Chapter 010 Who Asks for Mercy

You, you, you demon! Xu Batian had long lost his initial dominance, and he was filled with great fear towards this demon.

"No problem, I'll make it quick for you." Qin Lang clapped his hands and turned to Lin Yuqing, saying: "Miss Lin, how do you want him to die?"

Why? Why? Xu Batian finally swallowed the breath in his heart, dying with his eyes wide open

Xu Batian swung his great knife, striking down towards Qin Lang's neck. The force of this blow was immense, producing a series of sharp sounds as it cut through the air. If this strike were to land, unless Qin Lang possessed a body of bronze or iron, he would only face the fate of being severed in body and mind.

"Cut off an arm, and you can live." Qin Lang said coldly to the surrounding bandits without even glancing at Xu Batian, who was sprawled on the ground.

All the bandits looked at Qin Lang, their hearts already filled with sorrow. They regretted a thousand times over; they should never have listened to Xu Batian's words to kick this iron plate. This is not merely an iron plate; it is akin to a wolf's fang club forged from high-quality steel.

With a loud bang, Qin Lang's body seemed to be nailed to the ground, remaining completely still. In contrast, Xu Batian stumbled, swaying for several moments under the force of Qin Lang's punch before finally regaining his balance.

"How is that possible? How could you..." Xu Batian was so shocked that he could not speak.

In the chaotic turbulence between the lakes and the books, both the body and spirit of Qin Lang underwent a qualitative transformation, and the subsequent transaction further brought about an indescribable change in Qin Lang's physical form

This scream also sent chills down the spines of these bandits, causing waves of coldness to surge within them

This punch awakened Xu Batian, causing his entire arm to go numb, and the hand gripping the large knife began to tremble slightly. The tip of the knife dragged on the ground as he looked at Qin Lang with eyes full of disbelief

It seems that your big brother is no longer of any use. Hehe! Qin Lang placed his hands on his hips, striking a rather silly pose. As he flexed his fingers, a series of cracking sounds emanated from his joints

Standing before Xu Batian, Qin Lang lowered his head and looked at Xu Batian, smiling as he said: "Did you not just say that if I kneel and bow my head, you would spare my life? What about now? Do you still want me to bow my head?"

In the face of this sudden attack, Qin Lang appeared to be fully prepared. Just as Xu Batian was about to execute a downward strike, Qin Lang delivered a kick to the blade of Xu Batian's large sword. This kick caused Xu Batian to lose his grip on the sword, and with his right hand loosening, the large sword flew out.

At this moment, not a single bandit obeyed Xu Batian's orders. When faced with the choice between following the commands of their leader and preserving their lives, these bandits unhesitatingly chose the latter

In the past, when faced with this strike, Qin Lang could only watch helplessly as the large blade descended upon his neck. However, Qin Lang at this moment is no longer the same as before

Why am I so unlucky?" the bandit silently thought before his consciousness faded away

Xu Batian lay sprawled on the ground, his eyes bulging and his mouth wide open, unable to utter even a single cry of despair. He could not fathom how this individual could be so formidable, especially considering that he had been fleeing from his pursuit earlier.

"Look, you have killed your brother!" Qin Lang stared speechlessly at the dead bandit and said to Xu Batian

"Demon? I quite like that title." Qin Lang smiled slightly and stepped toward Xu Batian's right leg.

"Brothers, what are you standing there for? Charge at him! Let's all take this little brat down together!" Xu Batian shouted loudly at the bandits who were standing still.

Whoever rushes up first will be the next Xu Batian

Crack! Another sound of bones shattering echoed, and the surrounding bandits, upon seeing Xu Batian, who was trampled like a pile of mud, trembled slightly in their legs. Some, like the author of the illustrations, were already preparing to flee.

Ah! A scream suddenly rang out. It was a hapless bandit who had been struck by the flying broadsword, which had pierced directly into his chest. With an expression of incredulity and confusion, the bandit slowly fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he was deeply unwilling to accept such a fate.

I want you dead! Xu Batian shouted loudly, at this moment his arm had regained some sensation. Taking advantage of Qin Lang's unpreparedness, he executed a swift strike aimed at Qin Lang's chest.

"Whoever dares to run, I will chase and beat them! I will turn them into the second Xu Batian!" Qin Lang did not even lift his head, speaking softly, yet his words caused the surrounding bandits to feel as if their legs had rooted to the ground, standing still and not daring to move an inch

Roar! The bandits surrounding them, seeing their leader suffer a loss, raised their weapons and charged at Qin Lang. However, Qin Lang would not give them the opportunity; with a leap, he appeared in front of Xu Batian, swinging his fist down fiercely at Xu Batian.

This punch appeared unremarkable, showing no signs of threat. After all, Qin Lang had not yet learned any form of martial arts, and his punch lacked any semblance of technique, remaining at the level of a crude fistfight. However, Xu Batian understood that this punch contained an incredible power, and if it were to land, the consequences would be severe

A sharp crack echoed clearly in the ears of every bandit, followed immediately by a scream resembling that of a slaughtered pig.

The elevation of the spirit; Xu Batian's strike appeared to Qin Lang as if it were a slow-motion image, clear and distinct. The qualitative change in the physical body also enabled the body's movements to keep pace with the reactions of the spirit

With a relaxed shift to the left, he evaded Xu Batian's strike, simultaneously clenching his right fist and, as he turned, he delivered a punch towards Xu Batian's large blade

"Little brat, do you realize how formidable I am now?" Qin Lang shouted, his figure shifting in an instant, not giving Xu Batian any chance to react. With a swing of his fist, he struck towards Xu Batian once more

Qin Lang stomped repeatedly on Xu Batian's legs, starting from the sole of his foot, then to the calf, knee, and thigh. After finishing with the right leg, he switched to the left leg, step by step, until Xu Batian's lower body had turned into a puddle of mush

Bang

"Hmph, little brat, whether you want to kill or torture me, just make it quick!" Xu Batian said fiercely

As Xu Batian charged towards him, Qin Lang swiftly stepped forward to meet him.

Xu Batian's right hand remained numb, and at this moment, he was too weak to wield his sword in defense. He could only retreat alongside the books while raising his left hand to shield himself.

No problem. Qin Lang turned around and leaned down to Xu Batian, saying: "So, bald naked man, how do you want to die?"

Uh... upon being suddenly questioned by Qin Lang, Lin Yuqing took a long time to respond, stammering as she replied: "I, I don't know either, I, I just know that you need to avenge those who have died."

After a heart-stopping silence, a series of anguished screams echoed throughout the Baishi Mountain.

Xu Batian, who can dominate the mountain and lead these bandits, possesses considerable skills that earn the respect of the outlaws. However, the current situation is that the elder brother has had his arm broken by a single punch, and the sound of the bone fracturing seems to still echo in the ears of these bandits, while the cries of agony continue to reverberate throughout the mountain. All the bandits have halted their advance, standing still in place, not daring to move an inch.

Ah! Xu Batian's numb right hand supported his already severed left hand. As his body collapsed, he sat down heavily on the ground, realizing that he had kicked a hard iron plate this time

Brothers, let's go together! With a firm bite of his teeth, Xu Batian was also filled with a fierce determination. Being a bandit means living on the edge of a knife; it is either you die or I die. In the moment of life and death, Xu Batian would also be stirred by the ruthless strength deep within him