Chapter 63: Sword Out, Head Falls

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  The butcher in the bloody hand looked at Ye Chen with a glance, seeing that he was wearing a moon-white long gown, with a long sword around his waist, and his age was only fifteen or sixteen. He had a clear and elegant appearance, pure and innocent aura, and suddenly sneered: "It seems that there are not many people who have taken on this task. I just killed an inner disciple of the Purple Sun Sect, and now another inner disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect has come. Next time, will the inner disciples of the South Luo Sect, North Snow Mountain Villa, and Feicui Valley also come? Unfortunately, you are even more foolish than him. You know that I am a mid-term warrior in the Condensed Realms, but you still want to take my head. I really don't know how to write the word 'death'."

  If Ye Chen was a late-stage Condensing True Realm martial artist, the Butcher wouldn't have even thought of making a move and would have fled immediately. However, judging from the fluctuations in his aura, Ye Chen's cultivation was only at the early stages of the Condensing True Realm, not even reaching the peak. Although his aura was somewhat unusual, extremely pure and sharp, like it was composed of countless tiny, invisible blades, it still wasn't enough to be taken seriously by him.

  Ye Chen's expression didn't change, and he said: "Obviously it's a mid-term cultivation in the Condensing Reality Realm, but can pretend to be at the peak of the early stage of the Condensing Reality Realm. It should have cultivated some auxiliary techniques! I'm very interested."

  This type of auxiliary technique has little effect on actual strength improvement, but sometimes the effect it produces far exceeds its own strength. For example, hiding one's own strength like the opponent, waiting for the enemy to become complacent, and then suddenly counterattacking; or suppressing one's own cultivation level to enter some ancient ruins with cultivation restrictions.

  The Blood-handed Butcher furrowed his brow, the other party's calm tone making him feel a hint of crisis, as if something terrifying was about to happen. However, this thought had barely appeared when he denied it. How could that be? A cultivator in the early stages of Condensing Reality, no matter how talented, couldn't possibly defeat him. The inner disciples of North Snow Mountain Manor were proof of that - no matter how astonishing their talents, they still fell to his hands. Thinking this, the Blood-handed Butcher sneered and shouted: "The dead don't need to know so much! Earth-shattering, Heaven-startling!"

  Before he could finish speaking, the Blood Butcher suddenly stamped his foot, and the ground cracked open, a dark fissure zigzagging like lightning towards Ye Chen's location.

  Right away!

  A deafening explosion erupted with a loud bang.

  Small stones flew out like hidden weapons, covering an area of over 8 zhang, the buildings on both sides were instantly riddled with holes, and the crowd that was close by was pierced like a sieve, falling to the ground in terror, dead without closing their eyes.

  Looking again at the explosion site, it had become a large pit, half a zhang wide and three chi deep, with no corpses left.

  "Hahaha……, my bloody butcher wants you to die at the third watch, and I won't let you live until the fifth watch. In your next life, reincarnate as a human and make sure to be more radiant." The Bloody Butcher hadn't felt this exhilarated in a long time, having killed two sect disciples in a row without breaking a sweat. The only pity was that his opponents were torn into pieces by the explosive force, so there was no chance of getting any golden tickets. After a slight pang of regret, the Bloody Butcher let it go, thinking to himself that he already had over a hundred million in assets, and a little more or less didn't matter.

  The lone traveler from afar looked at each other in dismay, this butcher is too formidable! A cultivator in the early stages of Condensing True Realm couldn't even block a single move, leaving no corpse behind. Fortunately, I didn't lose my head earlier, or it would have been me who died.

  The butcher with bloody hands was about to bend down and search Tianyun Long's body, when a sudden flash of sword light appeared in front of his eyes. In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen, dressed in a moon-white robe, seemed like a ghostly figure under the sunlight, yet he had an otherworldly air about him. He flashed past in front of them at almost instantaneous speed.

  Hmph!

  A streak of blood shot out from the butcher's neck and sprayed more than three meters away.

  "You're not dead!" Every time the Blood-handed Butcher spoke, a large amount of fresh blood would gush out from his neck.

  Standing five steps behind the butcher with bloody hands, Ye Chen sheathed his sword and said calmly: "I wanted to have a few more words with you, unfortunately!"

  Bang!

  The butcher's eyes flashed with a self-mocking expression, his head tilted to one side and fell from his neck, and his body followed suit, fresh blood staining the stone pavement red.

  Turning around, Ye Chen slightly shook his head.

  If it were a truly fair fight, he would need at least three moves to kill the Butcher of Blood Hands. After all, his opponent's strength was above that of Cui Shiming, and in terms of cunning and adaptability, two Cui Shimings couldn't compare to him. It was just that the Butcher of Blood Hands had underestimated him from the start, thoroughly so. Otherwise, even if Ye Chen's sword could hit its mark, it would be blocked by his opponent's protective true energy, at most causing some injury.

  But Ye Chen himself had forgotten one thing, that after practicing the Crane Shadow Step, his speed was incredibly fast, and the Blood-handed Butcher had just thought of mobilizing his energy, but it was already too late.

  Alas, the butcher who had been cautious all his life became paralyzed and careless at the last moment. Of course, no matter how cautious he was, when Ye Chen decided to kill him, his life was already not his own. This is absolute power, absolute advantage, and it cannot be made up for.

  Those lone travelers who had not yet left the rivers and lakes stared with their mouths agape.

  They only saw Ye Chen draw his sword, and then the Blood Butcher's head fell off. What happened in between was a mystery shrouded in mist.

  The sword is out, the head falls!

  What a decisive and skillful move.

  Like a hidden killer in the dark, if he doesn't make a move, it's fine. If he does, someone must die, and there will be no next time.

  "This child is terrifying!" a guest from Jianghu said in a low voice.

  Another person said: "I seem to see the shadow of Beixue Gongzi on him, equally young, equally ruthless, if he doesn't make a move, it's fine, but once he does, he will surely kill."

  However, he wants to reach the realm of Beixue Gongzi, and there is one person who is his greatest opponent.

  "Who?"

  "Who else could it be, but Lin Qi, the third disciple of Beixue Manor? This person's talent is not particularly outstanding, yet he can always do things that ordinary people find difficult to achieve. He defeated Fast Knife Wu Wanshan with ten knives, cut off a waterfall with one knife, and scared away the Red Furnace Bird with his aura. The master of Beixue Manor had determined that among many disciples, he was the most likely to comprehend the intention of the sword, an evaluation that even North Snow Prince had not received."

  "Blade intent? You're kidding, right? Even a swordsman who has reached the level of embracing the origin can hardly grasp blade intent. It's one in ten thousand, and in the entire Tianfeng Nation, only the master of Beixue Manor has achieved this state."

  "What realm are you in? What realm is the master of Beixue Manor in? Can his words be false? Moreover, he only said what was most likely, and didn't say it was certain."

  "This is true, but this child's strength is far inferior to Lin Qi's. If he wants to oppose him, he still has a long way to go."

  People in Jianghu discussed and expressed their opinions freely.

  Ye Chen did not hear these discussions, his attention was all on Butcher Bloodhand.

  As a wanted criminal, he usually has a large amount of money on him, with the least being hundreds or thousands of taels and the most being tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of taels. This is also what drives the disciples of the sect crazy, after all, once luck comes, it can't be stopped, and one night can become a rich man.