Chapter 112: One Strike, One Kill

  Traceless speed was so fast that no one could see it, which was also the place where Ye Chen and Hua Feng were afraid of. The traceless appearance in the old man's upper air, one foot stepped down, only to hear a loud noise, the old man was trampled and fell to the ground, splashing a lot of dust.

  "How dare you!" The old man burst into rage, his aura bursting forth, the sword light piercing and cold, from bottom to top, as if he wanted to chop Wu Xin into pieces on the spot. A series of sword shadows formed a net-like shape, surrounding him from all sides, blocking his escape.

  But the sword's momentum still couldn't cut off Wu Hen's elusive figure, and he vanished into thin air. When he reappeared, he was suddenly by the old man's side, with one foot planted on the old man's waist, sending him flying out. The old man looked like he had been struck heavily, spitting out a lot of blood.

  "Not good!" Now, not only did the old man know it was bad, but also those who had a close relationship with him let out a loud cry, jumped up, drew their long swords and attacked Wú Hén simultaneously. This time, three middle-aged men were dispatched: one second-class and two first-class.

  Three long swords flew out simultaneously, and the old man also forcibly controlled his body during the flight, flipping over again towards Wú Hén, this time all four of them made their move at the same time, with sword shadows filling the sky, not even a mosquito could fly out.

  "Come on, you guys are just stalling, if you have the guts, come and fight me one on one!" Wuhen shouted loudly, but he couldn't get out of here either. Facing four long swords attacking him, even with his quick speed, it was only a short distance movement, and after a while, he wouldn't be able to hold on.

  He leaped into the air, simultaneously heading towards those two middle-aged men who were only at the first stage of Qi, and his mouth didn't stop: "I'm saying, you two brothers, since you've taken the secret manual, can't you lend a hand? Don't be like this, burning bridges after crossing the river."

  As soon as the words came out, even the four swords attacking Wu Hen paused for a moment. Wu Hen seized the opportunity and dodged to the side, three of them stopped their hands, only the old man went towards Wu Hen. Wu Hen's two feet made the old man extremely angry, even the secret book couldn't cover up his anger, he would rather give up the secret book than tear this despicable little thief into pieces.

  However, the rest of them looked at Ye Chen and Hua Feng, causing their faces to change suddenly. Originally, they had nothing to do with each other, but now they were being dragged into it. "What secret recipe? We didn't take that broken secret recipe." Facing a 4th-stage, a 5th-stage, and several powerful 2nd-stages, Hua Feng explained with a difficult expression.

  "Is there a secret recipe? Search it and you'll know. I think if you don't have the secret recipe, then you won't mind us searching, right?" A middle-aged man of the second rank walked out and said to Ye Chen and Hua Feng. The two elders didn't speak, standing there, letting this middle-aged man handle it.

  Hua Feng's expression changed, "I didn't take the secret recipe, I just didn't take it. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." Although Hua Feng had cultivated the secret recipe of the Sword Ink Sect, he hadn't reached a state of complete detachment from desires and demands. Being oppressed to such an extent without retaliating would render his existence meaningless.

  As for Ye Chen, he had been silent all along, coldly watching the crowd. Even when Wu Hen falsely accused him, it only made Ye Chen's face change slightly. Hua Feng's words were exactly what Ye Chen wanted to say, but looking at the attitude of the crowd, these people would not let him and Hua Feng leave, regardless of whether he had taken Wu Hen's secret book or not.

  "Two brothers, and explain to them what this secret recipe originally belongs to us, they are the robbers, help me out, let's solve these people." Wu Hen dodged the old man's attack, still able to spare time to speak.

  Hua Feng almost went berserk and joined forces with these few people to attack Wu Hen. Even Ye Chen wanted to give Wu Hen a good beating. The people who had stopped in their tracks all revealed knowing expressions, it turned out that these three were indeed in cahoots. They exchanged a glance, except for the two elderly men, everyone else drew their long swords and surrounded Ye Chen and Hua Feng.

  "Haha, it seems that several of you have decided that we are in cahoots." Huafeng said with a smile. Despite being faced with this situation, he was still able to remain so calm and composed, causing Yechen to look at him in surprise for a moment before taking action.

  Ye Chen would not let anyone inspect himself, as many things on him could trigger a war, and were even more precious than the stolen secret recipe. If he were to be searched by the opponent, Ye Chen was certain that even if it wasn't the stolen item, he would still be framed for it.

  The other side surrounded them, apparently wanting to encircle themselves and Hua Feng, not letting the two escape from this place. However, the two were not standing together, and the few people who came up to surround them had formed a somewhat large circle. Since the opponent had not yet fully formed an encirclement, attacking was the best option.

  The black and white sword energy suddenly burst out, and Ye Chen was like a sharp sword out of its scabbard, his entire person extremely sharp, shooting towards the nearest person. Hua Feng saw Ye Chen take action and also didn't stand still, his long sword bursting out in a very casual strike, yet with a natural and inevitable appearance, as if it should be this way.

  Ye Chen and Hua Feng struck at the same time, their opponent was also well-prepared, each displaying their strongest attack. Two innate second-stage cultivators, surrounded by so many people, didn't have much difficulty. Of course, this was what these few people thought, but this idea changed in an instant when the two came into contact.

  The black and white sword energy was as sharp as the First Heaven Realm's fifth stage. With one strike, the man in the First Heaven Second Stage wanted to resist, but his long sword had just touched Ye Chen's black long knife when it was shattered by the sharp sword energy. The long knife didn't stop, directly piercing through the opponent's body. This strong First Heaven Realm Second Stage cultivator hadn't even had time to react before he exploded, blood and flesh flying everywhere. Ye Chen walked through the midst of it all without getting a single drop of blood on him.

  The long knife stood upright, and Ye Chen completely treated this black knife as a sword, with equally great power. However, once he encountered a truly powerful opponent, he would still be somewhat unaccustomed to it and reveal many openings. But against an opponent of the same rank, using this black knife was sufficient.

  One sword killed, and several people were shocked at the moment. Even the oldest person with the highest boundary here did not grasp that he could kill a second-order strongman with one sword, but the opponent actually killed a congenital second-order strongman with one sword, which made several people astonished.

  Just as several people were shocked and paused, Hua Feng did not stop his hand, the long sword in his hand seemed to follow a natural trajectory, naturally casual, without any abruptness or stiffness. It was as if being fast or slow would be inappropriate.

  It was just a natural sword, but after the opponent reacted, he found that he couldn't block it no matter what. No matter how hard he tried to block it, the attack would always land on him. The opponent could only stiffen up and watch as the sword sliced through his body.

  Then, the man in the First Heaven stage saw his body split into two parts from shoulder to waist, and he couldn't believe it as he stared at his own body. His legs were still standing on the ground, but his upper body fell to the ground diagonally.

  Just as they made contact, the two people ended up dead. The gaze towards the two had an additional hint of fear. One strike and one person was knocked out - how much power did that require? Did these two really only have second-tier strength? The remaining four people stood still on the spot, not daring to move forward. Although among the four, three were second-tier, which was one more than the other side, and there was also a first-tier who could help with the fight. In theory, they should be able to take down the two in front of them, but that was just in theory.