Chapter 31

**Pang!**

Chen Hu cackled and swung his wolf-tooth club, the wind roaring as he smashed a guard into a bloody pulp, unleashing a brutal slaughter.

At this moment, Wang Deying was entangled by Chen Long. Although Wang Deying was formidable, Chen Long was also a peak Eighth Stage martial artist. Though slightly weaker than Wang Deying, Wang Deying couldn't shake off Chen Long's纠缠 for a while, and could only watch helplessly as Chen Hu went on a killing spree.

"Chen Hu, die!" Ye Xiwen roared, his long saber gleaming with a cold light, like a full moon, pressing down forcefully.

He was entrusted with a task, and he would fulfill it faithfully, especially since this matter involved Wang Lie's family. Ye Xiwen naturally had to lend a hand.

*Boom!* The long saber and the wolf-tooth club collided fiercely, a loud explosion echoing out.

"How is this possible!" Chen Hu's eyes flashed with shock. "Seventh Stage!"

"A single strike from a Seventh Stage can have such power!" Chen Hu's eyes darkened. "But no matter what kind of genius you are, you will die at my hands!"

Chen Hu's face twisted into a sinister smile. "I love crushing geniuses!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Hu's wolf-tooth club was already in front of Ye Xiwen, about to shatter his skull.

"Cold Moon Slash!" Ye Xiwen swung his saber again, creating a whirlwind.

*Boom!* The two streams of true qi collided fiercely, spreading like waves, stirring up sand and stones.

*Thud, thud, thud!* Ye Xiwen retreated several steps, his strength slightly inferior to Chen Hu's. If Ye Xiwen were already at the Eighth Stage, he might have split Chen Hu with one strike.

"Good boy!" Chen Hu retreated two steps, his eyes filled with even more killing intent. Despite his rough appearance, he wasn't stupid; otherwise, he wouldn't have become the second-in-command of Qingfeng Fort.

The wolf-tooth club, swung with full force, moved even faster, powerful and heavy. Anyone hit would be smashed into a pulp, the air splitting with a whistling sound.

Chen Hu stomped his foot, a crack appearing, and his massive body instantly leaped into the air, raising the club high and smashing down.

The piercing sound of the air splitting echoed around Ye Xiwen, the fierce wind from the wolf-tooth club stinging him. Ye Xiwen roared and swung his saber, though his strength was slightly inferior, a confrontation wasn't just about strength.

"New Moon Slash!" Ye Xiwen roared, his saber forming a crescent moon and pressing down.

*Boom!* Chen Hu was forced back several steps by Ye Xiwen's strike. Ye Xiwen followed up with another slash, the second New Moon Slash.

Chen Hu's arm went numb from the strike.

*Pang!*

The third slash.

Chen Hu had no time to react, and after three slashes, his thick thighs began to tremble.

*Pang!*

The fourth slash.

*Crack!*

Chen Hu's leg bone shattered from the terrifying force, and he finally couldn't hold on, collapsing to the ground.

"What, what kind of saber technique is this?" Chen Hu said in terror.

Each of Ye Xiwen's slashes was more terrifying than the last, as if the power of each strike was stacking, increasing several times over. He had never taken such techniques seriously before, thinking they were just faster, but none of them had ever stacked power like this.

"New Moon Slash!" Ye Xiwen roared, delivering the fifth slash, concentrating the essence of all previous strikes, heavy as a thousand catties, a terrifying saber shadow slicing down.

*Pfft!* Chen Hu was split in two by Ye Xiwen.

Everyone's eyes turned to this scene, all of them dumbfounded. The one who was split in two was Chen Hu, who had been famous for years, the second-in-command of Qingfeng Fort, known for his ferocity in the area.

But he had died at the hands of Ye Xiwen, a relatively unknown disciple of the One Yuan Sect. This result left them all stunned.

Seeing the ferocious Ye Xiwen, many martial artists drew in a sharp breath, swallowing hard.

"Damn, that's too fierce!"

One martial artist spoke what almost everyone was thinking.

Chen Hu had been famous for years, but Ye Xiwen was just a few years old, not even twenty, and he could already split a peak Eighth Stage martial artist. His future was boundless!

"Second Brother!" Chen Long shouted in grief, "Qingfeng Trading Company, from now on, we Qingfeng Fort will never rest until you are destroyed!"

Chen Long roared and lunged at Wang Deying, like a madman, swinging his wolf-tooth club fiercely.

"Looking for death! Do you think you can turn the tide?" Seeing Ye Xiwen kill Chen Hu, Wang Deying was overjoyed, his saber moving even faster, like a chaotic whirlwind, the saber almost invisible, forming a storm of wind.

Wang Deying was already stronger than Chen Long, and with Chen Hu's death, Chen Long was in a state of chaos. Although he became more violent, he posed even less of a threat to Wang Deying, who relied on speed. Chen Long had lost his composure.

Sure enough, in less than ten moves, Wang Deying slashed and killed Chen Long.

With both Chen Long and Chen Hu dead, the remaining bandits of Qingfeng Fort scattered in panic.

But Wang Deying, now in a killing frenzy, shouted, "Kill all these bastards!"

These bandits, now leaderless, were no match for the enraged guards of Qingfeng Trading Company and the hired martial artists. They were quickly slaughtered to the last man.

After the bandits were all killed, everyone began to quietly clean up the battlefield. After this, everyone knew that the escort mission would not be smooth sailing, and they needed to leave as soon as possible.

"Thank you, young master, for saving our trading company from danger!" Wang Deying sheathed his saber and approached Ye Xiwen, his eyes full of surprise. He hadn't expected the young-looking Ye Xiwen to be able to kill Chen Hu!

Although he was confident in his own strength, he knew that if Chen Long and Chen Hu had teamed up, it would have been dangerous. He was glad they had hired someone capable.

"It's just fulfilling my duty. Besides, I've known Wang Lie since childhood, so helping him is only natural," Ye Xiwen said.

"So you're the Fourth Young Master's friend!" Wang Deying was surprised that Wang Lie could know such a powerful expert. It seemed sending him to the One Yuan Sect was the right choice. "Regardless, this time you've helped our trading company a great deal. When we reach Tianyuan City, there will be a substantial reward for you, Young Master Ye."

Ye Xiwen nodded, not declining. He was indeed in dire need of spirit stones.

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