334: Chapter 334 Let's go together, it'll save us trouble.

"I will count to three. Hand over your Spirit Pendants, or else..."

"One!"

The four Qingyue Sect Disciples looked grim. They huddled back-to-back, gripping their weapons, but despair was already evident in their eyes.

They had already exhausted themselves, and some were injured. How could they possibly defeat five Tianhu Gate Disciples who were in prime condition? Not to mention that Zhao Shukuang was at the True Martial Eighth Stage!

"Two!" Zhao Shukuang's eyes turned cold as he waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to surround them.

Ye Tian, who was hiding behind a boulder, frowned slightly.

Bullying the weak and stealing Spirit Pendants was not prohibited under the rules of this Secret Realm, but such crude behavior from the Tianhu Gate was extremely shameful.

However, none of that mattered. The only thing that mattered was the Mammoth Steel-Back Pig.

This was a Peak Third-Order Yao Beast, after all. He imagined the points would not be low. If he could kill it, it would save him a lot of trouble.

As for those people from the Tianhu Gate, he did not take them seriously.

Just as Zhao Shukuang was about to utter the word "three"...

"Click."

The sound of a pebble hitting the ground rang out.

Everyone was stunned and looked toward the sound.

They saw that the Mammoth Steel-Back Pig, which had been rampaging in madness from extreme pain, had somehow collapsed to the ground. A smooth cut on its neck was gushing blood.

And beside the corpse of the Mammoth Steel-Back Pig, a figure in green robes had appeared.

It was none other than Ye Tian.

He bent down and used the tip of his sword to flick the Mammoth Steel-Back Pig's carcass, sending a blood-stained beast core flying, which he casually collected.

The points on his Spirit Pendant jumped, increasing by 30 (the points for a Peak Third-Order Yao Beast).

After doing all this, he lifted his eyes, his gaze sweeping calmly over Zhao Shukuang and the others, then passing over the bewildered Qingyue Sect Disciples, and finally landing back on Zhao Shukuang's face.

"This pig was blocking the road," Ye Tian said. "Now, the road is clear."

Zhao Shukuang's expression turned instantly sullen.

He stared at Ye Tian, especially at the purple-black longsword in Ye Tian's hand and the faintly fluctuating point total on his Spirit Pendant.

"You are... Ye Tian of the Liuli Xuan Sect!"

Zhao Shukuang recognized Ye Tian. Yesterday at the Viewing Cloud Terrace, and today at the Huangji Square, this kid had "stolen the limelight," especially since he had just made Nangong Yu suffer a great loss.

He had already found this person an eyesore, but he hadn't expected to run into him here, and to have his good deed ruined!

"It is I," Ye Tian nodded, acknowledging it, his expression remaining as calm as ever. "You may continue; I am just passing by."

After speaking, he actually turned around and prepared to walk toward the other side of the withered forest.

"Stop!" Zhao Shukuang barked, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. "You killed my prey and think you can just leave? Hand over the beast core and your Spirit Pendant!"

Ye Tian paused, turned slowly, and looked at Zhao Shukuang. "Your prey? Did it have your name written on its head?"

"You!" Zhao Shukuang was choked with anger, then sneered, "Good, very good! It seems you prefer to be forced rather than toasted! I originally only wanted to rob a few pieces of trash from the Qingyue Sect, but I didn't expect to run into a big fish! A Genius on the bronze thread rank? Today, I want to see how much real substance you, this Genius, actually have! Brothers, take him down first! We'll deal with the Qingyue Sect trash later!"

The five Tianhu Gate Disciples immediately scattered, vaguely surrounding Ye Tian. Each of them had their True Qi surging, radiating Killing Intent.

They could see that Ye Tian's cultivation was at the True Martial Tenth Stage Peak, but there were five of them, and Zhao Shukuang was at the True Martial Eighth Stage; it was not impossible to take him down!

Moreover, if they could obtain Ye Tian's Spirit Pendant, not only would the points be substantial, but their reputation would also resound throughout the Imperial Capital in an instant!

The four Qingyue Sect Disciples watched with trepidation, worried for Ye Tian but also afraid of being caught in the crossfire, unsure of what to do.

Ye Tian looked at the five men surrounding him and sighed softly, appearing somewhat helpless.

"It seems the road isn't quite clear yet."

He raised the sword in his hand and said lazily, "Let's go together; it's easier."

Zhao Shukuang's eyelid twitched, and a chill inexplicably rose in his heart.

The opponent was too calm, calm to an unreasonable degree.

But a kid at the True Martial Tenth Level, no matter how strong, could he really stand against the five of them?

"Arrogant! Form the Fierce Tiger Soul-Splitting Formation!" Zhao Shukuang shouted, lunging forward first. A pair of gleaming tiger-claw blades appeared in his hands as he attacked Ye Tian.

The other four Tianhu Gate Disciples launched their attacks simultaneously; two held blades to block the left and right, while two circled behind, their hidden weapons ready to strike.

The five men's footsteps intertwined, forming a pincer movement to kill, their Qi connected.

Facing the attacks from five sides, Ye Tian did not Move. He flipped his wrist, and the sword stabbed toward the point where Zhao Shukuang's dual claws intersected.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang out.

Zhao Shukuang felt a sharp vibration travel through his claws, his palms split open, and his body was forced to retreat several steps uncontrollably.

The "Mad Tiger Body Refining Technique" he cultivated had reached the fourth level; his claws could rend refined metal, yet he was pushed back by a casual sword strike from the opponent?

At this moment, the two blades from the left and right arrived! The blade wind was biting, sealing off any space to dodge.

Ye Tian tilted slightly, the sword following the momentum as he brought it back, the spine of the sword slapping the seven-inch mark of the blade on the left.

The Disciple holding the blade felt the blade sink, and it involuntarily deflected to the right, "clanging" into the longsword swinging from his companion on the right. Sparks flew, and both their arms went numb.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Tian pointed a finger at the wrist of the Disciple behind him who was about to fire a poison dart.

"Ah!" The Disciple screamed, the poison dart slipping from his hand, his wrist bone fractured.

The other Disciple who had circled behind saw his companion injured, roared, and swung his blade fiercely at Ye Tian's back.

Ye Tian had already sensed it. The sword had returned to his back at some point, the tip facing down, and he gave it a light flick.

"Ssh!"

Sword Qi came from below. The Disciple hurriedly changed his Move to block. Although he protected his vital points, a large, bloody gash was opened on his thigh, and he collapsed to the ground, screaming.

In just a few breaths, the five-man coordinated attack was broken. One had a broken wrist, one had a leg injury, Zhao Shukuang was repelled, and the remaining two had collided their blades, their formation in total chaos.

The four Qingyue Sect Disciples watched, dumbfounded, standing rooted to the spot in a daze.

Ye Tian's combat techniques had far exceeded their understanding of their peers.

Zhao Shukuang was both shocked and furious, a fierce glare exploding in his eyes. "I'll fight you to the death!"

He hardened his heart, bit his tongue hard, and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the tiger-claw blades. The blades were covered in a layer of blood-red light, and his aura instantly turned several times more violent.

The other two uninjured Disciples followed suit; their blades were stained with blood, and their auras surged.

The three's auras were faintly connected, temporarily suppressing their injuries. They lunged again, their speed and power increasing sharply, their Moves becoming more ruthless and desperate, a fighting style of trading injury for injury.

"Burning essence blood for a temporary boost?" Ye Tian's eyes turned slightly cold. This Tianhu Gate Cultivation Technique was truly sinister.

He was also truly angry. The sword lit up with silver-white lightning, his sword momentum becoming heavy, and he lunged forward swiftly, aiming directly at Zhao Shukuang, who was lunging from the center!

Zhao Shukuang roared wildly, crossing his claws, blood-red light erupting as he met the sword edge head-on!

"Boom!"

The blood-red light on Zhao Shukuang's tiger-claw blades instantly dimmed, and he spat out blood violently. His arm bones shattered, and he was sent flying backward, snapping a withered tree before collapsing to the ground, unable to get up again.

The other two Disciples who had burned their essence blood were also swept by the aftermath of the lightning explosion. They spat blood and stumbled back, their weapons slipping from their hands, their auras withered.

The remaining Disciple with the injured wrist was already so terrified that he was in a state of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and he turned to run.

Ye Tian gripped the air with his left hand, pulling the man back, then sealed his Qi Sea with a finger and threw him to the ground.

From the start of the fight to the end, it took no more than ten breaths.

The five notorious elite Disciples of the Tianhu Gate were now three severely injured and two incapacitated, having completely lost their ability to fight.

Ye Tian sheathed his sword, and the lightning faded.

He walked over to Zhao Shukuang, bent down to remove the Spirit Pendant from his waist, and then took the Spirit Pendants from the other four one by one.

As the Spirit Pendants came into his hand, the points on his own Spirit Pendant began to increase.

Zhao Shukuang stared fixedly at Ye Tian, the resentment in his eyes almost overflowing. "Ye Tian... you dare to rob my Tianhu Gate... my cousin Zhao Mao... will not let you go!"

"Zhao Mao?" Ye Tian did not stop his actions, transferring the points from the five Spirit Pendants into his own, and said calmly, "The one on the silver glow list? Let him come."