This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me-Chapter 327 - : Overkill (2)
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Chapter 327: Overkill (2)
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Yao Wenzhong stood up and slashed down with all his might. Just as his saber was about to land on the left side of Ye Jingtangโs face, the Hornless Dragon Saber at Ye Jingtangโs waist unsheathed at a shocking speed and blocked the heavy saber.
This saber move was so fast that it was unbelievable. Even Yao Wenzhong, whom the Saber Chief had taught, had a look of confusion in his eyes. ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ธ๐๐๐ต.๐๐ธ๐
After all, Yao Wenzhong had never seen Kuang Yazi. Apart from Kuang Yazi, there was no one else in Great Wei who could draw a saber so fast.
The crisp sound of the saber was like the roar of a dragon from the nine heavens. The three-foot-long blade instantly turned into a ray of light. By the time he realized that Ye Jingtangโs left hand was moving, the Hornless Dragon Saber was already horizontally beside him and even appeared to be waiting for him for a moment.
Clang!
The sound of ear-piercing friction came, and sparks flew in midair.
Even though Yao Wenzhong felt that something was wrong, there was no room for him to maneuver with his heavy saber. He still used all his strength to slash at the Hornless Dragon Saber, wanting to shake Ye Jingtangโs lower body.
But Ye Jingtang held his saber with ease, pointed diagonally behind him, creating a steep angle.
The 54-kilogram saber landed on it. Although Ye Jingtangโs body leaned to the side due to the immense inertia, it failed to injure him at all and slid behind him almost instantly.
Yao Wenzhong had already seen how Xuanyuan Hongzhiโs move had been broken yesterday, and his blood ran cold. Before the heavy saber could completely slide away, he had already taken large strides back to prevent Ye Jingtang from taking the opportunity to slash at his neck.
Facing the combined attack of the five people, Ye Jingtang didnโt forcefully pursue Yao Wenzhong. As he blocked the Dragon Slaying Decree with his left hand, he suddenly yanked the spear in his right hand.
When Eighth Master Fan felt that he couldnโt move his spear, he sensed that something was wrong, but he didnโt abandon the spear and escape from the battle. Instead, he held the spear tightly to prevent Ye Jingtang from snatching the weapon. After all, his role was to give Yao Wenzhong the initiative. If he abandoned the spear and retreated, he would become a useless teammate who handed his weapon over on the battlefield.
Eighth Master Fanโs train of thought was correct, but his overly-experienced Jianghu experience became a death warrant.
Eighth Master Fan only saw the two blades clash. Before he could see the details of the exchange, an irresistible force pulled the spear in his hand. He staggered forward, and then there was an explosion in front of him.
Boom!
Ye Jingtang suddenly pulled the spear and turned around to kick sideways at the same time. His powerful right leg hit Eighth Master Fanโs chest.
Ye Jingtangโs internal energy had increased greatly, but he hadnโt really used it against anyone. He didnโt even know how strong his explosive power was now, so he didnโt hold back at all. The effect of this move couldnโt be described as โexcessive forceโ anymore. It was completely like hitting a fly with heavy artillery.
With the full-force kick, Ye Jingtangโs right pants leg and shoe exploded under the terrifying force, and his bare foot directly kicked Eighth Master Fanโs chest.
Before Eighth Master Fan could react, his chest instantly caved in, and his back bulged. Then his robe exploded, and his shattered spine, flesh, and internal organs exploded into a bloody mist behind him. Blood splashed onto the back of Han Shaoping, who was ten feet away.
Because the speed and strength were too exaggerated, it caused a phenomenon of โpassing throughโ. Eighth Master Fanโs body didnโt move at all.
Not only were the people surrounding them horrified by this scene, but even Ye Jingtang himself was disgusted. He quickly retracted his bloody right foot and flashed forward.
Directly above the old street, the black-clothed swordsman leaped out of the window. His original intention was to lock down Ye Jingtangโs escape route, but when he flew out, he was horrified to discover that Eighth Master Fan couldnโt even withstand a single blow and was kicked in the chest.
Such appalling destructive power terrified the black-clothed swordsman. He couldnโt exert any strength in midair and would definitely die if he landed. Fie could only throw flying knives as a last-ditch struggle.
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Han Shaoping, who was originally wary of the two attendants, was splashed with blood. He turned around and saw the blood mist flying behind him. At the same time, he saw from the corner of his eye that the black-clothed swordsman was about to collide with Ye Jingtang.
Han Shaoping was extremely experienced in combat. Seeing that his teammate was in a desperate situation, before he could think, he made the reaction that a top expert should have. His figure instantly erupted, and he slashed at Ye Jingtang with his two sabers, trying to rescue the black-clothed swordsman. But Han Shaoping immediately regretted this decision!
Ye Jingtang originally wanted to intercept the black-clothed swordsman. But when he saw Han Shaoping rushing over from the corner of his eye, he dodged without any hesitation and sent the saber in his left hand into his right hand.
Swoosh!
The shrill sound of rushing wind came from the street.
Ye Jingtangโs figure moved horizontally on the street with a dazzling white light. He instantly passed Eighth Master Fan and the black-clothed swordsman and directly flashed in front of Han Shaoping from near Yao Wenzhong.
When Han Shaoping saw this inhuman scene, he was terrified. He immediately crossed his two sabers in front of him and slashed at the black shadow charging over.
But when the blades attacked, there was no sense of force. There was only a soft poof.
Ye Jingtang found that the qi in his body was too strong. He was afraid of using too much strength and leaving minced meat all over the ground, disgusting the people in town, so he restrained his qi. The single saber in his hand was like a butterfly drifting between flowers. With absolute speed, it accurately passed through the gap between the two sabers and hit Han Shaopingโs chest. Then Ye Jingtang exerted strength in his legs again.
Bam!
The old street bricks shattered under the heavy stomp, revealing two hemispherical pits.
Ye Jingtangโs figure turned at a sharp angle in front of Han Shaoping. It looked as if he had been split apart by Han Shaopingโs two sabers. He shot diagonally upward and arrived behind the black-clothed swordsman in the blink of an eye.
The black-clothed swordsman had rushed out of the window and had yet to land on the ground. His naked eye could only see a black shadow running on the ground. When his eyes caught up to Ye Jingtang, he was already behind him.
The biack-clothed swordsmanโs heart was like dead ashes, but his martial arts instincts were still there. As he fell, he slammed the sword in his right hand on his left forearm. The three-foot-long blade bent in the air and drew a semicircle around his body, and the tip of the sword accurately pointed at Ye Jingtangโs heart.
The swordsman in black was from Ze Province, and his sword technique came from the Water Cloud Sword Pool. His proficiency with this reverse stab technique was not much different from Zhou Huailiโs. The only flaw was that his internal energy was too shallow.
Swoosh!
The figure flashed past from behind, but the sword didnโt pierce anything.
The black-clothed swordsman wanted to make a second move, but he found that the world was beginning to spin rapidly. Halfway through, he could see a headless corpse holding a sword falling from midair. Ye Jingtang didnโt even look back as he charged toward Yao Wenzhong at the entrance of the gambling den.
Yao Wenzhong missed with his saber, took big strides back, and spun around. When he turned back, he found that Ye Jingtang had kicked Eighth Master Fan to death. Then he charged back and forth, instantly killing the three cannon fodder he had recruited.
Yao Wenzhong had just fought against Ye Jingtang yesterday. When he saw this unbelievable scene, a look of confusion flashed across his eyes even though a calamity was imminent. His first reaction was to wonder if this black-clothed constable was some Martial Chief in disguise.
โYouโฆโ Yao Wenzhong wanted to ask, but his opponent clearly wouldnโt give him a chance.
Ye Jingtangโs body was like wild lightning as he instantly dashed back to Yao Wenzhongโs side. He held his saber with both hands and stabbed forward, aiming for Yao Wenzhongโs throat.
Ding!
Yao Wenzhong was much stronger than the three cannon fodder. The saber momentum in his hand had been accumulated to the extreme. Even though Ye Jingtangโs speed was incredibly fast, he still accurately blocked the Hornless Dragon Saberโs stab.
If it were an ordinary opponent, this saber move would be enough to knock away the opponentโs weapon. If the opponent held it and didnโt let go, their weapon could even hit their lower body.
But Ye Jingtang took a big step forward. Not only did the speed of his saber increase sharply, but even his speed of retracting his saber was the same.
Yao Wenzhongโs heavy saber struck the Hornless Dragon Saber. But before he could apply much force, Ye Jingtang had already pulled the saber back at lightning speed and stabbed again.
Swoosh!
The Dragon Slaying Decree used a 54-kilogram heavy saber. Its advantage was that it relied on incomparable inertia to make the moves so powerful that ordinary people couldnโt withstand it.
But the disadvantage was that โinertiaโ was a double-edged sword. The opponent couldnโt catch it, and the saberman himself couldnโt use it as skillfully as with a light saber. Once the saber slashed, the saber had to be swung around to turn it back.
If they were evenly matched and the speed of the Dragon Slaying Decree could keep up, the other party wouldnโt dare to take the risk of making another strike.
But the gap between Yao Wenzhong and Ye Jingtang was not far to begin with. At this moment, Ye Jingtang was no longer the same as before. His foundation was clearly deeper than Yao Wenzhongโs, and he was even using the Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade, which epitomized โonly speed canโt be brokenโ. In front of absolute strength, any move was nonsense.
Yao Wenzhong knew that something was wrong when his saber missed, so he immediately gave up on continuing his saber momentum and forcibly pulled his saber back to stop to block in front of him.
But Ye Jingtang was holding the saber with both hands and stabbing forward with all his might. The force was far greater than Yao Wenzhong had imagined. Clang!
When the Hornless Dragon Saber touched the blade of the Jun Mountain Saber, a vast qi instantly erupted.
The Jun Mountain Saber that Yao Wenzhong had found at the last minute wasnโt as sturdy as his own saber. Although it blocked the Hornless Dragon Saberโs stab, Ye Jingtangโs blade didnโt stop at all. In the blink of an eye, it pierced through the palm-thick blade.
Dazzling sparks and metal fragments pierced into Yao Wenzhongโs broad chest along with the snow-white saber.. A bloody blade immediately appeared in the black cloak behind himโฆ
