One by one, they recalled what Steward Cheng had said during the mission, "Make sure nothing goes wrong. Send more men. Now that the generals from various countries are here, finish them off amidst the chaos. "
"Even if it's complete, Steward Cheng is still making a mountain out of a molehill. It's just to deal with a popinjay, how can five hundred men be needed?"
The leader guffawed as if everything was within his grasp.
"Everything should be done with safety first."
Steward Cheng said faintly, "A lion uses its full strength to catch a rabbit. Besides, this Young Master Yun isn't a complete popinjay, he has a cultivation base as well. After all, he's the only son of the Marquis of Heavenly Clouds …"
"What cultivation base can withstand the siege of five hundred martial artists? Even the Marquis of Heavenly Clouds himself can withstand such a force …" The few men who led the team were inwardly shocked.
Someone had lured them in, set up a trap, and set up a siege. Five hundred men had besieged one popinjay … This was overestimating him!
However …
Only now did they know!
Five hundred men?
To Young Master Yun, it was like a joke!
It was unknown how capable the Marquis of Heavenly Clouds was, but his only son, Young Master Yun, was truly a living Asura!
He had killed so many people in one go, yet he could still smile so gently, as if he was reminiscing … What kind of mental fortitude did he have? It was truly … unbearable!
They had been hiding here all this while. Only one of them had killed Ju Chen; the rest of them had not moved at all. Initially, they had been waiting for the right moment to strike. However, as Yun Yang displayed his shocking ability and went on a killing spree, no one had even thought of attacking.
Just looking at how the fifth peak expert who was leading the five hundred men was cleaved into two halves by Yun Yang with his sword in a single exchange, no one had any intention of fighting back anymore.
A strike of the fifth peak!
In that case, how many moves could these Peak Fifth Peak Pinnacle cultivators like them withstand?
The man who had killed Ju Chen with a single slash was as pale as a sheet, his heart pounding.
He remembered clearly that when he had killed Ju Chen, Yun Yang had lifted his head to look at him coldly.
After witnessing Yun Yang's combat power with his own eyes, he was certain of one thing – Yun Yang could definitely save Ju Chen in time!
As long as Yun Yang attacked, he would not be able to kill this woman.
However, Yun Yang did not make a move. It was obvious that he had no intention of saving this woman!
However, recalling Yun Yang's cold and indifferent gaze when he had looked at him, he could not help feeling more afraid the more he thought about it.
Yun Yang's purple robe fluttered as he took a few slow steps in the sea of blood and said softly, "Why, aren't you all coming out yet? There are currently eleven of you, five on my left and four on my right. The one grabbing onto the roof on the right was the one who had just killed Ju Chen. Don't hide, I've already noticed you. And those two on the two tallest trees, do they think they're hiding perfectly? "
Yun Yang lifted his head slightly, half of his face showing clear mockery. "Do you think you can still escape? Stop your wishful thinking. Come and die! "
Pa.
It was a person hiding in the dark who was so frightened that his grip was too heavy, shattering a piece of roof tile.
Yun Yang cast a faint glance in that direction but did not move. He said coldly, "If you all don't come out, then I'll go and find you all. Divided, you're weak. Separated, you're even less able to fight against me. You're destined to be defeated by me one by one, all of you …"
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
Eleven people appeared on the roof in unison.
High and low, all of them looked down with complicated gazes at the purple-clothed man who stood amidst the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. That tall and straight figure, that handsome face that could make any man feel ashamed of himself.
However, the eleven people's gazes were directed at him as if they were watching a malicious spirit that had charged out from hell, their gazes filled with fear.
"Cough … Young Master Yun … I've heard so much about you."
The leader chuckled dryly, his eyes filled with fear as he said, "We brothers have no choice in this matter. After all, we're eating his meals and obeying his orders. It can't be helped."
Yun Yang's gaze focused on the leader. There was a sudden flicker in his eyes as his pupils shrunk, but it disappeared almost immediately. He nodded faintly and said, "I understand very well. Taking someone's money and helping them avert disaster, that's a wise saying! However, understanding is one thing. So many people have fallen under my saber today, I can only sigh helplessly … After all, people will always choose to defend themselves when they're faced with danger. Don't you think so? "
Yun Yang's voice was still calm, laced with a tinge of tiredness and gentleness.
The man opposite him felt a chill run down his spine. A few people beside him turned to look at him; the hairs on his face and arms were already standing on end.
"Young Master Yun is right. You're right, haha … "The man chuckled dryly.
"Since all of you have come out, then give me an explanation."
Yun Yang smiled. "When encountering something like this in the martial world, we need to leave something behind. As veterans, I'm sure all of you know this martial world rule, right? "
The man's expression was bitter as he asked tentatively, "I wonder what Young Master Yun wants us to leave behind?"
Yun Yang smiled gently and said, "A debt of life should be repaid with one's life. Of course, I want your heads to be left behind … but I'm sure you won't do it." He paused for a moment, almost scaring the eleven men to death.
'Big brother, don't you know that you're going to scare people to death when you speak?'
"However, according to the martial world's rules, it's a must to leave an arm behind for such matters."
Yun Yang's eyes glinted like a blade's edge. "Either an arm, an eye, or a leg. Take your pick!"
"There's one more thing. Leave your lives behind. Remember to go back and tell the Grand Tutor …"
Yun Yang raised his head. "Tell him that he's old and has worked hard for the country and the people for a long time. He's a good official, and it wasn't easy to earn his reputation. His son-in-law deserves it. Tell the old man … to stop courting death."
The leader's gaze flickered as he said bitterly, "Young Master Yun, this is still a little too much."
Yun Yang smiled faintly but did not make a sound.
At this moment, two silhouettes suddenly appeared from both sides. An extremely strong aura engulfed them, causing the eleven men to feel their breathing quicken.
Under this mighty and tyrannical pressure, how could they not know that these two people that had suddenly appeared were even stronger experts that they were unable to contend against?
Yun Yang chuckled. "I thought that the trap we've encountered this time would be a formidable one, causing me to bring two extra guards …" He chuckled mockingly. "If I'd known this earlier, I wouldn't have made such a fuss. Although it's better to be safe than sorry, it's inevitable that I'll involve a lot of people if I'm too careful."
Seeing that the disparity in strength between the two parties was even greater, the leader gritted his teeth and said dejectedly, "Young Master Yun is truly remarkable. We brothers will admit defeat this time!"
The rest of the men were ashen as well, even the last bit of hope that they might be lucky had vanished.
With a flash of saber light, the leader cried out in pain as his left arm was chopped off. Blood splattered like a fountain.
"Young Master Yun, is this … alright?" The man covered his wound with his hand, grimacing in pain as beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his forehead. His rough face had already become deathly pale.
Yun Yang looked at his face calmly and shifted his gaze to the next man.
The man closed his eyes and rolled up his sleeves, stuffing them into his mouth. Gritting his teeth, a saber light flashed and an arm was chopped off as well.
The others looked at Yun Yang with pleading gazes. Yun Yang returned their gazes gently, his gaze calm and indifferent, devoid of any mercy.
You came to kill me, I don't want your lives. It's already a great mercy. You want me to be extra kind?
Everyone was in despair. At the same time, they understood that in front of this demon who could kill five hundred people in one breath, it was impossible to hope that he would be kind and take pity on them, and let them off with this punishment.
Each of them gritted their teeth and chopped off one of their arms, their hearts filled with endless regret.
Why were they so unlucky to be sent out to carry out this mission?
Did the Residence of Grand Tutor's people eat sh * t?
This Young Master Yun's skill was so terrifying, yet they had labeled him as a popinjay who only knew a little martial arts and had an insignificant mystical Qi cultivation base?
If such a cultivation base was only 'insignificant', then what were they?
How many people in this world could be said to have a superior cultivation base?
"Since you've paid the price, go back." Yun Yang's expression was cold. "You're lucky not to die today, but it doesn't mean that you'll be so lucky next time."
A sharp, murderous intent gleamed in his eyes. "Don't forget. Tell Grand Tutor Liu not to seek death again!"
With a flick of his sleeve, Yun Yang turned around and strode back, stepping on the puddles of blood on the ground.
Just as he walked out of the street, a fierce-looking thug peeked his head out from a corner. He could not help crying out when he saw the street filled with corpses and blood.
Seeing Yun Yang walk out from the sea of corpses and walk towards him like the God of Death, the thug's heart stopped beating. He stared at Yun Yang, not knowing to avert his gaze.
Yun Yang turned his head indifferently and glanced at the thug with a cold gaze before he continued to stride away.
Wherever his feet passed, a bright red footprint was left behind.
The thug felt that Yun Yang's glance was like the gaze of the King of Hell from the depths of hell. He was shaken to the core, his eyes staring blankly as he moaned, "I didn't kill them … I just … Don't come over, don't come over …"
No one knew what terrifying thing had occurred to this person, but before his voice could echo in the air, his eyes bulged out of their sockets. He took two steps forward and suddenly fell to the ground, twitching a few times before he stopped moving.
This thug had actually been scared to death by Yun Yang's nonchalant gaze!
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'There's a gathering tonight, don't know when I'll be back.
'P.S. I've tried my best. I think my updates are considered fast. What do you think? '
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