The courtyard on Changyuan Street was thick with murderous tension!
Watching Ye Li's ferocious, wolf-like presence, Qian Luoxin's alarm bells rang wildly. A chill shot through his entire body!
The moment he sensed Ye Li's change, he had already realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat.
But the feud had already begun. He could only grit his teeth and shout, "Everyone, attack together! Cripple him!"
In the next instant, Ye Li's figure tore through the dozen or so meters between them like a ghost, heading straight for Qian Luoxin!
He was moving faster than should have been possible!
"You skulking rat, you dare run your mouth in front of me?!"
His right fist, wrapped in a heavy rush of wind, smashed toward Qian Luoxin's face!
Qian Luoxin's pupils contracted. He instinctively raised his arms to block.
At the critical moment!
A shadow that blended into the night darted out from Ye Li's right side like a venomous snake. It was Wang Chuanxi!
His trait was called [Ghost Step]. It increased his movement speed by 25% while reducing his presence by 15%!
Combined with his exquisite footwork, he was like a wraith skimming across the ground. Had Ye Li's senses not been so sharp, he might not have noticed him at all.
He didn't attack Ye Li's vital points directly. Instead, he viciously punched toward the opening beneath Ye Li's ribs, hoping to relieve the siege by attacking from the other side, force Ye Li to defend himself, and halt his charge.
"You want to trade punches with me?!"
Staring at the fist that had suddenly swung at him, Ye Li's eyes turned savage. "Then I'll give you what you want!"
In the blink of an eye, the path of the fist aimed at Qian Luoxin abruptly changed.
His waist twisted, power flowed through his spine, and his right fist shot out like a cannonball, smashing head-on into Wang Chuanxi's sneak attack without any fancy moves!
The blood-qi network that should have softened the impact was nearly useless against Ye Li's perfected Clear Force.
At this moment, Ye Li could easily press a smooth dent into bluestone with his bare hands.
If even hard bluestone was no match, what chance did a human hand have?
Boom—!
A muffled, drumlike crash exploded through the courtyard!
It was followed by a dense series of bone-crunching cracks, like beans popping in a pan!
"Ughhh—!!!"
A shrill scream, warped by agony, tore through the silence of the night!
The instant Wang Chuanxi's right arm met Ye Li's iron fist, it was like rotten wood struck by a sledgehammer. The bones from his fist to his forearm and upper arm shattered and twisted one after another!
Pale bone fragments mixed with bloody foam pierced through his flesh, exposed to the cold air.
His entire arm dangled limply at a bizarre angle. Blood gushed out like water from a broken tap, instantly staining the bluestone bricks beneath his feet red!
"First!"
He didn't even glance at Wang Chuanxi, who was writhing and howling on the ground. His eyes immediately fixed on the vicious attack rushing in from behind!
A gleaming broad saber pierced the darkness, slashing toward his back.
But in Ye Li's focused state, that lightning-fast downward slash looked as slow as a child's play.
In the next instant, Ye Li's arms flashed backward. He neither dodged nor retreated, but reached straight for the blade with his bare hands!
His palm caught the upper edge of the blade's spine with perfect precision, and his five fingers clamped down like iron pincers! The sudden force turned his fingertips white!
With his waist and legs aligned, his shoulder lowered and elbow sank. A tremendous force ran along the blade as he yanked and twisted it backward!
Screee—!
The shrill scrape of metal rang out!
The attacker felt an irresistible, terrifying force coming through the hilt.
His webbed hand split open. He could no longer hold on to the broad saber, and Ye Li wrenched it from his grasp!
The blade changed hands, and its killing intent only grew!
A flash of cold light, and the hilt settled firmly in Ye Li's hand.
He wasn't skilled in saber techniques, but the Nine Chapters Fist Manual's methods for dismantling weapon attacks had long since become part of his bones.
Now that he held a sharp blade, Ye Li turned the principles of fistfighting on their head, turning defense into offense!
The fist manual taught him to use his hands to defend against blades. Ye Li used a blade to break through hands!
"Second!"
In almost the same instant, the blade in Ye Li's hand swept out in a blur.
The light of the saber spilled forth like splashing water. He didn't make any broad, sweeping cuts. Instead, he struck and parried with speed, precision, and ruthlessness!
In just a single breath, he unleashed nine strikes!
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The blade precisely severed the four tendons in the attacker's wrists and ankles!
At the same time, the saber spun like a wheel, perfectly deflecting the several broad sabers the other five had swung at him in the blink of an eye!
The rapid clang of metal on metal and the muffled sound of blades sinking into flesh erupted almost simultaneously!
The attacker had only managed half a scream when all four tendons snapped. His limbs abruptly lost every trace of strength.
Like a lump of mud with its bones pulled out, he collapsed heavily to the ground!
"Ughhh—!"
Only then did the belated agony wring a bloodcurdling scream from him.
In a mere instant, two men had been crippled.
Qian Luoxin was horrified. A bone-deep chill surged over him like a rising tide!
With retreat filling his heart, he hurriedly said, "Brother Ye... Brother Ye, this was all a misunderstanding. We were only joking just now..."
"Scoundrel, enough blabbering! Take this blade!"
Seeing the other side beg for mercy, Li flew into a rage.
His roar crashed like thunder, drowning out their pleas!
As he spoke, killing intent surged in his eyes. His steps seemed to shrink the ground beneath him, and in an instant he was upon them!
His wrist flicked. The cold blade became a deadly gleam, slicing toward Qian Luoxin's throat with a sharp whistle, fast as lightning!
Shhk—!
The muffled sound of the blade cutting through flesh and windpipe rang clear!
Qian Luoxin's words cut off abruptly. In their place, a torrent of hot blood mixed with broken bubbles gushed from his severed throat and mouth!
He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, futilely clutching his neck with both hands. His body convulsed violently as he made a hoarse, gurgling sound, unable to utter another complete word. He staggered backward and fell!
"No—!!"
Seeing Qian Luoxin silenced with a single cut to the throat, the others panicked. But they could barely save themselves, let alone protect anyone else!
Thwack! Thwack!
Ye Li held the saber in a reverse grip and launched a punch with each fist.
His punches carried the concentrated force of perfected Clear Force, like sledgehammers!
Without any fancy moves, his fists slammed into two men's chests!
The muffled cracks of breaking bones popped like beans in a pan!
Blood mixed with bits of their organs sprayed from their mouths as their chests visibly caved in!
Their bodies flew more than ten meters like broken sacks, smashed into the courtyard wall, and slid limply to the ground, unconscious!
"Run! We have to run! That guy's a killing god!"
Terror swept through them. They no longer even thought of surrounding him and turned to flee!
Lu Xiuyuan and the last man still uninjured, Guo Chen, exchanged a glance and leaped into the air.
Pushing off the ground, they both sprang toward the courtyard wall.
They could even feel the cold night wind brushing their cheeks. As long as they could escape—if only they could make it outside...
But just as his body cleared the courtyard wall—
A blood-soaked hand, cold as iron, suddenly shot up from below.
It seized the ankle of Guo Chen, who had leaped up alongside Lu Xiuyuan, with perfect precision!
"Ugh?!"
Guo Chen managed only a short, desperate cry before the upward momentum of his body was abruptly cut off!
Then a tremendous force burst forth, yanking him back into that hellish courtyard!
"No—!!!"
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