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Chapter 53 of 100

Chapter 53

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The piercing scream sent shivers down one's spine. Jiang Chen's sword not only pierced Li Changming's shoulder but also penetrated his internal nerves. Moreover, Jiang Chen's sword was imbued with scorching flames that burned directly into Li Changming's body. The pain was so intense that even a Dan Realm expert could not bear it.

In other words, a single sword strike could not completely incapacitate a Dan Realm expert, but the pain brought by Jiang Chen's sword far exceeded the norm. Under such intense pain, Li Changming's body convulsed, and he seemed unable to do anything but scream.

Clang!

Li Changming's large knife fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Swoosh!

Jiang Chen slowly pulled the Black Spirit Sword out of Li Changming's body. With each inch the sword was pulled out, more blood spurted out. The blood, scorched by the flames, instantly dried and fell to the ground.

This was a chilling scene. The four remaining members of the Li family looked as if they had seen a ghost, their hearts filled with despair. It was over; there was no chance today. Even Li Changming, their greatest reliance, was no match for Jiang Chen, let alone them.

Even the people from the Yan family held their breath, watching Li Changming's miserable state, their eyes involuntarily showing fear. The attack was too ruthless. Fortunately, Jiang Chen was on their side; if he were an enemy, their fate would not be any better than Li Changming's.

"I told you before, a Dan Realm expert is nothing special. I also told you not to provoke me because the consequences would be severe, but you didn't listen. Sigh."

Jiang Chen said this casually, his long sword now resting on Li Changming's neck.

"Jiang Chen, if you dare to kill me, my father will never let you off."

Li Changming's body trembled, completely losing resistance under Jiang Chen's overwhelming aura, and could only use Li Shan Yue to threaten him.

"Didn't I say before? Li Shan Yue is destined to have no descendants."

Li Changming's threat was like a silent fart to Jiang Chen, and he thrust the Black Spirit Sword forward, piercing Li Changming's neck with a "pu" sound. Li Changming's mouth opened and closed, his eyes filled with despair. As his gaze gradually faded, his life force quickly disappeared.

Thud!

In the end, Li Changming fell backward, his eyes wide open in death, perhaps still harboring deep resentment in his final moments.

"Li Changming is dead?"

"Brother Jiang Chen, with his Qi Sea Realm cultivation, killed the early Dan Realm Li Changming."

"He saved all of our lives."

...

The Yan family looked at Jiang Chen with complex expressions—excitement, gratitude, admiration, and fear. They had witnessed the terror of this young man, who was like a little devil. Being his enemy would not end well.

"Brother Jiang, what about the remaining four?"

Yan Yang asked, and at this point, everyone instinctively looked to Jiang Chen for leadership.

Jiang Chen turned and approached the four remaining members of the Li family. The four felt as if the world was spinning, their bodies not their own, swaying and trembling in fear.

"Which of you four are from the Li family's subordinate forces?"

Jiang Chen asked.

The four were taken aback, unsure what Jiang Chen meant. Did the Li family's main branch and subordinate forces need to be treated differently? This little devil was so cruel; it seemed he was planning different deaths for them.

However, two young men stepped forward, trembling, and said, "We are not from the Li family; we are from the subordinate forces."

Both knew Jiang Chen's methods and were wise enough not to beg for mercy. They were clear that at this point, begging was useless; Jiang Chen would not spare them.

"Good, you two don't need to die. Yan Yang, kill the other two."

When Jiang Chen said this, the two men's eyes widened, their minds unable to process what was happening.

What was going on? The little devil was letting them go? Why wasn't Jiang Chen killing them? Could it be that he was showing mercy and sparing their lives? No matter, they couldn't think about it anymore; being alive was the greatest happiness.

Tears welled up in their eyes, overwhelmed by the sudden happiness. They realized that the greatest happiness in the world was to be alive, and life was indeed good.

Ah!

Just as they were marveling at their good fortune, two screams came from behind them. The two members of the Li family's main branch were killed by the Yan family's swords. The Yan family showed no mercy; these people had intended to bury them all here. If not for Jiang Chen, they would already be dead.

"You two, carry Li Changming's body out. This young master is naturally benevolent and will send the body to Li Shan Yue."

Jiang Chen slowly sheathed the Black Spirit Sword and picked up the large knife from the ground.

When the words "naturally benevolent" came from Jiang Chen, everyone present stumbled, almost falling to the ground. Even the big yellow dog couldn't stand it anymore.

"Damn, this kid is even more shameless than me."

The big yellow dog sneered, and Yan Yang and the others secretly broke out in a cold sweat. Brother, is this what you call benevolence? You're just using Li Changming's body to infuriate Li Shan Yue.

"What are you two idiots standing there for? Don't you quickly carry your young master's body away? Do you want me to kill you with one sword and then burn both your bodies and Li Changming's to ashes?"

Jiang Chen shouted at the two men, who were still standing there.

"Yes, yes."

The two men trembled, not daring to hesitate, and immediately carried Li Changming's body away, disappearing in a flash. They didn't dare take Jiang Chen's words lightly; they had no doubt he would kill them.

"Brother Jiang Chen, why did you let them go?"

Yan Zhong asked, puzzled.

"Don't worry, they won't live long."

Jiang Chen shrugged, indifferent.

"Yan Yang, this knife is for you."

Jiang Chen casually threw the large knife to Yan Yang, who lit up and quickly caught it.

"Brother Jiang, this is a low-grade battle weapon, too precious. How can I accept it?"

Yan Yang said, embarrassed. A low-grade battle weapon was indeed very valuable. Although he had one, it was temporarily given to him by the Yan family and had to be returned. This knife from Jiang Chen was truly a gift. To say he didn't like it would be a lie.

"Really? If you're embarrassed, I'll give it to Yan Zhong."

Jiang Chen reached for the knife, and Yan Yang quickly stepped back, a smile on his face. "I'm not embarrassed, I'm not at all. How could I give away something Brother Jiang gave me?"

Yan Zhong shrugged, looking disappointed.

"Let's go. The Li family is all dead, and the qualification for the Heavenly Sword Sect now falls on you."

Jiang Chen said with a smile.

The group tended to their injuries and prepared to leave the mountains. It had been less than four hours, but there was no need to stay any longer. Today, under Jiang Chen's leadership, the Yan family had won a battle they had never won before. Now, the Li family's young generation was decimated, while the Yan family was at its peak. With the addition of Yan Chenyu, who had the Nine Yin Mystic Vein, it would only be a matter of years before the Li family was swallowed by the Yan family, making Chicheng a city dominated by the Yan family.

The big yellow dog stood up and followed Jiang Chen, drawing the attention of everyone. They all felt that this dog looked very familiar.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a handsome dog? Bah, I'm not a dog."

The big yellow dog glared and scolded.

Damn, this dog can talk and is so narcissistic.

At this moment, outside the mountains, a few people were still waiting. Chen Shuang and the two others from the Heavenly Sword Sect were chatting and laughing, while Li Shan Yue had a smile on his face, making small talk with Yan Zhanyun. Yan Zhanyun, however, was cold and worried.

"Yan Zhanyun, at this moment, your Yan family is probably all dead."

Li Shan Yue said with a smile.

"Your Li family is the one that's all dead."

Yan Zhanyun glared at Li Shan Yue, wishing he could tear his mouth apart.

"Hehe, Yan Zhanyun, I know you feel terrible, but you have to learn to accept reality. You should think about how long your Yan family can survive in Chicheng if your young generation is all gone."

Li Shan Yue licked his face, which was filled with shamelessness and satisfaction.

"Hmph! The assessment isn't over yet. How do you know the result?"

Yan Zhanyun coldly snorted.

"Hey? Someone is coming out."

At this moment, the Dan Realm expert who followed the Li family spoke, and everyone looked in the direction he was pointing. They saw two people walking lazily out of the mountains, one of them carrying a body on his shoulder.

When they saw the two clearly, Li Shan Yue's face, which had been smug, instantly changed.

In a blink, the two were close, and they knelt before Li Shan Yue, placing Li Changming's body neatly on the ground.

Whoosh!

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Chen Shuang and the others were shocked, looking at Li Changming's body on the ground, their eyes full of disbelief. Li Changming, a Dan Realm expert, was dead, which was hard to believe.

"Ha ha ha, Li Shan Yue, this is your result."

Yan Zhanyun laughed heartily, his mood suddenly better than ever.

"Who killed him?"

Li Shan Yue was furious, his face twisted with rage, his scarred face trembling, which was quite terrifying.

"It was Jiang... Jiang Chen."

"Everyone is dead, all of them..."

The two men's voices trembled, still filled with fear when they mentioned Jiang Chen. He was too terrifying, that young man was too terrifying.

"What?"

Li Shan Yue roared, his anger rising, and he looked like a lion about to explode. "Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, you killed my three sons, making me childless. I will tear you to pieces, tear you to pieces."

Li Shan Yue was completely enraged. His three sons were dead, and his current state of mind was unimaginable.

"Everyone is dead, you two don't need to live anymore."

Li Shan Yue, filled with killing intent, suddenly struck the two young men's heads with his palms.