could even feel wisps of cool gas penetrating his body through the bone sword, mixing with the powerful Yin-Yang energy within him.

Despite their frailty and small size, they caused extreme agitation and restlessness in the yin and yang energies within his body.

It's like having a sharp thorn stuck in your skin; every movement triggers a piercing pain.

Tang Fei stared directly into Zhao Wuji's increasingly dazed eyes. When he led the Tyrant Blade Sect to slaughter the Tang clan back then, did he also look into their eyes in the same way?
Pride? Smugness?
An arrogant person who controls everything?
“Zhao Wuji,” Tang Fei said in a deep voice, “I said I would slaughter your entire family, and I will slaughter your entire family.”

chap!
He drew his sword decisively and cleanly.

Ignoring the bizarre scene of blood gushing out behind him and the sound of Zhao Wuji's massive body crashing into the sea, he charged toward another elder of the Overlord Blade Sect with his sword.

"Zhao Wuji is dead."

"Zhao Wuji, the leader of the Overlord Blade Sect, has been killed."

"The Overlord Blade Sect, surrender immediately!"
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Some of the quick-witted members of the Ghost team saw this and began shouting the news that Zhao Wuji had been killed.

This was intended to shake the resolve of the Tyrant Blade Sect and weaken their will to resist.

"The sect leader is dead?"

"He's really dead. I watched him fall into the sea."

"The sect leader has disappeared."

As expected, the news of Zhao Wuji's death shocked and stunned the members of the Ba Dao Sect who were still fighting desperately, leaving them at a loss.

The sect leader is dead, what's the point of them fighting?
Should we surrender?
They weren't given much time to think.

After Zhao Wuji's death, the Ba Dao Sect fell into disarray and was leaderless.

When hesitant, their combat effectiveness is less than one-third of what it is normally.

Under the full force of the attacks from top experts like Tang Fei and Tuoba Zhiyin Xie Pianxian, they were all beheaded and died on the spot, having no ability to resist at all.

Two elders wanted to steal a chicken and take Qin Luo hostage to force Tang Fei to let them go so that the Ba Dao Sect could continue its lineage.
Unfortunately, they encountered an ambush from Ling Yunxiao, the master swordsman of extreme cold.

When Ling Yunxiao's longsword pierced their throats with lightning speed, they still retained expressions of disbelief and terror.

This was a one-sided massacre.

Just like what the Overlord Blade Sect did to the Tang family back then.

Soon, the entire Ba Dao Sect was wiped out.

Not a single living person was able to stand up.

Besides Chang Zhengxin, the secretary to the military minister who accompanied them.

This scene was so heartbreaking for Dr. Qin Luo.

He dedicated his life to healing and saving lives, but no matter how diligent and hardworking he was, it couldn't match how quickly they killed people.
He witnessed firsthand what it means to "cut tofu with a knife" and what it means to "crush the withered branches and rotten wood."

Is this the cruelty of political struggle?
Zhang Pan, who was following him, and his assistant, Chen Aiyang, were even more pale and vomiting incessantly.

They witnessed a sea of ​​heads, splattered blood, and so many vibrant lives vanishing before their very eyes.
Too cruel.

It's too bloody. It's too horrible.
Fortunately, they were protected by the Tang bandits; otherwise, in this battlefield, a slight misstep could have resulted in losing an arm or a leg.

When they are blinded by rage, everything and everyone becomes a tool for them.

The one with the most unpleasant expression was Chang Zhengxin, who was standing on the ship. His emotions were like a rollercoaster.

Oh, it's much more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

After all, riding a roller coaster is pretending to be risking your life, but this is real risking your life.

Surprise! I surrounded the Tang bandits.
I've been surrounded by Tang bandits; the situation is not good.
I'm doomed.

Looking at Tang Fei, who was suspended in mid-air, with drops of blood dripping from his Yin Shi Sword and staring at him with deathly eyes, Chang Zhengxin trembled with fear, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

He thought he wouldn't be afraid; he had witnessed many grand scenes while serving alongside the military minister.

He also killed quite a few people.

Those who were unwilling to be loyal to the military minister, or those who openly or secretly undermined him, were all dealt with by them, including their wives, children, and parents.

To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.

Leaving loose ends won't earn you any points in the eyes of the military minister.

However, seeing the Tang bandits' insane and ruthless killing, he felt afraid.

He could even feel the chilling coldness of the longsword severing his neck.

He is also afraid of death.

He doesn't want to die.

He had a pistol tucked into his waistband, a King 7 pulse gun, the latest model manufactured by the Trisolaran factory.

However, he did not have the courage to pull it out in front of the Tang bandits.

No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.

This works in the martial arts world, but it doesn't apply in the spiritual cultivation world.

He knew that before he could fire, the man in front of him could easily cut off his hands.

He looked up at Tang Fei and said in a dry voice, "We can negotiate."

"Negotiation?" A bright smile appeared on Tang Fei's lips, harmless as if the cruel and vicious man who had just committed murder was not him and had nothing to do with him: "If I risk your life, what can you offer?"

“I’ve contacted Phoenix City, and I believe they’ll send a large army to rescue us soon,” Chang Zhengxin said, seeing that Tang Fei was willing to listen to him. Knowing his chance had come, he quickly added, “If you spare my life, I can get them to let you go.”

"Is that so?" Tang Fei looked at Chang Zhengxin thoughtfully, as if considering the truth of his words, and asked, "They will listen to you?"

"Yes, I am the chief secretary to the military minister. I am the head of the secretariat. No matter which unit comes, their commanders would not dare to let me suffer any harm."

Tang Fei nodded and said, "That sounds reasonable."

"So you agree?" Chang Zhengxin asked hopefully.

Before the words were even finished, the night sky was ignited by countless beams of light, and hundreds and thousands of starship fighters roared and surged toward them, engulfing the entire Moon Gazing Island.

A starship with a skull pattern painted on its hull slowly opened its hatch, and a burly general in silver armor stepped out.

The Undying Army, Bai Qi.

His gaze swept around, then met the eyes of the Tang bandits high above.

Under the watchful eyes of Chang Zhengxin and tens of thousands of his subordinates, he bowed slightly and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, Her Highness the Princess has sent me to take you home."

(End of this chapter)