Slash!

"Second Young Master, stop wasting words with him. This is Blazing Blade Sect territory!"

Zhao Ping'an wanted to say a few more words since this was his first fight, but the old man at the Third Level Innate Realm immediately threw in the towel and urged his master to act directly, lest more complications arise.

"You four, go! I want him to spend the rest of his life in bed!"

The Young Master was surprisingly obedient and stopped talking nonsense, directly ordering his four subordinates to attack.

"So uncooperative..."

Zhao Ping'an drew his Great Saber with a "clang." After practicing for so long, he hadn't used his saber techniques yet. This was a good opportunity to test their effectiveness.

Of course, he only planned to use the First-rate Martial Art Blade Qi Across, which he had practiced to perfection.

Not to mention the Great Grandmaster (Yellow-tier) martial art God Slaying Saber Strike, which was already perfected, or even the Grandmaster (Human-tier) martial art Eight Heavenly Gang Styles, these people weren't worthy of witnessing them.

It's worth mentioning that the cultivation methods and martial arts deduced by the game panel were all top-tier for each level, making him nearly invincible among peers.

Seeing Zhao Ping'an draw his long saber, the four martial artists exchanged glances, their eyes full of mockery.

Before coming, they had already investigated everything about the opponent. A mere warrior under twenty years old dared to draw a saber in front of them.

"I'll play with him first..."

A martial artist wielding a long staff stepped forward and smashed towards Zhao Ping'an's wrist. Judging by the force, if he were hit, it would be at least a comminuted fracture, ruining his life.

"Blade Qi Across—Slash!"

Zhao Ping'an's eyes turned cold, and he directly swung his saber.

Blade Qi Across emphasized overwhelming opponents with power, attacking as defense, sweeping across the eight directions!

Even without using his Qi, the sheer force combined with the heavy Great Saber was enough to overwhelm an Innate Martial Master in one strike.

"Clang!"

"Crack!"

"Ah!!! My hand! My hand!!!"

With a clash of metal, the martial artist's iron staff was cleaved into two sections. Also falling to the ground was the martial artist's right hand and half of his arm.

Blood splattered high. Fortunately, Zhao Ping'an dodged quickly, or his new clothes would have been stained.

However, Zhao Ping'an's expression was grim. This was the first time he had cut someone. The scene of blood flowing everywhere made him feel nauseous, and his face turned pale.

"Zhang Zhen!"

"Brat, you're courting death!!!"

The four clearly had a good relationship. Two immediately stepped forward to bandage the wounds of the man named Zhang Zhen, while another, who also wielded a saber, directly swung his weapon at Zhao Ping'an's neck.

He had long forgotten his initial intention of only injuring and not killing. Clearly, his companion's sudden severe injury had sent him into a rage.

At the same time, Zhao Ping'an's pale complexion also gave them the wrong information, making them think he had used some forbidden technique to achieve this outcome.

Although Zhao Ping'an felt unwell, it did not affect his strength or speed in wielding his saber.

"Clang!"

"Pfft!"

With another crisp sound of metal clashing, the martial artist who lunged forward with his saber had his weapon cleaved away. Zhao Ping'an then struck him directly in the chest with his saber.

"Thump..."

With the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, the nameless martial artist lay on the ground, blood and intestines spilling out. He was spitting bloody foam from his mouth, clearly on his last breath.

"Wang Mang! This kid is strange, let's go together!"

If it was luck the first time, then the second time was definitely not normal.

The remaining two martial artists, seeing the tragic state of their companion, changed their expressions drastically. They immediately abandoned bandaging their comrade Zhang Zhen's wounds and raised their weapons to attack Zhao Ping'an, whose face was growing paler.

"Old Liu, what's going on with this kid? He's just a warrior, yet he took down two senior guards with just two saber strikes?"

Watching Zhao Ping'an casually defeat two experts at the seventh or eighth level of the Houtian Martial Artist realm with two saber strikes, the Second Young Master Sun asked the old man beside him in shock.

"This... this old man doesn't understand either. Looking at his pale face, it seems like he used some forbidden technique that depletes qi and blood, but what forbidden technique could have such power? What?!!"

Just as Old Liu, who was at the third level of the Xiantian realm, was answering, Zhao Ping'an again struck down the remaining two with two saber blows. They were also struck in the chest, and with the medical conditions of this era, they likely wouldn't survive.

Afterward, Zhao Ping'an, with a grim expression, strode towards the old man and the young man not far away.

"You're seeking death!!!"

Old Liu immediately drew a soft sword from his waist, which shone with a cold light. The tip of the sword emitted sword qi more than three inches long, stabbing directly towards Zhao Ping'an's face.

"You're the one seeking death! Blade Qi Across! Conquer All Directions!"

Zhao Ping'an, who had recovered by now, suddenly made his long saber move like a continuous stream. Under Old Liu's widening eyes, he instantly unleashed a curtain of saber energy that swept across his body.

"What... exquisite saber technique..."

"Clang!"

As Old Liu's long sword fell to the ground, fountains of blood immediately erupted from his body, drenching the Second Young Master Sun beside him, turning him into a bloodied figure.

Sun Shize stared blankly at the fallen Old Liu and the senior guards he had brought. For a moment, he was frozen, his mind unable to process what had happened.

His heart echoed with a single voice, "This isn't real, it's all fake, fake! Fake!!!"

After dodging the splashing blood, Zhao Ping'an walked towards the only remaining standing person, the second young master of the Sun family.

"Don't come any closer! I am Sun Shize, the second young master of the direct lineage of the Sun family! If you dare to touch me, I will definitely make you wish you were dead! Wish you were dead!"

Sun Shize immediately drew the long saber in his hand and roared in terror.

"Considering you didn't intend to kill me at first, I won't kill you either!"

"Really?"

"But while you can escape the death penalty, you cannot escape punishment!"

Zhao Ping'an directly slashed his saber towards Sun Shize's legs.

Sun Shize reflexively raised his saber to block, but it was futile against the vast chasm in strength.

"Clang!"

Sun Shize's long saber was directly stuck between Zhao Ping'an's cleaver, and was dragged by the cleaver as it sliced across his foot.

"Ah!!! My foot! My foot!!!"

"What a sharp blade!"

Zhao Ping'an looked at the huge notch on his cleaver, which was worth fifty taels of silver, and whispered.

And the one who caused all this was Sun Shize's long saber, which was like the Brocade Spring Saber from his past life.

On his cleaver, there was another small nick, which was made by Old Liu's Soft Sword.

"Quite heavy! These two weapons will be your compensation for my emotional distress."

Zhao Ping'an pulled Sun Shize's long saber from his cleaver, then picked up the Soft Sword and scabbard from the ground, and turned to quickly head towards the Zhao Residence.

Firstly, the weapons on his body would be difficult to explain to his senior brothers and sisters. Secondly, although he dodged quickly, without using his Qi to protect himself, he was still inevitably splashed with some blood, and he needed to go back and change his clothes.

As for Sun Shize, the guard who had only lost an arm would take him back.