Ling Feng slowly put down the child in his arms, his silhouette now appeared so desolate.
Ling Yao looked at those children, then looked at Ling Feng, her lips trembled, but ultimately she said nothing.
"Since that's the case, kill all these cowardly city guards who fear power, only leave one alive for interrogation." Ling Feng's harsh words squeezed out from his mouth.
Without needing Ling Feng to say more, countless sword lights from Song Ruozhao flew out, slaughtering all those city guards wielding laughable weapons.
Song Ruozhao laughed recklessly, as if these people were his enemies.
The one captain who survived threw down his weapon and fell to the ground, trembling at Song Ruozhao, who looked like a sword immortal, unable to utter a word.
Ling Feng was particularly skilled in these mind-reading techniques, he walked over and looked into the captain's eyes, then put his left hand on his head.
