Kill Cloud Leopard

Twenty greatbows meant twenty arrows. Aside from Cloud Leopard, though none of Black Wind Stronghold's men had entered Lan Blood, every one of them was a skilled hand. This volley naturally carried extraordinary force.

But Yang Yi was too fast. They had loosed their arrows in haste, and most had lost their aim. The few that struck him were blocked by his surging blood and qi, unable to harm him in the slightest.

Yet among those many arrows was a massive crossbow bolt as thick as an arm and over a zhang long.

Cloud Leopard sat atop a high platform, with a siege crossbow before him. Even as he gave the order to fire, he unleashed the fierce weapon's power.

With his Lan Blood strength, his eyesight was naturally beyond that of ordinary bandits, so this strike was both swift and accurate.

A ripping whistle sounded as it came screaming through the air. Just as the massive bolt was about to blast into Yang Yi, Qin Siniang and the others in the distance had their hearts in their throats. Yang Yi, already moving at terrifying speed, had the blood and qi between his legs surge violently, and his speed increased by another thirty percent in that instant.

Screech...

The massive bolt grazed past the top of Yang Yi's head and slammed into the ground, burying itself two chi deep. Its tail fins trembled violently as dirt flew everywhere.

He clearly felt the fierce wind scrape over his scalp.

"This..." Cloud Leopard stared in stunned disbelief. Such an attack had actually been dodged. The main reason was that he had never expected Yang Yi, already so incredibly fast, to accelerate again at the moment of danger.

In other words, that terrifying speed had not even been his limit.

Having avoided that savage strike, Yang Yi had already reached the stronghold gate. From this position, the stronghold's long-range attacks no longer posed any threat to him.

He could certainly have leaped over the stronghold walls, but he had not come here to fight alone.

So his speed did not slow in the slightest. Blood and qi churned throughout his body, gathering at his fist.

Carrying the force of his entire body and the boost of his extreme speed, he threw a punch.

Boom...

A deafening crash rang out, as if an earth dragon were rolling over. The entire stronghold shuddered.

The incomparably heavy gate, sturdy enough to withstand the frenzied attacks of an ordinary Lan Blood warrior without falling, had half of one door blasted away by that single blow. Several Black Wind Stronghold bandits behind it failed to dodge in time and spat blood as they died.

At the sight of such a horrifying scene, Cloud Leopard's pupils shrank to needlepoints.

Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed something so absurd. The image of half the stronghold gate flying away was reflected in his eyes, and a profound sense of unreality welled up in his heart.

The solid defense he had relied upon had been punched open by one man? Just who was this person?

Dozens of zhang away, Shen Qian saw the heartening scene and immediately raised an arm, shouting, "Attack!"

As soon as the words fell, he took the lead and charged forward, with Qin Siniang not falling a step behind.

"Charge! All of you, charge!" How could Lu Qianshan dare hesitate any longer? The Qiao Household's three Lan Blood warriors had all led by example. He feared that if he was even a step too slow, Yang Yi would blame him afterward.

They had already prepared to lose a great many men on the way in, after all, the enemy's bows and arrows were no decorations. But now that the stronghold gate had been smashed apart and its strongest barrier was gone, what reason was there not to rush in and kill?

In an instant, amid countless noisy shouts, Golden Saber Hall's men charged toward the stronghold under Lu Qianshan's lead.

The scattered arrows raining down no longer posed much of a threat.

By now, the stronghold had already become a pot of porridge.

When Yang Yi had violently smashed his way through the gate, nearly everyone's attention had been drawn to him. After all, who had ever seen such a brutal frontal assault?

The scene just now had truly shaken their souls.

Some archers instinctively fired arrows at Yang Yi, but their vision blurred, and the enemy had already vanished from where he stood.

Yang Yi charged straight toward a high platform—the place where Cloud Leopard stood!

To capture bandits, first capture their king!

Black Wind Stronghold had two Lan Blood warriors. Duan Hong was already dead. As long as Yang Yi could deal with Cloud Leopard here, the overall situation would be settled.

Luckily, Cloud Leopard had exposed his whereabouts when giving orders earlier. Otherwise, Yang Yi really would have had trouble finding him. He had never seen him before, after all—who would know which one was Cloud Leopard?

Thus, when Cloud Leopard came back to his senses, he saw Yang Yi rushing directly toward him.

He turned pale with fright!

Having witnessed Yang Yi's methods with his own eyes, how could he not know how formidable he was? In Cloud Leopard's mind, Yang Yi was no less dangerous than those True Blood warriors.

He absolutely did not dare clash with him.

He made a prompt decision, leaping straight down from the high platform and preparing to flee toward the rear. At the same time, without looking back, he flung several hidden weapons behind him, intending to hold Yang Yi off.

Noticing his movements, two scarlet flames lit up in Yang Yi's eyes once more. In the darkness of night, the trajectories of those hidden weapons were clear as day.

He merely swayed his body slightly and easily avoided them. Taking several strides, he caught up behind Cloud Leopard and reached out to grab him.

Cloud Leopard's scalp went numb. Though he had no eyes on the back of his head, with his strength, simply judging positions by sound was no difficult task. As the howling wind bore down on him, he gritted his teeth, spun around abruptly, and slashed his saber behind him.

Blood and qi surged through his entire body. He had plainly used every ounce of his strength.

Yang Yi swiftly changed his grab into a palm strike, and his palm struck the broad saber's blade with perfect precision.

Cloud Leopard staggered, and the long saber in his hand nearly flew from his grasp.

When he had seen Yang Yi smash open the gate with one punch, he had only known that Yang Yi possessed monstrous strength. Now that he experienced it firsthand, he finally understood just how vast and overwhelming that power was.

This man... was simply not someone he could contend against!

Regret and bitterness filled him. He only felt that the moment he received the news, he should have fled at once rather than stay behind to hold the stronghold and await reinforcements.

He had not expected the Qiao Household to send such a ruthless monster. This stronghold, which he had considered exceptionally solid, was as fragile as paper in the other man's hands.

It was too late to say anything now. Before he had even regained his footing, Yang Yi's fist was already hurtling toward him.

Knowing that Black Wind Stronghold's leaders had all taken Bloodbane Pills, Yang Yi had no intention of leaving any survivors.

With that punch, Cloud Leopard's burly body flew up like a torn burlap sack. He spat blood mixed with fragments of organs from his mouth, then crashed heavily to the ground and fell silent.

"Cloud Leopard is dead!" After landing the punch, Yang Yi did not even look at Cloud Leopard. He immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

By this point, only five breaths had passed since he charged into the stronghold!

Qin Siniang, Shen Qian, and the others had only just fought their way in.

Lu Qianshan and Golden Saber Hall's many skilled fighters had only just reached the damaged stronghold gate...

The shout, fueled by blood and qi, was thunderous as it echoed through the small stronghold. Black Wind Stronghold's bandits immediately lost their heads.

Those who saw Cloud Leopard's miserable state began fleeing for their lives at once. More who did not yet know what had happened stood helplessly at a loss.

Yang Yi was already charging toward the enemy. After shouting, he naturally was not foolish enough to stand there doing nothing. Cloud Leopard was indeed dead, but many remnants of Black Wind Stronghold remained within the stronghold.

"Kill!" Shen Qian shouted as he rushed into the stronghold, raising his sword and stabbing at the nearest enemy.

Qin Siniang immediately located Yang Yi and swiftly moved to join him.

Golden Saber Hall's men had also charged in. In an instant, the stronghold descended into chaos.

The battle ended in less than the time it took to burn a stick of incense. The disparity in strength between both sides was simply too great. With the stronghold gate broken and Cloud Leopard dead, even without Yang Yi taking action, Qin Siniang and the others could have easily captured this stronghold.