Chapter 116 A Little Too Shameless

Wan Lei didn't understand Qi Manyao's feelings. He was a natural-born warrior who didn't have much concept of human life.

But Qi Manyao was different. She was just a little girl, although she had seen private battles, but last time it was all Wan Lei who did the killing.

This time was different.

The feeling of personally killing the enemy,

The sound of the axe splitting flesh,

The sight of bones breaking, muscles tearing, and blood spraying,

The helpless wails of the enemy before their death,

All stimulated her nerves.

During the battle, she was fully focused and had no time to worry about these things, but once she relaxed, this feeling surged into her heart, and most people simply couldn't bear it.

The visual impact of those scenes, the stimulation of the bloody smell, even if she didn't go crazy, would make her feel extremely nauseous.

She was just a teenage girl.

"Who dares to kill someone from my Duanmu clan? Leave your life behind!"

As if verifying Wan Lei's words, at this moment a loud shout came from the distance, and when Wan Lei and Sui Xiaohang looked, they saw three Foundation Establishment cultivators flying over quickly.

Great, what he feared came true. They killed someone and didn't leave quickly, and now the people seeking revenge had arrived.

"Ruichuan, Chuan'er!!!"

The middle-aged cultivator at the head saw the corpse of the gorgeously dressed youth lying on the ground with his head separated from his body, and spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

"It's Duanmu Yun, Duanmu Feng's younger brother, and also a strong cultivator in the upper level of the Foundation Establishment stage. The other two are in the middle level. Qi Manyao is definitely dead this time."

Sui Xiaohang said with a drastic change in his expression.

"Yo, the Duanmu family is really pitiful. Duanmu Feng died a few days ago, and now Duanmu Yun is also going to die. This family has offended the Grand Duke Jupiter."

Wan Lei said with a chuckle.

"Why is Lei-shao so confident? Do you think Qi Manyao can defeat those three people? You must be joking. Do you think everyone is like you?"

Sui Xiaohang said in surprise.

"Qi Manyao can't do it, but don't forget that she has a Ferryman of Heavenly Tribulation in the Core Formation stage behind her. That person will definitely help her."

Wan Lei said leisurely.

Duanmu Yun was so angry that he wished he could tear Qi Manyao apart on the spot. His blood-red eyes stared at Qi Manyao, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "You dog thief, return my son's life!"

Qi Manyao also knew her own capabilities, and that she was definitely not the opponent, so she immediately turned around and fled.

But no matter how fast she was, how could she be faster than Duanmu Yun, who was at the upper level of the Foundation Establishment stage? Duanmu Yun flew directly behind Qi Manyao and punched her in the back. Qi Manyao spat out a large mouthful of blood on the spot and fell heavily to the ground.

Duanmu Yun was too strong. The power of this punch alone caused Qi Manyao's cultivation to shake, her meridians were disordered, her spiritual power was difficult to gather, and she couldn't even stand up.

"Master, it would be too easy to kill her like this. Why don't we catch her and torture her severely, force her to reveal the mastermind behind the scenes, and then skin her alive and torture her for a while, so that she can't live or die, and only then can we relieve the hatred in our hearts!"

A Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivator offered a bad idea.

Duanmu Yun snorted coldly upon hearing this, "Naturally, that's what we're going to do. Her lowly life is not worth a single hair of my son. There must be someone behind her instructing her.

But before that, let's destroy her cultivation first!"

After saying that, Duanmu Yun raised his fist and smashed it towards Qi Manyao's dantian.

Wan Lei felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, that Core Formation cultivator should have appeared by now. Any later and Qi Manyao would be crippled.

Seeing that Qi Manyao was about to have her cultivation destroyed, but the Core Formation cultivator still didn't appear, Wan Lei couldn't sit still any longer. He immediately flashed and used Thunderous Escape to come to Qi Manyao's side.

The opponent's fist was already very close. Wan Lei didn't have time to use any attacks, so he immediately moved his mind, and a layer of lightning-formed protective shield appeared on Qi Manyao's body.

Duanmu Yun's fist smashed on the protective shield, and lightning flashed instantly. He was bounced away a long distance.

This move was exactly the divine ability brought to Wan Lei by his second rune—Thunderous Defense!

Wan Lei's combat experience exceeded Qi Manyao's by too much. Before Duanmu Yun could react, he smashed his hammer on Duanmu Yun's chin, and Duanmu Yun was sent flying with a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Lei used the Lightning God's authority to condense thunderclouds, and with the help of the lightning in the thunderclouds, he killed the two Foundation Establishment middle-stage cultivators with one hammer each.

"Who are you? How dare you provoke my Duanmu family!"

Duanmu Yun roared at Wan Lei.

Wan Lei wasn't Qi Manyao, so naturally he wouldn't waste words with him. He attacked Duanmu Yun fiercely with his hammer.

At this time, Qi Manyao also stood up. She still had the Thunderous Defense that Wan Lei had cast on her.

Qi Manyao picked up her giant axe, and without saying a word, joined the battle, working together with Wan Lei to fight Duanmu Yun.

Originally, Duanmu Yun could still fight Wan Lei to a draw, and at most would only be at a disadvantage, but once Qi Manyao made a move, Duanmu Yun could no longer hold on.

Wan Lei was extremely sensitive to combat opportunities, so he immediately seized a flaw in Duanmu Yun, condensed the lightning in the sky, and killed Duanmu Yun in one fell swoop.

After killing Duanmu Yun, Wan Lei grabbed Qi Manyao and turned to run. He wouldn't do the same stupid thing as Qi Manyao, killing someone and not leaving, waiting for the enemy to come and kill him.

Seeing this, Sui Xiaohang quickly followed.

The three of them flew for a long time, more than ten miles, before stopping in a valley.

"Thank you, Wan Lei. I didn't expect you to save me again this time."

Qi Manyao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and bowed her head to thank Wan Lei.

"Oh, I've already disguised myself. You can still recognize me?"

Wan Lei widened his eyes and looked at Qi Manyao.

"Tch, you used to talk about me, but look at yourself, your figure hasn't changed, your voice hasn't changed, and even that iconic hammer hasn't changed. Only a ghost couldn't guess it was you."

As she spoke, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Qi Manyao's mouth, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, like a child showing off her cleverness.

"Then since you recognized me, why didn't you kill me? Aren't you always in a life-or-death struggle every time you see me?"

Wan Lei also laughed out loud.

"Well... I won't kill you this time for saving me."

Qi Manyao finished speaking with a serious expression, then suddenly her pretty face turned red, and she lowered her head and chuckled secretly.

She also felt that what she said seemed a little too shameless, as if she could kill him.

"Yo ho, then shouldn't I thank the heroine for not killing me?"

Wan Lei shook his head and smiled, looking at Qi Manyao, and suddenly realized that this silly girl was quite cute when she wasn't aloof.

The two of them looked at each other like this, then moved their gazes away and looked elsewhere.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward and ambiguous.

It was also a coincidence that the two of them, who should have been mortal enemies, would inadvertently join forces to fight the enemy every time they met.

And the facts also proved that both of them were people who could be trusted.

Wan Lei only thought it was a coincidence, but a girl's heart was sensitive. Qi Manyao's pretty face, which was originally pale due to her injuries, turned a layer of red.