Chapter 26: Robbing the Zhao Family

  On the second night, Ye Chen arrived at Duanhun Cliff and hid in the dense forest between the two cliffs. He climbed up a large tree and roughly estimated that the distance from the central path of Duanhun Cliff Canyon was about 500 meters.

  Such a distance is just the perfect place for an ambush, and the power of Hei Chen's bow has a terrifying killing power at a distance of 500 meters, and he will never be discovered by anyone.

  Ye Chen closed his eyes to meditate, but his ears remained alert to the slightest movement in the valley. The surroundings were quiet and still, with only the night wind gently rustling the leaves, making a soft whispering sound.

  In the second half of the night, at the fourth watch, the sound of horseshoes and neighing horses came from afar. Ye Chen's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he looked into the distance. Under the hazy moonlight, a team of horse-drawn carriages was rushing towards him, with fifteen people in total, each riding a Flame Horse.

  Ye Chen's gaze swept over everyone, finally fixing on two middle-aged men in black brocade robes. Those two were riding horses and running at the front, although they were far away, but Ye Chen could also feel that their strength was not to be underestimated.

  The four big families and the city master's house, every year to respond to the city procurement on the way back almost all the horses do not stop, they only rest for a short time in the first half of the night, and start rushing at the second watch, in order to return to Lin City as soon as possible.

  "Dada..."

  A team of fifteen horses, plus three Flame Horses pulling a large carriage, was about to enter the middle passage of Duanhun Cliff. A cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes as he reached behind his back and took down the Black Sky Bow, placing an arrow made of black meteorite on it. His arm slowly applied force, and the entire Black Sky Bow gradually became taut.

  "Damn it, every year buying these things is exhausting to death, this time back to Lin City must relax well." One of the two people walking at the front of the horse team said.

  "Yeah, it's really not something a human can do. But in a few days, I'll be back in Lin City. I heard that Chunfeng Building has a new courtesan, don't know if she's been taken by someone yet. If I hadn't gone to Ying City for procurement this time, I would have already... her. Don't know which lucky bastard got the advantage again." Another person said, his voice somewhat annoyed.

  "Haha, it's not a big deal if we can't open the bud, this time when we go back, let's do it properly and make those **cry and beg for mercy, hahaha..." The person who spoke first burst out laughing loudly.

  Ye Chen listened to the two people's obscene language, a cold smile spread from the corner of his mouth, thinking: "Alright then, my arrow is the sharpest, I'll definitely make you..."

  Gradually, the cavalry rushed to the middle of Duanhun Cliff, Ye Chen's arrowhead was aimed at the middle-aged man who had been smiling lewdly just now, moving with his **Lihuo Horse** and locking him in firmly.

  "Hahaha... This time I'm going back, I must kill that woman, Huakui. I'll make her wither like a flower, hahaha..." The man laughed lewdly as he rode his horse at full gallop, unaware of death beckoning him.

  "Whoosh!"

  Just then, a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out, startling the entire convoy. Everyone turned their heads in unison, only to hear a loud thud, as a horse let out a long neigh and fell to the ground. The person on its back was pierced by an arrow, and the massive force sent his body flying towards the cliff behind him. With a loud clang, he crashed into the stone wall, causing the arrow to quiver and the person on it to shake violently.

  A large amount of fresh blood gushed out from his mouth, his eyes were dull and filled with terror, he had no reaction at all to what was happening, and his life came to an end.

  "Enemy attack!"

  The remaining leader shouted loudly, and everyone gathered around, surrounding the carriage with their faces in all directions, fully alert.

  "Clang!"

  A dozen or so gleaming cold light battle knives shone under the moonlight, making them look even more formidable. The leader's face looked unpleasant as he glanced at his companion who was shot dead by an arrow with the corner of his eye, and a chill ran down his heart.

  An arrow that can pierce a strong warrior at the seventh peak, and with his body flying out tens of meters, piercing through the stone wall and pinning him to it, this kind of strength is too frightening.

  "What kind of person dares to lay a hand on me, the Zhao family of Lincheng? Do you know the consequences of doing so?" The leader said with a stern expression, his voice echoing through the silent forest.

  "Hahaha!"

  Ye Chen wore a bronze mask and placed the Black Chen Bow on top of a large tree, holding a big knife and jumping down, quickly rushing towards the canyon, "The one who wants your lives!"

  The leader saw someone walking out of the dense forest, and since he didn't have a bow and arrow in his hand, he became even more cautious. He coldly shouted: "Call out your accomplice who shot the cold arrow! I want to see what kind of person you are, daring to speak wildly and offend my Zhao family!"

  "Scared?" Ye Chen sneered, "Don't worry, I'm the only one here, and that's enough to take care of you all."

  "Hahaha..." The leader burst out laughing, sitting on the Flame Horse looking down at Ye Chen who was quickly approaching, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes. "You're alone? Even if you're an eighth-level strongman, today you'll die here! Kill him!"

  In an instant, more than a dozen sixth-grade masters, with their feet on the stirrups, swept across the night sky like a dozen eagles, the cold light of their battle knives flashing, all killing towards Ye Chen, the airflow was cut off with a hissing sound.

  "Don't be so arrogant!"

  Ye Chen coldly smiled, the large knife in his hand casually made a few slashes, clang clang clang, several metallic clashing sounds rang out, with some sparks even appearing. At the same time, among the dozen or so people who were rushing to kill him, half of them immediately retreated, falling back and continuously retreating several steps before stabilizing their figures.

  "Who are you?" the leader asked, dismounting from his horse with a pair of dark iron gauntlets in hand.

  "Kill you!" Ye Chen spat out the four words, and then his whole body sprang up, instantly jumping a distance of six or seven meters. The large knife in his hand shook, making a humming sound as it chopped down with force.

  "Surround him, exhaust his strength!" the leader roared, his muscles and bones crackling with a loud noise, his body suddenly shifting to the side, dodging Ye Chen's slash, the dark iron hammer in his hand raised high, heavily smashing down.

  "Clang!"

  The dark iron hammer smashed onto the knife, splashing out a string of sparks. However, he was shocked to discover that the large knife remained suspended in mid-air, not moving at all. This made him feel a huge sense of crisis. Just as he was about to withdraw the dark iron hammer, the large knife suddenly shook violently.

  "Hum, the blade trembled incessantly, a massive force rebounded back, his arm instantly went numb, and he stumbled backward."

  Ye Chen's mouth corners rose with a hint of cruelty, his large knife stabbed forward and then slashed back.

  Pfft!

  The leader's left shoulder was suddenly chopped off, an arm fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

  "Ah!"

  He let out a miserable cry, the intense pain almost causing him to faint, his face ashen. He quickly retreated and ordered those six high-ranking experts: "Quickly, surround him! Don't engage in a fierce battle, drain his physical strength!"

  At this time, those six-segment masters were also trembling with fear, surrounding Ye Chen. No one dared to make the first move. Two seven-segment peak masters, one dead and one seriously injured, weren't these six-segment people looking for death?

  Ye Chen coldly swept his gaze over the dozen or so sixth-rank experts, striding forward with large steps, closing in on the leader. Every step he took forward, those surrounding high-ranking experts would retreat a step back.

  "What are you doing? Hurry up and get your hands moving!" The leader bellowed.

  "Kill!" Under the pressure of the leader, a six-segment expert made a move. He moved, and more than a dozen people followed suit. For a time, the lights of the knives overlapped, and the murderous aura was everywhere.

  Ye Chen swung his great sword, the snow-white blade flashing in the night sky, and with a "plop" sound, beheaded a six-segment high-ranking expert. The head flew several meters away, rolling like a ball, spewing hot blood three feet high, like a fountain.

  At the same time, attacks came from all sides, Ye Chen's body was like a ghost, his feet moved continuously to avoid multiple attacks, his big knife swung back and forth, clanging, blocking several swords. He burst out like a cheetah, instantly appearing in front of someone, his black fist struck out violently.

  "Bang!"

  The air was blown up by this punch, the black fist directly hit the man's head, and suddenly blood splattered everywhere. The man died on the spot, his face contorted in a scream that didn't have time to come out, his skull split open like a watermelon, and blood splattered all over the ground.

  At this time, the person on the side came to kill again, the war knife was cold and straight, cutting through Ye Chen's shoulder, Ye Chen's mouth corner raised a hint of a cold smile, suddenly turned around, one punch hit the body of the war knife.

  "Ding!"

  The war knife quivered, followed by a cracking sound, and actually emitted a splitting sound. The place where the knife was struck appeared with several cracks, and then it broke into two pieces with a "pa" sound. The master swordsman was shocked and lost his color, having never met anyone who could shatter his war knife with one punch, making him terrified in his heart.

  "Die!"

  Ye Chen's cold figure echoed in his ears, a white shadow flashed, and Ye Chen's figure disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was behind that master, his five fingers formed into claws, pinching the man's neck, with a slight twist, a cracking sound, the man's head drooped down, and he died.

  The remaining ten people trembled all over, trembling and not daring to take a step forward. Ye Chen's big knife was raised high, the bright moonlight spilled on it, casting a cold light on the blade, in the eyes of these people from the Zhao family, this was simply a scythe of death.

  "Friends, don't kill us all, we'll give you whatever you want, just spare our lives..." The leader of the Zhao family's convoy trembled as he spoke. At this point, all he could do was try to appease them and preserve his life. The person in front of him, wearing a bronze mask, was terrifyingly powerful and agile, their movements were incredibly swift and they weren't even a match for them, unable to land a single blow.

  "Really? Whatever I want, you'll give it to me?" Ye Chen's voice was hoarse and he said lightly.

  "Yes, yes..."

  "Alright." Ye Chen said.

  Upon hearing this, everyone in the Zhao family let out a sigh of relief, but Ye Chen's next words made their hearts turn icy cold.

  "I want your lives!"

  Ye Chen's voice was like the cold wind of a winter month, cold and ruthless. As soon as he spoke, his large knife slashed out horizontally, a flash of light cutting through the night sky, so fast that it left people defenseless.

  "Clang! Clang!"

  A few people reacted, using their war knives to block, but the big knife was unstoppable, sharp and unmatched, cutting through their war knives like tofu, and with a swooshing sound, a series of blood-spraying sounds erupted from their throats.