Zhao Tie slapped the man so hard that some of his teeth already fell out of his mouth, with blood starting to drip...
Then with another grab he broke the dantian, easily... now the assassin is completely crippled...
Qingfeng watching everything with interest, "How cool! He is really handsome while fighting against the enemies..."
Fatty placed his palm over his face, and murmured, "This fanatic fanboy...!"
Zhao Tie threw the broken assassin to the ground like trash. He looked up at the rooftops, at the dozens of hidden Xie Family auras now appearing.
He drew his blade fully for the first time that day. The blade cried beautifully...
"Come down," he said coldly. "All of you. If you want him, you go through me first."
And behind him, Qingfeng, completely missing the danger, took out his candied bunny again and took another happy bite, mumbling, "Young master will protect me anyway."
Zhao Tie heard it. His killing intent spiked even higher — not just from anger, but from that stupid, warm feeling in his chest. From the trust that Qingfeng showed to him...
Zhao Tie stood in the middle of the street, his blade shining.
On the roofs above, more men in black clothes appeared. Ten... twenty... thirty. All of them were assassins from the Xie Family. Their eyes were cold. Their weapons were out.
The people on the street screamed and ran away. Shops closed their doors and windows. Only the candy smell stayed in the air....mixed with pure bloodlust , emitting from Zhao tie.
The fatty grabbed Qingfeng's arm. "We should run! That's too many!"
Qingfeng shook his head, still holding his candy. "No. Young master is here."
Zhao Tie heard that. His hand on his blade tightened.
The lead assassin jumped down. He was old, with a scar on his face. His power was strong . He is at Galaxy Grandmaster Level 8.
"Boy," the old assassin said, "give us the pretty one. The Patriarch wants him. You can die fast if you listen..."
Zhao Tie did not answer. He just looked at the man like he was already dead.
The old assassin got angry. "Kill him!"
All the assassins moved at once. Knives flew everywhere . Swords flashed with brilliant lights. They came all together from the front, the back, and the roofs.
Qingfeng's eyes went wide. "Young master, careful!"
Zhao Tie moved.
He was too fast. His blade made a silver circle around him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Three knives broke. Two swords snapped into pieces. One assassin tried to stab his back ... Zhao Tie turned and kicked him in the chest. The man flew into a wall.
Another assassin came close to Qingfeng. Zhao Tie's eyes turned red with anger.
"Don't touch him."
He threw his blade. It flew like light and cut through three assassins in one line. Then it came back to his hand, as clean as butter.
The fatty's mouth was open. "He... he didn't even move his feet!"
Qingfeng clapped his hands, candy in his mouth. "Wow! Young master is the best!"
More assassins came towards him. Zhao Tie was not scared. He was mad, very very mad. Because they tried to hurt Qingfeng while he was eating...
He punched one assassin so hard his jawbone broke. He broke another one's leg with his sheath. He cut the swords, not the people at first. He wanted them to feel fear...
The old lead assassin was shocked. "How is a Galaxy Master this strong?!"
" Which....which forces you are from ? "
Zhao Tie pointed his blade at him. "You're not qualified enough to know about my sect ! "
He rushed forward. The old assassin tried to block. Zhao Tie's blade hit his sword...
crack !
The sword broke in half.
Zhao Tie then hit the man's dantian with his palm. Just one light tap.
The old assassin's face turned white. His power was gone. He fell to his knees. "My... my cultivation..."
Zhao Tie stepped over him. He looked at the last ten assassins still on the roofs. They were shaking now.
"Go back," Zhao Tie said in a cold voice. "Tell your Xie family head ! if he wants Qingfeng, he should come himself. If he sends another ant , then I'll go there myself to destroy your whole sect..."
The assassins ran away fast, carrying their broken leader.
The street was quiet again.
Zhao Tie put his blade back. He turned around.
Qingfeng was right there, looking up at him with big, bright eyes. His candied bunny was half-finished.
"Young master," Qingfeng said softly, "you were so cool."
Zhao Tie's cold face broke for a second. His ears turned red again. He reached out and wiped a little sugar from Qingfeng's lip with his thumb.
"Eat slowly," he said quietly. "You'll choke."
The fatty watched from the side and whispered to himself,
"He just beat thirty assassins from xie family... and now he's worried about candy on his face? This man is hopeless."
" Can't that idiot see through this man, that his young master has already fallen head over heels for him..."
Above them, far away, Elder Mo was finally walking toward the street, his old eyes narrowed. He had seen everything just now...
The street was still quiet after the assassins ran away, when the air suddenly turned heavy.
Step... step...
An old man walked in, his back bent like a shrimp. Every step made the stone floor crack. It was Elder Mo.
Zhao Tie's eyes narrowed. He felt it instantly, the power emanating from this old man was different from those ants...it is a real powerhouse.
He needed to get serious for the first time.
He pushed Qingfeng gently behind him. "Stay back."
Qingfeng clutched his candy, nodding quickly. The fatty already hid behind a stall, only his head poking out.
Elder Mo looked at the broken assassins on the ground, then at Zhao Tie. He smiled coldly.
"Good blade technique. And most surprisingly, you have really good talent. But it's a pity you have to die today...."
His aura exploded , Galaxy King Level 4.
The whole street shook. The lanterns burst. The fatty fell on his butt..looked at the old man in horror.
Zhao Tie was only at Galaxy Master. Elder Mo was three whole big realms above him.
Zhao Tie took a deep breath. He gripped his blade with both hands...and without wasting any time, immediately attacked...
"Eternal Divine Technique — First Form!"
"Thousand Slashes by a Single Blade!"
He swung once but a thousand silver lights flew out. The air screamed.... The slashes covered the sky and rained down on Elder Mo.
Elder Mo waved his sleeve.
Boom!
All thousand slashes shattered.
Zhao Tie didn't stop. He learned the second move long ago, he didn't used it until now...he gritted his teeth,
"Second Form — Blade of Heaven!"
The sky above the Floating Pagoda tore open. A huge blade, as big as a mountain, appeared from the void and came down to this world from an unknown place. It was white, holy, and it made the clouds parted to make a path for it...
The fatty's eyes almost popped out. "What... what kind of skill is that?!"
Qingfeng forgot to eat his candy. "Young master..."
Even Elder Mo felt fear for the first time in many years. He raised both hands to block that huge blade...
BOOOOM!
The Heaven Blade hit him. The street broke into a giant crater. Dust covered everything.
When the dust cleared, Elder Mo was still standing. But blood dripped from his right hand, the hand he used to block the blade. A small cut was visible in it, it was bleeding...
He looked at his own blood, shocked. "A Galaxy Master... injured me?"
His face turned ugly. "If this young man grows up even a few more realms, I won't be able to fight him..."
Killing intent filled his old eyes. "Today, you must die."
He raised his palm to kill Zhao Tie. And slapped towards him , the huge palm fell down towards him ....
The surroundings froze.....Zhao tie was locked by the palm....he gritted his teeth and pushed qingfeng towards fatty,
Fatty caught him and then...
Boom !
Qingfeng shouted , tears fell from his eyes..." Young master ! "
Fatty also shake his head in worry, " you can't die ! Young master if you die who'll save your little fanboy..."
At this moment the dust settled...
Zhao Tie standing alone , blood was dripping from his mouth. But still he smiled. He was breathing hard, his robe torn, but his eyes were calm.
He looked at qingfeng and nodded...qingfeng sighed in relief , but still worried about his young master....
Zhaot Tie looked back at the old man whonwas dumbfounded now. Even after recieving a full force of his attack, Zhao tie is still okay ? How could it be ...
"Okay! I can't kill you normally... now that you guys pushed me this hard... don't blame me for the consequences you're going to face..."
He reached into his space ring and took out a single yellow paper. It was old, simple, with a small sword drawing on it.
A Tier 1 talisman — Talisman of Myriad Blades.
He had never used these talismans before. He had many of them inside his space pouch. His senior brother Huai gave them to him every month. Even nowadays, he felt like their space rings filled themselves up every month with countless treasures.
He once asked Huai, and Huai just smiled and said, "It's my doing. I send them directly to your rings through a special technique. So that you don't need to worry about your resources when you're outside of the sect..."
But no one knew it was actually the System, that sent them to every disciple and member of the Eternal Sect.
Elder Mo looked coldly at Zhao Tie then sneered. "A paper talisman? You think..."
Zhao Tie activated it.
Buzz!
The yellow paper burned in gold fire and then the sky changed.
Above the Floating Pagoda, tens of thousands of blades appeared out of thin air....