Chapter 420: 419
Hearing the name "Giant Sword Manor," Wang Lei’s expression changed.
Yang Fei and Xu Jian also found it familiar, recalling it as one of the Eight Great Forces previously mentioned by Wang Lei, and also a very dominant Sect force.
Normally, when a thief pursued by one of the Eight Great Forces is encountered, Hidden Sect Practitioners would assist in the capture, which is why the bearded man had reminded them, asking Yang Fei and the others to help intercept the woman.
They just needed to slightly delay her for a moment, and they would be able to catch up and apprehend the lady in red.
However, none of the three moved.
They didn’t know each other well, so why should they help intercept someone for him?
Whoosh!
The red-clad woman spurred her horse and darted past the trio.
It seemed that only then did she get a clear look at the attire of the three, a look of surprise in her eyes.
Yang Fei and the others also got a clear look at the woman’s appearance.
She indeed was a stunningly beautiful woman, with delicate features and skin like creamy jade, and her elegant poise while riding added to her charm, making any man take notice with admiration.
Yang Fei, having experienced women before, and with both Tong Yunshu and Qin Yanyang being top beauties of the highest tier, found the woman before him astonishing, but she was not enough to captivate his heart, so he looked away after a glance.
Yet it was the transition of his gaze towards the pursuing group, sweeping over Wang Lei’s face, that triggered a thought.
Wang Lei wore a look of surprise, and it lingered on the figure of the woman in red for quite some time.
Having known Wang Lei for many years, Yang Fei knew that although he was not one to shun females, he was also not particularly lecherous, so it wouldn’t be like him to be so distracted by a woman.
Most importantly, the look of astonishment in his eyes made Yang Fei feel as though he might recognize the red-clad woman.
In that moment of distraction, the bearded man had already caught up.
"Useless trash!"
The bearded man cursed angrily, and the horsewhip in his hand began to lash out directly at the three of them, clearly displeased with them.
He had announced the name of Giant Sword Manor, yet these three didn’t show the least bit of face, letting the female thief escape right before their eyes.
Utterly infuriating!
A fierce look flashed in Yang Fei’s eyes, just as he was to make a move, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
An intense blade intent suddenly erupted.
With a flash of the blade, Wang Lei had already made his move.
His strike was as swift as thunder, and the bearded strong man, who was arrogant about his identity and believed no one would dare to provoke Giant Sword Manor, was caught off guard.
By the time Wang Lei struck, the man, relying on his keen sense, sensed the danger too late to raise a defense. With a cry of alarm, he kicked his feet, propelling his body into the air, soaring into the sky.
"Pfft!"
The stallion let out a mournful neigh, its momentum carrying it forward. However, midway, it split in two.
Blood poured out like water from a bucket onto the middle of the road, dampening some of the dust.
To slice a horse in two, the speed and might of this blade were indeed formidable.
The bearded man, suspended in the air, looked down to see his beloved steed slain, feeling both shock and rage, and drew out a giant broadsword from behind, which was about one meter eighty in length and about twenty centimeters in width. He brought it down towards Wang Lei’s head with the force of thunder.
"Seeking death!"
A murderous look flashed in Wang Lei’s eyes. The ground beneath his feet cracked, and his body rocketed into the air like a missile, slashing furiously with his sword.
"Clang!"
Sparks flew as the steel sword collided with the giant sword, with a shockingly visible notch appearing on the latter.
The burly man with the twisted beard found his heavy sword unexpectedly blocked by Wang Lei’s single strike, and his robust body was also shockingly catapulted into the air, causing his expression to drastically change as he bellowed, "Damn, they’re tough! Kill them!"
Not a word was exchanged before they called for killing—this is the true Martial Arts World!
The seven or eight riders who were pursuing from behind had now rushed up close, seeing their leader engaged in combat, they didn’t hesitate at all and charged at Yang Fei and Xu Jian, the one in the lead, still on horseback, drew his broadsword and viciously hacked towards Yang Fei.
Yang Fei’s eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his telekinesis surged forth, his powerful spiritual power directly assaulted the man’s brain.
That man had not yet grasped Divine Thought, and utterly unprepared, was immediately stupefied, losing consciousness on the spot.
Yang Fei reached out and grabbed, remarkably grasping the edge of the broadsword with his bare palm, twisting and turning, the broadsword fell into his hands.
With a counter-sweep of his hand, the broadsword smashed brutally onto the man’s head, which burst open instantly; the body was flung off the horse.
To tell the story, it seems long, but in reality, from the moment Yang Fei made his move to when he killed the man, it took no more than two seconds.
The mental attack was instantaneous, and the disarming and counter-killing were concurrent with the mental assault; his movements were blindingly quick, resolving the combat in two seconds.
With a slight exertion of his palm, the broadsword dropped, and the handle fell into his hand.
Wielding the broadsword, which weighed around one hundred and fifty catties, Yang Fei found it extremely handy and serviceable; he brandished the broadsword and struck at another man.
"Pfft!"
That man had launched his attack slightly sooner, but before his sweep could fully connect, his body was cleaved into two by Yang Fei’s sword.
In comparison, Yang Fei was much too fast; the two were simply not on the same level.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!!!"
Yang Fei stood in the middle of the road wielding the sword; the seven experts from Giant Sword Manor collectively charged at him. Some leaped from their horses, slashing down with both hands while in mid-air, only to be bisected by a single stroke from Yang Fei.
They were no match for him in a single exchange.
Without the slightest hint of mercy, Yang Fei took the lives of these seven men in just a few breaths’ time.
Only the uncontrollably neighing horses continued to do so, some running wildly into the woods, some galloping along the official road, and some slowing down after losing their riders.
"Ding!"
With a loud clang, Wang Lei sent the burly, twisted-bearded man flying with a slash; after soaring over ten meters, he fell to the ground, kicking up dust aplenty, and barely managed to stand up by propping himself with his giant sword. When he turned his gaze back to Wang Lei and Yang Fei, his eyes were filled with shock, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before he struggled to speak, "Who... who are you to dare challenge Giant Sword Manor?"
"That’s it?"
Yang Fei, holding the broadsword, approached Wang Lei with a look of utter disinterest.
Wang Lei was speechless and could only grimace, saying, "These are just some small fries."
The burly man with the twisted beard was named Zhao Changgong, a skilled fighter in Giant Sword Manor, his combat prowess akin to the Unique Tier of the secular Martial World. Coupled with his status as a Giant Sword Manor disciple, such a man carried considerable repute in the Hidden Sects.
But today, he had never expected to encounter three such formidable youths.
Hearing Wang Lei refer to himself as a small fry, Zhao Changgong almost coughed up a mouthful of old blood.
A Hall Master of the Giant Sword Manor is now deemed a small fry?
Yet, as he observed the bodies of his subordinates scattered across the ground, fear and dread seized him once more. His gaze swept across the faces of Yang Fei and Wang Lei as he asked in a heavy tone, "Who... who exactly are you?"
Wang Lei replied with cold indifference, "You seem not to understand the situation. You’re a prisoner; you have no right to question us."
The burly man was at a loss for words, his eyes darting around, seemingly searching for a way to escape.
Dozens of meters away by the side of the official road, a red-clothed lady on horseback came to a halt in the distance. She had stopped after hearing the fight behind her, and after witnessing the bravery of Wang Lei and Yang Fei, she was stunned.
Intending to thank the two, she was concerned they might kill her to silence her as they had killed the people from Giant Sword Manor, so she kept her distance and did not approach.
After observing for a while and seeing them questioning the burly man, the red-clothed lady pondered for a moment, then, putting safety first, she spurred her horse and left.
In the midst of the scene, Yang Fei saw the red-clothed lady depart and couldn’t help but laugh towards Wang Lei, "Brother Lei, you play the hero to save the damsel, and yet she seems unappreciative, making a swift exit. How about I handle things here, and you catch up with her to reminisce a bit?"