Yao Meng’s gaze suddenly sharpened, like a peerless divine sword unsheathed, locking deadly onto Ye Qiu.
Killing intent surged from her body, accompanied by astonishing battle will, erupting like a tsunami and crushing towards Ye Qiu.
Yet Ye Qiu stood motionless, his expression calm, completely ignoring the murderous aura Yao Meng released.
“I have no good feelings towards people from the major sacred lands. If you don’t want to die, get lost right now. Otherwise, be careful I make you stay here forever,” Ye Qiu said coldly.
Yao Meng sneered with disdain. “Big talk.”
“You shield the demon race, you have already betrayed humanity. Someone like you should not be allowed to live in this world.”
“So, just die!”
As her words fell, Yao Meng’s figure soared into the sky, her green long skirt fluttering in the wind like a phoenix dancing through the nine heavens.
Her waist was as slender as a willow branch, yet certain parts were astonishingly full and ample. The male disciples of Green Cloud Sword Sect stared at Yao Meng, swallowing hard one after another.
That figure was simply too alluring!
“Kill!”
Yao Meng shouted, both sleeves flicking at once. In an instant, four flying daggers shot towards Ye Qiu, swift as thunderbolts.
However, Ye Qiu still stood in place without moving.
“You’re not even going to fight back?” Yao Meng was slightly surprised, then laughed coldly. “Fighting back would be useless anyway. A traitor to humanity like you deserves death.”
The next second, the smile on her face froze.
“What?” Yao Meng cried out in shock. She watched one flying dagger strike Ye Qiu’s shoulder, only for sparks to fly. Not only did it fail to injure him in the slightest, the dagger itself was sent flying.
Then two more daggers hit Ye Qiu’s body and were similarly repelled.
The final dagger stabbed straight at Ye Qiu’s heart. With a loud “clang”, without Ye Qiu making any movement, that dagger instantly shattered into powder.
“How is this possible?”
Yao Meng’s beautiful face paled dramatically. She had absolute confidence in her own strength. Before Ye Qiu, she had never met anyone who dared to stand there without any defence and let her flying daggers strike them directly.
Although these daggers were not holy artefacts, they had been forged by peak Tongshen experts. Their sharpness was far beyond that of ordinary divine weapons.
“What method did he use?”
“Why does it look as if he didn’t even lift a finger?”
“Could his cultivation far surpass mine?”
“Impossible! Anyone above the Cave Heaven pinnacle cannot enter the Undying Mountain. At most he is at the same realm as me. My daggers clearly hit him, so why can’t they harm him?”
“This fellow is strange.”
Yao Meng’s expression flickered endlessly.
At that moment, Ye Qiu’s voice rang out. “You are not my match. Get lost.”
“Get lost? What arrogance.” Yao Meng’s face turned as cold as ten-thousand-year ice, utterly indifferent.
She was the saintess of Chaos Sacred Land, a genius who had cultivated nine great cave heavens. Among the younger generation, no one had ever dared to tell her to get lost in front of so many people.
“Since you protect the demon race, I cannot let you live.” After saying that, Yao Meng’s aura exploded once more. She spun in mid-air, and a flying dagger slashed towards Ye Qiu’s head like lightning.
“Changsheng, be careful!”
By the time Yun Xi shouted her warning, the dagger had already reached Ye Qiu’s forehead.
“Clang!”
Sparks flew everywhere.
Immediately afterwards, the dagger seemed to have struck an incomparably hard iron wall. Several notches appeared on its blade, and the body of the dagger bent.
“What?”
Yao Meng’s pupils contracted sharply.
At that instant, Ye Qiu raised his right hand and lightly pinched the dagger between two fingers, smiling as he spoke. “You have attacked me several times now. It wouldn’t be polite if I didn’t return the favour.”
Whoosh!
With a flick of his wrist, Ye Qiu sent the dagger flying back along the exact path it had come.
Swish!
The dagger shot back, aimed directly at Yao Meng’s arm. Yao Meng sensed terrifying killing intent from the blade and hurriedly dodged to the side.
Unexpectedly, the dagger behaved as though it had eyes, changing direction mid-flight and slashing towards the top of Yao Meng’s head.
Its speed reached the extreme.
In her panic, Yao Meng twisted away desperately. The dagger brushed past her ear, carrying a thick aura of slaughter.
A chill ran through Yao Meng’s entire body. Although she had dodged at the critical moment, several strands of hair were sliced off as the dagger passed her ear, leaving her heart pounding with fear.
That strike from Ye Qiu, whether in speed or power, had been terrifyingly strong.
“Not a bad reaction,” Ye Qiu said with a smile.
“Hmph.” Yao Meng gave a cold snort. Her body spun rapidly, and flying daggers continued to shoot from her sleeves.
One dagger after another, carrying astonishing murderous intent, fell like a dense rainstorm, completely enveloping Ye Qiu.
Swish, swish, swish…
In the blink of an eye, the daggers reached Ye Qiu, targeting every vital point on his body.
Ye Qiu remained standing in place. With a thought, the War God Armour flew out from his Qiankun pouch and settled onto his body.
Clang, clang, clang…
The sound of metal striking metal rang out. Every one of Yao Meng’s daggers was blocked by the War God Armour, unable to harm Ye Qiu at all.
“Hm?”
Yao Meng’s brow arched. She recognised the War God Armour on Ye Qiu’s body and asked in shock, “You are from the Great Qian War God family?”
Ye Qiu shook his head. “No.”
“Then why is Cao Mao’s War God Armour on you?” Yao Meng knew that the War God Armour was a sacred artefact of the Great Qian War God family. She could not understand how an artefact that had belonged to Cao Mao was now on Ye Qiu.
“Idiot. Can’t you figure out something so simple? Of course I took it from Cao Mao,” Ye Qiu replied.
Took it?
Yao Meng was stunned. She knew Cao Mao’s strength very well and understood what this armour meant to him. How could Ye Qiu have taken it? Unless…
Yao Meng urgently asked, “Where is Cao Mao?”
Ye Qiu sneered. “You really are stupid. If he weren’t dead, how could this armour be on me?”
Cao Mao was dead?
Huge waves surged in Yao Meng’s heart. She thought to herself, “I never imagined this guy actually killed Cao Mao.”
“But wasn’t Cao Mao together with Wei Wuji and Tuo Ba Xiong? Why didn’t Wei Wuji and Tuo Ba Xiong save him?”
“What on earth happened?”
While Yao Meng’s emotions churned, Ye Qiu’s icy voice sounded again.
“I do want to experience the skill of the saintess of Chaos Sacred Land. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”
As his words ended, Ye Qiu raised his right hand.
In that instant, a heaven-shaking, earth-dominating aura gathered on his fist, causing hearts to tremble.
“Heaven and Earth Tyrant Fist?” Yao Meng recognised the fist technique and asked, “Are you from the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land?”
Ye Qiu smiled coldly. “I am not from the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land. I learned this fist art from Tuo Ba Xiong. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I killed Tuo Ba Xiong as well.”
What?
Tuo Ba Xiong was dead too?
Shock flooded Yao Meng’s heart. She immediately turned and fled into the distance at top speed.
