"Get lost. If you don't leave now, my next sword strike won't be this simple." At that moment, Ye Yang's Primordial Chaos Pagoda was spinning wildly within his dantian, absorbing vast amounts of spiritual energy without pause.
His potential had been completely unleashed. Though the sword strike appeared casual, it contained enough power to destroy heaven and earth.
His voice was not loud, but it was obvious that he was angry and had already issued an eviction order. If they disturbed his rest again, the consequences would be severe!
"Big brother, what should we do? We made thorough preparations, and this isn't our first assassination mission. How did we suddenly run into such a difficult opponent? Could the intelligence have been wrong?"
Flying Immortal Sword was unstoppable, as though he had witnessed an unparalleled master teaching him how to make a move, wield a sword, and kill his enemies.
The entire process was exceedingly simple and swift. It could be said that the slightest deviation led to an enormous difference, and he had controlled it flawlessly.
"I've already given you a chance. If you still don't seize it, then every one of you can stay here." Ye Yang did not move or get up, because he knew there was no need to deal with these people personally.
He was casting a long line to catch a big fish. These people were nothing more than puppets, not worth mentioning. The real big fish was still hiding behind the scenes.
"Keep enduring. Let's see how long you can endure." Although Ye Yang did not look with his eyes, everything happening around him was perfectly clear in his mind.
In an instant, everyone realized that their techniques looked utterly dim and feeble beneath that Flying Immortal Sword.
They were not fools. They had already sensed the threat and warning contained in that strike.
They suddenly fell silent, all of them wondering whether they could oppose him and whether they could emerge victorious while doing so.
"Enough. We're already riding a tiger and unable to dismount. Do we still have a choice? Attack! But not like this. Join forces directly and use a combined attack technique."
The man thought briefly before making his choice and judgment. Rather than fleeing in disarray, it was better to take a gamble. Perhaps there was still a slim chance of survival.
"What do you all think?"
On the surface, he was asking for their opinions, but in reality, he was giving everyone a way out. If everyone present unanimously decided to retreat, they would retreat. If they chose to withstand him head-on, then they would do exactly that.
A pair of sharp eyes swept over the crowd. They could not be frightened by a single move from their opponent. Wouldn't that make them lose face?
"Big brother, do you really need to ask? Of course we keep fighting. What, are we afraid of him?"
"That's right. Though we know there's a tiger on the mountain, we still head straight for the tiger's lair. Don't forget, if we fail to complete the mission, we'll have to bear the wrath of the other party."
Having taken someone's money, one had to eliminate their troubles. Since they had accepted the mission, they had no choice—unless they were willing to compensate the other party with double the payment.
No one had ever done that before. Those who had entertained such thoughts had all died horribly in the end.
"Fine. Since that's the case, I have nothing more to say. Form the formation!"
Everyone shouted loudly. A natal treasure sword appeared in each of their hands, and in an instant, they formed a Seven Kill Absolute Sword Formation.
Their auras intertwined, and each person became like part of a single whole. In the blink of an eye, with the man at the head, they unleashed the might of a peak Sword Saint Ninth Heaven expert.
"Brat, stop putting on this act of playing tricks in front of us. Break!"
He drew the Sun-Shooting Bow in his hands once more. Circumstances had changed, and the same technique could often display entirely different power in different conditions.
"Nine Stars in a Line, go!"
A domineering arrow beam descended from the heavens, carrying forbidden power as it hurtled toward the small house where Ye Yang was.
"Annihilate!"
That single arrow had drained their spiritual energy. Their auras instantly became chaotic, and their faces turned pale.
"Brat, let's see if you can survive this one! Let's see if you can keep hiding inside your tortoise shell!"
Only then did he reveal a gratified smile.
"Alas, others laugh at me for being too mad, while I laugh at them for failing to see through things. Don't be so stubborn, or in the end, you'll only be the ones to suffer."
All of a sudden, a strand of Sword Qi shot across the world and slammed into his arrow beam!
"Big brother, this is bad! This kid is not someone we can provoke!"
"That's right. Let's retreat quickly. If we don't leave now, we won't get another chance."
After a single move, how could any egg remain intact? The man at the front bore the brunt of it and spat out a mouthful of blood. Those behind him were also forced into a chain reaction.
With a loud splurt, one after another vomited blood without end, swaying as though they might collapse. They had long since lost their earlier composure.
"This is bad. We've been tricked. There must be an unparalleled expert inside, otherwise how could he be so powerful?"
In the blink of an eye, a figure shot into the sky and arrived before them. The moment he appeared, he smashed down with a fist, his momentum blazing like fire, sweeping away all obstacles and flowing in one seamless motion.
"This is bad! Everyone, help me!"
There was no time to think or react in any other way. He instinctively raised his hand and blocked with a fist.
Crack!
A miserable cry rang out through the night. These people had truly overestimated themselves—their fate had already been decided.
His hand was broken outright, bent backward as he let out a howl of agony. The others were not faring any better.
"One, two, three, four..."
The group had been brimming with confidence and surging with momentum just moments ago, yet they had already been defeated like a mountain collapsing before they had even seen their opponent's shadow!
"So this is your method? This is your Seven Kill Absolute Sword Formation?" Ye Yang did not want them to see his appearance, so he put on a Golden Mask.
He held a short sword in his hand, yet it radiated a terrifying power.
"Will you submit or not? Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
With a single move, he had made them pay a devastating price. More than a dozen people wailed in agony, utterly powerless to resist.
"Speak. Who sent you here? If you still refuse to talk, don't blame me for showing no mercy beneath my sword." Ye Yang's eyes gleamed ferociously, like an ancient savage beast ready to devour its prey!
His entire body seemed to have been cast from gold, and every gesture contained tremendous power. Beneath the Golden Mask was the awe-inspiring might of a heavenly god!
"One, two, three..."
Each number rang in the crowd's ears like a death god's summons, carrying an irresistible, supreme demonic force!
"Big brother, this kid is no good person. Make a decision quickly!"
"That's right. If we wait any longer, we won't have a chance!" Each of them clung to those words like drowning men grasping at straws, tossed and turned amid raging waves.
"Enough. Stop talking. Let me think a little longer."
With a single thought, life and death became worlds apart. Their ending had been decided from the very beginning; they simply had not expected it to come so soon!
"We surrender! We submit! Young hero, please show mercy, hold back your hand, and spare the lives of my brothers!" The man at the head thought at lightning speed. Those three seconds felt as long as a year.
"Heh heh. You were overestimating yourselves from the very beginning, and your defeat was already sealed. Get lost, before I change my mind!" A cold voice rang out from beneath Ye Yang's Golden Mask.
"Get lost!"
The crowd felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted. They fled through the nearest opening and vanished in the blink of an eye!
"Sure enough, it was you—a creature as cunning as an old fox!"
They had come quickly and left just as quickly. A life-and-death crisis had been perfectly resolved beneath Ye Yang's divine might!
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