With so many people around, could they really let Ye Fei escape?

The storage ring on his fingertip shone brightly.

The middle-aged man was confident of victory.

"Kid, you only have two choices now," he said.

"Either put down the sword and leave."

"Or... behead you!"

Ye Fei frowned.

What an arrogant man.

It seemed that this kind of thing was not uncommon for him.

This man must have a formidable background.

To kill or not to kill?

Of course, kill!

When an Innate Rank is enraged, a myriad of corpses lie in their wake.

No matter the identity of the opponent, once they’ve provoked Ye Fei, death is the only path left!

Ye Fei pondered for only a moment before making his decision.

In just an instant, the fate of several people was decided.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man knew that it was a fight to the death for treasure today.

He beckoned grandly, his eyes scattering a deadly aura.

"Be careful, don’t damage that sword!"

His three subordinates, without hesitation, leaped forward, reaching Ye Fei in an instant.

Ye Fei’s Starry Eyes moved.

Two at the Innate seventh rank, one at the Innate eighth rank.

Through the eyes of the secular world, this was considered the pinnacle of fighting power.

Unfortunately,

They had encountered Ye Fei today.

He retreated with his right foot.

The Evil-Slaying Sword was hidden behind him.

Three silver needles with a mysterious glow appeared in Ye Fei’s hands.

Whoosh!

The silver needles tore through the air.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

The sound of piercing flesh resounded.

The gap in their realms was too vast; the three men could not withstand these three needles at all.

In just a moment, all three collapsed to the ground.

All of this.

As if it were a light breeze or a passing cloud.

The portly middle-aged man’s body shook violently, and he was instantly dumbfounded.

"How... how is this possible?"

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged man trembled all over.

He had never seen such mysterious techniques before!

Ye Fei held his longsword before him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The middle-aged man instantly panicked.

In reality, his own strength was merely at the Innate fifth rank.

That these three men could serve as his enforcers was entirely due to his wealth.

But at this moment, where did he have the strength to contend with Ye Fei?

Thump.

Without another word, the middle-aged man kneeled before Ye Fei.

"Big brother... great Lord!"

"It was my fault for being ignorant and offending your excellency."

"Please spare my life, I’m willing to exchange anything for it!"

This kneel.

Was decisive.

Ye Fei stepped forward slowly.

The middle-aged man shivered all over.

It was only now that he realized how foolish his earlier actions had been.

This was practically suicide!

"Great Lord... I beg of you!"

The middle-aged man continued to tremble uncontrollably.

Only when Ye Fei approached did he feel his fierce killing intent.

Ye Fei let out a soft, cold chuckle.

"Did you not want to kill me just now?"

"Why are you cowering now?"

The middle-aged man just trembled, stammering for a long time without being able to speak.

Then at this moment.

Ye Fei’s longsword had already been raised.

When cutting weeds,

You must remove the roots.

This was a truth Ye Fei had garnered from tens of thousands of years in the cultivation world.

A cold light exploded forth.

The middle-aged man’s body shook violently.

In an instant, his face contorted ferociously.

"I am Huang Xianglong, the chairman of Soaring Dragon Group!"

"You can’t imagine the extent of my power!"

"If you dare to touch me, you will surely have no burial place upon your death!"

Seeing that begging got him nowhere, the man tried to be tough.

However.

Ye Fei was someone who did not yield to aggression.

Schick!

The Evil-Slaying Sword fell.

Huang Xianglong’s body immediately collapsed into a pool of blood.

He was resolute and decisive in killing.

This was Ye Fei.

A handful of black powder appeared in his hands.

Ye Fei tossed it.

The black powder landed on the corpses of the four dead.

Within moments.

The bodies of the four men vanished without a trace.

Moonlight bathed the scene.

As if nothing had happened.

Then, in the next moment.

The Evil-Slaying Sword in Ye Fei’s hand vibrated violently!

Clang, clang, clang.

It seemed as though a fierce tiger was trying to break free from its cage.

Ye Fei’s brows furrowed deeply.

Such a powerful surge!

Was the blood what activated the sword spirit?

Schick!

Suddenly.

Dozens of thin spikes burst out from the hilt of the Evil-Slaying Sword.

These spikes instantly penetrated the skin of Ye Fei’s Postnatal realm.

Blood flowed freely.

Yet Ye Fei did not let go in the slightest.

"Evil-Slaying Sword."

"You are certainly not to be used by the wicked."

It appeared that Ye Fei’s actions had caused the Evil-Slaying Sword to judge him as a wicked person.

Suddenly, Ye Fei became intrigued.

This remnant sword spirit.

Still held such great power!

This sword.

Was it really just of Spirit rank?

"I like it!"

Ye Fei laughed heartily.

In the next moment, he burst forth with all his energy.

The immense pressure of an Immortal Exalted being dormant for tens of thousands of years began to confront the Evil-Slaying Sword.

It was only for a moment.

Underneath the rolling murderous aura,

The remaining righteousness of the Evil-Slaying Sword was defeated.

After all, it was but a broken sword spirit.

The thorns on the hilt quickly retracted.

The Evil-Slaying Sword became calm again.

Ye Fei was curious.

Who was the original owner of this Evil-Slaying Sword?

Were they truly upright and righteous?

If the sword’s spirit hadn’t been broken, and if Ye Fei’s murderous aura hadn’t been so startling,

Then he might not have been able to use this sword at all.

Clang.

In the empty alley,

A crisp sound rang out.

When Ye Fei looked over,

He noticed the storage ring.

The ring had always been worn by Huang Xianglong.

After Ye Fei turned him into a corpse,

The ring had fallen off.

"A nice item."

Ye Fei had wanted this thing all along.

Unexpectedly, Huang Xianglong delivered it right to him.

After picking up the ring, Ye Fei placed the Evil-Slaying Sword inside it.

Then,

His gaze fell upon a book on the ground.

An ancient-looking yellowed book, bound by thread.

It appeared to be of a considerable age.