Chapter 17

The fire was not large, but the smoke was thick and billowing!

Lu Li's home was a mud fortress in the corner of the tribe, with other mud fortresses some distance away, so the fire would not spread.

However, the fire here had already attracted the attention of many people in the tribe, and more and more people were gathering. Seeing Di Huo, Di Han, and others, some women and elders did not dare to come closer.

Clearly, most of the tribe knew about Di Huo's actions today. Di Ba had become an outer hall elder of the Zhao family, and his prestige within the clan had greatly increased. No one would offend Di Ba's lineage over such a small matter.

Of course...

No one really cared about Lu Li and her siblings. Their only supporter, their sixth uncle, was bedridden and could do nothing.

Seeing the distant tribal members, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Lu Li's mouth. Although she was born and raised in this tribe, she felt no sense of home here. At this moment, her heart turned completely cold.

"Sister, stand to the side. I will injure all these people and take you away from the tribe. Anyone who dares to stop us today, I will cripple them!"

The fire behind her grew larger, casting a red glow on half of her face. After Lu Ling walked out of the courtyard and stood to the side, Lu Li slowly walked out, gradually approaching Di Han.

"Huh?"

Outside, the faces of the dozen or so people, including Di Huo and Di Tian, changed slightly. At this moment, they sensed something different. Lu Li's aura was rising, like a wild beast cornered, preparing to fight to the death.

"Kill—"

Di Han felt he couldn't let Lu Li continue, or her aura would keep rising, and he would be at a disadvantage. He roared, leaped up with one leg, and his long saber did not form any elaborate patterns, but came straight at her.

"An expert!"

An expert's move revealed their skill. Di Han did not display any profound mystic techniques, but with just a simple slash, Lu Li felt her three sides were locked by the saber. She had no other choice but to retreat or resist.

Behind her was the smoking house, leaving her no way to retreat. She had to choose to resist. She bent her legs, gripped the long saber with both hands, and had always fought with one hand, showing the immense pressure Di Han was putting on her.

"Ha!"

She chose to take the initiative, raising the saber high and chopping down heavily, aiming for Di Han's face. Her saber was as fast as ever, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to hit his head.

"Ha ha!"

Di Han sneered. Lu Li had no mystic power and could not cultivate mystic techniques, but he had a mystic movement technique and a mystic saber technique.

Lu Li's powerful slash seemed laughable to him. He could easily dodge her attack and then slash her with his saber.

And that's exactly what he did!

He pressed his saber down, sliding it in a beautiful arc, and his body spun around, aiming the single saber at Lu Li's kneecap. If this slash hit, Lu Li's leg would be crippled, if not broken...

"Hisss~"

Some of the elders in the distance couldn't bear to watch the gruesome scene and turned away. In contrast, Lu Ling remained detached, her face cold, as if it wasn't Lu Li who was about to lose a leg but someone unrelated.

"Ha!"

In the critical moment, Lu Li did not panic. She didn't even look at the saber coming down. She turned her hands, the saber's momentum unchanged, and continued to chop down at Di Han's head in a smooth arc.

A life for a life!

This was Lu Li's strategy. She was prepared to trade her leg for Di Han's life, to see if he had the courage.

Clearly!

Di Han did not have that courage. He wasn't that foolish to trade his life for Lu Li's leg. He had to change his move, flipping his saber up to block Lu Li's attack. The saber was too fast, and he couldn't dodge it.

Lu Li was in mid-air and couldn't use any force. As long as he blocked this saber, he would have an open opportunity to injure her. He had dozens of ways to hurt her.

"Clang clang~"

A spark flashed, and the dull sound of the sabers colliding made everyone's blood boil. The force of this blow was immense, and Di Han's body trembled violently, his legs sinking into the muddy road, leaving deep footprints.

"Not good!"

Di Huo called out softly, and Di Tian's face turned serious. They sensed something was wrong from Di Han's expression.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

Lu Li's saber was deflected, but she didn't stop. In mid-air, she continuously chopped down, each blow aimed at Di Han's head, and in a single breath, she managed to chop four or five times, each with the force of a thousand pounds.

"Clang clang clang!"

The dull sound of metal clashing echoed, sparks flying, and Di Han's face turned grim. Outsiders might not notice, but he knew how difficult it was to block her attacks.

Lu Li had no mystic power, but her strength was not weaker than his, at least a thousand pounds.

Most importantly—Lu Li's saber was incredibly fast. In a single breath, she could chop four or five times, each with the force of a thousand pounds. In just a few moments, she had already chopped a dozen times, and it seemed she would never tire.

The speed of her saber was too fast, one after another, and Di Han couldn't counterattack. If he didn't block, his head would be split open. To avoid death, he had to grit his teeth and block her relentless attacks.

He had already gripped the saber with both hands; otherwise, it would have been knocked away. Even so, blood was seeping from his palms, his hands were numb, his legs were trembling, and his blood was boiling, with a mouthful of blood he was desperately holding back.

"Clang clang clang!"

Lu Li, taking advantage of the situation, landed and leaped up again, continuously chopping down with both hands. Her own blood was also boiling, but she held her breath and continued chopping. She knew that if she couldn't defeat Di Han this time, once she lost momentum, she would be killed by him.

"Clang!"

After chopping seven or eight more times, Di Han's saber suddenly broke. Lu Li's saber always hit the same spot, and although Di Han's saber was a human-grade mystic weapon, Lu Li's saber was also a human-grade mystic weapon. Under continuous heavy chopping, Di Han's saber could no longer withstand the pressure.

"Ah?"

With his saber broken, Di Han's defenses were open. Seeing Lu Li's saber continue to chop down, he screamed in terror. If she didn't stop, his head would be split open. Di Huo and the others also changed their expressions, and Di Huo roared, "Lu Li, stop!"

The momentum of the saber was too strong, and Lu Li couldn't stop it. At the last moment, she deflected the saber to the side and reduced the force as much as possible.

"Crack!"

The saber fiercely chopped into Di Han's left shoulder, the blade entering three inches, almost severing his left shoulder and arm.

"Ah..."

Di Han screamed in pain, retreating over ten steps, clutching his bleeding shoulder and howling. His eyes were filled with venomous hatred, the pain piercing his heart.

He saw Lu Ling standing not far behind him, and his eyes flickered. Di Han's face turned sinister, and he lunged at Lu Ling, howling, "Little brat, you dare to hurt me, I'll cripple your sister's other leg too!"

Lu Ling, who had been standing in the corner with a calm expression, saw Di Han's sinister face approaching. Her calm expression turned to a faint excitement, her face flushed.

She smiled faintly, looking particularly alluring in the firelight, and said calmly, "Unable to defeat your brother, you plan to bully a weak woman? Di Han, you are as useless as your father and uncle. But... are you sure I am easy to bully? Five years ago, I said that anyone who wants to bully us will pay a price, a bloody price!"