Chapter 63: A Cruel Battle

  The front door of Ye's mansion has completely become a battlefield. The guards and children of the Ye family also rushed up, fighting side by side with Ye Chen.

  "Brothers, let's wipe out the people of the three families! We vowed to live and die with the Ye family. The Ye family has treated us well over the years, now it's our turn to exert ourselves. Let's follow Young Master Ye Chen and leave all these people here!"

  A guard leader of the Ye family shouted loudly.

  Ye Chen's big knife touched the ground, and the entire floor seemed to tremble slightly. "All of you retreat."

  Young Master!

  "Listen to my command, all of you retreat! One person is enough!" Ye Chen's voice was filled with overbearing aura, carrying an unyielding tone. The guards and disciples of the Ye family all retreated back to the main gate.

  "Kill Ye Chen and get low-grade top-quality spiritual medicine!"

  Among the three major families, someone shouted loudly, but that voice was trembling, apparently intimidated by Ye Chen's bravery, and now it was just cheering for their own people.

  "Today, none of you will leave alive!" Ye Chen's face was cold as a knife, his eyes sharp and piercing, his killing aura soaring to the sky. His footsteps were swift and agile like a roaming dragon, his large hands constantly chopping and slashing.

  "Hmph!!"

  A burst of fresh blood spurted out, the bloody mist in the air had been bursting non-stop, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air within a radius of several hundred meters.

  "Pffft!"

  Ye Chen's sword cut off several people at the waist, and then his gaze fell on Ye Xiao Tian and the two elders of the Zhao and Duanmu families. Ye Xiao Tian was already at a disadvantage as he fought alone against the two ninth-level peak elders.

  "Roar!"

  Ye Chen's body shook, a powerful punch burst out, the roar of the Overlord shook heaven and earth, causing the unexpected masters who rushed forward to feel a sharp pain in their heads, momentarily stunned. Seizing this opportunity, Ye Chen's blood energy gathered, rushing up his throat.

  "Whoosh!"

  A golden-orange arrow pierced through the void, carrying a sharp whistling sound that instantly penetrated the throat of the Tanmu family's elder.

  "Pffft!"

  The arrow pierced the elder's neck, creating a hole the size of a thumb, and all his movements froze. He raised his hand to cover his neck, but couldn't stop the gushing blood.

  The elder of the Duanmu family turned his head with all his might, looking at Ye Chen tens of meters away, his scattered pupils filled with terror and unwillingness, his body slowly falling backwards.

  "Orange-golden blood!" People were astonished, having never heard of anyone with orange-golden blood before. It was truly too unbelievable.

  "He can actually condense his blood energy into arrow feathers and kill a strong 9th-level peak master from tens of meters away!"

  The three masters, Zhao Wuji and the elder of the Zhao family, were all shocked in their hearts. They looked at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a monster, each one carefully dividing their attention to observe Ye Chen's movements, fearing that he would suddenly strike them with another blow.

  "Ye Chen's infant body has condensed the arrow feathers with his blood energy, so his internal blood energy will definitely suffer losses and his combat power will decline. He won't be able to hold on for much longer. As long as you kill him, the reward will double!" The three masters threw out an even greater temptation, causing those experts to disregard their lives and charge towards Ye Chen.

  "The Duanmu family, the Guo family, the Zhao family, and my Ye family will never coexist in peace. Only one of us can reign supreme in this mortal world!"

  The two elders burst into fury, their snow-white hair and beards standing on end, each one like a needle. They were extremely resentful of the three major families, and their attacks became even more ruthless, completely abandoning defense to focus on offense.

  "Pffft!"

  A large string of fresh blood shot into the air, Ye Chen killed to madness, that black as ink knife body at this time had been dyed crimson by blood, a white dress on his body completely turned into bloody clothes.

  Blood-soaked clothes, a large knife, had become the nightmare of the three major families' masters. The cold light flashing on the blade was like the scythe of the god of death, taking away several lives each time, and those masters finally felt fear. They were no longer as fearless of death as before, their companions' mutilated corpses piled up under Ye Chen's feet, already like a small hill.

  Ye Chen's foot trampled on the mountain of corpses, his large knife slanted towards the ground, and the hem of his bloody clothes dripped with blood like flowing water. How long had it been since he last engaged in such frenzied slaughter? It was a scene that hadn't occurred since five years ago, when he was still on Earth.

  Under the guidance of Old Master, he possessed extraordinary martial arts skills. That year, he learned that the Western Crusaders were secretly invading the ancient Wudang Mountains of China. He went alone and after several major battles, he killed thousands, with corpses scattered all over the fields and rivers of blood. Of the 5,000-strong Crusader army, nearly half were defeated by his single hand.

  Since then, he has become a nightmare for the Western Church, known as the Devil of the East. Now he seems to have regained his old feeling, facing not the Crusaders of the Eastern Expedition, but the masters of the three major families and the City Lord's Mansion, however, they are even more despicable than the Crusaders!

  The crowd watching from a distance was pale, and this scene was something they didn't dare to think about. It seemed as if they were no longer in the human world, but in the underworld of Asura. Many people felt a wave of nausea, and some were even too scared to look again.

  At this time, Ye Chen had almost become the embodiment of a devil in the eyes of those people in Lincheng. Although he was forced to do so, having killed too many people made him still seem like a devil in the eyes of some ordinary people.

  "Iron Tooth Squad, listen up! Assist the three family masters in killing Ye Chen. The four squads will form a vertical line and charge forward one by one, use your war spears to make him bleed out his golden blood!"

  Zhao Wujie was fending off the attacks of Ye Family's Second Elder while loudly shouting. At this moment, he looked disheveled and his silver armor was mostly broken, with fresh blood staining his body, clearly showing that he had suffered a serious injury.

  Ye Jia's second elder was also covered in wounds, but his offensive became even more fierce.

  "Kill! Kill!"

  The Iron Tooth Army shouted loudly, their killing cries shaking the sky, as they charged over with a rumbling sound. Their two-meter-long spears had sharp tips that gleamed with a cold light, and soon they were charging towards Ye Chen's location, not far away.

  "Today I will quietly sneak into Lin City!"

  Ye Chen let out a clear whistle, and his body emitted a rumbling sound, with blood and energy rapidly circulating throughout every part of him. The orange-gold light on the surface of his body grew even more intense, his skin and muscles as hard as refined iron. Holding a 1.5-meter-long greatsword, he charged forward alone towards the Iron Tooth Army.

  "Knock knock knock!"

  Ye Chen's footsteps were as heavy as a thousand tons, each step on the ground was a loud roar, accompanied by the entire earth shaking, like an earthquake, which had some impact on the iron-toothed army's phalanx.

  Ye Chen finally charged up to the Iron Tooth Army's front lines. Seven long spears came at him, but Ye Chen seemed oblivious, not dodging or evading.

  "Ding ding ding!"

  A sharp war spear pierced Ye Chen's body, his blood-stained clothes bursting open, yet it was unable to pierce through his body, not even breaking the skin, producing a metallic clanging sound as if it had struck metal.

  Those Iron Tooth soldiers were shocked, having never seen such a perverted defense. To think that they were the most elite warriors of the City Lord's Manor, with strengths all around the 7th segment, and yet they couldn't even break through the opponent's skin, which was something that a 9th segment peak expert could easily pierce.

  "Hey!" Ye Chen grinned, revealing a row of pearly white teeth. With a swift motion, he wrapped his arm around the seven spears and clamped them tightly under his armpit. Suddenly, his arm burst forth with force, sending the seven people holding spears at the front flying into the air like they were weightless, crashing to the ground tens of meters away.

  "Bang! Bang!!"

  Seven people fell from the air and heavily hit the ground, pounding out seven human-shaped pit prints on the ground. Their bones were broken, their muscles were torn, and their mouths, noses, and ears were all bleeding profusely.

  At this moment, the iron-toothed soldiers in the second row thrust out their long spears with their hands, and Ye Chen's big knife chopped down, pressing all the long spears to the ground, unable to move a single inch.

  "Psst!"

  The long spear of the third row killed from the gap between the heads of the second row of iron-toothed soldiers, Ye Chen slightly tilted his head to avoid two gun tips, and a punch was launched, accompanied by the roar of the Overlord, a huge fist print dispersed all the airflow.

  "Hum!!"

  Fists like mountains, shockwaves of air flowing forward like ripples on water.

  Bang!

  The two Iron Teeth soldiers who were punched flew out on the spot, and with a loud bang in mid-air, they exploded into a bloody mist, leaving nothing behind. At the same time, a powerful gust of air shook all the Iron Teeth soldiers in this area, causing them to stumble backwards unsteadily.

  At this moment, Ye Chen struck again, his large knife slicing through the air in a horizontal arc, bringing with it a string of blood flowers.

  Wow!!

  Seven great heads flew out obliquely, and seven jets of blood spurted from the headless corpse like a fountain.

  One slash killed seven people, Ye Chen's large knife in his hand swung continuously, and the sound of "qiang qiang" was heard. The long guns that came to kill were all cut into two segments. The first team of Tie Ya Jun was completely annihilated, and the second team of Tie Ya Jun trembled with fear in their hearts. Even though they were soldiers, they had never seen such a terrifying killing god on the brutal battlefield before. That murderous aura, evil spirit, and overbearing aura made them tremble. Those eyes that were colder than ice and sharper than swords made them feel a soul-stirring terror.

  On the other hand, Zhao's elder was in a precarious situation, repeatedly retreating at Ye Shuangtian's hands, with deep concave wounds on his chest and large amounts of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

  "Want to destroy my Ye family? Die!"

  Ye Xiao let out a loud roar, and with one punch, he sent the Zhao family elder flying several meters away, spitting blood continuously. Half of his shoulder was completely shattered, and he struggled to prop himself up, but it was clear that he was at his last gasp.

  Ye Xiao Tian took a step forward and suddenly appeared right in front of him. With a loud slap, he smashed his head, and red and white splattered out together.

  At this time, Zhao Wujie was also seriously injured under the life-and-death attack of the two elders. Seeing that the two elders were dead and the Iron Tooth Army was almost annihilated, he let out a loud roar, forced back the two Ye family elders, and was about to escape.

  "Where is he going?"

  Ye Xiao Tian, who had just killed the Zhao family elder, flashed his body and blocked Zhao Wuji. He opened his mouth and let out a thunderous tiger roar, and the fist wind flowed, condensing into a tiger head that heavily struck down.

  Bang!

  Zhao Wujie thrust his spear towards Ye Xiaotian's Tiger Roar Fist Seal, and he flew back six or seven meters, his arm trembling violently, almost unable to hold onto the war spear.

  On the other hand, the battle between Gokō and Tanmoku ō was extremely fierce. Tanmoku ō grabbed Gokō's left hand with one hand and ripped it off with a loud "pop". At the same time, Gokō's left palm slammed heavily onto Tanmoku ō's head.

  Hmph!

  Tan Mu Ou's head burst like a watermelon, his body swaying back and forth before crashing to the ground with a loud thud.