In the Xiao family's convoy.
Less than fifty people disembarked.
The leader, a "Po Hou," was a capable subordinate of Xiao Bahuang. He was a young Wu Shen, comparable in strength to Tang Keke, but at this moment, Po Hou was also very nervous.
"Can't you just give us a way to live?"
Po Hou led his men towards Ye Zixiao.
"A way to live?"
Ye Zixiao smiled coldly and said, "You were sent to kill me. You failed and want a way to live. If I had lost, would you have given me a way to live?"
"Indeed, then let's fight!"
Po Hou slowly raised his large saber.
"What, you're not convinced?"
Ye Zixiao also raised his combat knife.
"Hehehe, Ye Zixiao, I know you're strong, but I'm a Wu Shen, and I bet you won't surpass Wu Shen. So, who lives and who dies is still unknown."
"So much nonsense!"
Tang Keke dashed straight for Po Hou.
"Be careful."
Ye Zixiao was still a bit worried.
"This leader is mine, the rest are yours. Boss, you better perform well."
"Uh!"
Ye Zixiao was speechless.
Cold light flashed, and the battle began.
Tang Keke and Po Hou went all out from the start. They exchanged dozens of blows, neither gaining the upper hand. Po Hou had more strength, but Tang Keke was faster.
"Charge!"
"Take down Ye Zixiao."
"Kill him, and we'll be rich!"
Fifty soldiers charged towards Ye Zixiao.
Those who could survive until now were definitely not ordinary. In a one-on-one fight, none of them dared to face Ye Zixiao, but together, they believed they had a chance.
Moreover.
They had no other path but to fight!
"I won't show any mercy in killing you."
Ye Zixiao's casual demeanor vanished, his expression turned cold, and his eyes were fierce. Facing the subordinates of his family's sworn enemy, Ye Zixiao immediately entered his berserk mode.
The brutal battle began.
Ye Zixiao dispatched almost one soldier per strike.
In the blink of an eye, over a dozen soldiers were taken down. As they fought, they realized Ye Zixiao's strength was beyond reach. Forget fifty people, even five hundred wouldn't be enough.
Flesh and blood flew!
Heads were flying through the air!
No one could get close to Ye Zixiao. If they failed to land a blow, they would likely lose their lives. Seeing their numbers dwindle, the remaining twenty-odd were terrified.
"Run!"
"Damn it, we can't win."
"Ye Zixiao is a ghost, a ghost!"
More than twenty people cried out and scattered, fleeing in all directions.
They held onto a slim hope, believing that with twenty-odd people running in different directions, Ye Zixiao, with only one body and two legs, couldn't possibly catch them all. Whoever he chased would be unlucky, and survival depended entirely on luck.
However.
They had underestimated the speed of a berserker.
Ye Zixiao stomped his foot, black energy swirling around him. He bent down and shot out like an arrow, targeting a fleeing soldier. With a swift slash, he severed the man's head.
The second.
The third…
In his berserk state, Ye Zixiao entered his wolf king mode, running on all fours, darting and weaving. He chased down one, killed him, then moved on to the next.
"A ghost!"
"Don't kill me, I surrender."
"Aaaah, aaaah!"
The remaining six were finally paralyzed with fear. It was like old cows meeting tigers, surrendering on the spot without even the desire to flee, a suppression of bloodline.
Ye Zixiao in this state of madness.
Even tigers would be scared stiff.
"Death, you must die!"
Ye Zixiao's eyes turned crimson, and he delivered six more blows. The last six heads also soared into the sky.
Not far away.
Po Hou was stunned!
"This, how is this possible?"
Po Hou created distance between himself and Tang Keke.
"How is it impossible?"
Tang Keke walked forward, holding her saber.
"Can a Wu Shen have this kind of strength?"
"Who told you he was a Wu Shen?"
"Ah? Could it be..."
"Heh!"
Tang Keke stood three meters away from Po Hou, smiling faintly, "You can't even imagine my young master's strength. So, your Xiao family has provoked someone they shouldn't have, someone they can't afford to provoke."
"He, he's a Shen Wang?"
Po Hou's voice trembled.
"No, I am the Shen Wang!"
Tang Keke suddenly trembled, her eyes seemingly erupting with fire. She suddenly leaped into the air, tumbling like a fireball as she crashed towards Po Hou.
"This is damned unbelievable!"
Po Hou immediately raised his saber to defend.
Clang clang clang…
After a rapid series of weapon clashes, a bloody mist rose from the red light. Tang Keke, like a fireball, landed gracefully, standing three meters away from Po Hou, her back to him as she flicked blood off her saber.
"Why did you stop?"
Po Hou asked like an idiot.
"It's over!"
Tang Keke walked away without looking back.
*Swoosh!*
Po Hou's hand holding the saber dropped.
*Swoosh…*
Po Hou's leg snapped.
He watched himself transform from a living person into pieces. He was still conscious, and even in death, he couldn't understand when Tang Keke had landed so many blows on him!
Ten seconds later.
Po Hou became a pile of minced meat.
Yes.
Tang Keke was a Shen Wang.
She had long surpassed Wu Shen.
The reason she had never revealed her true level was that she had never encountered a true opponent. Only when facing a Wu Shen would she use Shen Wang techniques, because only a Shen Wang could defeat a Wu Shen.
She hadn't been bragging about Ye Zixiao either.
Others might not know, but Tang Keke knew it clearly in her heart. The fact that Ye Zixiao could descend the mountain proved his martial arts were peerless. Could a disciple trained by five monsters be just a Wu Shen?
Even Shen Wang wouldn't suffice!
The Xiao family really shouldn't have provoked Ye Zixiao.
Ye Zixiao was truly someone the Xiao family couldn't afford to provoke.
"Did you win?"
Ye Zixiao asked indifferently.
"Yes, my cover is blown!"
Tang Keke said playfully.
"No, it's not blown, they're all dead, aren't they?"
"Yes, shall we go home?"
"No!"
Ye Zixiao scanned the corpses everywhere, his eyes fierce, "I want to personally deliver these fifty-odd heads to the Xiao family. Can you take me into Jiangcheng?"
"I can, but is it necessary for you to go?"
"I'll go scout the territory first!"
"Have you decided?"
"Yes!"
"Alright, I'll take you into the city."
As dusk settled, a pickup truck left the boundaries of Beihai City, heading towards Jiangcheng, which had declared independence, was under strict martial law, and was fully prepared for a major battle.
In the truck bed.
It was filled with heads!!!
Beihai City…
Sihai Manor belonged to Tang Keke. She had gone missing, but her subordinates were not anxious. They cooperated with the people from the Shura Gate, brought in by Jiang Xiaoyao, to clean and purify the manor.
The guests had long since dispersed.
They had all rushed home to drink and calm their nerves.
This wedding had shaken the entire city to its core. Within a night, everyone in the city would know that the Chu family had fallen, the Li family had fallen, and everyone who had offended the Lin family had fallen.
The Lin family had finally risen!
And this city.
Was about to undergo a drastic change…
This night was destined to be sleepless. Those who were on good terms with the Lin family might celebrate with drinks, but those who had enmity with the Lin family were contemplating how to escape.
The Lin family might not seek revenge.
But Ye Zixiao would!
The demise of the Chu and Li families.
Had kept too many nobles awake at night.
However, the finally risen Lin family was also destined for a sleepless night. They no longer worried about security issues, as the Lin family was now protected by that group of bearded men.
But the groom was missing?
Lin Qingzhu, who had been unable to contact Ye Zixiao, once thought if that rascal had eloped with Tang Keke. After all, when Ye Zixiao left, Lin Qingzhu was facing Chu Nantian.
He didn't even care about his wife's life or death.
If he eloped, it seemed reasonable!