Fierce Battle, Third Update

Deep within a forest on Green Peak Mountain, a figure darted through the trees.

Three days had passed. Ever since he had killed that Young Master Zhang, three days had passed. He had been fleeing through the forest all this time. Not long after leaving that cliff, he discovered that someone was hunting him down, and several times he had nearly been caught.

Ye Xiwen secretly mused that he had probably killed some truly important figure this time. Otherwise, they would not have chased him for three days and three nights, and it seemed that more and more members of the Zhang Family had received the news.

But Ye Xiwen did not regret it. A true man stood by what he did. Besides, that young master of the Zhang Family had bullied others too far!

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from behind him. Ye Xiwen immediately leaped up and swept into a dense cluster of branches, concealing himself.

Before long, two people arrived at Ye Xiwen's previous position. One was tall and one was short, both martial artists dressed in the Zhang Family's attire.

"Why do the footprints disappear here? They were here just now!" the tall, thin martial artist said.

"No matter what, we must catch him. The family head is furious this time and has ordered us to capture the murderer. As long as we catch that murderer, our day of rising to prominence will not be far off!" the short, fat martial artist said.

"Die!" The tall martial artist suddenly drew back his palm and struck out. His body shot upward like an arrow.

So they had discovered him long ago. Everything they had said was merely meant to make him lower his guard.

Ye Xiwen immediately realized that he had been too careless. His experience was still far too lacking. When the footprints vanished here, they had noticed.

They had first tried to numb his vigilance, all for this sudden attack. If Ye Xiwen had not remained alert all along, that ambush just now would have seriously injured him.

Ye Xiwen thrust out one hand. Crackling thunder exploded—eight echoes!

Ye Xiwen went all out from the start. At this point, he did not dare be careless in the slightest as he pressed his palm down.

Crack! With a sharp crack, Ye Xiwen directly broke the tall, thin martial artist's arm with his palm. How could a Houtian Fifth Stage Peak martial artist withstand Ye Xiwen, who already possessed Five Tigers Strength? Especially against the Eighth Echo Thunderclap Hand unleashed at full power.

The tall, thin martial artist screamed as he fell.

Ye Xiwen kicked off a thick branch, his body turning into an arrow as he pursued the falling tall, thin martial artist.

Bang! Ye Xiwen caught up to him, and his Thunderclap Hand slammed viciously into the tall, thin martial artist's body.

The tall, thin martial artist let out a shriek as Ye Xiwen's palm blasted him into a bloody pulp!

One move, one kill!

"Brat, you're courting death!" Seeing his companion directly struck dead by Ye Xiwen, the short, fat martial artist flew into a rage. He threw a punch, and the force it generated shot toward Ye Xiwen like a sharp arrow.

Bang! Ye Xiwen directly crushed the fist force sent by the short, fat martial artist, then closed in at once and struck out with a palm amid rolling thunderclaps.

The short, fat martial artist raised a hand in panic to block. Without exception, Ye Xiwen's palm directly broke his arm. He screamed, rolled across the ground, then actually turned and fled.

At this point, how could he fail to see that Ye Xiwen was absolutely not someone he could handle?

But how could Ye Xiwen allow him to escape? He extended one hand, and rolling thunder erupted.

Ye Xiwen moved as fast as lightning, his palm striking the short, fat martial artist's back in an instant.

Pfft! The short, fat martial artist spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. Ye Xiwen's palm had shattered his five viscera and six bowels, and he coughed them out in one breath.

Boom! The short, fat martial artist's plump body staggered two steps forward before crashing to the ground.

Ye Xiwen let out a breath of relief. Next time, he absolutely could not be careless again.

"Brat, you've got some nerve! You actually dared to kill members of my Zhang Family!" At that moment, a figure appeared atop the branches. Ye Xiwen looked up and saw another handsome young man in black, around twenty years old.

"You were the ones who wanted to kill me first. I was merely fighting back!" Ye Xiwen said.

"Hmph, sophistry. Even if members of my Zhang Family wanted to kill you, you should obediently surrender without resisting!" the young man in black said domineeringly.

"What an Overlord Dao!" Ye Xiwen said with a cold laugh.

"Overlord Dao? It is Overlord Dao. What can you do about it?" The young man in black laughed wildly, releasing a powerful aura that swept down countless branches. He was actually at the Houtian Sixth Stage Late Phase.

The young man in black flipped his palm, forming it into a blade. True energy surged forth and condensed into the shape of a long saber. With one slash, saber energy crisscrossed the air.

Ye Xiwen was instantly horrified. Condensing true energy into a weapon was an ability only found in the Xiantian realm. Xiantian Experts condensed energy into astral force, forming Astral Weapons, which were even more formidable than ordinary weapons. The powerful ones could even rival Godly Weapons.

The saber energy rushed straight at him. Ye Xiwen did not dare take it head-on. Although there was no saber in the other man's hand, the saber energy was entirely real.

Ye Xiwen gave a loud shout and struck out with a mass of lightning-like true energy to meet it.

Boom!

Bang! Although Ye Xiwen's true energy neutralized most of the saber energy, the remaining saber energy still slammed viciously into his body. That single blow gave Ye Xiwen internal injuries.

"Haha, you should obediently surrender. Though you killed my younger brother, you killed him well—killed him well! Hahahaha! For that alone, I'll leave you an intact corpse!" the young man in black said with loud laughter.

Ye Xiwen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer, "You talk too much. You want me to surrender without resisting? Impossible!"

"Then go die!" A trace of madness flickered in the young man in black's eyes. The true-energy saber in his hand danced, and a streak of saber energy instantly slashed out.

It split the air with irresistible force, cleaving straight toward Ye Xiwen.

Boom! That streak of true energy instantly struck Ye Xiwen's body, cutting deep enough to expose bone. Ye Xiwen gave a muffled groan.

A trace of madness also flashed in Ye Xiwen's eyes. He decided to stake everything on this. His strength was already considerably below that of the young man in black. The black-clad youth's explosive force surpassed Seven Tigers Strength at the very least, two tigers stronger than his own. On top of that, the other man was attacking from afar. If this continued, Ye Xiwen could only passively endure blows. He had to close the distance and unleash the terrifying power of the Eighth Echo Thunderclap Hand.

The eight-echo Thunderclap Hand had already approached the Transformation Realm. A single palm strike possessed boundless might. This was Ye Xiwen's only chance.

After forcibly taking that blow, Ye Xiwen did not retreat. Instead, he stomped down, his true energy exploding as his foot left a deep imprint in the earth. His body shot forward like an arrow.

The young man in black had not expected Ye Xiwen to charge at him after withstanding that blow. By the time he reacted, Ye Xiwen had already rushed before him. He was briefly startled, but immediately slashed down again.

Saber energy crisscrossed!

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