Chapter 71

"Old Five!"

"Brother Five!"

The other two men were enraged, their eyes bloodshot. The Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun had been together for decades. Although their cultivation levels varied, they always stood together, which was why they had not been wiped out over the years.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The two men drew their weapons—a slender and long saber, and a peculiar iron pen—and lunged fiercely at Li Chen.

"Hmph!"

Li Chen was completely unafraid. With a cold snort, his right fist continued its momentum, and with a crisp clang, he shattered the long saber.

His left hand reached out, grabbing directly for the iron pen.

"Looking for death!"

The lean middle-aged man was furious. Even if you are a True Forging Realm martial artist, it's impossible to grab the weapon of a Ninth Layer Inner Breath Realm peak martial artist barehanded.

Moreover, his iron pen was a low-grade spirit weapon, equipped with a blade of air, incredibly sharp.

Swoosh!

In his shocked gaze, he thought he would pierce a hole in Li Chen's ungloved left palm, but instead, it was grabbed directly. The dazzling sparks told him that the other party was not only a True Forging Realm martial artist but also a Body Tempering martial artist.

Cultivating both Essence and Martial Arts!

This thought flashed through his mind. As he tried to retreat, he suddenly felt a powerful force hit his abdomen, followed by intense pain that swept through his mind. His body was thrown flying.

A mere Ninth Layer Inner Breath Realm martial artist, how could he withstand Li Chen's full-strength kick? Even if he didn't die, he would be severely injured.

"Old Nine!"

The middle-aged man who had been forced back, his long saber whirling, suddenly burst forth with a foot-long blade of air, transforming into several beams of air that swept toward Li Chen.

"Too slow! Storm Kill!"

Li Chen retracted his right fist and thrust it out again. The fist was densely covered with red true qi, forming a tightly packed fist force that trembled slightly.

Buzz!

The air exploded with a series of cracks. Several air currents expanded at a visible speed and fiercely impacted the blade of air.

Clang!

The middle-aged man behind the blade of air could not withstand the immense force. His body was lifted, and his front was wide open.

Boom!

Stepping forward, he unleashed a Tiger Tooth Bite, striking directly at the man's chest.

Ugh!

Amidst the惨嚎声, a spray of blood and fragments of internal organs shot out, and the precious saber fell from his hand with a clang.

For the first time, Li Chen used his full strength—initial True Forging Realm cultivation, initial second-stage martial body, and even the highly destructive true qi.

Even a seasoned initial True Forging Realm martial artist like the middle-aged man could not last more than three moves under his hands.

Whoosh!

His figure flickered, and with a series of crisp sounds, Li Chen successively grabbed the chins of the three men, extracting a black tooth from each and tossing them to the ground.

"The Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun, Old Three Cloud Wolf, Old Five Cloud Tiger, Old Nine Cloud Fox!"

He took out a scroll from his backpack, opened it, and his gaze swept over the three men lying on the ground.

"Pfft, who are you?"

The middle-aged man whose waist bone had been broken by Li Chen's first punch, with a grotesque appearance, spat out blood foam and glared at Li Chen with eyes full of hatred.

He was Old Five Cloud Tiger. Despite his mid-True Forging Realm cultivation, he could only lie on the ground, helpless, without even using his famous weapon, severely injured.

"We have never seen you before, why such a cruel hand?"

The middle-aged man with the saber, his chest caved in, blood continuously oozing from his mouth, stammered.

"That's right, Blackie is young and ignorant. If he offended you, we are willing to hand over our treasures to redeem our lives!"

The one with the iron pen was Cloud Fox, the strategist of the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun. Unfortunately, he was too smart but lacked the talent. After so many years, he only reached the Ninth Layer Inner Breath Realm; otherwise, he would have been one of the most troublesome figures.

"Who sent you to kill in Tushan Village?"

Li Chen put away the scroll, his expression utterly cold, as if he were looking at dead men.

This gaze was all too familiar to the three men. It was the same look they had after each kill, the pleasure they derived from the victims' screams. Now, they all shuddered.

They, who had lived by the sword, had long expected this day, but they never thought it would come so suddenly. Facing death was truly terrifying.

Cloud Fox and Cloud Wolf's gazes darted toward Cloud Tiger, as if they were communicating.

"Little brat, if you have the guts, come at Grandpa Tiger. If I flinch, I'm a turtle's son!"

Cloud Tiger's face suddenly changed, and he shouted.

"Not going to talk?"

Li Chen sneered, stepping on Cloud Tiger's ankle and grinding it lightly.

Crack! Crack!

The bone-chilling sound was like a demonic tune, piercing the three men's hearts. Cloud Tiger, despite his toughness, did not make a sound.

But as his face turned increasingly pale and large drops of cold sweat dripped down, it seemed as if their hearts were bleeding and aching.

It wasn't that they pitied Cloud Tiger, but the thought of the intense pain soon to be inflicted on them was terrifying.

One foot crushed, then the other, and all four limbs, including the joints, were not spared. The robust Cloud Tiger was reduced to a pile of mush.

Even when he tried to bite his tongue to commit suicide, Li Chen stopped him.

If it weren't for the intermittent muffled groans and the slight rise and fall of his chest, no one would believe this was the Cloud Tiger who had terrorized for decades.

"Next, who will it be? Don't think about biting your tongue to commit suicide. I have the best golden wound medicine, which stops bleeding quickly."

Li Chen's bloodthirsty gaze slowly swept over the two men.

Cloud Tiger had the most brutal character and the highest cultivation among the three. He was chosen because he could endure.

The longer he was tortured, the more their patience would be worn down, giving the two men more time to make a decision.

"It's me!"

Cloud Wolf was about to speak when Li Chen suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed his hand, and forcibly tore off a finger.

Thud!

The bloody finger was deliberately thrown by Li Chen next to Cloud Fox. A few drops of his brother's blood landed on his face, warm and sticky.

But Cloud Fox did not feel any warmth. It was as if he were in an ice cellar, deeply sensing that the young man before him, though barely in his twenties, had a heart as cold as ice.

Before long, all the fingers on Cloud Wolf's hands and feet were crushed and torn off, turning him into a bloody mess, lying there groaning.

"Admirable, the Thirteen Thieves of Tianyun truly deserve the title of iron-blooded bandits. It seems you don't plan to talk?"

Li Chen's lips curled, and he slowly approached the trembling Cloud Fox, his heart cold.

Cloud Fox had the lowest cultivation but the most agile mind. Such people were often the most cowardly, which is why he was left for last.

Tap! Tap!

The not-so-slow footsteps seemed to step on his heart, each step making his mind tremble.

"I... I'll talk!"

As if using all his strength, Cloud Fox's eyes went blank, and he suddenly collapsed.

Ugh!

The moment he agreed, Li Chen suddenly bent over and vomited.

Even though he had already decided how to treat them, and had seen and even killed people before, this was the first time he had treated his own kind in such a manner, causing a great shock to his body and mind.

Whether others called him cruel or cold-blooded, Li Chen, who had lost his closest loved ones, was determined to avenge them, even if it meant becoming a devil.