It turned out to be Yan Batian's brother.
Ye Qingying's fingers, gripping the sword hilt, tightened further.
Xiao Yao, however, now held a long sword in her hand, though no one knew when she had acquired it.
The tip of the sword tapped lightly on the roof of the carriage.
Ye Qingying knew she was warning him not to act rashly.
But these assassins were beyond his capabilities; he had only been learning his swordplay for a few days!
Xiao Yao tapped again, this time with more seriousness.
Ye Qingying felt a sense of helplessness.
The moment Xiao Yao suddenly leaped up, he swung the long sword in his hand.
A corner of the carriage window curtain was lifted, and before anyone could get a clear look at the person inside, they felt a chilling aura surge towards them.
A long sword flew out from the carriage window.
Xiao Yao's eyes lit up, and with a flip in mid-air, the long sword landed steadily in her hand.
Master's sword!
Seeing this, the bearded man's face darkened, and he roared, "Kill them!"
With a wave of his hand, over thirty black-clad figures leaped up, brandishing sabers and swords as they charged towards Xiao Yao.
Ye Qingying, peering through the carriage window curtain, watched the small, delicate figure.
Initially, his palm remained tightly clenched, perhaps due to unease, and a surge of blood seemed to churn within his chest.
But soon, the furrow in his brow eased.
He had underestimated Xiao Yao's abilities.
He truly hadn't expected that a young girl who had only been learning his swordplay for less than half a month could have mastered his techniques so proficiently.
She could even incorporate her own understanding into the sword moves.
The previously unpracticed sword techniques suddenly became unpredictable.
They became completely unfathomable.
The over thirty black-clad men were soon more than half of them wounded.
The bearded man, enraged, brandished his saber and leaped from his horse, lunging forward ferociously.
Xiao Yao continued to meet him with her sword.
Ye Qingying's gaze deepened; Xiao Yao might not be able to handle the bearded man's power.
"Be careful!" He was about to emerge from the carriage.
But then he saw Xiao Yao suddenly twist her wrist, and with several swift whooshing sounds, sharp and piercing, yet subtle.
However, those without profound cultivation would have no chance to hear them clearly.
The bearded man spun in mid-air, narrowly dodging.
They were several silver needles!
In a blink, the dead girl's long sword was already at his face.
The bearded man roared and slashed down with his saber.
He thought the dead girl would surely dodge, thus he wouldn't need to evade her sword energy.
Unexpectedly, this dead girl neither dodged nor evaded.
The sword energy struck instantly.
The bearded man's breath hitched in fear, and he immediately drew his saber to defend himself.
But as he retracted his saber, he inadvertently injured himself.
And the girl's sword energy was unavoidable!
With a *ci* sound, the sword energy struck him squarely in the face.
The bearded man's eyes widened, he spat blood, and fell straight down.
He died with his eyes wide open.
Seeing their leader killed with a single strike, the remaining black-clad men dared not fight any longer. They turned and fled in an instant.
Xiao Yao stood before the bearded man's corpse, looking at the long sword in her hand, somewhat dazed.
She didn't even react when Ye Qingying landed beside her.
"You're injured!" Ye Qingying's voice was filled with intense anger. "Who told you to fight like that!"
To injure the enemy, she didn't even care about herself!
Such a move, which inflicted a thousand injuries on the enemy at the cost of five hundred on oneself, could lead to losing one's life with a single misstep!
This girl was too disobedient!
"Master, I..." Xiao Yao looked at him, her consciousness still somewhat adrift.
She didn't know what had happened just now. As soon as she held Master's long sword, she felt a heavy killing intent emanating from it.
That killing intent was so strong that she couldn't control it.
She was not someone who would disregard her own safety to injure the enemy; she was the most afraid of getting hurt!
But she truly didn't know why, holding Master's sword, her moves became somewhat uncontrollable!