Flying Immortal Sword, Heroes Emerge as Youths!

"Hurry up and keep up. Don't forget what the master told us. We must find that kid, preferably kill him."

In the darkness, a group of people were leaping across rooftops, using everything in the world as a foothold!

Their entire bodies transformed into afterimages, ignoring the suppression of the world's rules, leaping several meters with a single bound.

"Don't worry, boss. We're well-prepared this time. Plus, where he lives is very secluded, a bamboo forest. It's the perfect place for us to set up an ambush and kill him."

In a flash, one of the men in black was already standing on a bamboo tip more than ten meters high, surveying the scene.

"Don't be careless. He's shown such strength. Do you think he doesn't have some powerful opportunity? Impossible." His gaze was like a torch, as if searching for prey. Just then, he took out a map and finally determined the direction.

"As expected, I didn't expect him to hide so well. If we hadn't searched carefully, we almost would have overlooked this."

The leader understood a principle: take people's money and help them eliminate disasters. Since the other party had given them a generous reward, they naturally had to do the job well.

"How is it? What's the situation? Is he in the room? Is he asleep?"

A group of people dressed in black, uniformly, arrived at the designated location.

"Boss, we've searched everywhere, but there's no sign of life."

They split into more than a dozen groups, each carefully checking, but the result was still fruitless. They didn't find anything unusual and couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Could it be? Is he practicing the Turtle Breath Technique, so no aura is leaking out?"

One of them thought of something. If that were the case, things might be a little troublesome.

"Are you guys stupid? Or just fools? There's no way that's it. We must have missed something."

He wished he could just step forward and knock them on the head. Why couldn't they use their brains when doing things? Did they just give up if they couldn't find anything?

"Look, what's that?"

Just when they thought they were at the end of the road, a new vista opened up. There was nothing there just now, but in an instant, a small house built of bamboo appeared.

"Wait, don't be careless. Who knows if this is one of his tricks? Don't fall for it."

The man's face was full of caution. Getting the thing was one thing, but being able to leave alive was another.

"A bunch of clowns. I made myself very clear. You're still unwilling and even came here to be their helpers, their executioners. If you have any intention of killing me, then stay here."

Ye Yang had already set up a formation here, the Eight Trigrams Formation, which could conceal everything and confuse them.

But he didn't do that. Instead, he wanted to see who exactly wanted to kill him before he participated in the Heaven's Pride Tournament.

While he was in a state of cultivation, everything within a ten-mile radius was within his senses. Not a single flower, grass, or tree could escape his eyes.

"Wait, something's not right. Bring me my Sun-Shooting Bow."

Everyone gathered in this place, waiting for the man's decision. Just as they were about to take action, the man stopped their impulsive behavior.

"Boss, your Sun-Shooting Bow!"

One of them took out a package. He reached out and pulled out a gilded bow.

The entire bow was engraved with special patterns, and spiritual energy flowed through it, clearly an extraordinary magical treasure.

"Regardless of whether there's anyone there, regardless of whether it's you, let me test the waters first."

He gently pulled, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered at his fingertips, forming an arrow!

"With a whoosh,"

It turned into a stream of light and shot towards the small house in the bamboo forest.

"It's all over."

Everyone slowly turned their heads, not daring to look at this cruel scene.

"Kid, don't blame us. Blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have." If the kid was still asleep, being killed directly, wouldn't that be too stifling?

A thought of life, a thought of death. In this split second, just as his arrow was about to hit the small house, the situation changed.

With a buzz, a seemingly weak light shield rose into the sky, appearing exceptionally conspicuous in the night.

Crack! A sound.

The arrow formed by spiritual energy snapped in response!

"Boss, what's going on? Could this place be a blessed land with immortals here?"

Seeing this scene unfold, everyone became shocked. Clearly, this was an attack from a peak Martial King, Ninth Heaven expert!

Although it seemed casual and he hadn't used all his strength, it wasn't something a small Martial Apprentice could withstand.

"Oh, interesting. I wonder if you can take my Nine-Arrow Chain?"

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel puzzled, which further aroused his curiosity.

"Boss, don't waste time talking to him. Let me do it. Let's just tear it down with brute force, regardless of whether he's inside."

One of them was clearly impatient and didn't want to wait any longer, wanting to directly force his way in to achieve his goal.

"Enough, stop talking. Can't you see? He's giving us a warning."

The leader was very clear that the reason the other party did this was to tell them to know when to stop and not to press too hard, otherwise the consequences would be severe and they couldn't bear it.

"What? Is it that exaggerated?" One of them didn't believe it and wanted to crash into it with his own body, but he was stopped.

"Idiot, are you trying to kill me? Did you really think you could just casually take that attack of mine?"

The voice wasn't loud, but everyone heard it clearly. The earlier impulse immediately subsided. It was a good thing he hadn't done anything stupid, or he might have stirred up a hornet's nest and made things much more difficult.

"Nine-Arrow Chain, break!" Arrow after arrow, each one covering the previous, linked together. Could they block the first few shots and still be able to block what came after?

Each move was faster than the last, each move stronger. By the time the nine moves became one, it was an invincible stance.

"What is this?"

Just when he was confident that his killing move could easily obliterate his opponent, a sword aura flew towards them like a Flying Immortal Sword from beyond the heavens.

"Big brother, be careful!"

At this critical moment, one of his subordinates stepped forward, blocking in front of him. But to Ye Yang, this was just a drop in the bucket, an overestimation of his own abilities.

The sword aura didn't hesitate at all, directly piercing through his body!

"Flying Immortal Sword, could you be a reclusive master?"

Then, with a crack, dense cracks appeared all over his body, under his incredulous gaze!

With a bang, the sword aura raged, annihilating all flesh and vitality, instantly bursting into flames, turning into ashes and dissipating between heaven and earth.

"Hurry up and get out, or it won't be this simple next time." Ye Yang had only given them a lesson. If they didn't know when to quit and weren't content, their lives might be in danger.