As expected.
Faced with the sweeping slash of the saber, Ye Xunhuan did not show a trace of panic, but instead sneered coldly.
"Zhao Ya, you finally decided to show yourself."
As soon as the words fell, it was as if two flas ignited in Ye Xunhuan’s eyes, and the air around him instantly turned scorching hot.
In that mont, Zhao Ya felt as if Ye Xunhuan had vanished, replaced by a blazing inferno.
Moreover, this scorching and domineering true power instantly enveloped the Cold Iron Saber, swiftly spreading up to the hilt.
The horn-made hilt seed to be lting, and the high temperature forced Zhao Ya to release his grip.
But this was the opportunity Zhao Ya had been waiting for.
With a sharp flick of his wrist, the Cold Iron Saber flew out of his hand, shooting straight for Ye Xunhuan’s face.
At the sa ti, Zhao Ya ford his palm into a fist and launched the Immovable Ming King Fist, heading straight for Ye Xunhuan.
This was the real killing move.
Especially after opening up the Heart ridian of the Hand, Zhao Ya’s fist technique had reached new heights, rivaling even Shen Yunshen.
Ye Xunhuan could sense sothing was amiss.
This kid used the saber just to pretend to be weak and then strike.
But it was too late to say anything now.
He could only tilt his head back, avoiding the incoming Cold Iron Saber, while gritting his teeth and using all his strength to shift three feet sideways on flat ground.
Don’t underestimate this three-foot distance.
It helped Ye Xunhuan successfully dodge Zhao Ya’s punch.
But Ye Xunhuan still underestimated the power of this punch.
As the fist wind passed by, the fiery true power on Ye Xunhuan’s body was almost blown out.
Even though he dodged the attack, Ye Xunhuan was still terrified, instinctively wanting to take out his protective firearm.
But he managed to suppress the urge.
Because, apart from Zhao Ya and Wu Bao’Er, no one else knew about this treasure he had.
Unless absolutely necessary, he wasn’t willing to use this firearm in public.
However, this didn’t an Ye Xunhuan was out of options.
With a quick turn of thoughts, he suddenly flipped his wrist and threw two things at Zhao Ya.
Two round iron balls.
They were Thunder Bombs!
Zhao Ya was all too familiar with these.
Back when he fought against Wu Bao’Er, Zhao Ya almost got injured by these Thunder Bombs.
But as ti passed, Zhao Ya’s skills were no longer the sa.
Just as the two Thunder Bombs approached and were about to explode, Zhao Ya moved with lightning speed, knocking the bombs away.
By a stroke of luck, the two Thunder Bombs flew right into the three-family coalition gathering.
Boom!
While still in mid-air, the Thunder Bombs exploded, sending a dozen people flying.
The entire process was as quick as a flash of lightning, unimaginable in speed.
Seeing this scene, Ye Xunhuan’s heart trembled violently.
Because the maneuver Zhao Ya just pulled off looked easy, but was extrely difficult.
It’s important to know that once thrown, the Thunder Bomb is in an incredibly unstable state.
Forget about hitting it with a palm, even a slight touch would trigger an explosion.
Yet Zhao Ya, with an incredibly skilled technique, managed to strike it away in such a precarious mont.
This displayed exceptional prowess.
Ye Xunhuan felt no more will to fight.
What a joke.
Nothing is more important than one’s life. Knowing he couldn’t win, why linger any longer instead of fleeing?
Thus, he turned and ran.
But how could Zhao Ya let him go? He imdiately gave chase.
Ye Xunhuan’s Lightweight Body Technique was good, but still much inferior compared to Zhao Ya’s.
But just as Zhao Ya was about to catch up, he noticed, already on guard, a slight movent from Ye Xunhuan’s shoulder and instantly knew sothing was wrong, instinctively ducking down.
Bang.
A gunshot rang out.
Zhao Ya felt a massive gust pass over his head, causing his hair to whip around violently.
Seeing his first shot miss, Ye Xunhuan quickly adjusted his aim to fire again at the crouching Zhao Ya.
At this mont, no longer caring about exposure, Ye Xunhuan just wanted to quickly kill this troubleso kid.
But at that mont, Zhao Ya threw out a cloud of white mist.
A pungent aroma filled the air, accompanied by a fiery sensation.
Ye Xunhuan never dread that Zhao Ya would launch a hidden weapon at this mont, catching him completely off guard.
Although his strength was sufficient to resist most poisons, Zhao Ya had thoughtfully mixed finely ground crystal powder into this batch of poisonous powder.
This stuff was even nastier and more vicious than li powder.
Because its essence is extrely fine crystalline fibers, making even eye contact incredibly painful.
That was what happened to Ye Xunhuan.
He felt a searing pain in his eyes and then couldn’t open them.
"Ah ah ah Zhao Ya you..."
Ye Xunhuan wanted to curse Zhao Ya as despicable, but Zhao Ya didn’t give him the chance to speak.
Zhao Ya first shattered the arm holding Ye Xunhuan’s gun with a punch, seizing it, then his second punch struck Ye Xunhuan’s chest.
A cracking sound.
All his ribs were broken, sharp fragnts piercing out from his back.
Blood and fragnts of organs gushed from Ye Xunhuan’s mouth, as he died in mid-air.
The battle between experts is cruel.
Sotis a single misstep can lead to death and destruction.
Before Ye Xunhuan hit the ground, Zhao Ya caught his body in mid-air, then skillfully searched it.
There were gains!
Zhao Ya was delighted, quickly stuffing his finds into his own pockets, then threw Ye Xunhuan’s body to the ground, turning to disappear from the battlefield.
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