A Cleaver in Two!

"Closing the door to catch the dog"?

Hearing Tang Fei and Phoenix's conversation, Chen Hu knew the situation was dire.

If this woman was truly a Qi Control Realm expert, then he and the Gray Robes he brought in were no match for her alone.

Otherwise, why would they have closed the doors? Wasn't it precisely because they were afraid they would let them escape?

A Gray Robe pulled a whistle from his pocket, intending to sound an alarm.

Snap!

A Silver Light Whip lashed out, cleanly severing half of the Gray Robe's head.

Bang!

The head landed on the ground, splattering blood everywhere.

The remaining half of the body stood for a long moment before finally collapsing to the ground with a thud.

The Gray Robes scattered in panic. Some tried to retreat from the courtyard, only to be hammered back by Little Fatty.

When an expert makes a move, you know it.

Chen Hu couldn't even clearly see how Phoenix attacked before a Gray Robe beside him had his head cut off. Such power was simply inconceivable.

Furthermore, the whip she wielded was clearly an energy weapon from New Star. Weapons from Old Earth couldn't possibly be this sharp.

Chen Hu stared at Phoenix with sinister eyes. He knew they had found the right person.

If only they hadn't found her.

He had desperately wanted to find her before, but now that he had, his own life was on the line?

He wanted to get promoted and become rich, but that was only possible if he stayed alive.

"We at the Flame Shrine have no quarrel with you. Why are you killing our Gray Robes?" Chen Hu demanded.

"What? Trying to stall for time?" Tang Fei saw through his trick at a glance and said mockingly.

He knew that as long as Chen Hu and his men lingered in this courtyard, the people outside would eventually become suspicious if they didn't get a result. They would realize something had happened to them in this courtyard.

At that point, the Flame Army would surely surround and attack them in large numbers.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

Phoenix knew they couldn't delay. The Phoenix Whip in her hand coiled, and she lunged towards Chen Hu.

Chen Hu raised his great saber, roared, and prepared to meet Phoenix's lightning whip head-on.

The blade hummed, and green energy circled its edge.

Green energy was saber energy.

Chen Hu had some talent in cultivation, but not much.

Without the guidance of a master or the aid of profound secret manuals, relying solely on a basic saber technique passed down from before the Great Cataclysm and day-after-day of arduous practice, he had managed to cultivate saber energy.

With the addition of saber energy, this great saber was no longer an ordinary weapon.

This was also what he had always taken pride in. With this ability, he had been doing quite well within the Flame Shrine. If Bian Zhenxin hadn't died, and if he had stayed by his side for a few more years, he would have been able to take over the position of Gray Robe leader in the Hate Mountain District after Bian Zhenxin's promotion.

What a shame!

Chen Hu prepared to meet Phoenix's lightning whip with this saber strike. He knew that in a real fight, his strength was far inferior to that of a Qi Control Realm expert.

However, he possessed immense brute strength.

As long as he could withstand a few more of her whips, he would be able to escape with his life once the experts from the Flame Shrine arrived.

The Phoenix Whip struck Chen Hu's raised great saber. Upon contact, the green energy on the precious saber instantly vanished.

Clang!

The great saber split into two, the front section falling to the ground.

As easily as slicing through tofu, the Phoenix Whip had cut through Chen Hu's great saber.

At the same time, it had also cut through his body.

The Silver Light Whip sliced across his body, leaving a gaping wound in his chest.

He looked down, an expression of disbelief on his face.

He knew there was a gap in their strength, but he hadn't expected it to be this vast.

One strike?

He had only managed to unleash one attack.

Bang!

His body also fell heavily to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

He knew something was wrong, but he hadn't anticipated this outcome.

Seeing their leader sliced in half by a single whip, the other Gray Robes trembled with fear, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.

Some of the more timid ones even collapsed onto the ground, unable to move.

"Help..."

Someone was about to cry for help when Little Fatty silenced them with a hammer blow.

More people were actually unable to make a sound, their throats feeling as if they were stuffed with cotton.

Tang Fei wasn't idle either. Controlling his saber with qi, the cleaver weaved through the crowd. One strike per person, showing no mercy.

Soon, the courtyard was littered with corpses.

These Gray Robes from the Flame Shrine were just ordinary people with slightly stronger bodies. They were fine bullying law-abiding citizens, but when they encountered a cultivator like Tang Fei, they were just lambs to the slaughter.

Little Fatty, still worried that some weren't dead, went around checking with his large hammer.

If he found anyone who hadn't drawn their last breath or wasn't severely injured, he'd swing his hammer to finish them off.

Everyone had clear roles and coordinated seamlessly.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Hu and the dozen or so Gray Robes he brought with him were all cleaned out.

The small courtyard fell silent once more, the air filled with a strong scent of blood.

In the center of the village, Bian Feng, mounted on a tall horse, grew impatient waiting for news from Chen Hu and asked, "Where is Chen Hu? Why hasn't he brought the people here yet?"

Blood Hand walked up and respectfully said, "My lord, shall I go take a look?"

"Go ahead," Bian Feng nodded. "See what the situation is. He can't even bring back a villager. Is this how Chen Hu handles things?" He paused, then added, "Take more men with you."

He knew Chen Hu's capabilities, otherwise, he wouldn't have sent him to the Hate Mountain District to assist his son.

If he hadn't returned by now, had something happened?

"Yes, my lord," Blood Hand replied gleefully.

He knew that if he handled this well, he might earn Bian Feng's favor.

Then, the Blood Hand Society's days would be even better. They could rob and kill anyone they pleased, and no matter how much they grew, they wouldn't have to worry about the Flame Shrine coming to wipe them out.

After all, they were acting under orders to plunder.

Blood Hand waved his hand, and dozens of Blood Hand Society members followed him to find Chen Hu.

Many people had seen where Chen Hu had gone earlier, so without needing a guide, they arrived at the entrance of Tang Fei's small courtyard.

"Is this it?"

"This is it."

Just as Blood Hand was about to knock, he stopped.

He sniffed the air and detected a strong smell of blood.

"Not good," Blood Hand's heart leaped, realizing Chen Hu and his men might be in danger.

As he was about to sound an alarm, a loud crash echoed.

The door panel suddenly flew outwards, carrying a whistling wind as it hurtled towards them.

Blood Hand was agile and reacted the quickest. He pushed off the ground and leaped into the air.

The other Blood Hand Society members weren't as lucky. They were directly hit by the thick, ironwood door panel.

Their chests were crushed, bones broken, and they lay on the ground, vomiting blood.

Tang Fei charged forward, his cleaver transformed into the scythe of the Grim Reaper.

Under the pull of his qi, each strike sliced through a person's throat.

Phoenix was not to be outdone. With a whip strike, a row of Blood Hand Society members were cut in half.

You should always believe in science; high-tech weapons do kill faster.

Little Fatty followed closely, swinging his hammer and sending one person flying with each blow.

Whether they were dead or not, they were definitely flying.

Old Man brought up the rear, providing support for the three and staying vigilant for any sneak attacks from behind.

Tang Fei and his group took the initiative, causing chaos and slaughter. The Blood Hand Society members and the Flame Shrine's Gray Robes were routed, retreating in disarray.

The commotion here was too great, finally alerting Bian Feng and the others in the center of the village.

A large number of Flame Army soldiers and cultivators converged on the area, determined to capture Tang Fei and his group.

Tang Fei raised his saber, ready to kill again, but the Gray Robes were already terrified. They fled in panic, crying and screaming towards the rear.

Clang.

The fully armed Flame Army arrived, forming ranks and leveling their weapons, confronting Tang Fei, Little Fatty, and the others.

On one side were Tang Fei, Phoenix, Little Fatty, and Old Man, who was trailing far behind, looking like he wanted to run at any moment. On the other side was a well-equipped, endless line of soldiers with countless firearms.

This was a battle of vastly unequal forces.