Ye Qiu’s expression changed.
The killing intent radiating from Miyamoto Musashi was over ten times more terrifying than during the chase.
If Miyamoto Musashi had felt like a fierce tiger before, now he was like a coiled dragon.
His aura was overwhelming.
Within a hundred meters, everything was shrouded in his killing intent.
Is this the true strength of the third-ranked God List expert?
Ye Qiu’s face grew serious.
Miyamoto Musashi lightly tapped the ground with his toes, soaring into the air and landing gracefully atop a tree, looking down at Ye Qiu and the others with arrogance. Come at me together!
His expression was cold.
His demeanor was haughty.
In Miyamoto Musashi’s eyes, Ye Qiu, Ye Wudi, and Shadow were like three ants he could easily crush.
Ye Qiu whispered, Third Uncle, we go together, but try not to clash directly with him. Stall for time until Third Aunt arrives, then we hit him with everything.
Got it, Ye Wudi nodded.
He knew that the three of them alone had little chance of killing a third-ranked God List expert. Their hopes rested on the Dragon Maiden.
Seeing the three hesitate, Miyamoto Musashi sneered, Weren’t you going to kill me?
I’m standing right here. Why aren’t you making a move?
Still trying to stall?
Don’t be naive. Unless Ye Wushuang comes back from the dead, you’re all doomed today.
As his words fell, Miyamoto Musashi moved.
Like a great roc, he swooped down from the treetop, carrying a tidal wave of killing intent, appearing instantly before Ye Wudi and throwing a punch.
Miyamoto Musashi wanted to kill Ye Wudi first.
Ye Wudi reacted quickly, drawing the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow from his back.
Clang!
The blade’s light was dazzling, striking Miyamoto Musashi’s fist.
A loud clash rang out as Ye Wudi was sent flying by the force of the punch.
Ye Qiu was stunned.
He knew Ye Wudi’s strength, yet he couldn’t even block a single punch from Miyamoto Musashi.
It wasn’t that Ye Wudi was weak—Miyamoto Musashi was just monstrously strong.
After knocking Ye Wudi back, Miyamoto Musashi turned into a blur, chasing to finish him off.
At that moment, Shadow acted.
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu’s vision blurred, and in the next second, Shadow intercepted Miyamoto Musashi.
So fast!
It was Ye Qiu’s first time seeing Shadow in action, and he realized Shadow was even faster than Miyamoto Musashi.
Not bad speed, but you can’t stop me, Miyamoto Musashi remarked, throwing a punch at Shadow’s face.
Shadow sidestepped the punch and swung a palm strike at Miyamoto Musashi’s ribs.
Miyamoto Musashi acted as if he didn’t see the attack, neither defending nor dodging, and aimed a fist at Shadow’s throat.
If Shadow didn’t pull back, Miyamoto Musashi might lose a few ribs, but Shadow’s throat would be crushed.
At the critical moment, Shadow flashed back over ten meters.
I thought you weren’t afraid to die, Miyamoto Musashi grinned at Shadow. With your skills, you’d rank ninth or tenth on the God List. But trying to kill me? Like an ant shaking a tree—overestimating yourself…
Suddenly, a shocking blade light descended from the sky.
Ye Wudi struck again.
A wild, unrestrained blade intent shattered Miyamoto Musashi’s killing aura, surging like a landslide or tsunami, utterly terrifying.
Ye Qiu was speechless.
He’d specifically told Ye Wudi to stall and avoid direct clashes, but Ye Wudi went straight for his trump card.
The blade light slashed down.
It arrived in an instant.
Miyamoto Musashi threw a punch upward.
Boom!
The blade light shattered, and Ye Wudi was sent crashing to the ground by the fierce fist wind, spitting blood.
At your age, cultivating blade intent is impressive. If our cultivations were equal, that strike might’ve injured me. But now, heh… Miyamoto Musashi’s smile was full of disdain.
Ye Wudi was instantly enraged. He climbed to his feet, wiping blood from his mouth, and snapped, Think being third on the God List makes you special? Try taking a few more of my blades!
Whoosh!
Like a cannonball, Ye Wudi shot into the air, unleashing over a dozen slashes in one breath.
The blade lights swept the sky, domineering and fierce.
Miyamoto Musashi kept one hand behind his back, using the other to punch at the blade lights.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of collisions was relentless.
After ten punches, Miyamoto Musashi lost patience.
Get lost!
With a roar, he threw a punch from a distance, sending Ye Wudi flying again.
The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow slipped from Ye Wudi’s hand, arcing through the air and landing in front of Ye Qiu.
Shadow darted out to catch the falling Ye Wudi, but Miyamoto Musashi charged forward.
Ye Qiu grabbed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and rushed out. Knowing he couldn’t stop Miyamoto Musashi, he quickly drew a Binding Talisman.
Freeze!
Miyamoto Musashi’s body stiffened briefly. Seizing the moment, Ye Qiu prepared to use the Grass Script Sword Art with the blade, but before he could even raise it, the Binding Talisman failed.
It lasted less than half a second.
Damn it, Ye Qiu cursed under his breath.
By then, Shadow had caught Ye Wudi and flashed dozens of meters away.
Ye Qiu glanced over—Ye Wudi was injured but not critically. He then attacked Miyamoto Musashi with the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
The Six Meridians Divine Sword had two advantages.
First, its invisible sword qi could blend into the air, making it hard to defend against.
Second, it allowed long-range attacks, effective up to twenty meters with Ye Qiu’s cultivation.
Ye Qiu figured Miyamoto Musashi’s skills were too strong, so the farther away, the safer.
Shoo!
Sword qi erupted.
Ye Qiu relentlessly unleashed the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
In an instant, sword qi wove through the air, forming an impenetrable net that enveloped Miyamoto Musashi.
It worked well.
Miyamoto Musashi was stalled for a while.
A few minutes later, he roared, Enough!
With a furious punch, he shattered all the sword qi and lunged forward, appearing right in front of Ye Qiu, nearly face-to-face.
Ye Qiu was startled.
Had this bastard been hiding his true strength?
The thought barely crossed his mind before Miyamoto Musashi’s punch sent him flying.
