One Against Seven!

The atmosphere in the courtyard on Changyuan Street was murderous!

Qian Luoxin witnessed Ye Li's ferocious, wolf-like momentum, and alarm bells rang in his heart; a chill instantly coursed through his entire body!

The moment he sensed the change in Ye Li, he knew things had gone south and felt the urge to retreat.

But the grudge was already set, so he could only bite the bullet and shout, "Everyone, attack together! Take him down!"

In the next instant, Ye Li's figure tore through the dozen meters separating them like a ghost, his target locked squarely on Qian Luoxin!

That speed was beyond all reason!

"You rats who hide your heads and show your tails, how dare you clamor before me?!"

His right fist, wrapped in a dull pressure of wind, smashed fiercely toward Qian Luoxin's face!

Qian Luoxin's pupils constricted, and he instinctively moved to raise his arms in defense.

At the critical moment!

A black shadow blending into the night darted out from Ye Li's right side like a venomous snake! It was Wang Chuanxi!

His skill entry was named [Ghost Step], which could increase movement speed by 25% while reducing his presence by 15%!

Combined with exquisite footwork, this entry made him seem like a phantom skimming the ground; had Ye Li's five senses not been so sharp, he would have barely noticed him.

He did not attack Ye Li's vitals directly, but instead threw a vicious punch toward the undefended space under Ye Li's ribs, intending to "besiege Wei to rescue Zhao," forcing Ye Li to defend and breaking his momentum.

"You want to trade blows with me!"

Looking at the fist that had suddenly struck out, a savage glint appeared in Ye Li's eyes: "Then I'll grant your wish!"

As the thought flashed through his mind, the trajectory of the fist Ye Li had aimed at Qian Luoxin shifted abruptly.

He twisted his waist, channeling force through his spine, and his right fist shot out like a cannonball from its chamber, colliding head-on with Wang Chuanxi's sneak attack without any fancy tricks!

The blood-energy network that could normally cushion an impact was rendered nearly useless against Ye Li's perfected Clear Force.

At this moment, the strength in Ye Li's hands could easily press smooth indentations into bluestone.

If even brittle bluestone was like that, what chance did a human hand have?

"BOOM--!"

A dull, drum-like roar exploded in the courtyard!

This was immediately followed by the teeth-grinding, dense sound of "crack, crack, crack" as bones shattered like parched beans!

"ARGH--!!!"

A shrill, distorted scream instantly pierced the silence of the night!

The moment Wang Chuanxi's right arm made contact with Ye Li's iron fist, it was like rotten wood struck by a heavy hammer; the bones from his fist to his forearm and upper arm shattered and twisted out of shape inch by inch!

Jagged white bone fragments mixed with bloody froth pierced through skin and flesh, exposed to the cold air.

His entire arm hung limp at a grotesque angle, and blood sprayed out like a broken faucet, instantly staining the blue bricks beneath his feet red!

"First!"

Having said that, he didn't even glance at Wang Chuanxi, who was wailing and rolling on the ground in agony, his eyes instantly locking onto the malicious wind attacking from behind!

At this moment, a gleaming broadsword pierced the night, hacking toward his spine.

But that lightning-fast downward strike looked as slow as a child's play to Ye Li, who was in a state of intense focus.

The next moment, Ye Li's arms reached back like lightning; he did not dodge or evade, but instead grabbed the blade with his bare flesh!

His palm clamped precisely onto the back of the blade, his five fingers locking tight like iron pincers! His fingertips turned white from the instantaneous, immense force!

With his waist and stance unified, shoulders sunk and elbows dropped, he channeled a massive force along the blade, pulling and twisting backward with a violent jerk!

"SHHH--!"

A harsh sound of metal grinding against metal rang out!

The attacker felt an irresistible, terrifying force transmit from the hilt.

The webbing between his thumb and forefinger tore instantly, and he could no longer hold onto the broadsword, which was forcibly snatched away by Ye Li!

The blade changed hands, and the killing intent grew even stronger!

With a flash of cold light, the hilt was firmly in Ye Li's palm.

Though he was not trained in swordplay, the essential techniques for countering weapons from the Nine Chapters Fist Manual had long since been etched into his marrow.

Now with a sharp blade in hand, Ye Li reversed the fist principles, turning defense into offense!

The fist manual used hands to defend against blades, but Ye Li used the blade to break hands!

"Second!"

In an instant, the blade became a blur in Ye Li's hands.

The sword light spilled out like splashing water, not in wide, sweeping slashes, but in fast, accurate, and ruthless cuts and parries!

In just a single breath, nine strikes were unleashed!

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The blade tip precisely severed the four tendons in the ambusher's wrists and ankles!

Simultaneously, the blade flipped like a wheel, parrying the several broadswords swung by five others who had seized the moment to strike, all in the blink of an eye!

The dense, explosive ringing of metal clashing and the dull thuds of blades entering flesh erupted almost at once!

The ambusher couldn't even finish his scream; as his four tendons snapped, he felt all strength vanish from his limbs.

Like mud with its bones removed, he collapsed heavily to the ground!

"Urgh—!"

Only then did the delayed, agonizing pain force a heart-rending howl from his throat.

In a mere instant, two men were crippled.

Qian Luoxin was terrified, a bone-chilling cold surging through him like a tide!

With retreat on his mind, he hurriedly stammered, "Ye... Brother Ye, this is all a misunderstanding, we were just joking..."

"Noisy thief! Taste my blade!"

Seeing his opponent beg for mercy, Ye Li flew into a rage.

His roar sounded like a thunderclap, drowning out the other man's pleas!

As he spoke, killing intent surged in his eyes, and his footwork seemed to shrink the distance, closing in instantly!

With a flick of his wrist, the icy blade transformed into a lethal cold light, whistling through the air as it slashed toward Qian Luoxin's throat with lightning speed!

Puchi—!

The dull sound of the blade slicing through skin and windpipe was clearly audible!

The words in Qian Luoxin's mouth came to an abrupt halt, replaced by a torrent of scalding blood mixed with broken bubbles gushing wildly from his slit throat and mouth!

He widened his eyes in disbelief, his hands clutching his neck in vain as his body convulsed violently, making wheezing sounds, but he could no longer utter a single coherent word before stumbling backward and falling!

"No—!!"

Seeing Qian Luoxin's throat slit in one strike, the others panicked, but they were already struggling to save themselves, let alone protect anyone else!

Puff! Puff!

Ye Li reversed his grip on the blade and struck out with both fists.

Carrying the condensed energy of peak Clear Force, they hit like heavy hammers!

The fists landed squarely on the chests of two men without any flourish!

The dull, explosive sound of cracking bones rang out like popping beans!

Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs sprayed from their mouths, and their chests caved in at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Their bodies were blasted over ten meters away by the violent fist force like tattered sacks, slamming heavily against the courtyard wall before sliding down, limp and unconscious!

"Run! We must run! This guy is a god of slaughter!"

A sense of terror swept through them; with no thought of surrounding him left, they turned to flee!

Lu Xiuyuan and the last remaining unscathed man, Guo Chen, exchanged a glance and leaped simultaneously.

Using the reaction force from the ground, the two jumped toward the outside of the courtyard.

They could even feel the cold night wind brushing against their cheeks; as long as they could escape, as long as they could get outside...

However, the moment their bodies cleared the courtyard wall!

A blood-stained hand, cold and hard as iron, suddenly reached out from below.

The hand grabbed the ankle of Guo Chen, who was leaping alongside Lu Xiuyuan, with absolute precision!

"Urgh?!"

Guo Chen only had time to let out a short, desperate scream before his upward momentum was abruptly cut short!

Following that, an irresistible, massive force erupted, dragging his body violently back into that hellish courtyard!

"No—!!!"

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