C841 Evil Slaves
C841 Evil Slaves
In their eyes, human life was the least valuable thing.
So when they saw two more people suddenly appear in front of these two escaping slaves, these serfs actually did not notice how terrifying these two people were at all.
In the territory of Old Master Ba Yi, he had been the ruler of this land for generations, the spokesperson of Buddha in this world. Therefore, no one had the right to interfere with what Old Master Ba Yi's people were doing in this land.
It was even more reasonable that they didn't know these two people. Their clothes weren't gorgeous either, and they didn't seem like people with status. At most, they were just two free Ascetic Cultivators.
As for the fanatics who had gotten rid of their servant-slave status, they were the free Ascetic Cultivators. Apart from the nobles, the monks, and the Buddhist men in the temple, only they could casually walk on this wasteland.
As for the serfs, their fate was always to be confined in a fixed place, doing the same bitter work for generations to come.
The one who spoke was obviously the leader of the group of slaves. As soon as he finished speaking, a slave holding a long whip immediately put away the long whip. With a swoosh, he pulled out a bright and sharp long blade from his waist. The long blade was extremely sharp, and there was even a smell of blood on the edge of the long blade.
Obviously, this long blade had cut off the limbs of countless people, cut off many ears and noses, and chopped off the heads of many people.
The young female slave who was crawling on the ground had already given up all resistance at this time. Her eyes were only filled with death and there was no longer any fear in her eyes.
It was obvious that she had given up all hope of living.
On the other hand, the young man who was kneeling in front of Yang Qiu finally had two streams of tears flowing down from his frightened eyes.
"Wait!"
Yang Qiu's cold voice was heard. The slave who was about to attack was stunned. However, the leader of the slaves sneered and laughed loudly. He swung the long whip in his hand and a loud sound was heard.
"Ascetic Cultivator, you dare to meddle in Old Master Ba Yi's business? You are really tired of living! Get lost immediately. I can spare your life!"
As soon as the leader finished speaking, more than twenty men burst into laughter. Intentionally or unintentionally, they all reached out their hands and pulled out a long saber from their waists.
Yang Qiu only had one sentence:
"Get lost! Otherwise, all of you will die!"
The group of burly men instantly fell silent. Including the leader, he was stunned.
They didn't expect this. They did not expect that there would actually be someone who would stand up for a slave who had escaped.
This was simply something that they didn't dare to imagine.
One had to know that serfs were the private property of these old masters. They had the right to do anything, even if it was the Buddhas of the temple. They would never do anything for a slave who had escaped.
The leader of the serfs seemed to have found something fun. He looked at Yang Qiu with interest, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.
"Ascetic Cultivator, do you know who these two escaped slaves belong to? The land within ten thousand miles belongs to us, Old Master Ba Yi. How dare you behave atrociously here?"
The leader stared at Yang Qiu, his eyes narrowed into slits, revealing a cold and vicious expression, like a poisonous snake.
Yang Qiu's expression was exceptionally calm. He looked at the leader and spoke in a very calm tone.
The calmer he was, the more furious he was. He was afraid that it would only take a while for him to find out how terrifying he was.
"Get lost!"
Yang Qiu spat out a word faintly, angering the leader. He waved his hand and the big man, who had been eager to fight, swung his long blade at Yang Qiu's neck.
This time, it was fast and ruthless. Furthermore, this big man was obviously not an ordinary person. At least, he was equivalent to those martial arts experts on Earth. His strength and speed were comparable to the Dragon Thorn special forces soldiers back on Earth.
Unfortunately, this kind of strength was not worth mentioning in front of Yang Qiu.
Gui Yuan's Buddha Kingdom Although it was only the size of the solar system, This place was shrouded by a mystical law. This was the world of Gui Yuan's Buddha Lord. Therefore, Gui Yuan's Buddha Lord was a supreme existence. This Buddha Lord was ranked in the top 100 of the 3,000 Buddha Lord. Its true strength should be at the semi-sage realm.
And this was his world. Even though Yang Qiu was equal to a Third Grade Of Great Luo Golden Immortal, there were all kinds of factors added together. He wasn't as powerful as he was right now, but he could still easily destroy a planet.
Therefore, in his eyes, this burly man was nothing more than an ant.
The sabre in the burly man's hand slashed fiercely at Yang Qiu's neck. The fleeing slave man was so frightened that he closed his eyes. The other slaves cheered, but very quickly, they were unable to cheer.
Crack! Crack!
The long saber that was made of steel seemed to have cut into solid granite. It directly broke into two halves. The broken tip of the saber actually pierced straight into the heart of the man who was wielding the saber.
The big horse rushed out more than ten meters before the man fell to the ground. He could not be more dead.
The smile on the face of the leader of the slaves immediately disappeared. His face became gloomy. When he looked at Yang Qiu, the corner of his mouth had a ferocious look.
"Ascetic Cultivator, you. . . You are courting death. . . ! We are the guards of Young Master Ba Yi, and now, Young Master Ba Yi is accompanying two Great Buddhas. These two slaves are the people that the Great Buddha wanted. How dare you kill the guards of Young Master Ba Yi? You are going to die for sure! "
Yang Qiu shook his head, but didn't say anything. He just tilted his head towards Ji Sha.
Ji Sha respectfully bowed towards Yang Qiu. After that, he walked towards the group of evil slaves. He didn't do anything. He just did it casually. One in each hand, miserable screams were heard far away. More than twenty slaves died in the blink of an eye, leaving only the leader who was so scared that his face twisted.
"You. . . !"
"Get lost!! Go back and tell that young master Ba Yi that my master will pay him a visit very soon!"
With a wave of Ji Sha's hand, the leader was sent flying from the horse's back. He fell onto the ground and rolled more than ten times. There was not a single part of his face and body that was still intact.
The group of slaves had been scared silly.
They thought they were going to die. They were in a desperate situation and asked for help from the two people on the side of the road. However, things had turned out like this.
The two people who had been saved did not feel grateful or happy at all. Instead, they were extremely terrified.
"You. . . You. . . Quickly run! You have killed young master Ba Yi's guards, we are dead meat!"
Yang Qiu slowly turned around and looked at the man. When he saw Yang Qiu's calm eyes, a strong sense of life suddenly emerged in the man's heart. It was as if he could see the true hope of life in Yang Qiu's eyes.
"Follow us to young master Ba Yi's manor! I guarantee that you will be fine!"
Ji Sha gently broke the shackles on the legs of the couple who were running away and took out two sets of clean clothes. At this moment, the couple finally reacted.
They couldn't help but rub their eyes, unable to believe what they saw.
Were these clothes made out of thin air?
Even Old Master Ba Yi couldn't do it!
Only those high and mighty Buddhas had such a magical ability.