317: Killing you is like chopping cabbage

At this very moment.

Shen Bei hadn't expected that the Red-Clad Otherworlder's chilling and terrifying Death Qi would have no effect on him.

Shen Bei exploded into action instantly.

Like a tiger unleashed from its cage, he charged forward with a murderous and frenzied Aura, his long blade in hand.

In the first breath!

Merciless blade light reflected crisscrossing trajectories in the sunlight, and Shen Bei's figure seemed to truly transform into a phantom, instantly cutting through the air, flashing continuously towards the Red-Clad Otherworlder!

Shen Bei's killing intent was blazing at this moment, and he had no intention of letting any Other escape.

Under the burst of True Qi, he continuously unleashed the Seven Stars Steps as if using it for a charge!

In the second breath!

Boom! Boom!

The ground shook madly, and Shen Bei was a bolt of lightning!

One flash of his figure could span a distance of ten meters, like shrinking the ground into an inch.

The Red-Clad Otherworlder, two hundred meters away, paled drastically!

He immediately estimated in his heart that Shen Bei would reach him in less than five breaths!

In the third breath!

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

"Mere human, die for me!"

The Red-Clad Otherworlder's eyes were bloodshot, as he continued to shoot his bow and roar madly.

For him, Shen Bei's speed was too fast; if he tried to turn and run, he feared he would be caught up in just a few breaths.

But he was still unconvinced, believing that his damage to Shen Bei was not enough.

So, he continued to shoot!

After all… he was a Six-Rank Other, while his opponent was merely a Five-Rank Martial Artist!

He still had the advantage!

However, under Shen Bei's absolute extreme speed, transforming into smoke and light, he couldn't be caught at all.

The Red-Clad Otherworlder couldn't even aim, let alone shoot to block Shen Bei's path!

Too fast, too fast.

In the fourth breath!

Shen Bei's lightning blade light instantly reached the four Other subordinates who had just circled back and come to support, as if these four had become mirrors, and the lightning that Shen Bei transformed into instantly refracted among them! Then disappeared instantly!

Their faces still held expressions of vigilance, grief, and hatred, as they stood frozen in place.

The images in his retina had just been fed back to his brain when the Red-Clad Otherworlder's mind went blank.

There was no color in his face, as pale as a dead man.

As the terrifying, unparalleled blade light was about to descend, he sadly realized that he couldn't stop it at all.

In the fifth breath!

The earth collapsed! The air exploded! The fierce winds roared!

Shen Bei had already arrived, carrying a destructive Aura of collapsing sky and sinking earth, amidst the mud curtain rising from the collapsed ground, amidst the exploding sound of air fiercely compressed by unmatched power and speed, amidst the howling of the violent winds, he descended instantly!

"Hooah—!"

Under the terrifying momentum, hatred and anger seemed to have become insignificant.

At this moment, the Red-Clad Otherworlder gritted his teeth, his face like a vengeful spirit, abandoning his long-range bow, while the veins on his right hand bulged as he pressed it against the hilt of the blade at his waist!

Why! Why isn't this Martial Artist afraid of Death Qi? What secret does he possess?

Under the shroud of death, the Red-Clad Otherworlder instead had a thought unrelated to life and death.

Pfft.

The scene seemed to freeze, and in the flash of blade light, the entire world brightened!

The long blade in the Red-Clad Otherworlder's hand had just been half-drawn when a strong wind blew and whipped his robes, and a flash of light passed before his eyes.

At this instant, the Red-Clad Otherworlder didn't even see Shen Bei's face, only feeling a slight pain somewhere in his body, and all his strength instantly left him.

What exactly was the secret?

...He really wanted to know.

A calm thought flashed, and the Red-Clad Otherworlder's world plunged into darkness.

Standing in place with his long blade in hand, Shen Bei's chest rose and fell rapidly.

The Star Constellation Intermittent Kill unleashed unprecedented terrifying speed and lethality.

Shen Bei covered nearly two hundred meters in less than 3 seconds; how astonishingly fast is that for a human?

Only at this moment did the heads of the four frozen Other team members and the Red-Clad Otherworlder roll down.

Whoosh~~

Shen Bei exhaled a mouthful of stale Qi, kicked over the Red-Clad Otherworlder's body, and reached out to search him.

"Hiss~~ You're too fierce, kid!"

At this moment, Zhuang Bifan ran and jumped over, his eyes fixed on the wound on Shen Bei's arm.

With the death of the Red-Clad Otherworlder, the Death Qi also instantly vanished without a trace.

Zhuang Bifan still hadn't recovered from this shocking scene.

Shen Bei's performance was simply too abnormal.

This fatally threatening Death Qi had no effect on Shen Bei!

It could only mean that Shen Bei's hidden Fifth Dimension Attribute was astounding!

This reminded Zhuang Bifan of a document he had once read.

It was Professor Gu Xinrou's proposal to add a Fifth Dimension Attribute experiment to future Martial Arts Exams.

Although there were no clear experimental steps or methods.

But Shen Bei's living example was right before his eyes!

Shen Bei finished searching the Red-Clad Otherworlder's corpse, then spat: "Damn, just a pauper."

"By the way, what did you say?" Shen Bei straightened up and asked Zhuang Bifan.

Zhuang Bifan repeated: "I said, you are truly too fierce~~"

Shen Bei's throat hitched, and after a while, he said: "Say it with more emphasis. Otherwise, people might think I did something to you, making you incredibly fierce."

Zhuang Bifan: ...

"Vulgar! Vulgar! Vulgar!"

Zhuang Bifan repeated the phrase three times.

Shen Bei turned around and began to examine the fallen Martial Artists.

The crimson blood and mud mixed beneath each light-armored Martial Artist, showing an extreme brutality.

Of all those who had fallen, not a single one was alive; they were all dead.

At this time, the Martial Artists who had been chasing the remaining Other soldiers also returned.

Five had gone out, only three came back.

At this point, the human side suffered considerable losses, and the Others suffered even more devastating deaths.

Shen Bei leaped several times, reaching the collapsed large house, and calmly said, as he lifted a corner of the stone slab covering Fang Nanxi: "Come out."

"It's you?"

Having just heard footsteps, Fang Nanxi, whose mood was extremely tense, saw Shen Bei through a tiny crack, recognized him as the young man Shen Bei who had entered the house to take shelter from the rain, and excitedly asked from under the stone slab: "Xu, Xu Ying?"

Fang Nanxi asked with considerable uncertainty.

"What do you think?" Shen Bei replied coolly.

Fang Nanxi's heart sank.

"Come out first," Shen Bei didn't say much, lifting the stone slab covering the pit with one hand.

Fang Nanxi leaped out, her body tense and vigilant as she looked at Shen Bei, while also unable to resist looking around.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, Fang Nanxi's hands and feet were cold, and her face became even paler.

"Follow me."

Shen Bei didn't explain anything, turning and walking away. Fang Nanxi tightly gripped the short blade in her hand and followed.

Among the ruins, she occasionally saw the lifeless bodies of her guards, one by one. She had no expression on her face, only slightly reddened eyes.

"Young Miss Fang…" A Martial Artist guard choked up: "Xu, Xu Ying is dead."

Fang Nanxi knelt beside Xu Ying's body, silent.

The scene was silent.

It must be said that these Martial Artist guards were also dedicated; out of twenty people, only three survived.

If it weren't for Shen Bei and Zhuang Bifan traveling together.

They would probably have been completely wiped out.

Finally, Shen Bei broke the silence: "I once saw a person cut human corpses into strips of meat, disguised as canned meat, and secretly trade it to the Others."

Shen Bei just said a simple sentence; if they couldn't understand even that, they were purely pigs.

Fang Nanxi sniffled, stood up, her face grim and ugly, and said to the three Martial Artist guards: "You all transport the bodies of Xu Ying and the others back to the ground. I'll walk the rest of the way myself."

A Martial Artist guard frowned: "I'm afraid that won't do. It's still over sixty kilometers to the Spike Camp, and this road is too dangerous. You should return with us first, and then we'll organize more people to come down."

"It's a waste of time. I can do it alone, and I'll be a smaller target."

"Young Miss Fang, this isn't a matter of target size. You need guards, or someone to accompany you. Of course, the choice of person can't be random; ideally, someone who can slay a Red-Clad Otherworlder. It's just that in this wilderness, I wonder who else can help..."

At this moment, Shen Bei impatiently waved his hand: "Dada, stop acting. 300,000, and I'll escort Young Miss Fang to the Spike Camp."

Fang Nanxi's mouth twitched, but she didn't speak.

The Martial Artist guard awkwardly scratched his head: "Actually, we didn't..."

"What 'did' or 'didn't'? I'm just asking if you have money. If you have money, everything's negotiable. If not, then it's a wide road to heaven, each going their own way," Shen Bei said lazily.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Fang Nanxi nodded frantically.

Shen Bei rubbed his nose: "That's right, just get it over with quickly. Now let's settle other accounts."

Fang Nanxi's eyes narrowed, her full lips upturned, revealing her teeth: "What, what other accounts are there to settle?"

Shen Bei counted on his fingers: "Look, escorting is secondary, saving lives is primary. Now there are three living Martial Artist guards and you. This account needs to be settled separately, right?"

Fang Nanxi: ...

Martial Artist guards: ...

No, isn't this a bit unreasonable?

If you, Shen Bei, didn't kill this Other army, you wouldn't have been able to leave either.

What does this have to do with saving lives?

That's a bit of sophistry.

Fang Nanxi's watery eyes stared at Shen Bei for a moment, her fists clenching and unclenching, finally pursing her lips: "Alright, alright, how much do you say?"

"Three Martial Artists, 1 million each. Your life, Fang Nanxi, is worth more, 3 million." Shen Bei held up five fingers: "I'll give you a package price of 5 million, consider it my loss."

Zhuang Bifan on the side really wanted to remind Shen Bei that a package price is a discount, not an increase in price!

Are you buying a car at a 4S dealership?

The Martial Artist guard tentatively asked: "That's not how you do math..."

"My PE teacher taught me, do you have an objection?" Shen Bei squinted at him.

Fang Nanxi immediately pulled out a check, quickly wrote a few strokes: "No objection, here's five million. Please, you must deliver me to the Spike Camp."

Shen Bei contentedly took the check, glanced at it, and tossed it to Zhuang Bifan: "Keep it safe."

Zhuang Bifan rolled his eyes and threw it into the mirror.

Shen Bei sheathed his blade, waved his hand: "Young Miss Fang, let's go, we'll send you on your way!"

Fang Nanxi: ???

Zhuang Bifan: ...