Chapter 91

Yefei looked up and saw Xiong Zhi dragging his long saber towards him, his face twisted with a cruel smile and a murderous aura.

The imposing figure, illuminated by the glint of the blade, exuded a formidable presence.

"Kill him, avenge our senior sister."

Chunhua and Xingyu exchanged a glance, drew their soft swords, and charged at Xiong Zhi.

Yefei shouted, "Be careful."

"Whoosh—" Before the soft swords could touch Xiong Zhi, the two women saw the Azure Dragon Saber sweep across, swift and ruthless.

They inwardly cried out in alarm, swung their soft swords, and quickly leaped back.

Despite their timely reaction, they still felt a sharp pain in their waists, followed by a powerful impact, and they tumbled out several meters with a scream.

Lin Furong looked over and saw that both women had a sword wound on their waists, though not fatal, they were bleeding profusely.

"Damn!"

Lin Furong shouted, "This bastard, he only knows how to overpower people with weapons."

"Overpower with weapons?"

Xiong Zhi's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Do you have any misunderstanding about your own skills?"

Chunhua and Xingyu gripped their swords with their right hands, the tips tilted upwards, exuding a formidable aura.

"Indeed, the starting stance of the Wu Alliance's sword technique. No wonder you are so arrogant."

Xiong Zhi looked at the two women with a playful expression. "Unfortunately, your skills are not refined enough, not even half as good as Huang Feihu."

"To deal with you, I don't even need to use my saber."

With that, he discarded the Azure Dragon Saber, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and his aura exploded like a flood, shocking everyone.

Chunhua and Xingyu's faces changed slightly, but they still shouted, "Die!"

They charged forward, merging with their swords.

"Boom!"

Xiong Zhi stomped the ground with both feet, shattering the floor into pieces that scattered in all directions.

"Kill!"

The two women thrust their soft swords forward.

"Bang."

Xiong Zhi punched the soft swords, sending them flying with a loud noise, and then continued his attack, aiming for their chests.

Xingyu and Chunhua's faces changed drastically as they hastily raised their hands to block.

"Bang."

The collision of fists and palms sent a fierce shockwave.

The two women's bodies trembled violently. Even with all their strength, they staggered back several meters before regaining their footing.

Xiong Zhi sneered and kicked again, his foot moving with a force that seemed unstoppable, aiming at the two women.

This fierce kick was so fast and ruthless that the two women had no time to react, and could only cross their arms in front of their chests to block.

"Bang."

Struck by Xiong Zhi's kick, the two women were instantly sent flying, smashing into a sofa.

"Spit."

Chunhua and Xingyu struggled to their feet, spat out a mouthful of blood, and their chests heaved, their faces pale and pained.

The gap in strength between the two sides was significant.

At this moment, Hei She also approached with her group, laughing. "Huang Feihu's disciples are nothing special."

"Damn—" The two women shouted, enduring the pain and charging forward again, only to be kicked away by Xiong Zhi, falling to the ground and spitting out blood.

Xiong Zhi exhaled, "I'm not going to kill you. I'm keeping you alive to question Huang Feihu and let him know the consequences of opposing us."

Chunhua and Xingyu were filled with shame and anger, wanting to fight again but lacking the strength.

"Han Lao, you must leave quickly!"

At this moment, Lin Furong struggled to her feet, shouting as she charged forward again, urging Han Nanhua to run.

Han Yue supported her grandfather, preparing to leave.

Yefei reached out and grabbed her, "No need to leave."

As he spoke, Xiong Zhi kicked Lin Furong away again, "Indeed, no need to leave."

"Bang."

Lin Furong fell in front of Yefei, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

"Senior Sister!"

The two women shouted in unison, seeing the blood at the corner of Lin Furong's mouth, their faces filled with despair.

They were going to lose today.

Lin Furong wiped the blood from her mouth, gritted her teeth, and knelt on the ground, looking at Yefei and cursing, "Damn, you've killed Mr. Han."

The escape opportunity she had risked her life to create was wasted by Yefei.

"It's your turn now."

Yefei had Han Yue protect Han Nanhua, then slowly stood up.

"You're courting death, they are not someone you can handle."

"Even we can't match them, you'll just be asking for death."

"He can kill you with one finger..." Seeing Yefei about to confront Xiong Zhi, Lin Furong and the others were both anxious and angry, thinking he was a reckless and ignorant youth.

Hei She looked at Yefei and smiled, "Little brother, you're interesting and perceptive, but you're overestimating yourself."

Yefei said calmly, "You shouldn't have said that."

"Hei She, don't waste time with him. This kid is annoying; let me cut him in half."

Xiong Zhi lifted his long saber again, filled with astonishing power, preparing to split Yefei in two.

Lin Furong and the others felt an unprecedented pressure.

Han Yue instinctively shouted, "Yefei—" but Han Nanhua did not stop her, only watching Yefei with interest.

Yefei cracked his neck and stepped forward.

"Blocking a chariot with your arms, absurd and ridiculous."

Lin Furong couldn't bear to watch anymore. If she had known Yefei was so reckless, she would have killed him with one slap.

The two women also thought Yefei was overacting.

Yefei stared at Xiong Zhi and said, "Don't worry, I'll burn paper for you next year."

"Ha ha ha!"

Hearing Yefei's words, Xiong Zhi and Hei She burst into laughter, laughing exaggeratedly as if they had heard the funniest joke.

Their eyes were filled with disdain and contempt, finding Yefei's pretentiousness laughable.

"Whoosh—" Suddenly, Yefei's figure moved.

Xiong Zhi swung his saber, but halfway through, he froze.

The Yu Chang sword was pressed against Xiong Zhi's throat.

Ten steps, one kill.

The entire scene fell silent.

The contemptuous smiles on Hei She and the others' faces vanished.

Yefei looked around, "Laugh, keep laughing, laugh..."

Xiong Zhi stared at Yefei, his face extremely pale, feeling both fear and anger, and a sense of helplessness.

Because just now, he had been very relaxed, almost without any guard.

"Kid, you have some skills, I underestimated you."

Xiong Zhi's eyes flashed with ferocity. "But relying on a sneak attack is nothing..." His voice suddenly stopped.

Because the Yu Chang sword had pierced his throat.

Xiong Zhi's body shook violently, a stream of blood spurted from the wound.

He clutched his throat, looking at Yefei in disbelief, unable to believe that Yefei had killed him without hesitation.

"You lost, yet you still talk nonsense."

Yefei didn't even look at Xiong Zhi. "By the way, I also killed Xiong Yong and Xiong Yi."

Hearing this, Xiong Zhi's eyes bulged, as if he wanted to strangle Yefei, but this movement only hastened his death.

Blood spurted out.

Soon, he lost his life.

Hei She and her group fell silent again, feeling a chill spreading... Han Yue and Lin Furong looked at Yefei in shock, how could this guy be so powerful?

Only Han Nanhua remained calm, his interest in Yefei growing.

Yefei looked at Hei She and the others, "Next..."

What the hell! Is he so arrogant?

Han Yue and Lin Furong were speechless.

Hei She recovered, "Who are you?"

Yefei gave her a dangerous feeling.

"Whoosh—" Yefei didn't waste words, stomped his left foot, and shot forward.

"Swish!"

A sword light flashed in the scene.

Fast! So fast that no one could see Yefei's movements.

Hei She's face changed drastically as she tried to retreat with all her might.

But halfway through, her body stiffened.

"Spit—" A blood hole appeared between her eyebrows.

Blood flowed from the wound.

Seeing this, everyone around was stunned.

Hei She lost so easily?

Died so quickly?

"Whoosh—" Hei She stared at Yefei, unwilling and不服气, but powerless to change her fate.

She fell backward, dying with her eyes open.

She could not believe that Yefei was so powerful.

One move, and another.

Lin Furong and the others remembered their insults to Yefei and felt a chill run through their bodies.

Yefei shook the Yu Chang sword and looked around, "Anyone else?"

Anyone else?