Chapter 8

"Brother Wang Ying."

"Master Ying."

The crowd parted to make way, and Wang Ying stepped out, one hand still holding a beautiful girl with tattered clothes, whip marks on her collarbone and thighs, and her hands bound.

"Rou'er!"

Seeing this scene, Xiang Chen's eyes turned red with anger, filled with bloodshot veins.

"Brother." Ye Rou looked at Xiang Chen, surprised and delighted, happy that Xiang Chen was safe and unharmed.

"Brother, run, run quickly! The Empress wants to kill you. Don't worry about me, just run!" Ye Rou cried, still concerned about her brother at this moment.

"Brother won't run. If I have to leave, I'll take you with me." Xiang Chen said.

"Ha ha ha ha, what deep sibling affection. Xiang Chen, I didn't expect you, this little brat, to still be alive. This is quite a surprise."

Wang Ying, after a brief surprise, sneered.

"Wang Ying, release my sister."

Xiang Chen roared, his eyes red with rage, revealing a murderous aura.

"Hmph, your sister is already my concubine. Why should I give her to you?"

Wang Ying sneered, slapping Ye Rou's face.

"Take your dirty hands off her!" Xiang Chen shouted, charging directly at Wang Ying, leaping over ten meters in a single step.

"Protect the young master!"

More than ten servants blocked his path, intercepting Xiang Chen.

"Hmph, can you save your sister with just you? Break this little brat's limbs and send him to Empress Lin."

Wang Ying sneered.

"Kill!"

More than ten servants rushed at Xiang Chen, some wielding iron rods, others swords and knives.

"Get out of my way, or die!"

Xiang Chen, like an enraged lion, charged forward, his fist gathering a fierce force and smashing into one of the servants.

"Little brat, lie down!"

This servant, wielding a thousand-pound force, swung his rod with a fierce roar, the air whistling sharply. This servant had the strength of the eighth level of the Body Realm.

Bang!

However, Xiang Chen's punch struck the rod, and a completely overwhelming force erupted, breaking the iron rod with a single punch.

Swish!

The iron rod flew back, its sharp end piercing the servant's chest with a sickening thud. The servant screamed in agony, impaled by his own rod, flying back seven or eight meters.

Three more rods struck Xiang Chen, but were all deflected by a shocking force.

"Roar..." Xiang Chen let out a roar like a fierce tiger, his sharp claws extending and piercing a man's chest in a swift and powerful move, Black Tiger Heart Snatching, shattering his ribs and heart.

Then, twisting his body, he delivered a whip kick to a servant's waist.

Bang!

The servant screamed, spitting blood, his spine broken, and flew over ten meters, crashing into a table, shattering dishes and plates, and landing on the ground, barely breathing.

Three servants were killed by Xiang Chen with his fists and feet!

"Ah..."

The other servants retreated in fear, staring at Xiang Chen, too terrified to continue.

Wasn't it said that the second young master of the Xiang family, Xiang Chen, was a useless cripple who couldn't cultivate? How could he be so powerful?

"What's going on with this guy? Is the rumor false?"

Wang Ying's face darkened, looking at the three dead servants, his expression as cold as water.

"Brother is so strong..." Ye Rou looked at Xiang Chen in shock. She was also at the sixth level of the Body Realm, previously stronger than Xiang Chen, and knew that her brother had always been unable to cultivate.

Xiang Chen walked step by step towards Wang Ying, a killing aura and an indescribable demonic aura spreading, scaring the servants into constant retreat.

"Release my sister, or I will wash your mansion in blood today."

Xiang Chen said coldly, his fangs bared.

"Hmph, you have some strength, but you're not qualified to take her from me. Brothers, help me kill this brat. If anything happens, I'll take the blame!"

Wang Ying sneered, looking at his cronies.

"This trash doesn't need Brother Wang Ying to deal with. I, Liu Wu of the Great Saber Society, will kill him with three strikes."

A tall, black-clad youth stood up from the crowd, sneering.

He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, standing about 1.86 meters tall, carrying a large saber with a red tassel, its cold light intimidating.

"Ha ha, if Brother Liu Wu acts, this brat is surely dead. But before killing him, chop off his limbs for me."

Wang Ying laughed.

Liu Wu, a well-known young genius of the Great Saber Society, was already at the first level of the Divine Treasury Realm, having opened his divine treasury and cultivated saber qi.

"Easy."

Liu Wu sneered, drawing his 1.45-meter-long saber, walking towards Xiang Chen, and sneering, "I've never killed a noble before. Today, I'll start with you, Xiang Chen. I'll tear you to pieces."

Xiang Chen said coldly, "You can try. If you help him, your life will no longer be yours."

"Ha ha, who are you trying to scare? I can see you have no true qi, at most the ninth level of the Body Realm. Watch me kill you!"

Liu Wu held the saber with both hands, taking a step.

Bang! A yellow true qi burst from his feet, and he shot forward like an arrow, covering over ten meters in a blink, and swung his saber.

Buzz! The saber was surrounded by a three-foot-long saber qi, fiercely chopping at Xiang Chen.

"Split the Mountain, roar!"

The momentum of this strike was as if trying to split a mountain in two, and its actual power was enough to split a boulder two or three meters wide.

Xiang Chen moved with astonishing speed, stepping back to dodge.

Swish...

The saber qi split the ground where he had stood, leaving a several-meter-long crack in the stone tiles.

"Kill!"

He then swung his saber upwards, trying to split Xiang Chen in half, an incredibly domineering move.

"Heh, this brat is quite fast. How many strikes do you think Liu Wu will need to kill him?"

The spectators, standing over twenty meters away, watched the fight.

"Five strikes at most."

Someone confidently said, "Xiang Chen will definitely lose within five strikes."

The second strike was also dodged by Xiang Chen.

"Little brat, you're quite fast, but can you only dodge? Take this strike!"

Liu Wu roared, the force of his strike bursting out, transforming into a yellow saber qi over a meter long, chopping at Xiang Chen.

Xiang Chen stepped back this time, but he didn't dodge.

"Brother Ba, help me!"

Xiang Chen summoned the fierce demonic qi within him, boiling in his palm. With his naturally unobstructed meridians, the demonic qi surged through his meridians, and a claw tore out.

Roar... The demonic qi let out a roar, and a golden claw shadow tore out, smashing into the saber qi.

Bang!

The saber qi was directly shattered by the claw, and the claw shadow pierced through Liu Wu's body.

"No..." Liu Wu was terrified, feeling the power of death.

Pfft...

Blood splattered, and Liu Wu was torn into several large pieces, blood covering the ground, and his saber clattered to the floor.

This bloody claw attack left the entire scene in stunned silence!