Lui Yifa’s cultivation had reached the Martial Arts Ninth Stage.

His combat power was also extremely formidable. He wielded a three-meter-long Tiger Fang Club weighing over three hundred pounds, and even an expert at the Martial Arts Ninth Stage would find it difficult to block a single swing.

The group of Qinghuo Gang experts had only one master at the Martial Arts Ninth Stage; the rest were at the Martial Arts Seventh or Eighth Stages.

Logically speaking...

With Lui Yifa’s combat prowess, he should indeed have been able to sweep them aside, just as he had boasted!

The problem was, Lui Yifa had succumbed to his old habit of showing off.

He had been unstoppable, forcing the Qinghuo Gang experts into a steady retreat. After cutting down three masters of the Martial Arts Seventh Stage, just as he was about to slay the one at the Martial Arts Ninth Stage, he—jumped into the air again!

He leaped high into the air and came plummeting down, intending to smash his opponent into a meat patty with his Tiger Fang Club.

The move was certainly flashy.

But it was also full of openings!

As a result, his opponent seized the opportunity. A hidden arrow struck his thigh, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground, where he was immediately captured by the Qinghuo Gang experts!

Lui Yifa was disheveled and covered in dirt. Two trails of blood ran down from his nose, and when he opened his mouth, the empty space where two front teeth should have been was clearly visible. He must have landed face-first and knocked them out when he fell!

A Qinghuo Gang expert held a Battle Blade to his neck, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

"Benefactor, save me...!" Lui Yifa yelled at the top of his lungs toward Jiang Chen.

The corner of Jiang Chen’s eye twitched, and his expression darkened. ’Damn it, do you have to be such a liability?’

His bold declaration from just a moment ago—that he’d be back victorious in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, that killing these scoundrels would be as easy as slaughtering chickens—was still ringing in his ears. And now, in the blink of an eye, he was a captive in the enemy’s hands?

The Qinghuo Gang experts had already noticed Jiang Chen and knew he had killed one of their own Martial Arts Ninth Stage masters.

But they weren’t afraid!

Their eyes filled with menace as they stared at Jiang Chen. The Martial Arts Ninth Stage expert leading them said coldly, "Brat, you dare kill someone from our Qinghuo Gang? I see you’re tired of living."

Lui Yifa immediately retorted, "You bunch of morons, how dare you speak to my benefactor in such a tone! You’re the ones who are tired of living!"

"You, shut your mouth!"

Unable to restrain himself, one of the Qinghuo Gang experts punched Lui Yifa in the face, making him see stars and unable to speak.

Jiang Chen rubbed his forehead, unsure whether to laugh or cry. He shook his head and sighed. "This guy is a real fucking clown! But, since you called me Benefactor, I won’t just stand by and watch them kill you."

"Brat, you’re too arrogant!"

"We’re the Qinghuo Gang! You should know that anyone who provokes our Qinghuo Gang never meets a good end!"

The members of the Qinghuo Gang said haughtily.

The Martial Arts Ninth Stage expert waved his Battle Blade and gave the order, "Brothers, get him! Hack this little beast who dares to disrespect our Qinghuo Gang to death!"

Nine men charged forward side-by-side in a neat, uniform line. It was a Battle Array.

The Qinghuo Gang expert holding the Battle Blade to Lui Yifa’s neck wore a smug expression. "Little bastard, open your eyes and watch carefully how your so-called savior, your ’Benefactor,’ gets hacked to death by us! But don’t you worry. After we cut him down, I’ll send you to join him, hahaha...!"

However...

The smug look on his face didn’t last long!

Not a single one of the nine Qinghuo Gang experts’ attacks even touched Jiang Chen’s body before his sword had already slit their throats.

One sword strike per person, one head taken with every step!

Nine men, nine sword strikes. Nine heads, nine steps forward. Jiang Chen now stood before Lui Yifa and the remaining Martial Arts Ninth Stage expert from the Qinghuo Gang.

A harmless-looking smile played on his handsome face as he stared at the last remaining Qinghuo Gang expert. "Who did you say was going to be hacked to death just now?" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"I... I... I..."

A dignified master of the Martial Arts Ninth Stage was so terrified he couldn’t even speak clearly.

He stared at Jiang Chen with wide, disbelieving eyes, the word ’DUMBFOUNDED’ written all over his face in capital letters!

Nine experts, all at least at the Seventh Stage of Martial Arts, had formed a proficient Battle Array. Yet they were all annihilated without even touching his body. What kind of terrifying power was this?!

Lui Yifa trembled with excitement and screamed at the top of his lungs, "Long live Benefactor! Benefactor is incredible! Benefactor is mighty! For ages and eons, Wudi throughout the world!"

Jiang Chen’s eye twitched. "Shut your mouth!" he snapped.

"..."

Startled, Lui Yifa didn’t dare to speak again.

Only then did Jiang Chen turn to the Martial Arts Ninth Stage expert and say calmly, "You were the one who said I was tired of living and that you were going to hack me to death, right? How about this? I’ll give you a chance... I’ll let you have three moves. I won’t fight back for three moves. After the third move, I will strike and kill you. This is your last chance!"

"Three moves? Are you sure you won’t fight back?" the man asked, his expression changing.

Jiang Chen nodded.

The Qinghuo Gang expert gritted his teeth, a vicious light in his eyes. "Fine," he snarled. "Then taste my first move!"

"Black Tiger Stealing Heart!"

He lunged forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, his palm shaped into a tiger’s claw, striking for Jiang Chen’s heart. "To master this move, I spent ten years tempering my hands in scorching hot sand and stones! My ten fingers are as hard as iron, capable of shattering anything. Brat, prepare to die!"

The tiger claw was like iron, glinting with a dark light.

His fingertips were as sharp as knives, sharp enough to pierce solid armor!

Facing such a ferocious attack, Jiang Chen stood motionless. Only when the sharp claws were about to tear open his chest did he finally raise his right hand.

It seemed slow, but in reality, it was incredibly fast.

SLAP—

A crisp sound echoed out. Jiang Chen had slapped the expert across the face, sending him flying sideways like a cannonball with a WHOOSH. He slammed violently into a tree trunk so thick it would take ten people to encircle it. The massive tree snapped, sending up a cloud of dust. A dignified Martial Arts Ninth Stage master’s killing blow had been countered by a single slap?

"Benefactor is so fierce... Don’t tell me he killed that guy with one slap?" Lui Yifa’s eyes went wide as he stared at the dust cloud rising from the broken tree.

BOOM!

The man shot out from within the dust cloud.

Half of his face was swollen like a pig’s head. His venomous gaze, now tinged with fear, fixed on Jiang Chen’s right hand. "Brat, you’re just relying on the freakish strength of your hands! If you have the guts, don’t use your hands!"

"Fine!"

Jiang Chen clasped his hands behind his back.

"Hahaha, brat, you really dare to not use your hands? You’re simply courting death!"

Gripping the Bloodstained Battle Saber tightly, he leaped into the air. The blade erupted with a crimson rainbow of light as he slashed down at Jiang Chen.

His venomous eyes locked onto Jiang Chen as he snarled, "I was just careless before! Now I’ve brought out my Yellow-tier Profound Weapon and am using the Dragon Slaying Technique... You little punk, you’re dead for sure!"

"Nice Saber Technique, but unfortunately, it’s too slow!"

With one hand still behind his back, Jiang Chen shifted his feet slightly. He sidestepped, letting the Battle Blade graze past him, and swung his right foot out...

WHACK—

The top of his foot connected squarely with the man’s face. His body once again flew sideways, hitting the ground and rolling for more than thirty rotations before finally stopping.

"Cough, cough... PTUI..."

The dignified Martial Arts Ninth Stage master’s mouth was full of blood. Dizzy from the blow, he shook his head and looked at Jiang Chen. "S-so fast. You little bastard, you’re just relying on the speed of your legs! If you have the guts, don’t use your legs!"

Lui Yifa exploded with rage. "Holy shit! I knew the Qinghuo Gang was shameless, but I never thought you could be *this* shameless! My benefactor is already not using his hands, and now you want him to not use his feet? Why don’t you just ask him to stand still and stick his neck out for you to chop!"

"Shut your mouth!"

He roared at Lui Yifa, then turned to Jiang Chen with a provocative look. "Do you dare?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare?" Jiang Chen smiled and stood ramrod straight.

"Good! Such impressive courage! In that case, I will show absolutely no mercy this time. Martial Soul Talent—Tiger Demon Possession!" A deafening tiger’s roar shot to the sky as the phantom of a ferocious tiger flew out of his body and fused with him.

Tiger-like stripes appeared on his face, and a large ’King’ character faintly materialized on his forehead.

"Brat, die!"

Executing a Hungry Tiger Pounce, he charged at Jiang Chen.

As he rushed forward, the phantom of a ferocious tiger materialized around his body, opening its gaping maw to bite down on Jiang Chen’s head.

Faced with such a savage attack, Jiang Chen didn’t move his hands or feet.

His eyes snapped open, a tangible, cold glint flashing within them. Instead of retreating, he advanced, ramming his entire body straight into the attacker.

"It’s like an egg hitting a rock! You’re de— How is this possible?"

The Qinghuo Gang expert, cloaked in the tiger phantom, wore a confident and savage expression. However, the moment he collided with Jiang Chen, his face changed drastically. It was as if he had crashed into a towering mountain. Not only did he fail to kill Jiang Chen, but he himself was sent flying back by the force of the impact.

BOOM—

He flew backward like a kite with a snapped string, crashing through five or six large trees and leaving a human-shaped hole in each wide trunk.

Every bone in his body was broken!

Blood gushed from his seven orifices like a fountain, his internal organs shattered from the impact. He stared at Jiang Chen in utter disbelief. "How... how can a Martial Arts Ninth Stage practitioner have such a strong physical body?"

A streak of Flowing Light flashed. Jiang Chen appeared beside him, raised his foot, and brought it down on the man’s head. A calm, indifferent voice echoed in his ear...

"Three moves are over. You can die now!"