The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 130 Slaughtering the Remnants
The man in black walked leisurely with a calm expression, and the ice sculptures along the way melted away.

"Crack, crack...!" Ice shards shattered on the ground, but strangely, no blood or bones were seen. Five or six living people were reduced to dust without even being able to utter a scream.

The other frozen evil spirits sensed this situation and were terrified. Their big, dark eyes kept darting around in the cold solid. They wanted to beg for mercy and call for help, but they could only think about it and could do nothing!
"Damn it, how could this happen?" Ice shards shattered and exploded, and the burly man stared in horror at the half-meter-long ice sculpture that was rapidly melting away in front of him.

It turned out that Yuan Ba ​​had just arrived and crushed the ice with his claw in an attempt to rescue a nearby subordinate who was frozen. However, his action not only failed to save the man, but also directly led to his death!
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the Yuan brothers would never have believed this!
"Who are you...?" Yuan Xing frowned, stood up, and saw who it was. Together with Yuan Ba, who had retreated to his side and had an unpleasant expression, they pretended to be polite and asked with clasped hands.

The man in black exuded an imposing aura as he slowly made his way from the icy ground to the frail woman in white in the center of the humanoid ice sculpture.

The scene was eerily quiet. When the crisp footsteps passed by Yuan Xing and his companion, the man in black didn't even glance at them, as if he hadn't heard their earlier question.

"Brother, this guy's got bad intentions!" Following the man's movements, the burly man's ears twitched. He received a secret message from the man beside him, and a sense of unease rose within him. He replied, "Unite against them!"

Although they sometimes have disagreements, they always understand that brotherhood is irreplaceable.

Moreover, given their current cultivation levels, they were surprised to find that they couldn't discern the other party's true strength at all, which left them no choice but to proceed with caution.

"Senior sister! You've suffered so much...!" The man in black felt a lump in his throat and stepped forward to help the disheveled woman in white, who was curled up in a ball, to her feet.

After a quick check, it was discovered that the condensation frost was simply due to the exhaustion caused by the overconsumption of the power of the ghosts and gods, and there was nothing seriously wrong with it, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior brother, you've finally arrived...!"

"Shh!" The man in black made a shushing gesture, like coaxing a child, signaling the weak woman in white to be quiet.

Feng Ling immediately draped one of his coarse linen clothes over Leng Ning Shuang's shoulders. The woman in white trembled, a hint of surprise appearing in her tired eyes. This was the same clothes Feng Ling had worn when the two first met in Gujing Village.

Suddenly, a chilling wind swept into the cave, causing the black-clad man's long, black hair to flutter wildly. With a stunningly beautiful woman in his arms, the two looked like a scene from a painting…

“The second time…!” Leng Ningshuang murmured with a warm feeling in her heart. This scene was so similar to the battle with Gui Lingzi in Gujing Village. Back then, it was this touching man in front of her who saved her at the moment of life and death.

“This is the third time…” The man in black also sighed silently in the dark, from their first meeting in Gujing Village, to drinking wine under the moon at Miaoyin Pavilion, and now to this very moment.

This is the third time, intentionally or unintentionally, that Leng Ning Shuang has been pulled into his arms!

Her soft body nestled in his arms, her hair carrying a captivating fragrance. The man in black inadvertently sniffed it, feeling an indescribable sense of comfort.

"Who exactly are you?" Yuan Xing and his companion were filled with suspicion and uncertainty. Seeing the man and woman so intimate, their sense of danger grew stronger, and they exchanged glances secretly. "Bang!" Suddenly, Feng Ling, holding the woman in white in one arm, effortlessly traversed a distance of over ten meters, delivering a swift and powerful kick that sent the burly man flying. The terrifying force embedded the man entirely into the thick earthen wall.

"Boom!" The main hall shook violently, and black smoke billowed out with a gas explosion. A large, human-shaped crater suddenly appeared on the left wall. After a few seconds, a disheveled figure coughing up blood struggled to crawl out of it.

"Big brother!" Yuan Ba's pupils shrank, and his legs trembled as he hesitated to take a step forward.

Before anyone knew it, the black-clad man, whose murderous aura had surged, had reached the wall ten meters behind him and was gripping Yuan Xing's neck with one hand.

"Weren't you just lying there barking like a dog?" The man in black spoke in a chilling tone, causing the two evil spirits to widen their eyes at the same time, finally realizing the other party's identity.

Originally, if they hadn't spoken, it would have been fine; at most, their cultivation would have been ruined and their bodies crippled. But upon hearing the other's voice, Feng Ling felt a surge of anger rise in his heart for no reason, and he subconsciously thought of the two's previous filthy appearance.

"I'm here now, why aren't you calling me?" As if he were holding a bloodstained dead dog in his hand, the man in black first looked down at the woman in white who was leaning against his chest and hugging him, then looked up at Yuan Xing with utter contempt.

Although Leng Ning Shuang was not actually harmed, he was determined to get some retribution for the burly man's previous rudeness.

"Don't even think about it, brat! Release my brother right now...!" Yuan Ba, who was not far behind the man in black, suddenly shouted angrily, and the red scimitar in his hand appeared out of nowhere.

As soon as the scimitar appeared, it spun and flew straight towards the opponent's head. Judging from the deep blade light at the tip, it must have been coated with some kind of potent poison!

Their intentions were evil and extremely malicious!
The curved blade moved incredibly fast after being released (at least Yuan Ba ​​believed he couldn't keep up...), forming a perfect parabola, but behind the beauty lay a naked killing intent.

A gust of wind whistled past his ears. The man in black raised an eyebrow, and a chilling killing intent flashed across his body as if it had never been there at all...

"As you wish!" When the red scimitar was still half a meter away from the back of Yuan Ba's head, Feng Ling's lips curled into a wicked smile. Since he was facing away from Yuan Ba, Yuan Ba ​​naturally couldn't see it.

But this evil image was reflected in the burly man's pupils, making him utterly terrified, almost causing him to prematurely give up the suffocating pain and pass out...

"Bang!" Holding the woman in white, he transformed into a blur and quickly moved away. As soon as he stood still, he heard a series of shrill screams coming from where he had been standing.

"You idiot, you... killed me!" Intermittent curses came from the increasingly faint screams, startling Yuan Ba ​​out of his daze.

"Big brother...!" Yuan Ba's heart trembled. He did not expect that the man in black would actually let go of Yuan Xing, and this action directly led to the following result.

The throwing knife... it flew through the air!
(End of this chapter)