Chapter 27: A Dark and Windy Night for Murder

  Ten people, each with their eyes wide open, covered their throats with their hands, but couldn't stop the blood gushing out like a burst pipe, their pupils gradually becoming unfocused.

  "One of them fell down, and others followed suit."

  "You said you wouldn't kill us... Don't kill me, don't kill me..." The leader was trembling with fear all over his body. Fear of death is human nature. Seeing more than a dozen subordinates die before his eyes, the bright red blood shocked him, and he felt a huge sense of terror rising up.

  The ground was covered with shocking red, blood flowing everywhere, skulls rolling on the ground, eyes wide open, refusing to close in death. In this hazy moonlit night, it was so eerie.

  Ye Chen didn't say a word, the large knife in his hand chopped down, splitting the horse carriage into two halves with a loud crash, startling the three Flame Horses to lift their front and back legs high up, letting out a long whinny.

  The goods on the carriage scattered, all sorts of daily necessities and miscellaneous items such as fabrics. Ye Chen coldly swept his eyes over them, but didn't find any spiritual medicine. He turned his head to look at the leader of the Zhao family's caravan and asked: "Where is the spiritual medicine you people purchased?"

  "I'm telling you, are you going to kill me or not?" Zhao's team leader stammered. The man in front of him, wearing a bronze mask, was like a devil from hell, with cruel means, and looking at the corpses under his command, he felt a sense of collapse.

  "You're not qualified to negotiate with me." Ye Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, "If you speak out, I'll give you a quick death; otherwise, your life won't be worth living!"

  "Alright, I'll give it to you." The leader of the Zhao family's convoy loosened his grip on the severed arm and pulled out a bag from his bosom. Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at him unblinkingly, guarding against any tricks.

  Zhao Jia's leader seemed to know what Ye Chen was thinking, and said: "This is a storage bag, with a certain space inside, all the spiritual medicines are placed in it." After finishing, he opened the mouth of the storage bag, and Ye Chen immediately saw through the mouth of the bag. A cubic meter-sized space, filled with various low-grade spiritual medicines, emitting a fragrance.

  "Bring it over." Ye Chen stretched out his hand.

  "Yes, yes." Zhao's leader responded in succession, tying the mouth of the storage bag tightly, and then suddenly threw it high over, Ye Chen jumped up and stretched out his hand to catch it. At the same time, Zhao's leader hopped up like a rabbit, taking one step that spanned several meters, escaping like a gust of wind.

  Ye Chen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect someone who had been seriously injured could run so fast, it's truly an incredible performance. It seems that human potential is indeed terrifying.

  He hung the storage bag at his waist, gazing at the rapidly disappearing figure. A cold smile spread across Ye Chen's mouth as he reached behind him to retrieve a single fallen iron arrow, grasping it in his hand and raising it high before hurling it out with great force.

  A black arrow flashed across the night sky, producing a sharp whistling sound, although it didn't have as much power as the Black Dawn Bow's shot, but it was close.

  The leader of the Zhao family, who had already escaped three or four hundred meters away, was greatly shocked in his heart. The sharp and piercing sound seemed like a death knell ringing in his ears, and a cold killing intent came from behind him, making his whole body sweat like rain. Without even turning his head, he made a fierce dash to avoid the fatal arrow.

  "Pffft!"

  A black arrow pierced through his heart, and as he fell, it penetrated from his back, bringing up a large amount of blood. Then the whole person thudded to the ground, and after a few twitches of his legs, he died.

  "Want to escape?" Ye Chen rubbed his chin, quickly walked up to the leader's body, retrieved the fallen iron arrow, and conveniently wiped the bloodstains off the arrow shaft on the leader's clothes before putting it back in his quiver. Only then did he turn around and walk away.

  Ye Chen's ears slightly fluttered, and the sound of horseshoes came from afar. Looking at the front of the valley, a smile rose on Ye Chen's face, and he muttered to himself: "Duanmu family, Gou family, or is it the City Lord's Manor?"

  He turned his head to look at the arrow that had killed another leader and was nailed to the stone wall, and quickly ran towards it. When he reached the bottom of the stone wall, he kicked off with both feet and used his momentum to jump up more than ten meters high. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the tail end of the arrow, pulling it out with a "hiss" sound. The arrow that had been inserted into the stone wall for more than three inches was pulled out by him.

  Ye Chen flipped over and landed on the ground, at this time, the corpse of that leader also fell from the stone wall, with a loud crash to the ground, splashing mud out of a human-shaped depression, and splashing up a burst of dust.

  Ye Chen inserted the arrow into the quiver on his back, then quickly disappeared into the valley and returned to the big tree in the forest to hide. He took off the Black Arrow Bow and walked two hundred meters towards the entrance of the valley, then hid behind a boulder.

  Half a minute later, the horseshoes were getting closer and closer. Judging from the sound, Ye Chen estimated that there were about twenty horses, excluding the three horses pulling the carriage, which meant there should be seventeen people riding horses in a hurry.

  Gradually, a cavalry team appeared in Ye Chen's line of sight. Under the hazy moonlight, although Ye Chen couldn't see very clearly, he could vaguely make out the armor they were wearing, which obviously belonged to the City Master's Manor.

  The city lord's mansion belongs to the Chu State, and this team of cavalry is composed of generals from the city lord's mansion. Each one is brave and good at fighting. Under the moonlight, the iron armor shines with a cold light. Every person has a murderous aura on their body, holding a two-meter-long war spear, majestic and powerful, with a strong killing intent.

  Soon, the Iron Knights of the City Lord's Mansion entered the entrance of the Duanhun Gorge. At this time, a person at the front suddenly pulled tight the reins of his horse, and the tall and strong Flame Warhorse let out a long neigh, its front legs raised high and its hooves stirring.

  The iron cavalry following behind also stopped, and for a time the war horses neighed incessantly.

  "What's wrong with the Second General?" a tall and robust man wearing a deputy general's armor rode up from behind, asking in a low voice.

  "There's a bloody smell and a murderous aura, let's be careful. Tonight in this Soul-Cutting Gorge Valley, I'm afraid there will be bloodshed." The general known as the Second Commander said in a low voice, he beckoned with his hand, and immediately two men rode up from behind, "What are your orders, Commander?"

  "Go and find out what happened in the canyon," said the second leader.

  "Yes, commander!" The two responded in unison, then rode their Flame Horses into the canyon at a steady pace.

  As the two of them ventured deeper, a bloody smell wafted over, causing their eyebrows to furrow in unison as they grew even more vigilant. But when they reached the center of the gorge, under the hazy moonlight, they saw several dozen meters ahead a dilapidated carriage and scattered goods, as well as corpses strewn all over the ground, most of which had lost their heads, with the spilled blood having solidified the mud.

  "Zhao's family!"

  The two commanders looked at each other, and saw the color of horror in each other's eyes. The Zhao family had thirteen sixth-grade masters, two seventh-grade peak powerhouses, and now they were all delivered here.

  "Not good, let's retreat quickly and report to the commander, this place must be an ambush."

  The two turned their horse's head around, and just as they were about to leave, a cold and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

  "Now that you're here, there's no need to leave!"

  The two men were shocked, and someone approached them without being detected. When they turned their heads back, they only saw a flash of cold light cutting through the night sky. It was so sudden that they didn't have time to react, and the two good heads flew out directly. The war horse was frightened and whinnied, carrying the headless corpses of the two leaders, galloping wildly all the way, and soon disappeared into the canyon.

  Ye Chen sheathed his great sword, turned around and hid behind the horse carriage, took out the Black Arrow Bow, nocked an arrow, and waited quietly.

  Those two war horses quickly ran out of the canyon and arrived at the entrance, where the commander on horseback saw his two subordinates riding back from afar. He felt something was off, and when the two war horses were about 100 meters away, his pupils suddenly shrunk to two points, a cold light flashed, and his fingers grasping the spear made a cracking sound.

  "The commander, they're back, nothing should be wrong." The deputy general said in a low voice.

  "They're already dead." The second leader's voice was cold and menacing, making one shiver uncontrollably in the depths of the night.

  "Is he dead?"

  Everyone in the rear was shocked.

  "Dada..."

  The two Flame Horses slowed down, both of which were well-trained warhorses. Although they had been frightened and ran wildly just now, they quickly calmed down and walked to the front of a line of people with their master's body on their backs.

  "Them!" a deputy general roared, "Who? Who beheaded them?"

  "It seems we've encountered a formidable opponent today, the one who made the move is an expert, able to silently kill two seasoned six-star generals in just one move. This kind of skill should belong to a top-notch eight-star master!" The commander said in a low voice, but he didn't show any fear, on the contrary, his whole body emitted a strong killing aura.

  "Bind their corpses to the war horses and bring them back for a proper burial, we will go meet that expert." The second leader pointed his long spear at the ground, spurred his horse's abdomen, and galloped towards the valley, the sharp tip of the spear scraping against the ground, producing strings of sparks.

  Fourteen men followed closely behind and charged in, instantly filling the air with murderous intent. The temperature in the entire valley seemed to drop significantly.

  Ye Chen remained still, hiding behind the carriage, while Hei Chen's bow was already drawn into a full circle.

  Soon, a sudden and urgent horse's low voice came, a team of iron riders entered the valley, when they arrived at the center of the valley, all stopped at the same time, the scene before their eyes made them feel a bad premonition.

  "Two commanders, aren't these people from the Zhao family? They're all dead, how is this possible, who has such strength?" a deputy general said in shock.

  The two leaders turned their heads to look around, and one of them said in a cold voice: "It seems that someone has been lurking here waiting for our procurement convoy to pass by. I am responsible for escorting the procurement convoy with twenty loads, and this is the first time we have encountered such a situation."

  "Which side is the expert, why not come out and see? Are you afraid of being ridiculed for hiding your head and tail?" The second leader sat upright on his war horse, shouting loudly, with a tense mind, ready to respond to any sudden situation at any time.

  The fourteen men behind him formed a circle on horseback, guarding all sides, clearly with extremely rich combat experience.

  The two voices echoed in the empty canyon, and there was no other sound, with no one responding.