One ax and six people.

"Whoosh -" Jiu Qiansui stretched out his hand and slapped it again, causing the spinning ax to shatter into pieces, killing all the enemies that came towards him.

Being so domineering and ruthless immediately silenced the enemies in the hall who were about to make a move.

"Those who don't want to die should stand or sit obediently and don't have any extra things."

"When I get the Thousand-Year Ice Silkworm, and I feel better, I may not kill you."

"You can't all die in front of your village owner."

While Jiu Qiansui warned the dozens of remaining enemies, he grabbed a long sword and walked towards the owner of the Shenlong Manor.

The long sword is simple, but in the hands of a nine thousand year old, it is like the harvest sword of death.

The owner of Shenlong Village turned cold: "What exactly do you want?"

"Hand over the thousand-year-old ice silkworm, and then you die and let me take your head back to Wangbei Teahouse."

Jiu Qiansui kept walking: "I can leave a few fire seeds of Shenlong Villa."

Such arrogance made an old Shenlong man unable to hold back: "You bastard, do you really think Shenlong Villa is weak and can be bullied?"

"Whoosh——" Before the words could be finished, a cold light flashed.

The old Shenlong's body swayed, and then he fell to the ground with a plop, and there was a trace of blood on his throat.
Chapter completed!