Chapter 117: One Step, Ten Kills, Slaughter of Ten Thousand People

  "Kill! Kill him for me!" Zheng Qing-shan covered his right shoulder and quickly retreated behind a group of soldiers, shouting loudly.

  The entire Zheng family army of one thousand men rushed towards Ye Chen's location, surrounding him layer by layer.

  "Kill!"

  Zheng Jiajun let out a unified shout, and with a burst of murderous energy, dozens of spears shot straight forward!

  Ye Chen's mind stirred, and he opened the Xuan Yuan Sacred Mark's space to put Zhan Xiao Ling inside, but his face suddenly changed as he discovered that he couldn't put Zhan Xiao Ling into the Xuan Yuan Sacred Mark's space.

  "Kid, with your current strength, you can only accommodate one life form in the Chaotic Sacred Mark." The voice of the Chaotic Sacred Soul echoed in Ye Chen's mind.

  Ye Chen couldn't think much, the dense and numerous war spears were thrusting forward, the spearheads gleaming with a cold light, the killing aura surging, these were all warriors who had harvested lives on the battlefield, each person, each spear was stained with the aura of murder.

  Ye Chen wrapped his arm around Zhan Xiaoling's arm and lifted her up, at the same time his other hand flashed at his waist, a black as ink large knife appeared in his hand, the knife rotated and slashed horizontally in all directions!

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!!"

  Dozens of knife auras flew out from the body, each one like a sharp blade cutting through the air and killing towards the surrounding Zheng family soldiers.

  Ding ding ding!

  Sharp blade energy cut through the surrounding Zheng family soldiers, and their sturdy armor was sliced open like tofu.

  Pffft!

  Blood splattered everywhere, and dozens of people were killed by the sword energy on the spot. The fallen corpses were not intact, either with their heads severed or cut into two or three segments.

  Kill!!

  Zheng Jiajun was fearless and dauntless, when one person fell down, the ones behind immediately filled up the gap.

  BOOM!!

  Ye Chen swung his large knife and with a loud crash, the green stone floor was covered in cracks. The Zheng family soldiers who were charging forward fell to the ground with a thud.

  Ye Chen stretched out his left arm towards the sky and caught Zhan Xiaoling as she fell, then single-handedly lifted her up and charged directly at the Zheng family army.

  Ding!!

  The spear broke, the big knife brought endless coldness and continued to harvest the lives of Zheng's army. These powerful seven-segment masters formed an army that was so vulnerable in front of Ye Chen, like cutting grass, every time the big knife swung, there were dozens of people lying on the ground.

  The field was already a river of blood and a mountain of corpses, and nearly all of the 1,000 Zheng family soldiers had died. Zheng Qing Shan was shocked in his heart, he never thought that a mortal cultivator would be so strong. His eyes red with blood, he roared to the general beside him: "Quickly, quickly go back and tell my father to bring several top masters from the Guardian Hall here!"

  "Yes, young master, I'll go right away!" The general quickly departed and soon disappeared into the distance at the end of the street.

  Ye Chen's killing intent soared into the sky, these people actually dared to forcefully take his woman, they really deserved to die ten thousand times!

  Kill!

  Ye Chen's eyes turned red with killing intent, and he turned his head to look at Zheng Qing Shan who was hiding behind a large group of Zheng family soldiers. The killing intent in Ye Chen's eyes almost shot out, "Zheng Qing Shan, today you will definitely die! Even if the Heavenly King himself comes down, he won't be able to save your life!!"

  "You...!" Zheng Qing Shan trembled, actually being intimidated by Ye Chen's aura. However, he quickly regained his composure and shouted: "How dare you! Wait until my father brings strong reinforcements here, this young master will definitely have you sliced into a thousand pieces!"

  "Hahaha!!" Ye Chen laughed in anger, Zhan Xiaoling was held by her collar and suspended in mid-air, her right hand holding a large knife, the deep red blood flowing down the blade to the tip, dripping onto the ground, the white shirt also stained with blood. "You probably won't make it until that time!"

  Ye Chen raised his large knife and charged forward, at this moment the person he most wanted to kill was Zheng Qing Shan, the ringleader of all these troubles!

  "Stop him, block his way!" Zheng Qing-shan bellowed.

  "Protect the young master, kill him for me!" A centurion raised his long sword and gave an order, and the Zheng family army rushed towards Ye Chen like a tidal wave.

  "Hmph!!"

  One by one, the blood splattered, Ye Chen killed with each step, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river. These ordinary soldiers couldn't stop his footsteps at all, and the Zheng family army fell down continuously.

  The people watching from the buildings on both sides of the street were all chilled to the bone. This was a god of slaughter, killing people like cutting grass. The Zheng family army, composed of seven high-ranking masters, was nothing but chaff in front of him. With one swing of his blade, a large area fell, and this was still a cultivator in the flesh realm!

  The cries of agony were endless, but no one who was beheaded by Ye Chen left behind a complete corpse. The big knife cut through everything in its path, the blade energy swirling and flying out, constantly taking away the lives of the Zheng family soldiers.

  Witnessing this scene, Zheng Qing Shan was truly frightened, his heart trembling with fear. This person was so terrifying! A group of Zheng family guards protected him as they continuously retreated, while Ye Chen directly charged towards the direction he was in, those icy cold eyes never leaving Zheng Qing Shan's body.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

  The streets echoed with urgent and neat footsteps, the city guard of Wang City discovered the situation here and rushed over, the streets were packed with a large crowd of several thousand people.

  The dense army surrounded Ye Chen, leaving no gaps, while at the same time heavily protecting Zheng Qing Shan within. A fierce glint flashed in Ye Chen's eyes as he suddenly opened his mouth.

  "Whoosh!!"

  A golden arrow of blood energy burst through the void, in the dark sky and earth, as if a stroke of golden light tore through the empty space, everyone only saw a flash of golden light, and then a bloody glow shot out.

  "Pffft!"

  Zheng Qing Shan's pupils dilated, and he stretched out his hand to cover his neck tightly. A finger-sized blood hole in the front and back continuously gushed out fresh blood, no matter how hard he covered it, he couldn't stop it.

  "You... you killed me?" Zheng Qing Shan's eyes were filled with an unbelievable expression, as if he didn't want to believe this fact. He was under the heavy protection of the army, yet he was still killed by the opponent. He felt his consciousness becoming blurry, and everything in the world was gradually becoming vague before his eyes. Zheng Qing Shan felt extreme fear, but it couldn't change anything. His eyes were wide open, and his body slowly fell backwards.

  "Master! Master!"

  One of Zheng's generals caught Zheng Qing Shan and shook his body violently, shouting loudly, but got no response from him.

  Zheng Qing Shan is dead, just like that. The army and the onlookers all think it's unbelievable. The son of the General of Western Conquest was actually killed in the imperial city. And not long ago, the General of Western Conquest had returned to the imperial city without going on a campaign to the western frontier. If he finds out about this, there will probably be a bloody storm in the imperial city.

  "He killed Young Master, the sons of Zheng Family's army, kill him to avenge Young Master, and that woman, kill her!!"

  The general of Zheng's army went crazy and yelled loudly.

  "Kill!"

  Countless soldiers rushed up, and sharp spears from all directions stabbed towards Ye Chen. Ye Chen held Jian Xiaoling's foot tip with one hand, and his whole body rose into the air, dozens of long guns stabbing at nothing.

  Ding!

  Ye Chen's foot tapped on the long spear that pierced the air, his large knife swung and slashed horizontally in all directions.

  "Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!!"

  Dozens of heads were thrown high, with dozens of blood streams rushing into the sky, like a fountain spraying out a burst of bloody fog.

  People on both sides of the street screamed and some were even trembling with fear at such a scene.

  "Lingling, close your eyes and don't look, I don't want you to see this bloody scene." Ye Chen's voice was gentle, but the large knife in his hand was like the scythe of death.

  "No, I want to see you well for what you've done for me. At this moment, I feel very happy and content. Even if I die today, I have no regrets. At least we can die together and never be apart again." Zhan Xiaoling said softly, her tone surprisingly calm, as if the scenes before her eyes had no effect on her at all.

  "Archers, fire!" The commander of the city guard gave the order.

  "Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!!"

  A hail of arrows shot towards Ye Chen, the sharp whistling sound making one's scalp tingle. Ye Chen quickly pulled Zhan Xiao into his arms and swung his large knife rapidly, "Ding ding ding!!" blocking all the arrows in front of him.

  Ding ding!

  The sky was filled with arrows, a large number of which shot at Ye Chen's body, but they were like shooting at fine iron, making a series of ringing sounds, and it was impossible to hurt him in the slightest.

  "We won't die, none of us will. On this land of eternal life, we'll all live well and have a long life to accompany each other, making up for past regrets. I'll take you with me!"

  Ye Chen's soft voice echoed in Zhan Xiaoling's ears, but for her, it was a promise, a lifelong commitment.

  Ye Chen charged towards the south gate, killing ten with each step, striking fear into the hearts of Zheng's army and the city guards.

  The people on both sides of the street seemed to have become numb, they could no longer see Ye Chen's movements, only seeing the blood splashing continuously in the air, heads flying up, and the army falling down one after another, the streets had completely turned into a hellish scene.

  Ye Chen hugged Zhan Xiaoling and rushed towards the South City Gate. Along the way, corpses were scattered all over the ground. The streets paved with bluestones seemed to have been washed by blood once, and the pungent smell of gore filled the air. In this gloomy afternoon, it made people feel exceptionally cold!

  Ye Chen marched forward, unstoppable. The archers retreated while firing arrows, but none of the arrows could penetrate Ye Chen's physical defense. Zhan Xiaoling was protected by Ye Chen in his arms and didn't suffer a single injury.

  Ye Chen knew it was not suitable to stay in the imperial city for long. If he waited until the Western General brought strong warriors from the Secret Realm of the Vast Ocean, things would become troublesome. He had to quickly kill his way out and break through the siege of the imperial city.

  Half an hour later, Ye Chen slaughtered his way through tens of miles, the long streets flowing with blood like rivers. He was almost walking on corpses, but the city's garrison had millions of soldiers, and even though only a part of the southern city's garrison came to reinforce, there were still too many for Ye Chen to kill.

  Ye Chen had one hand protecting Zhan Xiaoling, and the other holding a large knife. From head to toe, he was covered in blood, and not just him, but also Zhan Xiaoling had become a bloody figure, whether it was her clothes or hair, everything seemed to have been washed with blood.

  Ye Chen had already killed his way into the army, and those city guards were no longer as fearless and ferocious as before. Looking at Ye Chen in his blood-stained clothes and wielding a large knife, he was like a god of war, and with a woman by his side, it would have been even more terrifying if he had been alone.