Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

Chapter 249 You are polluting the air even if you are alive

Yan Nansheng stood in the cave, his spear piercing through the Tatar soldier's neck and deeply into the stone wall.

The man nailed to the stone wall opened his eyes wide, his face full of fear and despair, while the Tatar soldiers around him quickly regained their composure after the initial shock.

There are so many of them, and they were not prepared for her sneak attack on one of them, so it won't have any impact on them.

We can only blame that person for his bad luck, as he was ambushed.

They didn't believe that a child could pose any threat to them. In their eyes, Yan Nansheng was just a sheep delivered to their doorstep.

"Haha, kid, what do you think you can do to us? You are just one person, and there are so many of us here. You can't escape today."

A Tatar soldier said arrogantly, the flesh on his face trembling as he spoke, his eyes full of contempt.

Yan Nansheng didn't say anything. She just held the spear tightly and looked at the Tatar soldiers as if she were looking at a group of dead people.

Her eyes were filled with anger and determination, and the rage in her heart was like a raging fire.

She thought of the girl whose skin had been peeled off, and of the cruelty and evil deeds of the Tatar soldiers, and the anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed.

"You are worse than animals. Your existence is a waste of air."

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the spear in her hand. "When I think about living under the same sky with scum like you, I find it hard to breathe and feel sick."

Yan Nansheng's voice was very soft, as if the person in front of him was not an enemy but a friend whispering.

Her calm attitude, contemptuous tone, and the powerful aura that gradually emanated from her made the Tatar soldiers' hearts tremble slightly.

But they quickly suppressed their fear, as they thought Yan Nansheng was just bluffing.

Yan Nansheng took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Then she slowly raised her head and looked at the Tatar soldiers, her eyes full of murderous intent.

"Today, none of you will be able to leave here alive." Yan Nansheng's voice was cold and firm, like a judgment from hell.

The Tatar soldiers were enraged by Yan Nansheng's words. They took up their weapons and attacked Yan Nansheng.

Yan Nansheng was not afraid at all. She shook the spear in her hand, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light.

She flashed and rushed towards the Tatar soldiers like lightning. However, as if to vent her anger, Yan Nansheng threw her spear aside and rushed forward with bare hands.

When the Tatar soldiers saw that Yan Nansheng wanted to fight them without even using weapons, they instantly felt that they were being underestimated.

"Boy! Don't be so arrogant!" They roared, waving their weapons and rushing towards Yan Nansheng.

Yan Nansheng had no time to listen to their barking.

The hands at his sides trembled, and his supernatural powers were exerted to the extreme.

There seemed to be an invisible force surrounding her body, making her every movement full of powerful explosive power.

With just one punch, the Tatar soldier who had been shouting and shouting was knocked against the rock wall.

The chest of the Tatar soldier was completely sunken, and one could even see his broken ribs sticking out of his chest.

The remaining Tatar soldiers stood there in a daze, still maintaining their attacking posture, obviously frightened by Yan Nansheng's move.

Their eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief.

What a terrifying internal force! They thought Yan Nansheng was a martial arts master, and instantly they dared not underestimate Yan Nansheng.

Several people looked at each other, and slowly surrounded Yan Nansheng, wanting to fight her to death.

No matter how deep one's internal energy is, it will eventually be exhausted. With so many of them, they will surely exhaust her to death.

This man looks so young. Even if he has been practicing internal energy since his mother's womb, he cannot withstand the attack of so many people.

If Yan Nansheng knew what they were thinking, he would just sneer.

I haven't used my internal energy yet, I'm afraid you'd die too quickly. You'd all be dead before I vent my anger.

You can't hold back your anger, especially if you are a woman, so Yan Nansheng raised the corners of his mouth.

You bastards, be prepared to bear my wrath.

There were thirty-five Tatar soldiers, one was stabbed to death, and then another was killed by a punch. Oh, and there was another one dead at the door.

There were thirty-two people left.

Yan Nansheng glanced at them, and the Tatar soldiers who were being looked at instantly felt their hair stand on end.

They felt an unprecedented pressure, as if they were being stared at by a ferocious beast.

Yan Nansheng glanced at a few children in the corner. They were all lying there motionless, and he didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

Yan Nansheng has always been obsessed with human cubs, probably because human cubs are so rare in the end times, so she is always soft-hearted when it comes to children.

Seeing the children lying there, their lives unknown, his anger flared up again.

We have to take the children back quickly and resolve this issue quickly.

So Yan Nansheng moved his hands and feet, dodged and launched an attack.

Her speed is as fast as lightning, dazzling.

Each of her punches and kicks carried great power, as if they could destroy everything.

The Tatar soldiers were horrified to find that they were unable to resist Yan Nansheng's attack at all.

Their weapons were like fragile branches in front of Yan Nansheng and were easily broken.

A Tatar soldier looked at Yan Nansheng in horror, his heart filled with fear.

He wanted to run away, but his legs felt as heavy as lead and he couldn't move at all.

He watched Yan Nansheng rushing towards him, his heart filled with despair.

"How is this possible? How can a child have such powerful strength?"

He shouted in his heart, but no one could answer him.

Another Tatar soldier was so frightened that he trembled all over, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his throat seemed to be blocked and no sound came out.

He could only watch Yan Nansheng's fist coming towards him, his heart filled with regret.

"Why did we mess with this demon?" he thought to himself, but it was too late.

Yan Nansheng shuttled among the Tatar soldiers, her figure like a ghost, making it impossible to grasp.

Her attack was like a violent storm, impossible to resist.

The Tatar soldiers fell one after another, their eyes full of fear and despair. They finally realized that they had provoked someone they shouldn't have provoked.

As the battle progressed, the atmosphere in the cave became increasingly tense.

The Tatar soldiers were filled with fear and they didn't know how to deal with Yan Nansheng's attack.

They could only wave their weapons desperately, hoping to block Yan Nansheng's attack.

But their efforts were in vain, Yan Nansheng's power was too strong and they could not resist it at all.

After a stick of incense, Yan Nansheng finally ended the battle.

She stood in the cave, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and the anger in her heart gradually subsided.