Chapter 35: Taking on Four Alone!

  Four people at the door cast their eyes into the house and happened to see Yi Chen. When they saw the number on his chest, the cold color on his face became even more severe.

  "Little demon, did you kill my fifth brother this morning?" One of the middle-aged men with a gloomy face stared at Yi Chen with a fierce gaze.

  "It turns out that the scum I beat to death was your second brother. I'm really sorry, I didn't know he couldn't take a beating." Yi Chen said with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

  Although his tone was calm, Yi Chen's eyes flashed with solemnity. Among the three people in front of him, one was a high-ranking Star Soul Realm cultivator, and the remaining two were high-ranking Sky Yang Soul Realm cultivators.

  "Simply courting death! Let's go together and finish him off!" Ah Da roared, directly mobilizing his soul power to charge towards Yi Chen, with the few behind quickly following up.

  The four of them worked together seamlessly, rushing into the room and spreading out in all directions, surrounding Yi Chen. They transformed their fists into palms and slapped Yi Chen simultaneously.

  A fierce gust of wind blew around, and Yi Chen's right foot suddenly stomped, his body transformed into a residual shadow and disappeared on the spot, causing the four people's attacks to fall empty.

  "Get lost." With extremely fast speed, Yi Chen arrived behind one of them, his right fist wrapped in gray soul force, striking towards Ah Si's waist.

  "Peng." Yi Chen's speed was too fast, Ah Si didn't react in time and was punched flying by Yi Chen, heavily crashing to the ground far away, spitting out a mouthful of blood before fainting.

  "Be careful, he's a Star Soul Realm!" Seeing the gray soul power in Yi Chen's hands, Ah Da and the others' eyes flashed with shock, and without checking Ah Si's injuries, they attacked Yi Chen again.

  "It's too late now." Ah Da was in the Star Soul Realm, but Yi Chen didn't exchange blows with him. He moved his body to the right and charged towards Ah San.

  "Lei Palm." A San's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly circulated his soul power. The palm wind was like thunder, rapidly slapping towards Yi Chen.

  "Fierce Wind Leg!" Without dodging, Yi Chen's body came to a sudden stop, his right foot hooking into a perfect arc, sweeping towards Ah San's fist.

  "Peng." The Star Soul Realm was far beyond the Yang Soul Realm, and with a miserable cry, Ah San also flew out, falling to the ground not far away.

  "Yi Jia indeed has no simple characters." Yan Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of color, and he thought to himself: "I didn't expect this Yi Chen to be even more ruthless than Yi Siqing's methods. It seems I made the right choice."

  "Ah San!"

  A'Da's face was filled with anxiety as he shouted loudly. He hadn't expected that Yi Chen was actually in the Star Soul Realm, and was even stronger to this extent.

  "Peng." At this time, another muffled sound came, and the only remaining Ah Er was also kicked flying by Yi Chen.

  "Ah Er, I'm going to kill you!" Ah Da's face grew even more enraged, his eyes glaring fiercely at Yi Chen as his hands were enveloped by a powerful soul force.

  "Show me what you're really capable of." With a slight curl at the corner of his mouth, Yi Chen showed no fear whatsoever and strode confidently up to Da's front, kicking out with one foot towards his head.

  "It's just the initial stage of Xīng Hún Jìng, watch me destroy you!" Ah Da sneered, his right palm sweeping horizontally in front of him, immediately bringing a fierce gust of wind to meet him.

  "Bump." The two collided, but neither side was hurt, however, Yi Chen's face became even more solemn.

  "Those who stay in the private sector, their strength is not something that those greenhouse flowers can compare to!" A numbness spread from his right foot, but Yi Chen didn't show any fear, mobilizing his soul power to wrap around his fist.

  "Fourth-grade lower soul technique - Boa Constrictor Fist!" A loud shout came out of his mouth, and Yi Chen's arms, with the power of a raging boa constrictor, quickly charged at Da.

  "Three Supreme Soul Techniques - Bone Carving Palm!" A strong gust of wind came, Ah Da didn't dare to be slow, and a palm with a breaking sound welcomed it.

  A dull thud sounded, and then Yi Chen and the other person each retreated several steps before they could fully dissipate that massive force.

  "What a powerful high-level cultivation, if it wasn't for the soul technique having the upper hand just now, I'm afraid I would have suffered quite a bit." The tiger's mouth was split open, and Yi Chen shook his arm and said.

  "You're still wet behind the ears, kid, and you dare to challenge me?"

  Feeling Yi Chen's strange gaze, Ah Dai let out a cold laugh, and then a strong gust of wind blew around his body, as spiritual energy continuously gathered from his hands.

  "Judging from this momentum, the soul technique he uses is probably not lower than fourth-grade. It seems that the young master of the Yi family is in trouble." Yan Jian's eyes flashed with worry.

  "What a strong momentum." Yi Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and two cold lights flashed by.

  "This move is my strongest soul skill, today I will use this move to tear you apart and avenge my fifth brother."

  "Fourth-Rank Intermediate Soul Skill: Fierce Sun Fist!"

  His arms flashed with a gray light, Ah Da's right foot stomped the ground fiercely, his body leaped high into the air, and then dove down like a mad dragon, charging towards Yi Chen.

  An extremely strong gust of wind came, and Yi Chen's narrowed eyes flashed with a cold light. He wouldn't just sit there waiting to die. His palms drew out strange patterns in front of him, and his soul power began to surge up, emitting a muffled thunder-like sound.

  "Fourth-Rank Intermediate Soul Skill - Thunderclap Palm Third Form!"

  A loud roar burst from Yi Chen's mouth, his body suddenly shook violently, and his palms made a thunderous sound, as if three thousand heavenly thunders were surging forward, fearlessly welcoming the attack.

  "Boom." The fists and palms collided fiercely, emitting a dull thunder-like sound that spread from the impact point, and a strong gust of wind stirred around.

  "Hmph."

  When that terrifying force came down, Ah Da's face turned bright red with a cruel smile, and then quickly flew out backwards. In mid-air, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and finally heavily smashed onto the ground.

  "I won." Yi Chen stood still on the spot, but a thread of fresh blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, however he just wiped it off casually.

  "Did he actually win?" Iwao, who was watching from a short distance away, looked shocked at the sight.

  "How is this possible, I actually lost to a young whippersnapper like you?" The intense pain kept attacking Ah Da's nerves, he glared at Yi Chen with a fierce gaze, his mouth still repeating the words.

  "Didn't you just shout about finding me for revenge?" Walking up to Ah Da's side, a hint of cruelty flashed in Yi Chen's eyes.

  "What do you want to do?" Ah Daquan's whole body ached, and it was hard for him to even move his fingers. When he felt the murderous intent in Yi Chen's eyes, he became somewhat flustered.

  "Since you've come to send yourself to death, I won't be polite and take your life." With a cold laugh, Yi Chen's right hand conjured up a strand of soul power, swiftly grabbing towards Ah Da's head, ready to settle him with one move.

  "Hiss." At this moment, a surge of energy rushed towards Yi Chen from behind. The momentum was extremely terrifying, and the sound of breaking air echoed through the air.

  "Peng." Yi Chen's heart skipped a beat, reacting extremely quickly. His move changed in an instant as he turned around and slapped towards that energy. Along with a muffled sound, Yi Chen was shocked back several steps by that energy.

  After stabilizing his body, Yi Chen raised his head and looked towards the door, only to find that a middle-aged man had appeared there at some unknown time.

  "Fourth?" His gaze froze on the number on the middle-aged man's chest, and Yi Chen's face stiffened, a solemn phrase echoing in his heart.

  "You're so young and yet your heart is so malicious, you can't stay in our camp." Feeling the gaze of disdain from Yi Chen, the middle-aged man sneered.