Overestimating Oneself, the Defeat is Set!

"Get lost, or the next sword won't be so simple." Ye Yang, at this moment, the Primordial Chaos Pagoda was frantically operating within his Dantian, absorbing massive amounts of spiritual energy.

His own potential was completely unleashed. The seemingly casual sword strike contained earth-shattering power.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear he was angry and had issued an eviction notice. If they disturbed his rest again, the consequences would be severe!

"Big Brother, what do we do? We've made thorough preparations, and it's not our first assassination mission. How did we run into such a tough customer? Was the intelligence wrong?"

The Flying Immortal Sword was unstoppable. It was as if he was watching a peerless master teaching him how to attack, how to use the sword, and how to kill enemies.

The whole process was very simple and very fast. It could be said that a hair's breadth made a world of difference, and he controlled it perfectly.

"I've already given you a chance. If you don't seize it, then all of you will stay here." Ye Yang didn't move or get up, because he knew it wasn't necessary to deal with these people.

He was playing the long game. These people were just puppets, nothing special. The real big fish was still hiding behind them.

"Endure. Let's see how long you can endure it." Although Ye Yang didn't look with his eyes, everything happening around him was clear to him.

In an instant, the group realized their skills paled in comparison to that Flying Sword.

They weren't stupid. They had felt the threat and the warning in it.

Everything suddenly became quiet. Everyone was considering whether they could oppose him and whether they could win while opposing him.

"Enough! We're already stuck between a rock and a hard place. Do we have a choice? Attack! But not like this. We'll attack together, using a combined technique."

The man thought for a moment and made his own choice and judgment. Rather than losing face like this, he might as well take a gamble. Maybe there was a chance of survival.

"What do you all think?"

He seemed to be asking them, but he was actually giving everyone a way out. If everyone present unanimously decided to retreat, then they would retreat. If they chose to fight it out, then they would fight it out.

A pair of sharp eyes looked at the crowd. They couldn't be intimidated by the opponent's move just now, or they would lose face, wouldn't they?

"Big Brother, is there even a question? Of course, we keep going. Are you afraid of him?"

"That's right. Knowing there's a tiger in the mountain, we still head for the tiger mountain. Don't forget, if we don't complete the mission, we'll have to bear their wrath."

They were taking people's money to solve their problems. Since they had accepted the mission, they had no choice, unless they were willing to pay the other party double the reward.

No one had ever done that before. People with such thoughts would eventually die miserably.

"Alright, since that's the case, I have nothing to say. Form the formation!"

Everyone shouted, and a natal sword appeared on their bodies. In an instant, they formed the Seven Kill Absolute Sword Formation.

Their energies connected, and everyone was like a single entity. Suddenly, with him at the lead, they unleashed the power of a Sword Saint Ninth Heaven peak expert.

"Kid, stop pretending to be mysterious in front of us! Break!"

He once again drew the Sun-Shooting Bow in his hand. This time, it was different. The same move, under different conditions, could often unleash different power.

"Nine Stars in a Line, go!"

An incomparably domineering arrow shot down from the sky, carrying forbidden power, and rushed towards the small house where Ye Yang was.

"Vanish!"

One arrow had drained their spiritual energy, and their energies became chaotic. Their faces also turned pale.

"Kid, let's see if you'll die this time! Let's see if you'll still hide in your turtle shell!"

Only at this moment did he reveal a gratified smile.

"Alas, others laugh at my madness; I laugh at them for not seeing through it. People shouldn't be so stubborn, or you'll ultimately suffer the consequences."

Suddenly, a Sword Qi rushed towards them, meeting his arrow!

"Big Brother, this kid is not to be trifled with!"

"That's right, let's retreat quickly, or we won't have the chance."

One move was all it took to wipe them out. The leading man spat out a mouthful of blood, and the people behind him had no choice but to produce a chain reaction.

With a puff, they vomited blood and staggered, no longer as calm as they had been.

"Not good, we've been tricked! There must be a peerless expert in there protecting him, or how could he be so powerful?"

In the blink of an eye, a figure soared into the sky and came before them. He immediately threw a punch, his momentum like fire, sweeping away everything in his path.

"Not good, everyone help me!"

He didn't have time to think or react. He instinctively raised his hand and blocked the punch.

With a crack.

A miserable cry rang out in the night. These people were simply overestimating themselves. The outcome was already set.

His entire hand was fractured and bent backward, letting out a painful wail. The others weren't faring any better.

"One, two, three, four..."

The group, who had been full of confidence and momentum, had already collapsed without even seeing the opponent's shadow!

"What? Is this all you've got? This is your Seven Kill Absolute Sword Formation?" Ye Yang didn't want them to see his face, so he wore a Golden Mask.

He held a short sword in his hand, which emitted a terrifying power.

"Do you submit or not? Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

With just a single move, they paid a heavy price. More than a dozen people? Wretched howls, without the slightest power to resist.

"Speak, who exactly sent you? Don't blame my sword for being merciless if you don't speak up!" Ye Yang's eyes flashed fiercely, like an ancient beast choosing someone to devour!

His entire body seemed cast from gold, every gesture brimming with immense power. Beneath the Golden Mask lay the unassailable might of a celestial being!

"One, two, three..."

Each count was like a death warrant echoing in their ears, carrying an irresistible, supreme magical power!

"Boss, this kid isn't a good person, make a decision quickly!"

"That's right, if we're too late, there won't be another chance!" Each of them clung to the hope like grabbing a life-saving straw, desperately trying to stay afloat in the turbulent waves.

"Enough, don't say anymore, let me think it over?"

A single thought could mean life or death, and their fate had been sealed from the start, they just didn't expect it to come so quickly!

"We surrender, we submit, young hero, please have mercy, spare the lives of my brothers!" The leading man's brain raced, each of those three seconds feeling like a year!

"Heh, you overestimated yourselves from the start, the defeat was inevitable. Now get lost, before I change my mind!" A cold voice echoed from beneath Ye Yang's Golden Mask!

"Scram!"

The group felt as if a great weight had been lifted, and they fled for their lives, disappearing in the blink of an eye!

"As expected, it's you, you old fox!"

They came quickly and left quickly. Under Ye Yang's divine might, a crisis of life and death was perfectly resolved!