Li Yujiao's expression was cold, her delicate lips curled up slightly with a look of disdain.

Qi Linhe shouted in a long voice: "Li Yujiao, these brothers are just helping me. The crime will not lead to death. Please be lenient!"

Li Yujiao remained silent and looked at him mockingly.

"Damn it, I'll fight you!" Qi Linhe shouted angrily and rushed over like a giant elephant, reaching Li Yujiao in one go.

"Tsk!" When he came closer, he suddenly raised his left arm, and three points of cold light shot out.

"Ding..." There was a crisp sound and a flash of cold light. Li Yujiao did not retreat but moved forward. The white rainbow-like sword light swayed with three points of cold light and pierced straight out.

Qi Linhe suddenly paused. The four old men behind him paused and shouted: "Young Master!"

"Uh..." Qi Linhe slowly lowered his head, looked at the sword that pierced his heart, then looked up at Li Yujiao, his eyes widened, shocked and unwilling to accept the pain, and slowly raised his right arm.

"Chi!" Several more cold rays shot out.

The two of them were close at hand, and the hand crossbow was fired at extremely fast speeds. Li Yujiao did not expect that there were still arrows on the crossbow, nor did she expect that he would fight back so viciously before his death.

She watched the crossbow arrow approaching and wanted to avoid it.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and the three crossbow arrows suddenly folded, turned at a right angle, and flew to the side. They landed on the ground and hit a long knife on the ground.

Li Yujiao turned her head quickly and met Li Muchan's smiling eyes.

She didn't expect that it would be Li Muchan who saved her. She gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "...Thank you so much!"

Li Muchan smiled, understanding that she was feeling awkward, and said with a smile: "It takes a little effort, just by chance,...Miss Li, in my opinion, the culprits will be punished, so these people should be spared."

"...Disciples of Saint Xuefeng, stop!" Li Yujiao looked at him for a long time, then slowly raised her hand.

The women retreated suddenly, stopped moving, and pointed their long swords at the big men.

Li Yujiao said in a deep voice: "Get out of the valley and let them go!"

The two rows of female disciples at the entrance of the valley moved aside to make way for them, and stared coldly at the big men.

All the big men no longer had the fighting spirit. When they saw them getting out of the way, they hurriedly ran out, looking like bereaved dogs in a state of panic.

Li Muchan suddenly titheed and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, your merits are immeasurable!"
Chapter completed!