Slaying Zhang Dahu

The night was deep, with stars like bright jewels scattered across the inky sky.

The entire Qingyang County seemed to have hit pause. All household lights were extinguished, save for the constant laughter emanating from the Pleasure District.

Three figures, almost invisible in the darkness, moved swiftly through the intricate network of streets and alleys.

"Once we get there, strike directly. If we can capture him alive, that's best. If not, kill him immediately. Remember, this kid can't be judged by normal standards; his combat power is terrifyingly abnormal. Don't show the slightest bit of contempt."

"Master Zhang, you can trust my brother and me. I can subdue a mere brat with one hand. Just watch from the side then."

One of the black-clad figures said impatiently.

They had only been running for a short time, but Zhang Dahu had repeated this sentence countless times already. His ears were practically worn out from hearing it.

"Master Zhang, Xiong Er is right. How strong can a mere child be? You're being too cautious."

Xiong Da chuckled, fully agreeing with his brother Xiong Er's sentiment.

Zhang Dahu glanced at the two out of the corner of his eye and said nothing more.

After all, tonight's mission was just to put on a show for the Sun Family. Whether it succeeded or not, he didn't really care.

Ever since that night he met Ying Yi and accepted the mission to capture Ye Xiaofan, he had been restless. This was especially true after his request for help from the One-armed Swordsman was rejected.

Therefore, he had spent a fortune in the Black Market to hire the notorious Xiong Family Brothers for assistance. As for Ying Yi's claim that Ye Xiaofan's combat power was comparable to a Body Refinement Seventh Layer demonic creature, he didn't believe it at all.

However, being naturally cautious, he had made thorough preparations. If anything went wrong, he could use the two brothers as an escape route.

Ye Family Residence.

A single oil lamp flickered stubbornly, illuminating the room.

A cage of blood-red gauze slowly vanished, revealing a slightly youthful-faced young man.

"Broke through to Body Refinement Fifth Layer. High-grade cultivation techniques really do offer faster cultivation speed. With the technique perfected, my cultivation increases by 10 for every thousand breaths. Breaking through to Body Refinement Sixth Layer will only take five days."

"If it were a top-grade cultivation technique, I'd be flying. I need to get money as soon as possible."

Ye Xiaofan slowly opened his eyes, a happy smile appearing on his face.

"With my current strength, if I encounter that Body Refinement Seventh Layer fox demon again, I should be able to break through its Qi and Blood Armor in three strikes."

Ye Xiaofan stood up, circulated his Qi and Blood, and swung his fists a few times.

The air rippled visibly from the powerful punches, and the sonic booms sounded like thunder.

"Ordinary Body Refinement Fifth Layer cultivators only have the strength of two tigers. I can currently unleash the strength of one and a half tigers, which is one tiger's strength stronger than a normal Body Refinement Seventh Layer cultivator."

Ye Xiaofan was in a good mood. Although it was already late at night, he still felt like rewarding himself. He planned to make some snacks to go with a few drinks.

"Who's there?"

Faint footsteps echoed from the courtyard.

Ye Xiaofan roared, casually grabbed the sword leaning against his bed, and rushed out the window.

"Attack!"

Zhang Dahu clearly hadn't expected Ye Xiaofan to be so perceptive. They had been discovered the moment they entered the courtyard. He immediately lowered his voice and commanded in a slightly hoarse tone.

The Xiong Family Brothers and Zhang Dahu instantly formed a triangle, encircling Ye Xiaofan.

Without wasting any words, the Xiong Family Brothers drew their long sabers, infused them with Qi and Blood, and swung them down at Ye Xiaofan.

From another direction, Zhang Dahu's fist wind whistled as he attacked. However, his speed was clearly a beat slower than the Xiong Family Brothers.

"Three Body Refinement Seventh Layers. Heh heh, if it were before, I really wouldn't have been confident."

Ye Xiaofan sneered, his gaze sweeping over them. He immediately recognized Xiong Er as the weakest.

Wind God Steps, Stepping Wind!

Sword Drawing Technique, Shadow Clone!

Xiong Er's pupils contracted sharply, filled with six bloody sword shadows. In the blink of an eye, he couldn't tell which one was real. He felt that every sword shadow was imbued with terrifying power.

"Roar~"

Xiong Er roared. The contempt he felt vanished completely. His Qi and Blood Armor instantly materialized, and he continued his saber strike without losing momentum.

Ye Xiaofan shifted his feet, twisted his waist, and flicked his wrist. The six sword shadows merged into one. He lightly tapped the body of Xiong Er's saber from the side, then stepped forward, thrusting his three-foot cold sword directly at Xiong Er's throat.

"No~"

Xiong Er was terrified now. He felt as if he could see his great-grandmother, whom he had never met, waving kindly at him.

Xiong Er was unwilling to give up, wanting to block with his sword, but it was too late. He immediately raised an arm to block.

The Qi and Blood Armor was like paper. The long sword pierced through Xiong Er's arm and deeply stabbed into his throat, his life extinguished by the gushing blood.

"Second brother~"

Xiong Da's eyes split open, his eyes instantly turning red. A terrifying sword gleam slashed towards Ye Xiaofan's back.

On the other side, Zhang Dahu was also terrified by the scene before him.

His mind was greatly shaken, and endless fear arose.

After just one exchange, Xiong Er, who was at the Body Refinement Seventh Layer, was killed by Ye Xiaofan.

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He wasn't much stronger than Xiong Er, and killing Xiong Er was basically impossible.

Now, Zhang Dahu was incredibly glad that he had invited the Xiong brothers to help him fight, and he could now shield himself behind them.

Therefore, Zhang Dahu's figure paused. With a shake of his hands, three steel needles, as black as ink and as thin as ox hair, pierced towards Ye Xiaofan with an almost imperceptible whistling sound.

At the same time, he lightly tapped his feet and turned, rushing towards the outside of the courtyard.

He was scared, and he fled.

After breaking through to the Body Refinement Fifth Layer, Ye Xiaofan's five senses were exceptionally sharp.

Zhang Dahu's movements did not escape his ears.

He then drew his sword back to block, his feet not stopping as he flashed to the side.

Blood energy splashed out like flames.

Xiong Da felt a terrifying force transmitted through his saber, his tiger's mouth going numb, and he almost lost his grip on the saber.

His body involuntarily staggered back three steps.

In a flash, Ye Xiaofan had just dodged.

Three steel needles penetrated Xiong Er's chest.

Xiong Er's eyes wide with unwillingness, he fell straight to the ground.

Seeing Zhang Dahu flee, Xiong Da instantly sobered up. He glanced at his brother lying on the ground with unclosed eyes and, showing great prudence, turned and ran.

"Stay where you are!"

Ye Xiaofan moved smoothly, his feet lightly touching the ground, and he chased after Xiong Er like a gentle breeze.

"Split up and run!"

Zhang Dahu felt someone behind him. He looked back, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he immediately shouted.

Xiong Da remained silent, only following behind Zhang Dahu.

There was a golden rule in the cultivation world: as long as you run faster than the last person, you won't be the one to die.

And he was confident he could outrun Zhang Dahu.

Looking at Xiong Da getting closer and closer, and Ye Xiaofan behind him, approaching with the ease of an immortal.

Grass is a plant!

This was Zhang Dahu's current mindset.

A fierce look flashed across Zhang Dahu's face. With a flick of his wrist, three steel needles, as black as ink and as thin as ox hair, pierced towards Xiong Da.

"Damn you, Zhang Dahu!"

Xiong Da's eyes widened, and he immediately swung his saber to block, his speed slowing down.

Behind him, Ye Xiaofan's brows twitched. The man in black at the very front was Zhang Dahu, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang.

This was the second time they had attacked him.

He had originally planned to wait until he broke through to the Body Refinement Sixth Layer before destroying the Black Tiger Gang, but now it seemed he didn't need to wait.

Just as Xiong Da deflected the incoming steel needles, he felt a chill in his back. He looked down and saw the tip of a sword protruding from his chest.

"You..."

Xiong Da looked back at Ye Xiaofan with difficulty, then fell from mid-air.

Ye Xiaofan's speed did not decrease. Using the falling Xiong Da's corpse as leverage, he seemed to fly across the air towards Zhang Dahu.

At this moment, Zhang Dahu was drenched in cold sweat. He had already pushed his movement technique to its limit.

However, Ye Xiaofan's figure was getting closer and closer.

The next moment, Zhang Dahu directly threw six steel needles.

Ye Xiaofan's lips curved slightly. With a light step, as if stepping on solid ground, he forcefully raised his body several feet high, dodging the incoming steel needles, and continued to approach Zhang Dahu without slowing down.

"Boss Zhang Dahu."

A playful laugh, like the whisper of death, exploded in his ear.

Zhang Dahu trembled all over. When he turned around, he was so scared he nearly lost his soul.

Ye Xiaofan was less than ten feet away from him.

Sword Drawing Technique, a sword drawn is a sword that draws blood!

"Ah~"

An arm flew through the air. Zhang Dahu screamed and fell from the rooftop.

"Brother Ye, Master Ye, spare my life! It wasn't me, it was the Sun Family who made me do it. Spare my life."

Ignoring the intense pain in his arm, Zhang Dahu scrambled to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

However, his hidden eyes were incredibly venomous. As his tongue moved slightly, a tiny steel needle appeared.

If Ye Xiaofan had a moment of carelessness, he could use the poison needle in his mouth to strike back.

Ye Xiaofan walked over slowly, without any hesitation.

The sword came out, and his head rolled!

"The Sun Family!"

Ye Xiaofan glanced at Zhang Dahu's head, then slowly melted into the darkness, heading towards the Black Tiger Gang's headquarters.