Chapter 405: Chapter 267: The Secret of Ye Beiming
Cheng Bai glanced at Ye Beiming, then at Bu Jiuxiao, and with a mournful howl said, "In this day and age, men are like clothes, women like limbs! Beiming, you’re not righteous."
Cheng Bai’s expression was clearly a naked accusation. While his own woman was comfortably staying in Yujing City, he was dragging along two childhood brothers to such a godforsaken place to fight a life and death battle!
Ye Beiming’s grey eyes shifted, his lips slightly raised with a hint of wicked charm, instantly spellbinding.
In Tang Yu’s mind at that moment, there was only one thought: Damn, men can actually smile so beautifully.
Ye Beiming uttered a nonchalant remark: "Wrong, there’s no comparison. You have four limbs, but only one woman."
Cheng Bai instantly had the look of a little wife on his face, while Bu Jiuxiao shrugged helplessly.
Seeing the trio sing in harmony, completely disregarding the notorious Blood Hand Ditch, the red-robed leader was so angry he nearly cracked his teeth.
"Why bother talking so much? Are you the Beiming King of Great Zhou, and are you the Wuji Three Talents who have recently risen to fame from the Wuxuan Wuji Hall?" The Wuji Five Treasures are the most famous on the continent, referring to the five peerless geniuses from the Five Great Countries.
But the Wuji Five Treasures have long been established; however, in the past two years within the territory of Dazhou, the hottest new stars are the Wuji Three Talents, who gained their fame by killing the Blood Cloud Beast.
However, since they only moved within the territory of Dazhou, the fame of the Wuji Three Talents was spread only within a small area.
Blood Hand Ditch had only heard of their reputation but had never truly crossed hands with them.
Upon actually seeing them today, the assassins thought the three men had outstanding appearances, but their strengths seemed mediocre at best.
Coming from the Wuxuan Wuji Hall, their strength naturally couldn’t be weak, but after all, they were just a group of teenage Martial Artists, with cultivation at most that of a Marquis.
The assassins of Blood Hand Ditch might not have Martial Realm cultivation comparable to the three, but they lived lives licking blood off their knives; in terms of real combat, they truly believed they wouldn’t lose to three mediocre youths.
The Red Robed Leader was also complacent; he overlooked one thing - if the three people in front of him were just Martial Artists, how could they have traveled from Yujing City thousands of miles away to this place?
"Brothers, catch the king first to capture all his followers; grab the Beiming King of Great Zhou first," the Red Robed Leader, being the head of Blood Hand Ditch, naturally had some capabilities.
He instantly determined that among the Wuji Three Talents, Bu Jiuxiao was the strongest, followed by Cheng Bai, with Ye Beiming being the least at the end.
But Ye Beiming was the leader of the three, so he made a decisive decision to capture Ye Beiming first.
In Blood Hand Ditch’s base, there were still more than two hundred people, over two hundred red-robed men, pouncing like a dense swarm of locusts at their leader’s command.
Tang Yu was so frightened that she couldn’t move, hiding aside.
The three of Ye Beiming, caught in the middle, remained completely unresponsive.
"What are we waiting for, let them see that the title of the Wuji Three Talents isn’t for nothing," Cheng Bai chuckled twice.
The three stood side by side, but none was in a rush to make a move.
The three were similar in age and stature, but at that moment, the three streams of fighting spirit that burst forth were starkly different.
The three streams of fighting spirit erupted instantly, like three peerless swords being unsheathed together.
The fighting spirit surged like floodwaters and ferocious beasts, colliding with each other, making the entire valley feel like it was experiencing a small-scale earthquake.
Huddled aside, Tang Yu only heard a series of crackling sounds, like a string of firecrackers igniting on the quiet street on New Year’s Eve.
However, the source of that firecracker-like sound was from the three men standing before them. It was coming from the joints in their bones, a noise made by their raging fighting spirit surging in all directions.
It is now September, and dawn is approaching, with the weather cool and comfortable, but the bodies of the three men were soaked in an instant.
That was sweat, no, not sweat, a red liquid was oozing from their skin.
The red-robed men looked at each other in dismay, and the Red Robed Leader’s expression changed in shock.
That wasn’t sweat, it was Beast Blood!
The three had simultaneously entered a state of Beast Blood Frenzy in an instant!
Continuously, red Beast Blood oozed from within their bodies, tearing their clothes on their upper bodies with a ripping sound. Their veins bulged like small green pythons, and their muscles swelled up, exuding a terrifying aura.
In just a moment, the originally around one meter eighty tall trio underwent a horrifying transformation.
Each of their heights surged by twenty or thirty centimeters instantly, making them look like small giants, towering over two meters tall.
Their facial features also changed.
Among them, Ye Beiming’s Beast Blood Frenzy was the most astonishing. His body was enveloped with a swirl of black Qi, and his bare torso was covered with a layer of strange black scales.
With a loud roar like that of spring thunder hitting the ground, the sound reached the ears of the assassins in Blood Hand Ditch, causing their eardrums to buzz.
Some of the lower-cultivation assassins, under that roar, even had blood streaming from their ears, noses, and mouths, collapsing to the ground instantly, their hearts shattered by the sound.
A roar that could shatter one’s heart, such cultivation... couldn’t belong to a Marquis but could it be...
Only now did the red-robed man realize, the Beiming Prince he had underestimated was actually a man...
In Great Zhou City, Yujing, there wasn’t just one...
Anticipating the outcome of the match a few days later, the red-robed man had only one thought left: he had to escape. He must inform the Young City Lord that the most terrifying thing within Great Zhou wasn’t Yun Bahe.
However, the next moment, he found he could no longer move his limbs.
Like a ghost, Ye Beiming broke free from the heavy encirclement and instantly appeared in front of him.
His hands, covered in black scales, clenched the red-robed man’s limbs.
The red-robed man only felt a crackling and crushing noise from his limbs, he didn’t even have time to let out a cry of agony.
His body, as strong as a Marquis and unharmed under a thousand jins of force, was actually torn in half by Ye Beiming’s overwhelming Qi Power.
The red, a shade more vivid than the red robes, the fresh blood instantly stained Ye Beiming’s eyes.
Perhaps stimulated by the smell of blood, Ye Beiming’s mind was engulfed in a raging redness.
Countless severed limbs and masses of flesh and blood, the scene in the valley was too gruesome to behold.
Cheng Bai and Bu Jiuxiao took care of more than half of the assassins from Blood Hand Ditch. When they ceased their attacks, they noticed something off about Ye Beiming.
"Not good! Jiuxiao, Beiming seems to have lost control," Cheng Bai looked at the corpses scattered around, and then at Ye Beiming’s frenzied slaughter, a slight tremor in his heart.