Chapter 41

"Whoosh—"

Almost in the next instant, Ye Zhong's foot stomped hard on the ground, and his figure instantly burst forward like a streak of light, directly colliding into the group of Chi Yun Martial Hall's powerful experts who were charging over.

"Crack—"

Ye Zhong's punch directly slammed forward. Facing these powerful experts from the Chi Yun Martial Hall, he had no intention of holding back. Instead, a fierce punch shadow whistled out, like an air cannon, landing heavily on the chest of the leading figure.

A low cracking sound echoed as the chest of the leading figure instantly caved in, leaving a deep fist mark on his chest. The figure spewed blood and flew backward, instantly losing all combat ability.

"Bang Bang Bang—"

After resolving one person with a single punch, Ye Zhong's expression did not change at all. He stomped his foot on the ground, and a flurry of punches and kicks whistled out. His attacks were sharp and piercing, like a green blade being unsheathed. Each move he made sent the powerful experts of the Chi Yun Martial Hall flying and spitting blood. At this moment, his methods were even more fierce than when he was in the ancient hall, and he could be said to be invincible wherever he went.

At this moment, although the powerful experts of the Chi Yun Martial Hall surrounded Ye Zhong, none of them could get close to him. To him, these people were like clay chickens and straw dogs, easily defeated.

Although most of these people were at the third level of Body Tempering, even with their numbers, they were not enough to stand up to him!

In the rear, Xiang Qiyu and the other three women stood back-to-back. At this moment, they did not reveal any trump cards but each took out a green steel long sword, temporarily preventing anyone from getting close to them. As they had said before, although they could not provide much help to Ye Zhong, they could still attract some enemies for him.

In just a blink of an eye, at least half of the powerful experts from the Chi Yun Martial Hall had retreated, spitting blood. The sound of flesh being hit and bones breaking made many people's hearts race.

Jiang Le stood outside the battle circle, watching Ye Zhong, who, under the attack of nearly twenty people, not only did not fall behind but seemed ready to break through at any moment. His expression was somewhat grim. Although they knew that if the other party dared to come, they would not be easy to deal with, he did not expect them to be so powerful, almost beyond imagination!

"What formidable skills!"

After staring at the scene for a moment, Jiang Le's gaze fell on Ye Zhong, then swept over to the three women behind. He murmured, "This guy is really tough to deal with, but those three are easier. Capturing them and using them to threaten this young man seems to be the best choice."

As he muttered to himself, Jiang Le's eyes became somewhat heated. He was not someone who liked to act rashly. He pursued perfection in his actions, always trying to give himself the best chance of success. At this moment, he absolutely did not want to face Ye Zhong directly.

"Whoosh—"

In the next instant, Jiang Le's figure moved, and he had already passed the people who were retreating, spitting blood, and directly came to the front of the three women. He then slapped out a palm, the palm wind being fierce. Just from the power in this palm, it was several times more intense than those currently surrounding Ye Zhong, clearly indicating that he should have the fourth level of Body Tempering.

"Hmph—"

Seeing Jiang Le actually take the initiative to attack them, Xiang Qiyu coldly snorted, waved her hand, and the green steel long sword in her hand turned, emitting a brilliant light, slicing towards Jiang Le's throat.

"Hehe, Miss, you really have a ruthless hand!"

Seeing Xiang Qiyu's sword, Jiang Le's face showed a gentle smile. In the next instant, he transformed his palm into a finger and pointed out.

"Clang—"

A clear sound echoed, and Jiang Le's finger actually shattered Xiang Qiyu's sword into pieces. The terrifying force in that finger sent Xiang Qiyu flying back dozens of steps, her face turning pale.

Seeing this, You Siling and Qu Xuan quickly retreated, protecting Xiang Qiyu behind them.

"Hehe, with the third level of Body Tempering, you dare to come here. I don't know whether to call you naive or truly fearless. If the disciples of the Star Constellation Sect are all at this level, then I might consider joining the Star Constellation Sect in the future." After forcing the three women back with a single finger, Jiang Le's face showed a mocking smile, and his eyes had a cat-toying-with-a-mouse look, clearly enjoying this feeling.

"Scum who bullies the weak and fears the strong!" Xiang Qiyu coldly snorted, her voice full of contempt, clearly disapproving of Jiang Le's behavior.

"Heh, this is not about bullying the weak and fearing the strong. As long as we capture the three of you, that troublesome young man will naturally surrender. See, what I am doing is just what should be done!" Jiang Le was not angry at all, still smiling, and then his figure moved again, like a streak of light, and his hands instantly slapped out.

The three women exchanged glances, and in the next instant, their long swords stabbed out like lightning. Clearly, they had some默契 (默契 means默契, which can be translated as '默契' or 'understanding') between them, and for a moment, they seemed to be well-coordinated.

"Clang Clang Clang—"

The sound of metal clashing continuously echoed, sparks flying, and the air was slightly shaken. Each time the two sides clashed, the three women's figures would slightly stagger and take a step back. Clearly, under Jiang Le's overwhelming strength, even the three of them together were not a match for him.

Seeing the three women retreating step by step, the heat in Jiang Le's eyes became even more intense. He laughed wildly, and his attacks became increasingly fierce.

"Clang—"

Jiang Le pointed out again, and the force in this finger directly tore apart another green steel long sword in Xiang Qiyu's hand, making her body tremble, and her rosy lips turned pale.

"Ha ha ha—"

Jiang Le laughed coldly, not giving Xiang Qiyu a chance to dodge. The cruelty in his eyes had reached its peak, and then his figure moved, and he pointed out again. This time, a sharp wind vortex formed at the tip of his finger.

"Storm Finger—"

With Jiang Le's light shout, a powerful attack spell instantly burst out. This finger carried an extremely strong killing power, directly aiming at the three women. Clearly, if this move landed, the precarious defensive formation of the three women would be instantly broken.

Xiang Qiyu bit her lip, and in the next instant, her hands moved, and two daggers appeared in her left and right hands. Although these two daggers were extremely powerful, their consumption was also extremely high, so she was prepared to use them only if necessary. However, at this moment, she had no choice but to use them.

Just as Xiang Qiyu was about to forcefully activate the two daggers, a figure suddenly flashed from the side and slapped out a palm towards Jiang Le's left side.

"What!?"

Jiang Le's figure trembled, and at this critical moment, he had to instantly retract his move. His figure almost impossibly retreated and landed on the ground. Then he raised his head and stared at the opposite side, a cold killing intent appearing in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Ye Zhong!"

The three women were also startled. The person who suddenly appeared was none other than Ye Zhong. However, at this moment, he pointed at the daggers in Xiang Qiyu's hands, indicating that she should put them away, and said calmly, "Leave this to me."

Seeing Ye Zhong's casual demeanor, the three women hesitated for a moment and then nodded slightly. No matter what, it seemed that Ye Zhong could handle the situation.

"Heh—"

On the opposite side, Jiang Le casually glanced behind him, and his eyes flickered. In less than a moment, nearly twenty people were left, with only a few standing with pale faces, while more were lying on the ground, convulsing and moaning. Although no one had lost their life, they had all lost their combat ability. Ye Zhong's skills were clearly beyond Jiang Le's expectations.

However, Jiang Le's expression did not change much. After looking at Ye Zhong for a moment, he shrugged and said somewhat indifferently, "Heh, a hero saving the beauty? What a nice scene, but why do I feel like I'm the villain now? After all, it was you who came to take our things!"

"Perhaps, the things inside actually belong to us? I'm just here to retrieve what belongs to them. Would that make you feel better?" Ye Zhong also smiled.

"Nice story, I like such plots. But... with your fourth level of Body Tempering, do you really think you can do it?" Jiang Le sneered, his eyes flashing with a hint of mockery. Ye Zhong's skills were indeed beyond his expectations, but he could see that Ye Zhong was only at the fourth level of Body Tempering. With the same level, who would fear whom? Moreover, the Chi Yun Martial Hall was not just these few people near the Listening Tide Pavilion.

"Do you think my strength is enough to deal with a scum like you?" Ye Zhong shrugged, his eyes full of coldness.