463: Chapter 463 Take your filthy hands off

In the center of the martial arts arena, two figures were engaged in a fierce clash.

One of them, dressed in red with a nimble and agile physique, was dancing her longsword to create blooming sword flowers—it was Ye Ruyi!

Two years had passed, and she had grown even taller and more beautiful, her brows exuding an air of heroism greater than before. Her cultivation had remarkably reached the Early Stage of the fourth level of the Ningyuan Realm!

Such a speed of Cultivation was absolutely worthy of being called a Genius in Luo City.

The person fighting against her was a middle-aged man around forty years old, with a gaunt frame and a somewhat lecherous appearance.

He held a slender curved blade, using vicious blade techniques, and his cultivation was at the Peak of the fourth level of the Ningyuan Realm.

At this moment, a lecherous smile hung on his face—it was Peng Wang, a Guest Elder of the Peng Family.

Ye Tian could see that although Ye Ruyi's sword techniques were exquisite, her cultivation was slightly inferior. Under the pressure of her opponent's seasoned experience and True Qi, she was already struggling to defend herself, finding herself in constant danger, and her defeat was only a matter of time.

On the sidelines, Great Elder Ye Zhengyuan, Elder Ye Wenshan, and three other Elders of the Ye Family stood together, supporting each other. Everyone was injured, their clothes stained with blood, and their auras were withered.

Great Elder Ye Zhengyuan had two deep wounds on his chest that were oozing blood. His face was pale, his eyes bloodshot, and he stared fixedly at the arena, a beast-like low growl emitting from his throat:

"Peng Wang! You beast! If you have the guts, come at me! If you dare to harm even a single hair on my Ruer, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

Elder Ye Wenshan also had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his old eyes filled with tears, brimming with grief, indignation, and helplessness.

The Family Head, Ye Qingtian, was not present, and it was unknown what his situation was.

The four or five subordinates brought by Peng Wang stood around, arms crossed, their faces filled with cruel smiles, completely looking like they were watching a show.

"Tsk tsk, Great Elder Ye, don't get so excited."

Peng Wang easily parried Ye Ruyi's sword while lecherously smiling: "Once I capture this little beauty and take her back to enjoy properly, who knows, maybe we can become in-laws in the future? Hahaha!"

"You are courting death!"

Ye Ruyi was so angry that her pretty face flushed red. Her sword momentum became more urgent, but because she was agitated, she revealed a flaw.

The lecherous light in Peng Wang's eyes surged. Spotting this flaw, his curved blade thrust straight toward Ye Ruyi's lower abdomen!

This strike was incredibly vicious; if it connected, even if she didn't die, she would certainly suffer heavy injuries!

"Ruer!!"

Great Elder Ye Zhengyuan's eyes were wide with rage, and he struggled to rush forward, but it aggravated his injuries, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Sister Ruyi!"

Several injured young disciples of the Ye Family on the sidelines also cried out in alarm.

Ye Ruyi also felt the fatal crisis. She wanted to turn her sword to block, but it was already too late. A trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Hum!"

Just when everyone thought Ye Ruyi was doomed, a tremendous pressure suddenly descended!

Everyone in the martial arts arena, including Peng Wang, felt their bodies sink abruptly.

Peng Wang's curved blade, when it was less than two inches from its target, suddenly halted and could not advance even a fraction!

No matter how Peng Wang urged his True Qi, his face flushed red, the blade remained completely motionless!

"Wh... Who is it?!"

Peng Wang's expression changed in horror, and he looked terrifiedly toward the front of the blade tip.

He saw a green-clad figure already standing before Ye Ruyi, shielding her behind him.

The newcomer didn't even look at Peng Wang; he simply extended two fingers and clamped onto the blade tip, his voice cold enough to make one tremble: "Take your filthy hands... off!"

The newcomer's voice was so cold that Peng Wang shivered, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

Furthermore, he discovered that the curved blade in his hand had actually been clamped by two fingers?

One had to know, he was at the fourth level of the Ningyuan Realm, and this strike had used his full strength!

In all of Luo City, there were very few people who could catch his blade, let alone clamp it with two fingers!

He tried desperately to pull the blade back, using all his might, his face turning red, but the blade would not move a bit.

"Who... who are you?!" Peng Wang's voice was out of tune, filled with shock and fear.

Ye Tian didn't pay him any attention at all.

He glanced at Ye Ruyi, whom he was shielding behind him, and confirmed she was uninjured; only then did his heart settle a little.

Only then did he turn his eyes to look at the lecherous-faced Peng Wang before him, his eyes filled with anger.

"Ye... Brother Ye?"

Ye Ruyi finally regained her senses. Looking at this suddenly appearing back, her voice trembled.

She blinked hard, fearing this was an illusion appearing because she was about to die.

But this back was so real, blocking in front of her.

"Ruyi, don't be afraid, it's okay now."

Ye Tian didn't turn back, his voice softening, completely different from the coldness just moments ago.

"Damn it! Let go!"

Peng Wang was fearful and ashamed, feeling he had lost all face.

He steeled his heart, simply giving up on the blade, released his hand, clenched his other fist, and smashed it fiercely toward Ye Tian's face!

"Courting death."

Ye Tian spat out two words, and the fingers clamping the blade tip twisted gently.

"Crack! Bang!"

The curved blade, crafted from refined steel, instantly exploded, shattering into many pieces!

These fragments were wrapped in gray-purple electric light and flew back toward Peng Wang at an even faster speed!

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!"

The fist Peng Wang had thrown was directly pierced by the fragments, followed by his arm, chest, face...

Before he could even finish screaming, his entire body was riddled with bloody holes.

Immediately after, the gray-purple electric light attached to those fragments flared brightly...

"Boom!"

Peng Wang exploded directly into a mist of blood, emitting a burnt smell.

The martial arts arena suddenly became terrifyingly quiet.

Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at the center of the arena.

Great Elder Ye Zhengyuan forgot the pain in his chest, Elder Ye Wenshan's mouth hung wide open, and the eyes of the several injured young disciples were almost popping out.

The previously arrogant Peng Family Guest Elder, that Peng Wang at the Peak of the fourth level of the Ningyuan Realm, just like that... was gone?

How was this any different from swatting a fly to death?

Ye Ruyi looked at Ye Tian's calm profile, and tears immediately gushed out.

The longing and worry buried in her heart for two years, along with the humiliation suffered over the past half-year, breached the last line of defense in her heart.

"Brother Ye!"

She didn't care about anything else anymore; she rushed up from behind, hugged Ye Tian's waist, and burst into loud sobs.

It was as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances.

Ye Tian's body stiffened, feeling his back quickly getting soaked.

The murderous intent that had been boiling just moments ago was instantly extinguished by these tears, and his heart felt both sour and guilty.

He raised his hand and patted the back of Ye Ruyi's hand, which was tightly wrapped around his waist, his voice softening even more: "Alright, alright, Ruyi, stop crying. Brother Ye is back. It's okay now, no one can bully you again."

This scene caused the eyes of Shui Qingdie, who was standing at the entrance of the martial arts arena, to flicker.

She didn't walk over, just stood there quietly watching.

It was just that her heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, a bit sour, a bit stifled.

But she could clearly see that Ye Ruyi had been terrified, and upon seeing a loved one, her emotions had broken down.

She could understand.

"Kill... kill him!"

"Avenge Guest Elder Peng!"

"Attack together! He's just one person, what is he acting for!"

The remaining four Peng Family subordinates only then seemed to wake up from a nightmare.

Not knowing who shouted, the four men revealed expressions of fear and ferocity, raised their blades and swords, and howled as they charged toward Ye Tian!

They feared Ye Tian, but they were even more afraid that if they returned empty-handed, Peng Wanli would skin them alive!

Better to risk it all!

Seeing this, Ye Tian did not turn back; he merely waved his left hand casually toward his side.

"Hum!"

The Thunder Gang Domain rapidly expanded with Ye Tian as the center, covering Ye Ruyi and the four charging Peng Family subordinates within it.

"Ah! My eyes!"

"Help!"

"Ugh, ah!"

Four shrill screams rang out almost simultaneously.

One could see them suddenly convulsing violently, their hair standing on end, their skin instantly charred black, and smoke emitting from their mouths.

Within a short while, they fell to the ground one by one, their limbs twitching a couple of times before they stopped moving completely, with electric sparks still crackling on their bodies.

From the moment they charged to the moment they fell, it was only the blink of an eye.