Hei Feng Mountain's leader, Yi Jie, had his own strength reaching the peak of Wu Emperor, with a terrifying physical power. He also possessed a Holy Artifact War Armor and a Holy Artifact War Knife. Lao San Geng Tu couldn't even withstand one move from Yi Jie.

  "Hmph!" Yi Jie let out a cold snort and stood up, suddenly slapping the giant boulder beside him. The boulder shook violently before completely shattering with a loud "boom" sound, sending countless rocks scattering all over the ground. Yi Jie's strength was even more terrifying than that of an average peak-stage Martial Emperor. Adding to that his two sacred artifacts - the reputation of Hei Feng Mountain could be said to have been single-handedly established by Yi Jie himself.

  A body of terrifying muscles, with a cold glint in his eyes.

  "Trash, that trash Geng Tu actually wasted so much time. If we drag this on any longer, the strong ones from Lie Yan Continent will arrive. Everyone follow me to see what happens next! Dammit!" Yi Jie mounted his horse and gave a cold, stern order. The hundred warriors, including Lao Er and Man Shan, immediately obeyed and mounted their horses.

  Go!

  At a single order from Yi Jie, more than 100 warriors immediately spurred their horses on and sped towards the village that had just suffered a disaster...

  In the village, Yuan Ye's hands were clasped together in front of her chest, her eyes gazing out the window at the endless sky, but her thoughts had wandered off somewhere.

  To stop the massacre of civilians, what is needed first and foremost is strength. Without strength, nothing can be done. With Yuan Ye's current strength, he can still cope with Wu Emperor, but when facing a Dou Hun level expert, there is almost no chance of winning. However, the major powers here, even some mid-level leaders are Dou Hun level experts. If they cannot be defeated, how can the massacre of civilians be stopped? Apart from strength, influence is also needed. Without influence, relying solely on oneself, it is impossible to stop the tragedy of the entire border. The border is too vast and requires subordinates to guard it.

  "The slaughter between the two continents has been going on for 30,000 years, and this massacre of civilians probably also has a history of tens of thousands of years. Such a long-standing habit, relying on me alone, Wu Jun, to stop it immediately is simply a fool's dream. Damn it, forget it, it seems that I will have to go into seclusion. I will also learn from Kou Yi and cultivate multiple Dou Qi. If my Inverse Heaven Snow combines with other Dou Qi, humph, who dares to cause trouble? I'll kill them. Once I stop the border slaughter of civilians, I think I can finally face Rui Xi and the others head-on. Now, this evil demon going to find them would only drag them into the same ruthless and unjust world of heavenly punishment."

  "The people of the Blazing Continent have come again!"

  A wave of terrified screams came from outside the village, interrupting Yuan Ye's thoughts. Yuan Ye couldn't help but frown, and his feet could clearly feel the subtle vibrations on the ground.

  "People from the Blazing Continent are here again!" As soon as Wu Jun, a young warrior beside Yuan Ye, heard this, he suddenly stood up and grabbed the xuan iron spear placed aside. Yuan Ye had already walked out of the door: "Ah, there are many people coming, estimated to be around 100, protect yourself well!" As soon as his voice fell, Yuan Ye flew into the high air.

  Outside the village.?

  The barbaric-looking Yi Jie, shrouded in a black robe, walked to the side of the one-eyed man's corpse and took a close look.

  "Hmm, didn't expect that a small place like this would have a Martial Emperor." Yi Jie's mouth corners slightly curled up, and he glanced at the villagers in front of him with a hint of disdain. The villagers were filled with fear, their hands gripping hoes and axes trembling.

  Yi Jie smiled slightly and then swept his gaze away, but suddenly his eyes were completely focused on the newly appeared Yuan Ye. He looked at Yuan Ye's clothes carefully and smiled: "This friend, doesn't seem to be from this village, right?"

  Every place has its own dressing style, Yuan Ye is wearing the attire of Hunluo State, but this is Guyang State. The area of Yao Yan Fu is extremely large, comparable to the entire China, Guyang State is located at the intersection of two continents, while Hunluo State is the farthest from the intersection among the eight states, one in the south and one in the north, differing by thousands of miles. The attire worn in Inner Mongolia and Hainan, China are definitely different. It's the same here, so the one-eyed man knew Yuan Ye wasn't a local expert just by looking at him, that's why he advised Yuan Ye had no obligation to save these ordinary people.

  "Right." Yuan Ye asked back, "You are the leader of Heifeng Mountain, aren't you?"

  "Clever. Are these the people you killed?" Yi Jie pointed to the people at his feet, asking nonchalantly. Yuan Ye nodded slightly, and upon seeing Yuan Ye nod, Yi Jie's face suddenly broke into a smile, but his eyes turned cold and stern.

  "Do you know it's Heifeng Mountain, and yet you dare to make a move?" The aura around Yi Jie was still surging, and suddenly his black robe fluttered up, revealing the terrifying muscles on his body. "Brothers, what do you think we should do?" Yi Jie looked at the people behind him.

  "Kill!" All the warriors were already furious when they saw the fifty corpses, and now one by one picked up their battle knives.

  Yi Jie looked at Yuan Ye and said: "Little brother, let's play two hands, whoever loses will die."

  Yuan Ye's body moved slightly, and his entire being was filled with a crackling energy. His hands clenched into fists, and his eyes gleamed with a faint light as he stared at Yi Jie: "You should be stronger than that one-eyed man, don't disappoint me."

  "Second brother, slaughter the village, I'll play with this kid." Yi Jie gave a very casual order.

  "Yes, big brother!"

  Hei Feng Shan's second-in-command, Lao Er, immediately lit up with excitement in his eyes and exclaimed: "Brothers, let's slaughter the village! Remember to leave all the young women for me, haha, get moving!" Man Shan drew a soft sword and stood aside, watching Yi Jie and Yuan Ye. He didn't even plan on participating in the massacre, as he thought that the ordinary villagers weren't worthy of his attention as a high-ranking martial artist.

  "Slaughter the village?" Yuan Ye's mouth corner revealed a hint of cold smile,

  "Haha, enjoy the thrill of killing!" A bald-headed man yelled with a menacing glare.

  "Awesome!"

  In an instant, more than a hundred martial artists rushed towards those houses.

  "Hmm!" Yuan Ye's cold hum spread to everyone's ears like a violent drink, and at the same time, Yuan Ye himself had already disappeared.

  "Death Seven Steps!"

  "Death Seven Steps!"

  "The First Sword of Sealing Demons - Shaoyang!"

  A burst of energy like a mirage flashed through the village, and cries of despair echoed out. In almost three breaths' time, fourteen martial kings and one junior martial emperor had fallen, while Yuan Ye stood proudly amidst the group of warriors and at the center of the village.

  "Ah~~~~" At this time, none of those warriors dared to rush forward and kill the villagers, and they couldn't help but retreat.

  "I advise you to go all out against me, and maybe there's still a chance to kill me." Yuan Ye's icy voice rang out.

  "Hmph, young one, you still don't know how to write the word 'death', I've said it before, whoever loses will die!" Yi Jie suddenly jumped over his subordinates and flew over, but Yi Jie was fast, Yuan Ye's speed was even faster.

  Yuan Ye coldly gazed at Yi Jie as he flew over, and suddenly his entire body was like a gentle breeze blowing cotton seeds, flashing in an extraordinary trajectory to appear before Yi Jie.

  "What a swift speed, what an exquisite movement." Yi Jie was shocked in his heart, but his body suddenly froze in mid-air.

  "Death Seven Steps!!"

  A lightning-fast, consecutive sweep of seven deaths, Yuan Ye's strongest close-range combat technique. From the start, Yuan Ye used his strongest attack.

  "Puff puff puff..."

  Continuous dull collisions, Yuan Ye's right leg kicked heavily on Yi Jie's foot, "What!" Yuan Ye's face suddenly changed greatly, a terrifying aura actually came directly from Yi Jie's foot, not only easily withstanding Yuan Ye's continuous attacks, but also continuing to attack Yuan Ye.