However, Ye Luo’s ferocity did not intimidate the mbers of the Kurosawa Club; their eyes glead with intense murderous intent as they brandished their weapons and charged incessantly towards him.
It wasn’t that they were unafraid of death, but rather that the club’s chairman had given them a death order: no one was allowed to retreat, only to press forward!
Kill!
Kill! Kill!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Facing the mbers of the Kurosawa Club rushing at him like a tidal wave, the only thought in Ye Luo’s mind was a single word: kill!
At this mont, Ye Luo was unrestrained, and the killing intent that lay hidden within him erupted fully as he continuously swung the Lingyun Sword in his hand.
With every sweep of the sword, a swath of Kurosawa Club mbers fell, only for others to rush forward in their place, while Leng Ruobing followed closely by Ye Luo’s side, expression indifferent.
On the second floor of the Kurosawa Club, there stood a middle-aged man with a beard and a grim face; he was Kada Taro, the chairman of the Kurosawa Club, his expression grave and brow deeply furrowed.
The man standing beside Kada Taro glanced at the brutal, bloody scene outside and said, "Chairman, if this continues, we will suffer huge losses."
"Notify everyone, no need for others to take action now. The opponent is too strong, the swarm tactic is useless. Let them take action. The Morita Family has issued an order; no matter what, this individual must remain in the Kurosawa Club tonight, otherwise, we both know the consequences," Kada Taro said with a solemn face.
Outside the Kurosawa Club headquarters, blood splattered and corpses lay everywhere. Ye Luo was covered in blood, and with the intense killing aura emanating from him, he resembled a true god of slaughter.
In less than a few minutes, nearly a hundred mbers of the Kurosawa Club lay at Ye Luo’s feet, each with a ghastly death, their blood dyeing the ground red, and the air filled with a rich scent of bloodlust.
This ti, no more mbers of the Kurosawa Club rushed forward; Ye Luo walked straight in with Leng Ruobing.
Suddenly, eight n dressed as samurai, wielding long swords, appeared before Ye Luo with a determined look in their eyes, blocking his path with heavy auras enveloping them.
All eight were at the Innate Peak Stage, each with a profound presence, rare top-tier fighters within the Kurosawa Club, and all were now called forth.
"Ruo Bing, you go save them," Ye Luo said to Leng Ruobing, and then he charged out.
Lingyun Sword Technique, first form!
The sword like a swift wind!
Ye Luo activated Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens, rushing towards one of them. His sword swept out, like lightning across the sky, a sudden flash, its speed reaching the limit.
The samurai expert’s eyes tightened as he swiftly retreated, his long sword violently blocking in front of him, while the other seven simultaneously launched their attacks, striking systematically at different points on Ye Luo’s body.
Ye Luo’s sword struck the opponent’s long sword, unleashing a powerful force that sent the opponent staggering back. He then drew back, swinging the Lingyun Sword to fend off the attacks of the other seven.
Then, in unison, the eight surrounded Ye Luo, attacking him in perfect synergy, and both their offense and defense were coordinated. Their combined strength surged, making it difficult for Ye Luo to break through their ranks.
It appeared that these eight individuals must have cultivated so joint attack technique, for their coordination was seamless, and when one faced danger, the other seven would simultaneously launch an attack, forcing the assailant to abandon their offensive, or else they would have to withstand the formidable strength of seven Innate Peak Stage masters.
"President, it seems that the kid has been trapped, what should we do about that woman?"
On the second floor, Kada Taro and the man next to him were observing the situation on the first floor through the screen in front of them when the man spoke up directly.
"You go and capture that woman," Kada Taro commanded coldly, as a lecherous glint flashed in the man’s eyes, and he nodded, then quickly left the place.
"Myokaku-sama, it seems we won’t need to make a move ourselves to take down this youngster."
In a certain place within the Kaijikan Family headquarters, three figures stood clad in ninja attire, next to them sat a man with his eyes closed, appearing to be in his thirties.
Between his legs rested an unsheathed sword, his aura concealed, betraying no sense of his strength; he was the expert hired by Morita Taichi from the Beichen Ittoryu—Myokaku Shiken, an absolute master.
One of the three ninjas looked towards Myokaku Shiken and said, but the latter kept his eyes closed, without uttering a single word.
anwhile, in the back of the Kaijikan Family headquarters on the first floor, the bodies of more than a dozen mbers lay scattered, as Leng Ruobing walked in.
"Young lady, you’ve got quite the skills!"
A sinister voice rose, and the man who had been following Kada Taro approached, his gaze harboring an evil light as he stared at Leng Ruobing.
Leng Ruobing said nothing and just walked straight ahead.
"With such good looks, let thoroughly enjoy myself."
With a cold laugh, the man moved swiftly, charging towards Leng Ruobing, his strength having also reached the Innate Peak Stage.
Bang!
Facing the man’s attack, Leng Ruobing launched a palm strike; their fists collided, and instantly, a bone-chilling cold energy erupted from within her.
In the blink of an eye, the cold energy crazily entered the man’s palm, rapidly covering his entire arm with ice, causing his expression to turn to one of shock and disbelief, as he quickly tried to activate his inner strength to dispel the cold energy.
At that mont, Leng Ruobing’s hands waved continuously, as terrifying bursts of icy True Qi exploded out, the temperature of the air imdiately dropping to below freezing, as though it were the Arctic.
Clearly, the man had not anticipated Leng Ruobing to possess such fearso strength; caught off guard, he was forced to retreat repeatedly, his internal energy disrupted by the invasive cold energy, preventing him from unleashing his full power.
Boom!
Leng Ruobing, gathering the horrifying icy True Qi, launched a punch that struck the man in an instant. The piercing cold energy flooded his body, freezing his organs instantly; his face filled with panic, he desperately tried to muster his strength.
However, Leng Ruobing did not grant him any chance to recover, her hands releasing an even more terrifying cold energy spreading across his whole body, swiftly freezing him solid. With a punch from Leng Ruobing, a loud ’bang’ was heard, and the man’s frozen body shattered into pieces, turning into a heap of ice fragnts.
Such a swift and decisive defeat of a peer at the sa realm showcased just how formidable Leng Ruobing’s combat strength had beco, especially her icy True Qi, which was undoubtedly sothing ordinary people could not withstand.
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