You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 388 - 200: Swordsmanship from the Heavens (Part 3)

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Chapter 388: Chapter 200: Swordsmanship from the Heavens (Part 3)

Instead, it was Bao Youyi and Bao Youhua, who held military power, that suggested seeking peace.

But before the four brothers could reach a unanimous decision, they received news that Ye Qingzhou had already stormed their doorstep.

"Commander, the guard battalion can’t hold them off any longer!"

"That monster is impervious to bullets and blades!"

The remaining soldiers of the United Forces cried out desperately, lamenting their paltry salary of three thousand a month, now forced to engage a Martial Arts Master in urban combat with nothing but light weapons?

What a joke!

Even beasts shouldn’t be used like this to the point of death!

So after just a brief skirmish, their morale shattered under Ye Qingzhou’s onslaught, and many chose to drop their guns and flee, cursing their parents for not giving them extra legs.

A few loyal followers, still mindful of the Bao family’s grace, ran to report the situation.

But this very loyalty led Ye Qingzhou to follow them and locate Bao Youxiang: "Ah, so you mongrels are hiding here."

The sudden voice in their heads startled the Bao brothers to the core.

"Absolute Sword!"

Bao Junfeng, Bao Youliang’s son, had been slain by Ye Qingzhou, and one could only imagine his fury at this moment: "Was it you who killed my son? I want your life in return!"

Bang bang—

He pulled out a gun and started shooting at Ye Qingzhou, only for Ye Qingzhou to deflect the bullets with two swift sword slashes, then dispatch a Sword Qi to sever his head.

"You dogs of the Source Blood Association, all must die."

Ye Qingzhou advanced steadily with his sword, the Black Shark Sword carving a deep groove in the ground, all while an aura of killing intent as terrifying as mountains of corpses and seas of blood loomed behind him.

In two days, the number of people fallen to Ye Qingzhou’s sword was no less than eight or ten thousand.

Heaven Killing Intent, stars shift positions.

Earth Killing Intent, dragons and serpents rise to the land.

Human Killing Intent, heavens and earth turn upside down!

At this moment, with continuous slaughter, the killing intent within Ye Qingzhou’s Sword Intent became increasingly palpable, even solidifying upon the combat puppet.

Ordinary people might faint just from a glance.

Terror!

Unfounded terror!

Bao Youxiang, who often killed without batting an eye, was extremely afraid of death and knelt down in tears: "I repent! Please don’t kill me! I’m willing to compensate the victims, I can pay, pay a lot!"

Bao Youyi and Bao Youhua, his brothers, also knelt: "We repent too, please spare us! We are willing to do good deeds and make amends for our crimes in the future!"

"Indeed, when a man is about to die, his words are kind."

Seeing this, Ye Qingzhou increasingly concurred with Confucius’s words, believing that once you beat the enemy half to death, they naturally start speaking kindly and learning civility and kindness.

Splurt—

In a flash of the sword, three heads rolled to the ground.

The greatest support behind Mengding’s four major families was thus slain by a single sword stroke from Ye Qingzhou.

Moreover, Bao Youxiang’s family, especially his daughters, soon perished amid the chaos. The defeated soldiers of the frontline, routed by Ye Qingzhou, killed indiscriminately and plundered in the city.

The Bao family, now stripped of protection yet still wealthy, faced an inevitable fate.

Thus, the Bao family was completely annihilated.

Ye Qingzhou looked on coldly, regarding the Bao family’s demise as deserved, and Bao Youxiang’s family also as rightly doomed.

Casually killing the rebels blocking his path, Ye Qingzhou advanced to the center of the United Army Headquarters, soon discovering the secret passage Ming Xuechang mentioned.

At the entrance stood a massive iron gate outfitted with an electronic lock.

Clang—

The Black Shark Sword easily cut through the iron door, revealing a passage leading underground. The gaping maw appeared like a giant beast preparing to devour, yet Ye Qingzhou showed no fear, striding firmly inside.

Underground, there existed a massive processing plant.

As for the "products" being processed, they were living people, entirely unclothed and wrapped in enormous vacuum-sealed bags, like cured meat, hanging row after row.

Transparent tubes were injecting a blood-like substance into their bodies, while other tubes extracted blood, which was then purified and refined in a gigantic glass vessel.

This was a blood slave factory!

Most who had become blood slaves were young men and women, or children around ten years old.

Those hostages who "disappeared" in Mengding City, many of them ended up here, and there were even more local citizens of Chenli Country, not just those deceived from Dongji Kingdom.

Ye Qingzhou spotted a cup of coffee on a nearby table.

Feeling the cup, it was still warm.

"It seems that those originally stationed here had only recently retreated, likely when I crushed Bao Junfeng’s tank battalion."

Scanning the area, Ye Qingzhou’s Divine Thought swept over the entire blood slave factory like a radar: "One thousand fifty-seven people, while their physiological functions remain, their minds and consciousness have already perished, beyond saving."

Ye Qingzhou sighed helplessly, then swung his sword, granting liberation to these blood slaves and utterly destroying this factory.

At that moment, his intuition warned him!

Ye Qingzhou suddenly looked up, for the danger came from above, a cruise missile traveling at a speed of 880 kilometers per hour!

An imminent threat, descending abruptly from the sky.

Once, Ye Qingzhou had perished on Earth to such a fearsome tactical weapon.

Now, he was forced to face the same threat once more.

"A Western Pole Kingdom Tomahawk cruise missile!?"

Instantly, Ye Qingzhou realized that the Western Pole Kingdom’s navy had targeted him, and they launched a missile with a warhead weight of 120 kilograms!

Boom—

An earth-shattering explosion resounded as the Tomahawk missile pierced the surface, collapsing the ground and burying the entire blood slave factory underneath, clearly an attempt to destroy evidence.