Chapter 981
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Under the cover of night, the moon’s rays cascade down.
Outside the mansion, the stench of decaying flesh and the tang of fresh blood mingle in the air.
A white figure, swift as lightning, carrying an overwhelming aura of killing intent, in this very moment, cuts through the ranks of blood-bone figures and directly ascends to the courtyard wall.
The Tianyan Sword!
A Royal-grade spiritual technique, the Ming Lei Yuan Sword Art.
The most domineering move.
Sword Extinguishing Thunder Seal!
Enhanced by Ye Wushuang’s subtle sword momentum and his long-suppressed, suddenly fierce killing intent, he unleashes a single sword strike.
Wanyan Chuxue has yet to sense the impending danger.
In an instant, Ye Wushuang’s figure appears beneath her on the courtyard wall, then he soars into the air, brandishing the Tianyan Sword.
The sword is drawn.
Blood splatters.
A head soars high into the sky.
A geyser of blood spurts three zhang into the air.
At this moment, Wanyan Chuxue feels an excruciating pain in her head, and then she sees her own head seemingly floating in mid-air, while her body appears to still stand on the wall.
What’s happening?
And at this very moment, Ye Yang, who stands beside Wanyan Chuxue, has not yet realized that her head has been severed.
When the blood splashes onto him, the warm liquid soaking through his clothes, Ye Yang glances to his side and his face instantly turns pale.
“Ah!!”
A soul-piercing, heart-wrenching scream echoes through the heavens and the earth.
At this moment, Shang Yunshang, Duan Xingqing, Dan Yongcheng, and others all turn their gazes, their souls trembling and their bodies chilled to the bone.
“Chuxue!”
Shang Yunshang lets out a cry of shock.
Wanyan Chuxue… has had her head cut off!!!
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
From the moment Ye Wushuang struck to the moment he severed Wanyan Chuxue’s head, it was merely the span of three breaths.
No one had time to react.
“The next one is you!”
Already standing on the courtyard wall, Ye Wushuang strikes again, his sword piercing through Ye Yang’s chest and extinguishing his life force.
Ye Wushuang had been observing for a while.
Had it not been for Wanyan Chuxue’s spiritual array, the blood-bone figures would have already breached the mansion.
So, the first target for an assassination strike naturally had to be Wanyan Chuxue.
As for how beautiful this woman was… who cares!
He would kill anyone from Tianji Mansion!
Ye Yang just happened to be stunned, and Ye Wushuang took the opportunity to eliminate him as well!
In the span of five breaths, Wanyan Chuxue’s head was severed, and Ye Yang’s chest was pierced.
Two spiritual array masters were killed in an instant.
“Ye Wushuang!”
Shocked cries ring out as one by one, the warriors of Tianji Mansion stare at Ye Wushuang standing on the courtyard wall with expressions of utter astonishment.
Where did this guy come from?
Ye Wushuang looks coldly at the dozen or so people.
“It’s me!”
As these words fall, Ye Wushuang’s killing intent surges within him. Without another word, he charges directly towards Duan Xingqing, the closest to him.
Duan Xingqing is now furious to the extreme.
This bastard, who suddenly popped out and despicably assassinated Wanyan Chuxue, now actually wants to kill him?
“You’re asking for death!”
Duan Xingqing roars in anger, ignoring the blood-bone figures and charging straight at Ye Wushuang.
His physique is robust, his fists clenched tightly, as if thunder roars within them.
“Flame Thunder Fist!”
His fists crash out, not only with rolling thunder but also with flames rising, releasing a terrifying explosive force.
Seeing this, Ye Wushuang actually throws the Tianyan Sword and then slaps out with both palms.
“Holy Thunder Palm!”
Similarly, with rolling thunder, only Ye Wushuang’s Great Void Thunder Palm technique lacks the fiery attribute’s might.
However…
Fists against palms.
Instantly, the two forces converge, releasing a power that tears through space, directly shattering the nearby array patterns.
The two figures clash and immediately separate. Duan Xingqing stumbles backward into the courtyard, his face turning pale.
Ye Wushuang, however, stands firm, and the Tianyan Sword falls back into his hands.
“Second level of the Wufa Realm!”
Duan Xingqing exclaims in astonishment.
But…
Even though Ye Wushuang is at the second level of the Wufa Realm, and he is already at the fourth level, in the head-on clash, he actually couldn’t withstand Ye Wushuang’s attack!
Meanwhile, with Wanyan Chuxue and Ye Yang killed one after another, and Duan Xingqing engaging Ye Wushuang and disrupting part of the spiritual array, in this short span of time, the blood-bone figures have already gradually broken through the array and charged into the courtyard.
The dozen or so disciples of Tianji Mansion have no choice but to retreat.
Dan Yongye, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, stands in mid-air, looking down, his gaze falling on Ye Wushuang.
“Are you the Ye Wushuang?”
“That’s right!”
Ye Wushuang grips the Tianyan Sword and says indifferently, “And you are Dan Yongye?”
Dan Yongye seems not to expect Ye Wushuang to dare speak to him in such a manner, and his expression is taken aback.
“Did you lead the people who killed Jiang Yihan and the others?”
Hearing this, Dan Yongye’s expression remains calm as he says, “Within the ancient city, every column of green light is a place of refuge where the blood-bone figures cannot enter.”
“And the pavilions and towers within the green light all contain opportunities and treasures. I led my people there only to find out that the opportunities had been taken by your Lingjian Mountain warriors, so I casually killed them…”
“Casually…”
Ye Wushuang’s eyes turn cold and stern.
Dan Yongye, however, continues with an unruffled tone, “Of course, I also wanted to see how you, who have killed so many of my Tianji Mansion people, would feel!”
“Now it seems you are quite angry about it?”
Dan Yongye can’t help but shake his head and say, “Both of us are geniuses; it’s not worth it to feel sorrow, grief, or anger for those ordinary people.”
“No need for you to lecture me!”
Ye Wushuang says coldly.
Even if he is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, he is still a human being with emotions, not a heartless tree or plant.
“However, you are just too foolish.”
Dan Yongye continues, “Now you come to me with trouble. If we fight, in the end, these blood puppets will be the ones to benefit!”
“Is that so?”
Ye Wushuang sneers, “I don’t think so!”
Hm?
Dan Yongye looks at Ye Wushuang with some confusion.
But at this moment, Ye Wushuang is not in a hurry to fight with the people of Tianji Mansion. Instead, he strikes sword after sword, completely destroying the mansion’s spiritual array.
Now, the blood-bone figures, unimpeded, charge in.
Hundreds of blood-bone figures climb over the walls one by one, attacking the dozen or so disciples of Tianji Mansion.
“Huh?”
For the first time, ripples appear in Dan Yongye’s gaze as he looks at Ye Wushuang in surprise.
The blood-bone figures actually ignore Ye Wushuang?
No wonder Ye Wushuang could silently reach the courtyard wall just now and decisively strike, assassinating Wanyan Chuxue.
“It seems you have indeed obtained a treasure that is greatly related to this place. These blood-bone figures have no killing intent towards you and even ignore you!”
“Yes,” Ye Wushuang grips the Tianyan Sword, looks at Dan Yongye, then at the others, and finally brings his gaze back to Dan Yongye, laughing. “Why can’t I laugh? Now, hundreds of blood-bone figures are your mortal enemies but my helpers. I can just sit back and watch you all die one by one…”
Hearing this, Dan Yongye actually laughs.
“You can rest assured,” Dan Yongye says confidently, “They might die, but I will definitely not die here.”
“Then let’s see about that,” Ye Wushuang says with a provocative smile.
