Chapter 5: The Three Immortals' Sword Appears

  In the ruined temple, several big men surrounded a young woman, their large knives swinging fiercely, but they couldn't get close to her. Every time they swung their knives down, they would be deflected by the long sword in the woman's hand, although the force of the blow was not reduced, it just wasn't hitting where they had originally intended.

  However, several men took turns making moves, and the woman was busy responding for a while, without having the leisure to counterattack, so this time she fell into a stalemate.

  Compared to the excitement over here, the other side seems a bit eerie...

  Ye Wenshun threw out a stone with one hand and quickly covered another stone with the other, his eyes staring straight at those fierce and sinister guys in front of him.

  This was entirely a habit he had formed from his original street fights, where upon seeing someone charge at him, he would first look for something within reach to throw out, then take advantage of the opponent's momentary confusion to either rush forward and give them a good beating or turn around and run away. In any case, he would always gain the upper hand.

  This time was different, the other side seemed to have not expected that they would choose such a way of dealing with it, and one by one they were stunned there, one of them even squatted down and pushed the guy who had been knocked over.

  "Old Four! Old Four!"

  He felt his nose and suddenly burst out: "Damn it, Old Fourth was killed by this kid with a stone, brothers, avenge Old Fourth!"

  This old four is also considered unlucky, he has been walking on the road for many years and is an old slicker. He has seen many Jianghu knights and young martial artists don't know how many they have met.

  Many of the young and inexperienced ones often think about finding trouble with them, in order to gain some fame for themselves. However, those guys either openly challenge you to a one-on-one fight or directly charge at you and engage in a fierce battle. Even if there are a few who are skilled in throwing hidden weapons, they will first shout: "Thief, look at the emblem!" to show that they are upright and righteous people.

  Who has ever seen such a silent and direct throwing of a hidden weapon? And it's still a big stone. What does this look like, a chivalrous hero in the martial arts world? It's more like those cowardly rascals who bully the weak and fear the strong. He can't know that Ye Wen, as a glorious traverser, has a lot of street fighting experience, and in Ye Wen's view, all methods that are beneficial to himself can be used.

  As for shouting "look out" before throwing things, it's not a friendly match now, but a life-and-death struggle, he doesn't need to consider the enemy.

  It was precisely this cognitive problem that led him to rush too fiercely and fail to guard against Ye Wen's flying stone, resulting in a direct hit on his head and a miserable death.

  "Is he dead?"

  Originally thought it was just being knocked unconscious, did not think that would suddenly send the other party to see Yan Wang, Ye Wen was also frightened. However, this does not affect his hand movements - seeing several people rushing up again, the stone in his hand flew out once more.

  This time, several men were clearly prepared and did not die on the spot like the old man on the ground. Instead, they covered their heads with their hands and then raised various objects in their hands to smash them at Ye Wen.

  As for Ye Wen, after throwing out the stone in his hand, he grabbed a handful of dirt - on that broken wall, there were not only large stones but also dust and soil. With a casual grab, it was accompanied by gravel, weeds and other things. Then, with a casual flick, this big handful of messy stuff flew over to the crowd.

  A few of the smaller clods flew a bit faster, and these men who hadn't reacted yet were blinded, one by one bursting into curses: "Damn little brat!" "MD, my eyes!" "You're really shameless, you dare to fight with your grandfather me head-on!"

  "Pfft! A few people rush up together and still have the nerve to say what's proper?"

  Ye Wen laughed and scolded, the long sword that had been held in his hand was already drawn out. Seeing that the group of people were disturbed by the dust he had thrown out, he didn't wait for them to come back to their senses before charging forward with his sword.

  "MD, if I don't kill them today, they'll be the ones killing me! Afraid of Mao? It's not like I haven't chopped people before!"

  Psychologically, he kept telling himself that the long sword in his hand immediately shot out like a snake spitting its tongue - he did have some common sense, when using a long sword to kill someone, apart from cutting some fatal places such as the throat, it mainly relied on stabbing and piercing, not using the long sword as a watermelon knife.

  With a ruthless determination in his mind, the stab was swift and urgent. Before he could even finish thinking about what to say next, his long sword had already struck, followed by a sensation of obstruction and cutting through something.

  "Hurt?"

  His heart was slightly dazed, but he quickly came to his senses. This wasn't the time for hesitation. His hand tightened immediately, and with a forceful pull of his arm, accompanied by the sound of the long sword scraping against flesh, a crimson gush burst forth, almost splashing Ye Wen's entire body.

  If he hadn't reacted quickly and jumped back a step, he would have been a demonstration of what it means to be "blood-stained elegance".

  One thing succeeded, and his hands didn't even linger, not to mention he didn't think about things like "I killed someone, I killed someone!" His conscience also didn't have a hint of guilt.

  "Was I born for this kind of life?"

  Such a doubt flashed through his mind, and the long sword in his hand swept across the neck of a man who rushed out of the dusty ground. The man hadn't reacted yet, but he felt a chill on his neck, followed by pieces of red - another big splash of fresh blood spurted out, and Ye Wen flashed past again.

  At this time, not counting the old fourth who fell to the ground earliest, there was only one of the men rushing towards Ye Wen left. This guy happened to be rubbing his eyes and among these three people, he was the most miserable due to that dust.

  From the very beginning he was scolding the most fiercely, Ye Wen judged that he was the one who was hit the hardest, so he left him to the last, this is also the experience gained from many years of fighting.

  At this time, the other two were killed by Ye Wen one after another. The remaining guy barely recovered a bit of his vision, and as soon as he opened his eyes, the scene he saw was his brother's neck spraying out pieces of fresh blood and falling to the ground, and it was clear that he was dead.

  This scene scared him to death, he didn't understand why in just a short while his own brothers were all gone? But before he could decide whether to avenge his brother or run away immediately, the young man who seemed harmless at first had already charged towards him with a long sword.

  This made him immediately throw away those messy thoughts, and the years of experience brought out his ferocity, shouting a sentence from his mouth: "You little bastard...!" He wanted to swing his wolf-toothed club and smash this guy who killed his good brother into a meat pie.

  But as soon as those words came out, they had to be swallowed back, replaced by waves of heartbreaking wails, tears streaming down the faces of onlookers, and sobbing sounds.

  The whole reason was that although Ye Wen held a long sword in his hand, as soon as he made a move, he rushed to the lower three roads. The big man was staring at Ye Wen's long sword and forgot to guard against other places, so Ye Wen took advantage of the opportunity to kick him directly with a "chicken flying egg smashing!"

  Ye Wen's kick was made with all his might, he firmly believed that under his full force, even 'steel bullets' would be kicked into iron cakes, let alone something else!

  Then, taking advantage of the opponent's immobility and stiffness, Ye Wen calmly used his long sword to make a slash at the position of the big Han's neck artery, ending his suffering.

  He killed four people in a row, except for the first one which was an accident within an accident, the other three were directly killed by his sword. Especially the last one, he could have chosen not to kill but he did it without hesitation, giving Ye Wen a slightly unreal feeling.

  "It's that simple... I've killed four people?"

  Looking at the four corpses lying on the ground, as well as the red splatters everywhere, he had to admit that he had indeed easily knocked down the four big men, and he seemed to still have some energy left.

  As soon as he remembered that he still had the strength, he suddenly thought that the other party was not just these four people. He turned his head and saw that his own cheap disciple sister was taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's several people surrounding her, casually sprinkling out a piece of yellow stuff, and then taking advantage of the opponent's busy hands and feet to kill the guy who had been harassing her with one sword.

  Then she turned around and entangled with another guy who was relatively weak in martial arts. Seeing her moves were fierce, it was clear that she wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible and then focus on dealing with the strongest one.

  Looking around, the guy who spoke first and teased was already lying on the ground. Ning Ruxue hated his filthy language, and from the beginning, she had made up her mind to kill him first, so he was the first person to fall. Probably only that unlucky old fourth was earlier than him, others didn't go down as early as him.

  At this moment, Ning Ruxue cut off the fingers of the man in front of her with one sword, causing his weapon to fall out of his hand. She quickly caught up and stabbed him to death with another sword.

  But unexpectedly, this suddenly triggered the man's ferocity. He grasped Ning Ruxue's long sword with his bare hands and shouted loudly: "Big Brother! Help your brothers avenge!" It turned out that he had already seen the situation around him and knew that his own brothers were all dead, so he could only hope that his eldest brother, who was the most skilled in martial arts, would help his brothers avenge their deaths.

  He even used his own body to pin down the opponent's weapon, so that his brother could kill the fierce woman first, and then deal with the young man alone. He even grabbed the opponent's arm to prevent him from abandoning his sword and escaping.

  Seeing this scene, the big man finally roared and swung his fists at Ning Ruxue's head. Just looking at the momentum of the fist, if it hit her for real, Ning Ruxue's head might not be much better than a watermelon. At this time, Ning Ruxue could only stare blankly as the fist came crashing towards her because her arm was being held back.

  Just then, a loud shout came from beside: "Look at the sword!"

  Then a flash of light was seen, and the sword struck towards the big man. Although the sword was fast, it was dodged by the opponent's quick sidestep. However, this sudden move forced him to stop his attack, allowing Ning Ruxue to turn danger into safety.

  Ning Ruxue let out a breath of relief, wanting to pull out her long sword and go save her own senior brother - she didn't think Ye Wen could defeat that man, being able to stall for a moment was already the limit - but unexpectedly Ye Wen's sword light suddenly changed, swooshing twice, and then saw that man with his back to Ye Wen, while a sword tip protruded from his chest.