Chapter 76: The Elegance of That One Sword (First Update)

  Ordinary words echoed softly in everyone's ears, with a lingering resonance...

  Those three sword rings that charged into the crowd were rapidly expanding, and in the blink of an eye, they had grown to more than triple their original size. A bright light radiated from the center of the sword ring, just as Ye Chen had said, the rapid expansion of the three sword rings would result in them bursting open, transforming into countless needle-like sword auras that spread out in all directions!

  Those seemingly weak and tiny needles turned into a harbinger of death in the eyes of others, originally gathered together, those countless needle-shaped sword energies shot out, and fell on the bodies of the crowd, one by one pitiful cries came from the mouths of these iron-like men.

  In the blink of an eye, several people closest to the sword ring instantly turned into blood people, with countless wounds all over their bodies. Blood splattered everywhere like a fountain, and as they watched the people around them die one by one, these warriors finally became terrified again and retreated continuously to the rear!

  Ye Chen's eyes were dull and expressionless as he glanced at the leader of the group, then suddenly burst out, appearing behind the fleeing crowd like a ghost. The sword in his hand was like a scythe of death, constantly stabbing into their backs, each strike ending a life, each strike splashing blood. Ye Chen was like a killing machine, tirelessly reaping lives without fatigue.

  The bloody scene and the cries of agony around them kept stimulating this group of men, who suddenly fled in all directions.

  The right foot lightly tapped, with the right foot as the center, the body quickly rotated, the long sword whizzed, and the figure turned into a whirlwind that rushed towards the crowd, the sword rose, and the head fell.

  "Mother's, all of you get over here!" The thunderous roar shook the air, and the originally fleeing men hastily gathered around the leader, a burly man. In just a few moments, dozens of corpses had appeared on the scene, and fear spread like bamboo shoots after a spring rain in the hearts of the crowd.

  However, when the five initial martial artists gathered together, their powerful momentum also slowly condensed together, which actually increased a bit of prestige.

  With a flick of his wrist, the dan medicine slowly entered his mouth. Ye Chen lightly manipulated the sword body and immediately smiled, saying indifferently: "I heard that your captain has offered a reward of 10 million to hunt me down!"

  The words were so calm, but the cold intent hidden in his voice made one's hair stand on end.

  "Mother's, up!" The big man shouted coldly, holding a long sword. The momentum of the initial peak of martial arts was like a stormy rain sweeping across, bringing the confidence of all the men in the field with it. The other four martial artists who had reached the peak of martial arts followed closely behind, and the sword shadows that filled the sky brought a terrifying atmosphere to Ye Chen, stirring up the red dust on the ground.

  The corner of his mouth revealed a faint, sinister smile. With a sudden burst, his figure seemed to be fixed in place, and the true energy from his hands continuously overflowed outward, as if preparing for some powerful move. However, the treacherous color in his eyes was inadvertently caught by Ye Chen, "A lure?"

  Ye Chen smiled coldly, his long sword flashing with a chilling light as he charged straight at the big man who was being used as bait. He muttered to himself, "Fine, since you want to be the bait, I'll play along!"

  The big fellow was startled and cursed in his heart: "Knowing it's a trap, you still come, how detestable!"

  He took a step back, but immediately came to his senses, and in great anger, he raised his sword and charged at Ye Chen again, the sword's shadow covering Ye Chen's path.

  But at that moment, a black shadow floated in like a ghost, followed by a faint voice: "Idiot!"

  The long sword stirred constantly, Ye Chen's feet slightly pushed off, the sword tip suddenly shifted three points to the left, and then in mid-air, it transformed into a virtual shadow, suddenly piercing through the sword shadow stabbed out by Da Han. The true energy surged like a tidal wave, carrying a terrifying aura that broke open the sword shadow.

  "Thud..." A loud sound. The big man couldn't believe it and lowered his head, only to see the long sword that had pierced through his chest and back, passing right through his bones!

  Zhuo Wu reached the peak of his martial arts skills, but was killed by a single glance from his opponent's sword, and a chill slowly spread through the hearts of the onlookers.

  Four big men beside him saw the plan fail and quickly retreated to the rear, but how could Ye Chen let go of this opportunity? He coldly laughed: "Too late!"

  Before the sound had even faded, Ye Chen disappeared from his original position once again. With a few swift and subtle movements, he transformed into a series of black shadows that flashed by in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he caught up to the two burly men who were fleeing ahead of him. With a light swing of his sword, they fell to the ground without any struggle, their eyes frozen in death.

  "Kill!" The remaining two big men had a look of madness on their faces, ferocious and terrifying.

  The giant sword stirred the air, immediately emitting a series of explosive sounds. The sword stabbed towards Ye Chen's chest, without any defense or evasion, solely for the sake of attacking, an absolute attack, simply a desperate and reckless fighting style, with a fearless aura that matched his chaotic and disorderly swordsmanship, all falling into Ye Chen's eyes in such a sorry state.

  Bodies scattered everywhere, feet treading on blood pools, figures swirling like whirlwinds.

  Sword energy slash, energy slash, cut off everything!

  Ye Chen's eyes were tightly closed, exceptionally calm, with one hand holding his sword. At this moment, he felt the autumn wind blowing through his long hair, bringing a hint of emptiness.

  The long sword slowly rose and then slowly thrust forward, seemingly slow thrusts of four swords!

  Dry leaves floating on the ground rose eerily with the movement of a few people, as if the sky was raining down a shower of fallen leaves.

  The first sword, Ye Chen's sword was like a mad storm, chopping up the maple leaves that danced in the sky.

  The second sword, Ye Chen's sword was like a meteor falling from the sky, shining brightly to the extreme, and stirring up a commotion in the air like lightning.

  The third sword, Ye Chen's sword was as cold and biting as the flying snow in a harsh winter, icy cold, shattering the splashing gravel.

  The fourth sword, Ye Chen's sword was like a silver moonlight that rose with the tide, extremely strange and unpredictable, with no gaps or openings, and in mid-air, there were only those sword shadows that shone with a silvery light.

  A simple four swords transformed into a vast expanse of sword shadows, constantly merging and recombining into a single, gentle sword like flowing water. Unbeknownst to him, the Sword Qi Slash was no longer just a Sword Qi Slash. Ye Chen suddenly thrust out a sword, accurately piercing the hearts of the two burly men. The sword fell, and the men collapsed!

  The scene was quiet, with everyone staring in disbelief at the five burly men lying next to Ye Chen. The initial peak warriors looked like trash in the hands of this black-robed youth. A sense of despair spread through the crowd's hearts. In an instant, several burly men rushed towards the surrounding pavilions.

  Holding a long sword, Ye Chen gazed indifferently at the fleeing figure, and a sense of emptiness spread through his body. This feeling of powerlessness was extremely unpleasant. His pupils contracted, and Ye Chen's expression changed slightly, becoming exceptionally solemn as he looked back in that direction. A blood shadow gradually emerged from there, followed by an extremely terrifying aura.

  This aura was extremely familiar to Ye Chen, it belonged to Xue Sword.

  Helplessly gazing at the fleeing figures, his toes tapped the ground, a cyan whirlwind slowly formed beneath his feet, and then he suddenly kicked off, shooting towards the direction opposite to Mu Ye and the others. A few seconds later, several terrifying auras descended from the air, and a distinct sword mark spanning dozens of meters appeared in the spot where Ye Chen had just stood.

  Dust filled the air, a shadow of blood gradually emerged, and that face looked exceptionally ferocious under the moonlight...

  "Die, I'm going to kill you!" A furious voice floated out of the Blood Sword's mouth, like a thunderclap from the nine heavens, echoing for a long time...