"How is this possible?"
Feng Wan’s mouth dropped open.
In her view,
this brawny man, with his profound aura, had at least reached the Peak of the Eighth Heaven of the Spirit Sea. Ye Qingchen could not possibly defeat him, yet who would have thought the opponent was slain with just a single sword strike.
Everyone present was also dumbfounded, their eyes nearly popping out.
Of course, the most furious were the assassins from the Blood Rain Tower!
They originally wore playful smiles, thinking Ye Qingchen was just a fish in a barrel, easy to crush. Who knew he would eliminate one of their own right under their noses.
"Attack together!"
Dark Fla and the others’ expressions drastically changed, shouting out in unison as they surged towards Ye Qingchen like an overwhelming tide.
One of the assassins in blue raised his hand, and as True Qi surged, several long swords ford in front of him. Each of these swords, ford by True Qi, floated by his side.
"Go!"
With another wave of his hand, several flying swords shot out like lightning.
This was evidently a technique of the first-layer Sword Intent!
Boom!
The assassin known as Dark Fla let out a roar, and True Qi surged from his body like a tide, even forming a massive black fla. The rolling True Qi wrapped around him in layers, enveloping him entirely in the dark fla.
Then, like a beam of radiant light, he charged majestically towards Ye Qingchen.
The other assassins also launched their attacks simultaneously. With flying dark weapons and poisoned darts, various vicious techniques, martial arts, and sword moves, nurous attacks swept towards Ye Qingchen like a hurricane!
"Can he withstand it?"
Feng Wan looked at Ye Qingchen.
Compared to these nefarious assassins, her heart naturally leaned more towards her peer, Ye Qingchen!
Others also widened their eyes, casting their gaze towards Ye Qingchen.
Only to see.
Facing the overwhelming attacks, Ye Qingchen held the Silver Dragon Sword and gave a light flick.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The terrifying Sword Intent swept a hundred ters around.
In an instant, the wild wind within a hundred ters gathered rapidly with this sword, and imdiately, over three hundred long swords ford. These long swords, fully condensed from the swift wind, were erald green as if forged from jade, hovering right around him!
Hundreds of long swords erupted with terrifying azure wind light, and at the mont of forming, they fiercely blasted towards the oncoming attacks.
"Sword Intent!"
"Second-layer Sword Intent!"
Feng Wan was utterly stunned.
She never would have thought a peer could comprehend the second-layer Sword Intent.
Moreover.
This was the complete second-layer Gale Sword Intent!
In the shock-filled gaze of Feng Wan, the hundreds of long swords unleashed by Ye Qingchen fiercely crashed into the attacks of the crowd.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The attacks collided fiercely, causing the surrounding air to explode with pressure, and the terrifying shockwave imdiately spread out, tearing deep furrows in the ground around them.
Even the surrounding trees were pulverized into countless wood chips by this violent force, dispersing in all directions with the gale.
The overwhelming attack, in an instant, was completely annihilated into smoke by the hundreds of flying swords under Ye Qingchen’s control!
And after annihilating the crowd’s assaults, they hurled directly towards the assassins.
"No good!"
The assassins who charged forward were suddenly elevated to ultimate alarm, forcibly retreating faster than they had arrived.
Yet, so simply didn’t have ti to react.
In their pupils, only the fleeting azure sword light could be seen!
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."
On the flying swords.
Brilliant light flickered.
The flying swords pierced through the chests of the assassins, erging from their backs, bringing a gush of blood, taking their lives!
In a re blink of an eye, seven or eight assassins had been killed by this strike, their bodies crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of bloodstained dust!
Silent!
The scene was dead silent.
No one could have imagined.
In just a flicker, with a lift of his sword, Ye Qingchen had slain seven renowned gold dal assassins from the Blood Rain Tower, effortlessly dismantling the encirclent they had ford.
"This is impossible!"
Not only Feng Wan, but even the assassins from the Blood Rain Tower were wide-eyed in disbelief.
On the ground lay seven assassins, each one with a notorious reputation in the Assassin Realm. Though their cultivation and strength might not match Huang Yun, the exploits of their past killings far exceeded his.
Liaoya rebelled from the Daqian Country’s imperial court, mastering the Nine Palace Sword Technique that could draw power from situations, seamless in execution, with cultivation reaching the mid-stage of the Seventh Heaven of the Spirit Sea, not even caught by Daqian’s inner palace experts.
Xu Ying hailed from the Wansheng Country, skilled in assassinations, capable of killing silently in one’s sleep, having reached the early-stage of the Seventh Heaven of the Spirit Sea.
Shi Tian, a Celestial Peak Country native, though not famous in the Assassin Realm, had assassinated countless powerful figures, including City Lords.
...
Now.
These figures were slain by Ye Qingchen in one sword stroke, without even being able to put up resistance?
The assassins felt as if plunged into an icy abyss.
With just one move, Ye Qingchen sent them spiraling into despair.
"To advance or to retreat?"
While everyone hesitated.
Ye Qingchen had already made another move.
"Zheng!"
They saw him lift his hand and slash.
"Sii!"
A massive Sword Qi had already surged forth!
This Sword Qi swept across the void, creating a blinding white wave, tearing the ground apart, leaving a long sword mark that extended from beneath Ye Qingchen’s feet to the front of the crowd.
"Oh no, quickly dodge!"
The crowd exclaid in shock, scattering in all directions.
One of the blade masters tried to escape, but it was already too late.
"Hah!"
He shouted solemnly, drawing his blade.
A slash against the wind!
In the void, a light seed to flash, as the blade master advanced with the wind, cleaving a blade light three zhang long. This blade light, solid like a silk strip, surged forth like a furious river, forcefully striking Ye Qingchen’s sword attack.
In his perspective.
As long as he could hold off Ye Qingchen, the others could gang up and kill him.
However.
This Sword Qi was infused with starlit power and swift Sword Intent in the attack.
How could its power be ordinary?
"Clang!"
A sharp sound rang out.
The blade light broke upon contact!
The vast Sword Qi continued unabated, piercing through his opponent’s body. The terrifying power contained in the Sword Qi hurled him away violently.
"Pfft!"
In an instant, the blade master was pierced through and dead before even hitting the ground.
His eyes widened with disbelief.
He could hardly believe he couldn’t withstand even one move!
"Is this all you’ve got, and you dare to assassinate ?"
As Ye Qingchen spoke, he reached out with a hand into the air.
A large array of flying swords reappeared around him.
This swarm of flying swords was even greater than before, numbering over three hundred pieces.
Then.
The flying swords rushed forth again toward the assassins.
The assassins, still in shock from witnessing their comrades’ deaths, saw the incoming swarm of flying swords and reluctantly used their skills to defend against them.
But as these flying swords were destroyed, more were ford anew.
"Everyone, attack! As long as we close in, he won’t stand a chance!"
With a shout.
The assassins charged together.
Earlier, Dark Fla’s eyes were wide with fury, bloodshot. The black True Qi Flas covering him suddenly surged to several tis their original size.
In an instant, he crushed the dozen flying swords approaching him and swiftly closed in on Ye Qingchen like a flash of aurora.
"Die, Ye Qingchen!"
He swung his large hand, channeling rolling True Qi to form a massive black palm, three or four zhang in size, slamming fiercely toward Ye Qingchen.
Dark Fla roared, and the giant palm swept down, bending nearby plants and trees and causing them to crackle under pressure!
"Really?"
Ye Qingchen smirked coldly, responding with the Shocking God Pointing!
Zi la!
With a single flick, it shattered the air like a stone breaking the sky.
In Dark Fla’s incredulous eyes, the all-crushing massive palm was penetrated by this single move, striking directly onto his hand.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound echoed.
Dark Fla’s right hand exploded like ignited gunpowder, blood and flesh erupting. Amidst a cry of agony, he lost balance and flew heavily backward, tumbling to the ground.
"Slash!"
Ye Qingchen gently intoned.
The Silver Dragon Sword unleashed a cascade of sword light, like a waterfall cascading three thousand feet, its sharpness was unstoppable!
"Ah!"
In a split second, several assassins trying to close in were cleaved in half by this one strike, not even having ti to scream.
"Not good!"
At this mont.
The assassins were finally terrified.
Ye Qingchen’s displayed strength was simply overwhelming, far beyond what they could match.
"Run!"
They exchanged glances and, without a mont’s hesitation, transford into streaks of light, fleeing rapidly into the distance.
"Is it too late to run now?"
Ye Qingchen sneered coldly.
He lightly stomped his foot, unleashing a surge of Sword Intent, filled with astonishing killing intent. Almost without any warning, two hundred more flying swords ford around Ye Qingchen.
"Go!"
He waved his hand.
In an instant.
The two hundred flying swords shot out like a barrage of arrows, piercing in all directions.
Feng Wan saw a flash of azure light.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft..."
In a fleeting mont.
The flying swords tore through the assassins’ bodies, passing right through them.
In an instant.
The assassins’ bodies were riddled with holes like sieves, as fountains of blood gushed out, raining down like dumplings, and they crashed to the ground, lifeless!
The only one left alive was Dark Fla, whose right arm had been blasted apart by Ye Qingchen’s Shocking God Pointing.
At this mont.
He was utterly dazed.
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