The villagers were stunned when they saw Yang Ye charge at them.

What’s he trying to do?

It didn’t take long for quite strange expressions to appear on their faces.

Yang Ye wanted to kill!

The villages didn’t run. Because Butcher had suddenly appeared before Yang Ye, and then he used his palm as a blade to chop lightly at Yang Ye.

A ray of saber energy flashed.

Bang!

Yang Ye’s figure was blasted away, all the way out of the village.

Wang Erya blinked, and then she vanished into the distance.

She’d fled.

As for the other spectators, they were stunned for a moment, and then they vanished as well.

Only four people remained here. Bai Zhixian, the slovenly old man, an older woman with a vegetable basket, and Butcher.

The slovenly old man raised the wine gourd on his waist, took a big gulp, and said, “Not ba.”

The woman nodded, “Not bad indeed!”

Butcher shook his head slightly, “This kid’s desire to kill is too strong, too strong!”

“So what?” The old man puckered his lips, “Which cultivator doesn’t kill? Butcher, do you refrain from killing? Moreover, I don’t think he kills just for killing. If he really...