Yu Xiaofeng moved through the rooms in the back courtyard. He had lost count of how many corpses he had seen. It was his first time seeing so many bodies, each killed with a single blow and bearing no unnecessary wounds.
Murder had been illegal in his previous life, but this was a continent where strength reigned supreme.
"Only the workshop in the front courtyard remains."
Yu Xiaofeng spoke calmly as his entire body shot toward the workshop like a cannonball. The furnace flames raged and blood sprayed everywhere. A black shadow tore through the crowd like a tiger among sheep, every swing of its sword taking another living life.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaofeng accelerated, intending to stop the black shadow. But the other party was even faster. With a flicker of movement, a single palm strike sent Yu Xiaofeng flying.
Yu Xiaofeng spat blood as he flew backward. He watched the black shadow push open a side door, revealing the Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger brothers.
As the two turned back, a sharp dagger instantly slit across their throats.
Bang! Bang!
The instant blood sprayed out, their bodies collapsed onto the ground, hitting it with two heavy thuds.
Yu Xiaofeng braced one hand against the ground as repulsive-force vortices formed beneath his feet, launching him toward the black shadow.
"An ant courting death?"
The voice was strange, neither distinctly male nor female. A streak of black light shot toward Yu Xiaofeng and pierced through him in the blink of an eye.
His entire body slammed straight into the furnace. With a deafening bang, the whole blacksmith shop ignited. The flames were like gunpowder doused in oil, erupting with explosive pops throughout the room.
In less than a minute, the entire blacksmith shop exploded and was reduced to ruins in