e-booksonline 4. I've only ever heard that villains die from talking too much!
4. I've only ever heard that villains die from talking too much!
"Blood!"
Someone's dead!
"Mr. Wei, run!"
A sharp-eyed guard peeked through the crack and saw something amiss inside the sedan chair behind Yang Zhao.
He hurriedly shouted a reminder.
He reacted extremely quickly.
Yang Zhao's blade was even faster.
The blade flashed like lightning!
brush!
Chang Wei and his head were thrown into the air at the same time, rolling to the ground.
A single sword drawn, drinking blood.
Yang Zhao's blood rushed to his head.
The sword strikes became increasingly swift and fierce.
Swish, swish, swish!
In the morning sun, the single blade transformed into a flash of lightning.
In the blink of an eye, the ten guards protecting the plum garden were beheaded.
"If you don't want to die, shut up and squat to the side!"
Yang Zhao pointed to the eight sedan chair bearers and said in a deep voice.
Those who frequently commit murder know that there is only the first time or the countless times one commits murder.
Yang Zhao didn't have much kindness or compassion.
Simply put, he was unwilling to deceive himself.
If he had a choice, he would only kill those who deserved to die!
The eight honest men in front of us don't deserve to die, unless... they want to die themselves.
"Instructor Chang, what's going on outside?"
In the plum garden, the sea of clouds could be heard and smelled of blood.
When he waved to the Fang father and son, his single-edged sword was already drawn.
"Master, young master, please step behind me."
"To be honest, besides being a veteran Qi and Blood Realm martial artist, I also mastered the Qingfeng Blade Technique to its peak half a year ago, making me virtually invincible in Qinghe County."
"As long as Yunhai is here with his sword, even if floods and ferocious beasts attack the Fang family, they will not be able to harm a single hair on your heads!"
Faced with the sudden change, Yunhai's expression remained unchanged.
With each blink of his eyes, a divine light would flash, revealing the imposing and profound demeanor of a grandmaster.
"Father, with Chief Instructor Yun here, we are safe."
"Of course! Otherwise, why would Father have gone to such lengths to persuade Chief Instructor Yun to come out of seclusion?"
The wealthy family of Qinghe County.
Their rags-to-riches stories are all written with the ink of innocent lives and the pen of despicable acts.
The Fang family, who colluded with Mei Yao, were even more despicable.
Without a loyal and highly skilled fighter to keep watch, I would have no peace of mind.
Back then, Fang Tianci spared no expense in sharing his secrets of rejuvenation in order to invite this great deity before him.
The sea of clouds is the anchor of the Fang family!
"Qing'er, are you alright?"
Their personal safety is guaranteed.
Fang Tianci was most concerned about the safety of the fourth woman, Fang Qing.
Without her personally apologizing to the plum demon and satisfying its perverse desires, things would have been difficult to resolve.
The voice just fell.
Puff, puff!
Two dark figures broke through the air.
It fell and rolled to the feet of the Fang father and son.
Head!
Two bloody human heads!
"Qing'er!"
"The other one is... is..."
"Dad, the other one is my mom!"
"Which beast was it that killed my wife and daughter?"
boom!
The response from the Fang family father and son was that the garden gate was kicked open.
In the morning sunlight, a tall, thin young man carrying a single-edged sword walked in.
Fresh blood was dripping from the tip of the knife.
"Yang Zhao!"
"Yang Zhao, how come you're still alive?"
The Fang father and son were terrified.
"It seems that Huang Shan and his nine companions have been killed by you."
"Yang Zhao, you've been hiding your abilities well! To be able to kill Huang Shan... Hmm, you must be a veteran Qi and Blood Realm martial artist. Did you achieve minor mastery of the Qingfeng Blade Technique half a year or a year ago?"
"Everyone at Qingfeng Martial Arts School underestimated your talent. It's a pity that you are facing me today... Yunhai! Not to mention that my skill far surpasses yours, my swordsmanship was already at its peak half a year ago."
"Besides, you should have heard the saying: 'Teach an apprentice, but have no master!'"
"My junior brother and I always hold back a secret when teaching our students. You shouldn't feel unjustly killed by the three secret moves of the Qingfeng Saber Technique today!"
Yunhai spoke of it casually.
I was deeply shocked.
If Yang Zhao had already cultivated his Qi and blood.
How could he have been forced to leave the martial arts school a few days ago because he couldn't afford the tuition?
He left the martial arts school and started practicing on his own.
How many days does it take to cultivate Qi and blood?
And his swordsmanship has reached a minor level of proficiency?
He even killed a veteran Qi and Blood Realm martial artist?
Yang Zhao's extraordinary talent completely overturned Yunhai's understanding.
However, prodigies should be nipped in the bud.
Yang Zhao, do you know that the difference in strength between a minor mastery and a major mastery of swordsmanship is like heaven and earth?
Besides... what I'm doing with you is... a sneak attack!
In the midst of the conversation...
The sea of clouds suddenly launched an attack!
A gentle breeze rustles the willows!
The wind carries me into the night!
Murder without a sound!
The Qingfeng Blade Technique does not pass down its secret moves; it can be used in an instant.
Yang Zhao is doomed.
A sinister smile crept across Yunhai's lips, barely concealed.
"I've only ever heard the saying: villains die from talking too much!"
Yang Zhao speaks extremely fast.
The knife... is even faster!
A gentle breeze rustles the willows!
The wind carries me into the night!
Murder without a sound!
"How could this happen?"
"Yang Zhao's swordsmanship has already... reached its peak?"
Yunhai witnessed the most unbelievable and terrifying scene of his life.
In just a few days, Yang Zhao's swordsmanship went from beginner to master.
Even a genius martial artist needs at least three years to progress from beginner to intermediate level.
Great achievement is the ultimate goal; even geniuses who have spent a lot of time and have the right opportunity will find it difficult to achieve.
Yang Zhao's extraordinary talent was not beyond Yunhai's comprehension.
Yunhai has no right to know.
Yang Zhao's prowess is so extraordinary it's practically foul-level!
He was self-taught, and the Qingfeng Blade Technique did not pass on its secret moves.
Its power is still comparable to that of the Yunhai brothers, and is several times greater than their strongest attack.
They came later but arrived first.
Every strike landed on a flaw in Yunhai's swordsmanship.
Let's not talk about launching a preemptive attack.
It's unstoppable.
It's impossible to stop!
click!
Blood splattered everywhere.
Yunhai's right arm, which was holding a knife, was severed from his body.
"Yang Zhao, I am your senior martial uncle! Killing me is an act of utter defiance and betrayal of your master!"
"You can't kill me!"
"Please..."
No matter how hard Yunhai tried, he couldn't stop the blood gushing out from the severed arm.
He had long since lost his fighting spirit.
They kept retreating and begging for mercy.
"Master Uncle?"
"I couldn't afford the tuition, so wasn't I expelled from Qingfeng Martial Arts School?"
"Besides..."
"Yunhai, you willingly serve as a servant to demons, having long since lost your human form. What do human sentiments have to do with you now!"
dead!
Yang Zhao raised his knife and brought it down.
"What a sharp knife!"
The words that came out of his mouth were Yunhai's last words.
died?
The pillar of the Fang family, Yun Hai, a top martial artist in Qinghe County who was virtually unmatched, died just like that.
Two knives!
Yang Zhao crippled him with his first strike...
Do not!
It was a single cut!
Yang Zhao could kill him with a single strike!
Cutting off only an arm was merely a way to vent the anger of being expelled from Qingfeng Martial Arts School.
do not care……
Survival is the most important thing!
"Mr. Yang, please spare us! We know we were wrong!"
"Our mistake was believing Yunhai's slander and setting a trap to repay your kindness with enmity! You should know better; if it weren't for Yunhai's idea, how would we have known you came from a family of demon slayers!"
"Now that Yunhai has been brought to justice, the Fang family is willing to offer you half of their fortune as compensation, just to save your life!"
Father and son are of one mind.
The Fang father and son knelt down and kowtowed at the same time.
The words that came out of his mouth were exactly the same.
"You don't know you're wrong."
"But they knew they were going to die, and they were afraid!"
dead!
Yang Zhao plunged his single-edged sword deep into Fang Shan's heart, pinning him to the ground.
Fang Shan was not yet dead; his body was still convulsing and spasming.
Yang Zhao didn't bother with it.
We might as well give up the single-edged sword altogether.
Without him.
Fang Shan will not live more than ten breaths.
Yunhai's single-edged sword is of much better quality than Huang Shan's.
It is worth fifty taels.
Yang Zhao has five lives!
"Yang Zhao, you can't kill me!"
"I work for Lord Tangzun Shi!"
Fang Tianci's mastermind is County Magistrate Shi Zhongyu.
To survive, he had no choice but to reveal his hand.
Yang Zhao, a commoner, would not be foolish enough to oppose the magistrate of a county and an official appointed by the imperial court.
dead!
Yang Zhao's response consisted of only one word.
A flash of light, and Fang Tianci's head fell to the ground.
"You...you really dare!"
The dead head, aging at a visible rate, stares wide-eyed.
"Reasonable."
"Without a powerful force backing him, how could Fang Tianci dare to support a demon? I never expected it to be County Magistrate Shi Zhongyu."
"Rotting flesh breeds maggots, withered fish breed weeds—the previous incarnation was right. The Great Xuan Dynasty is already in its twilight years, beyond redemption! I must quickly imbue myself with great power to prepare for the overwhelming tide that may come at any moment!"
As Yang Zhao thought this, he slowly raised his head.
As he slew Yunhai, the old plum tree suddenly trembled violently.
As it trembled, three cracks appeared on the tree trunk, resembling human eyes and mouths.