Chapter 35: The Great Iron-Blooded Killer

  A master's skill is evident from the very start.

  Qingshui Baoyu made this move, and Wang Tiejun was really startled.

  This sword, extremely agile and unpredictable, made it impossible for anyone to grasp its trajectory. It seemed as if there were no warning signs at all; the sword tip quivered and appeared to be stabbing simultaneously towards several major acupoints on Wang Tieyi's body.

  Withdraw!

  Withdraw!

  Wang Tieyi retreated two steps in surprise.

  He couldn't find any weakness in Clearwater Lily's defense.

  Qingshui Yuyi's sword fell empty, her moves unchanged, but with a slight flicker of her feet, she immediately leaned forward, and the offensive in her hands continued to attack Wang Tieyi relentlessly. Each move contained many changes, each move made it impossible for people to parry directly, and for a time, Wang Tieyi could only defend himself.

  Wang Tieyi retreated again and again, retreating seven or eight steps away. At this time, Wang Tieyi was thoroughly convinced of the young woman's skills. The opponent's swordsmanship was unlike any he had seen before, with each stroke of Qing Shuihe's sword being extremely agile, as if it were a divine brushstroke, casual yet incredibly powerful.

  "Are you a practitioner too?" Yang Song asked, seeing that Yang Aiqian was staring intently at Wang Tieyi and Qing Shui Baizhen.

  "Uncle, why are you asking this?" Yang Aiqian asked, coming back to her senses.

  Nothing, I couldn't see what they were doing at all, their movements were just too fast. But it seems like you can see their movements clearly.

  So that's how it is, Uncle. What you said was right, I have practiced before, but my skills are not very good and I'm far behind them. Yang Aiqian didn't deny it either.

  Is that so? Yang Song was somewhat surprised, he knew how great the energy of a cultivator was, especially for those with higher cultivation levels.

  Yes, Uncle Yang, when I was young, I met a master from the outside world and he taught me the way of cultivation.

  "Oh..." Yang Song responded with a single word, then fell silent, and it was unclear what he was thinking about.

  Qing Shui's swordsmanship was already at a realm where she had grasped the essence of the sword, despite being only 28 years old. Although her techniques were still based on traditional forms, it seemed as though she had begun to transcend them, entering a state where the intent behind the sword surpassed the physical movements themselves. Each stroke of her sword carried the breath of nature, and each movement was in harmony with the will of heaven.

  Qingshui Yuli's swordsmanship was personally taught by the master of the Han Yue Sect. In her youth, she was a stunning beauty among her peers in the sect. If not for the drastic changes that occurred at home, perhaps she would have become the next heir to succeed the master of the Han Yue Sect. It is worth noting that back then, she had gained the favor of the master and was envied and resented by countless fellow disciples.

  At this time, she finally showed her strength as the first-rate young master of Han Yue Sect, with every sword move targeting Wang Tieyi's vital points, and carrying a hint of mysterious and unpredictable sword intent.

  Hmph!

  Qingshui Yuli's slender sword sliced through Wang Tieyi's ribs, the blade not touching his body, but the sword energy had already torn his clothes apart, a chilling aura causing Wang Tieyi to break out in cold sweat on his back.

  What a swift and nimble sword!

  What a strange and mysterious sword!

  What a powerful sword!

  This sword made Wang Tieyi suddenly fall into a disadvantage, starting to tire of coping with Qing Shui's relentless and continuous swordsmanship, without even having the chance to counterattack.

  Qingshui Baihe's swordsmanship was vastly different from the traditional swordsmanship of Huaxia, it was fast, cunning and accurate, yet also carried a natural aura. Wang Tieyi was not inferior in terms of martial arts, in fact his skills were even more refined than Qingshui Baihe's, but he was empty-handed and couldn't adapt to this swordsmanship for the time being, so naturally he fell at a disadvantage.

  Qingshui Baihe's cultivation is currently only at the sixth heaven of Qi Refining, one heaven lower than Wang Tieyi's seventh heaven of Qi Refining. This seemingly small difference of one heaven is actually a gap as vast as the distance between heaven and earth.

  Of course, although Qing Shui had gained the upper hand, it would still take some time to truly defeat Wang Tie Yi, a strong expert in the assassination world.

  Perhaps Qing Shuihe still had a trump card that he hadn't used, but at this time, Wang Tieyi didn't dare to hold back in the slightest. First, he used his own perfectly practiced Tai Chi fist technique to engage in an intense battle with Qing Shuihe. Under the powerful true energy of the Seventh Heaven of the Refining Qi stage, the might of the Tai Chi fist technique finally began to reveal itself without reserve. As they fought on, the Tai Chi fist technique surprisingly forced Qing Shuihe back to a distance of just one meter away. For a time, although Qing Shuihe's swordsmanship was sharp and fierce, he could only begin to circle around Wang Tieyi, his sword flashing in the air, each strike landing empty, yet another strike emerging, each strike connecting seamlessly with the next, like an endless, surging tide.

  This Tai Chi Fist indeed has its unique aspects, but unfortunately it's all form and no intent. As for the intent, let's not mention it anymore. Yang Ai's current ability level is already at the first-grade apprentice level.

  All practitioners on the entire planet are collectively referred to as Ability Users, and the level of strength of Ability Users is called Ability Rank.

  Apprentice level, first-class strength.

  However, with Yang Ai's strong yuan Shen, he had already discovered something, that is, there were actually several people in the Dongjiang Hotel who were above the eighth heaven of the Lianqi period. As for whether there were any existences far beyond the apprentice level, his current strength was still unable to detect.

  Seeing the 36th style of Tai Chi Fist being used up, but still unable to make Qing Shui's slender sword leave his hand, Wang Tieyi suddenly felt a bit dizzy.

  In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over a hundred blows.

  After a hundred moves, the situation on the battlefield underwent some subtle changes. Wang Tieyi was still at a disadvantage everywhere, but he, who seemed to be in a precarious state, had actually managed to fight evenly with Qing Shui Baihe. He no longer intended to use his Tai Chi fist method; instead, he would use his ultimate combat fist method to counter Qing Shui Baihe's sinister swordsmanship. For a time, the fists and swords clashed fiercely.

  Both of them were clear that no matter who it was, if either of them made even the slightest mistake, one of them would end up dead at the hands of the other.

  Both of them are masters in actual combat, and they are also top-notch among the masters.

  They realized that if they continued to fight like this, when would they be able to distinguish between victory and defeat.

  Everyone take action, kill the target! Just at this time, the Iron Blood Killer Team finally launched their attack.

  The dozen or so people from the Iron Blood Killer Team were all masters above the second heaven of the Refining Qi stage. These people were absolutely a group of terrifying killing machines. As soon as they joined the battle, over a dozen people charged at one person together, and that person was Ye Qinghe. However, with such a grand banquet and so many wealthy merchants attending, it was natural that there would be some bodyguards present.

  At the same time that the Iron Blooded Killer's gang launched their attack, these bodyguards also launched themselves, charging towards the Iron Blooded Killer's gang. Unfortunately, a master of the Refining Stage was not something that these bodyguards, who hadn't even entered the Innate Stage, could withstand, and they were quickly slaughtered by the Iron Blooded Killer's gang in just a few rounds.

  The bodyguards were knocked down, and the Iron Blooded Killer's men rushed towards Ye Qinghe.

  "Don't hurt my brother!" Ye Qingcheng suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qinghe, trying to block the Iron Blood Assassin's attack.

  Breaking through waves with thousands of troops!

  Purple Lightning!

  Blue Dragon Rips Through the Sky!

  Dragon Wave Obliteration!

  Six Strikes of the Underworld!

  The fierce fire is burning the river!

  Extreme Ice Condensation Kill!

  Earth Dragon!

  Water overflowing from Jinshan!

  Caltrop Blood Vine!

  Dark Peak Devouring Soul!

  Gathered Sword Array!

  Sharpness of Heaven's Blade!

  ……

  The thirteen masters of the Iron Blood Killer Team joined forces, and their powerful aura burst into the air, striking Ye Qingcheng.

  Uncle, wait here for a while, I'll go save someone. Now is the perfect opportunity to build a relationship with the Ye family, if he can save Ye Qingcheng's brother, then in the future, the Ye family will definitely help him in business, after thinking of this result, Yang Aifeng finally took action.

  [The city is in an uproar!] Ye Qinghe cried out loudly.

  BOOM!

  Thirteen powerful attacks collided with each other, producing a massive explosion.

  However, after the explosion dissipated, people did not see blood and flesh flying everywhere, but instead saw a young boy standing in front of Ye Qingcheng, making the gesture of "Black Tiger Plucking Heart".

  "Is the attack okay? However, there's give and take. You attacked, now it's my turn." Yang Ai spoke as he activated his Hunyuan Divine Technique, unleashing thirteen strikes of "Dominating the World" directly at the Thirteen Iron Blood Assassins.

  BOOM!

  Thirteen fists came crashing down, and the thirteen members of the Iron Blood Killer Team were instantly knocked flying by the mighty force of the Emperor's Fist, collapsing to the ground, losing all strength to fight back.

  No good, withdraw!

  After seeing his subordinates being subdued, Wang Tieyi knew that things could not be done, so he rushed out of the door.

  Yang Aiqian let out a loud shout and chased after Wang Tieyi in the direction he had fled, but there was no door to run through.