Chapter 34 Burning Wood Blade Technique, Shifting Stars and Changing Positions

"Damn it!"

Yan Chu was hiding on a rooftop.

This was the only way for Yan Zhifeng to return to his courtyard, and he and Su Zhirou were lying in ambush here.

Who would have thought that a faint smell of urine would drift over.

With the night breeze, the smell of urine was particularly noticeable.

Looking to the other side, Su Zhirou was dressed in night-traveling clothes, her nose covered tightly.

After a long while, Yan Zhifeng finally finished urinating, gave his body a shake, and flicked it twice more, inevitably getting a few drops on his hand.

"Alright, let's go, everyone!"

After relieving himself, Yan Zhifeng felt a wave of relief and signaled his guards to turn the corner and head towards his courtyard.

Having only walked two or three steps, they heard a loud shout:

"Watch out!"

Li Qingfeng, the Fourth Realm Martial Artist guarding Yan Zhifeng, drew his longsword, and a sword light like autumn water slashed towards the dark shadow that had lunged out from the shadows ahead.

"Clang!"

Unfortunately, this sword strike was blocked by a cyan saber light.

A tall figure stood in front, blocking their path as they tried to rush to his aid.

"Who goes there?!"

Although Yan Zhifeng had not fought in a year or two, his martial arts had not grown too rusty.

The moment Su Zhirou appeared, he hurriedly retreated, wanting to regroup with his guards first.

But when he turned his head,

he discovered that another person was standing behind him,

separating him from his guards.

"Who are you, Your Excellency? How dare you attack someone from the Gao Family? Do you know the consequences?"

Li Qingfeng saw at a glance that both people intercepting them were Fourth Realm Martial Artists. If possible, he did not want to fight; it would be best if he could scare them off with words.

To this, Yan Chu coldly cursed: "What the hell are you saying!"

He had already come; was he supposed to leave halfway through the fight?

The Gao Family had Face, but didn't he need Face too?

"You..."

Li Qingfeng was choked up, his Face darkened, and he coldly shouted: "Kill him!"

"We cannot let Shopkeeper Yan come to harm!"

"Kill!"

"Die, thief!"

"..."

A dozen or so guards behind drew their weapons and swarmed up to attack.

Yan Chu shook his head in disdain: "Overestimating yourselves!"

"Hum!"

The azure nether precious saber was unsheathed, the heads of those rushing in front flew off, and pillars of blood sprayed a foot high.

【Killed a Third Realm Martial Artist who intended to attack you; feeling very satisfied, EXP + 500】

【Killed a Second Realm Martial Artist who intended to attack you; feeling very satisfied, EXP + 300】

"Good!"

Yan Chu secretly shouted "Good."

These guards all had decent cultivation levels and could provide him with a big wave of experience.

"Die!"

As Yan Chu slashed with that saber, five or six blades struck from all directions, aiming at Yan Chu's limbs and head, intending to chop him into pieces.

These guards were all from the Gao Family.

They were trained by specialized Martial Masters, and both their strength and cultivation were a cut above ordinary Loose Cultivators.

Usually, Fourth Realm Martial Artists would not dare to be careless when facing their combined attack.

"Wind Sweeps the Clouds!"

The Wind-Splashing Saber Technique was inherently a fast saber style, adept at using speed against speed.

In this instant, facing the siege of several people, Yan Chu slashed out at least dozens of times.

A fierce gust of saber wind swept past, and every piece of saber wind was a sliver of blade edge.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft..."

Yan Chu's figure drifted out from the flurry of blades and swords.

The cyan light on the saber flowed, not a drop of blood staining it.

The next second, one guard after another collapsed, dense lines of blood spraying from their necks.

【Killed a Third Realm Martial Artist who attacked you; feeling very satisfied, EXP + 500】

【Killed...】

【...】

"Ah? Boss Sun is dead too!"

"Retreat quickly!"

"Consultant Li..."

The remaining guards all retreated in fear, fixing their gazes on Li Qingfeng.

They were afraid of death too!

"A bunch of trash! All of you, get lost!"

Li Qingfeng's Face was so dark it could drip water.

He had hoped these people could drain the True Qi of the black-clad man in front of him, but he hadn't expected more than half to die in an instant.

A longsword thrust out like a venomous snake, stabbing dozens of times in an instant, locking down all of Yan Chu's surroundings.

Facing this sword strike, Yan Chu acted after but arrived first.

He danced the azure nether saber into a dense curtain of blades, truly impenetrable to water or wind.

It was precisely the highly powerful "Flying Sand and Moving Stones" from the Wind-Splashing Saber Technique.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

In an instant, the saber and sword clashed countless times; one could only see sparks constantly flying.

"Ding! Clang!"

A crisp sound was heard.

Li Qingfeng, who had been madly unleashing his sword technique, looked stunned, staring at his suddenly broken sword, then looked up at the saber in Yan Chu's hand.

He exclaimed: "A famous weapon!"

A look of greed could not help but appear in his eyes.

The next moment, seeing infinite saber light pressing down, Li Qingfeng hurriedly leaped back, grabbed two guards behind him, and threw them forward.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The two guards instantly became scapegoats, falling to the ground and breaking into four pieces.

"Take this palm!"

In the sprayed blood mist, a thick palm print broke through the rain of blood, slamming down towards Yan Chu's head.

This palm strike was used brilliantly, aimed precisely at the moment when Yan Chu's old force had just faded and his new force had not yet arisen.

A ferocious grin appeared on the corner of Li Qingfeng's mouth.

He wasn't just skilled in sword techniques; his palm techniques were also exceptional.

Once he killed this man in black, that famous saber would be his.

"Heh!"

Yan Chu sneered in his heart, clenching his left hand into a fist and striking back; the air faintly hissed, and ripples spread out in the dark night.

"Great Demon Subduing Fist!"

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

"Ah!!!"

Li Qingfeng screamed and retreated; both his palms had been smashed to pieces by this punch, minced meat and bone fragments splattering everywhere, and one could even see strands of flesh clinging to the ghastly bone shards on his severed hands.

Furthermore, his entire body's True Qi was shaken incessantly by this punch.

"Innate Divine Power?!"

Li Qingfeng was full of disbelief.

That punch just now wasn't something that could be achieved just by having thick True Qi.

Yan Chu did not answer, slashing out several times in a row, the Saber Qi whistling as it enveloped the front.

"Spare me!"

Li Qingfeng desperately mustered his remaining True Qi, wanting to protect his body.

"Boom!"

Yan Chu, following closely, smashed out another punch.

Li Qingfeng crossed his severed arms to block in front, but they still shattered into a rain of blood under this punch.

【Killed a Fourth Realm Martial Artist who attacked you; feeling very satisfied, EXP + 1000, Wood Burning Saber Technique + 1】

"Consul... tant... Li is dead too!"

"Run!!!"

"Help!!!"

The remaining seven guards screamed for help while scattering and fleeing.

"Hmph!"

Yan Chu swept the azure nether precious saber across the ground, sending a dozen or so rocks of varying sizes flying, then stimulated them with True Qi.

"Pfft pfft pfft pfft!"

The flying rocks turned into hidden weapons, constantly smashing skulls and piercing blood holes; notification sounds rang in his ears.

"Quick!"

"The sound of fighting seems to be up ahead..."

"Don't let the thieves get away!"

Footsteps came from not far away, and Yan Chu couldn't help but frown.

Looking into the alley behind him.

Su Zhirou and the other person were fighting further and further away.

Yan Zhifeng's voice was full of arrogance: "Hahaha!"

"Young Miss Su, you didn't expect this, did you? I'm wearing protective armor; your Immortal Finger is useless against me!"

"The night patrol from the Six Doors will be here soon; you and your accomplice won't be able to escape!"

Yan Chu shook his head, "Truly useless!"

Wanting to assassinate others in this state?

If he hadn't been here tonight, Su Zhirou might have already become a prisoner.

"Move aside!"

Yan Chu shouted, leaping across the air like a wild goose, and slashed down fiercely with his saber.

The Saber Qi filled the entire alley, leaving no room to dodge.

"Oh no!"

Yan Zhifeng glanced with his peripheral vision and actually saw the street corner covered in blood—everyone was dead?

"Block him for me!"

Yan Zhifeng shouted internally, striking his palms repeatedly, and palm shadows flew out.

"Sshh!"

A cyan light flashed, and two fleshy palms fell off.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream came from Yan Zhifeng's mouth; the severed ends of his palms were perfectly smooth.

"Stop!"

"How dare you!"

Two loud shouts came from the street corner.

The azure nether precious saber's edge did not hesitate in the slightest, the tip stabbing straight into Yan Zhifeng's abdomen, breaking through the protective armor and piercing him through to the heart.

Then the blade edge moved from bottom to top, slicing open his belly, chest, and up to his head, splitting the person into two neat halves.

【Killed a Fourth Realm Martial Artist who had committed many evils; feeling very satisfied, EXP + 1000, Shifting Stars + 1】