In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

"A bunch of trash!"

Brother Wang shouted angrily, blaming his subordinates for being vulnerable and also expressing his anger at himself for not anticipating that Li Zimo would be so powerful.

He quickly drew a weapon from his waist, a long sword that emitted a faint spiritual light all over, which was obviously a rare spiritual weapon.

The spiritual power in his body surged, and he rushed towards Li Zimo with great momentum.

Li Zimo stood still, with no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he had already seen through everything.

When Brother Wang's sword light approached, he calmly swung his sword to meet it.

There was a flash of sword light, and it arrived first, accurately breaking through Brother Wang's protective spiritual power. The long sword was like lightning, easily cutting off the opponent's arm holding the knife.

This attack not only demonstrated Li Zimo's amazing speed and judgment, but also highlighted his superb and ruthless swordsmanship.

Brother Wang’s screams pierced the night sky, accompanied by his stumbling figure, as if foreshadowing the coming of doomsday.

Li Zimo's second sword followed closely, cutting straight at the throat.

He tried his best to take out a heavy shield, trying to block Li Zimo's fatal sword, but he was still a step too slow.

Although the shield blocked the sharp edge of the sword, it failed to completely eliminate its force. Li Zimo's second sword still hit his chest heavily, knocking him away and finally falling into the fleeing crowd.

"puff--"

Brother Wang spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes full of disbelief and fear.

He struggled to raise his head, looked at Li Zimo who was pressing him step by step, and shouted with his last bit of strength:

"I... I am Wang Xiaofeng, the leader of the Bishuiyun Guard. You can't kill me! Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill me?"

However, Li Zimo's footsteps did not pause at all. His eyes were cold and firm, as if all the threats and pleas in the world could not shake his determination.

Under Brother Wang's terrified gaze, Li Zimo slowly raised his sword and pierced his body without hesitation.

As the sword fell, Brother Wang's eyes widened, then closed forever with endless regret and unwillingness.

At this moment, a firework bloomed in the sky, breaking the brief silence.

Li Zimo turned around and saw a Bishuiyunwei who had not had time to take action due to fear, standing there with a firework tube in his hand.

When their eyes met in the air, the Bishuiyunwei's face instantly turned as pale as paper.

In a hurry, he dropped the firework tube in his hand, letting it roll to the ground with a dull sound.

Then, his knees gave way and he fell to the ground without any dignity, his head buried deeply, his eyes closed, his whole body trembling with fear.

Li Zimo ignored the Bishuiyunwei who was begging for mercy, but walked straight towards Yue Qiangwei.

Yue Qiangwei had already been frightened out of his wits by this scene. When he saw Li Zimo approaching, he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed madly, and kept shouting:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please spare my life..."

His forehead was broken, blood and tears were mixed together, and the ground beneath him was also soaked.

However, there was no trace of pity on Li Zimo's face.

He said grimly:

"Buddha does not save those who deserve to die. You have set up a conspiracy and framed the innocent, and you have already set yourself up for death."

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand flashed with cold light again, and he swung it towards Yue Qiangwei without hesitation.

Just as the sword was about to fall, a woman came from the distance. Her voice was crisp and rapid, with a majesty that could not be ignored:

"stop!"

The sound penetrated the surrounding noise and struck people's hearts.

After hearing this cry, Yue Qiangwei's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible joy, as if he saw hope of survival.

However, Li Zimo seemed to have not heard anything, and the sword in his hand did not slow down at all, and it wiped across Yue Qiangwei's neck cleanly and neatly.

Yue Qiangwei's screams were suddenly interrupted, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and despair.

Until the last moment of his life, he could not believe that he would die so easily at the hands of Li Zimo's sword.

The woman who witnessed all this turned pale in an instant. She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes as sharp as ice as she stared at Li Zimo.

Her eyes were filled with anger and deep doubt, as if she wanted to see through every corner of his heart.

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

The woman's voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, revealing her extreme anger and unwillingness.

She couldn't understand why the man in front of her could take a life so easily and be so cold and ruthless to life.

Li Zimo stood there, facing the woman's eyes full of anger and doubt, his face remained as calm as water, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

He slowly put away his sword and looked into the distance with deep eyes, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, he slowly spoke:

"Everything in the world has its cause and effect. He sowed evil seeds and must bear the consequences. I am not a saint and cannot save others, but what I can do is to ensure justice is served."

Although his voice was soft, it revealed an unquestionable firmness and strength.

"speak English."

The woman interrupted coldly, her tone revealing obvious impatience, and it was obvious that she was not interested in Li Zimo's previous mysterious words.

Li Zimo sighed slightly when he heard this. He understood that the woman's anger and doubts were not unreasonable.

He then explained succinctly:

"Even after we returned the 100,000 spirit stones, Yue Qiangwei was still unsatisfied and returned with the IOU to extort money. We presented the photo stone as proof of repayment, but he attempted to snatch it away. In self-defense, I taught him a lesson. However, after the arrival of the Bishuiyun Guards, Yue Qiangwei not only distorted the truth but also colluded with the commander to destroy the evidence and kill us. I was forced to retaliate in self-defense."

After Li Zimo finished speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and a piece of photo stone fell steadily into the woman's hand.

She took the photo stone and examined it carefully. As the images moved, her anger gradually dissipated, replaced by shock at the truth and complex emotions about Li Zimo's behavior.

"Then why did you kill them? Can't you leave it to us?"

There was a subtle hint of reproach in the woman's words.

Li Zimo smiled slightly, his eyes revealing a bit of helplessness and determination:

"You? Are you referring to the Bishuiyun Guards? Didn't I kill the Bishuiyun Guards?"

The woman was speechless when she heard this. She didn't expect Li Zimo to refute her so directly.

After a moment, she came to her senses and gave an order to Han Jie, the leader of the Bishuiyun Guard who had just arrived:

"Han Jie, you must immediately arrange for someone to dispose of the bodies here. Then, go to the homes of Yue Qiangwei and Wang Xiaofeng and give all their property to Li Zimo as compensation. At the same time, I want you to conduct a thorough investigation within the Bishuiyun Guards. If anyone is found to be distorting the facts or colluding with others, their property will be confiscated and their entire family will be exterminated. No leniency will be shown!"

"Yes, Lord Yun!"

Han Jie took the order and quickly organized people to start the operation.