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Zhang Sen looked incredulously at his chest, a cool breeze blowing through the horrifying wound, and he could no longer feel any pain: "This..."
"I told you, even in death, you must accompany me to the grave!"
A cold voice entered Zhang Sen's ears, becoming increasingly faint until it completely vanished.
Xu Tai was also stunned by this scene, staring at his own hands with disbelief in his eyes.
Under the lethal strike of a Martial Master, Ye Tian not only survived but was also able to kill Zhang Sen, who was significantly stronger than him, with a single blow. This terrifying sight truly filled Xu Tai with dread.
"This person must be eliminated; he will surely become a future threat!" With this thought in mind, Xu Tai's eyes suddenly filled with intense killing intent, and the sharp fingers of his hand surged with Martial Origin Power once again.
In fact, thanks to the refinement from Jujutsu, Ye Tian's physical strength had already reached a level comparable to that of a Martial Master, which allowed him to withstand Xu Tai's ferocious attack just now.
However, even so, he still felt excruciating pain coursing through his body. After exerting all his strength to kill Zhang Sen, he was now completely exhausted.
"Heh heh, Ye Tian, you are indeed strong. If given the chance, you might become a regional overlord in the future," Xu Tai said coldly with a sneer as he slowly approached Ye Tian. He continued, "But I’m afraid this is where it ends for you!"
Struggling to force out a stubborn smile, Ye Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Xu Kun, Xu Ao, Zhang Sen—heh heh, I Ye Tian have no regrets!"
With the Second Son crippled and the Eldest Son killed, and now both his left and right arms dead at Ye Tian's hands, Xu Tai's eyes twitched violently. A dark expression crossed his face as he gritted his teeth in hatred: "Blood for blood! Today, I will use your head to honor Xiao Er!"
"Die!"
With a furious roar, Xu Tai's figure leaped into the air like a divine eagle. His fingers transformed into claws as they surged with raging Martial Origin Power towards Ye Tian.
"Mother, I'm coming to join you."
Knowing there was no chance of escape, Ye Tian slowly closed his eyes. However, he was not afraid; death is inevitable for everyone. Moreover, as he had just said regarding the Xu Family—he Ye Tian had no regrets!
"Stop!"
At the moment Ye Tian closed his eyes, a familiar voice suddenly thundered through the tavern hall, echoing like thunder, deafening!
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang...
That was the sound of the Nine Ring Broadsword clashing as it was swung.
"Uncle Leng?"
Ye Tian opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the burly figure of Cold Bo Stone, his face covered in a thick beard.
At this moment, he held a broad-backed Nine Ring Broadsword in his hand, and on the back of the blade, crimson gold was inlaid with a wild dragon. The dragon's spine was pierced by nine dark iron rings, producing a ringing sound as it was wielded.
Whoosh!
A fierce and chilling blade wind slashed out, carving a deep gash into the ground.
"Cold Bo Stone?!"
Xu Tai turned in shock to look at the suddenly appearing giant man, his brow furrowing tightly.
He did not dare to underestimate Cold Bo Stone, who was also a Martial Mastery, nor the immense Blade Qi that could instantly collapse this tavern.
"Divine Eagle Style!"
The claw shadows shifted, and in an instant, a spirit eagle made of martial energy materialized. As its massive wings flapped, an equally powerful Martial Origin Power erupted forth to meet the Blade Qi head-on.
Boom!
As the two powers collided, an explosion roared through the sky. The overwhelming force surged outward violently. In that moment, Ye Tian could even clearly feel the entire three-story tavern shaking violently as if it were about to collapse at any second!
Creak... Creak...
Sure enough, after a few crisp sounds, tiles and broken wood began to fall from the beams above.
Creak!
With another loud crash, after a brief pause, the thickest beam in the middle finally snapped, and the entire tavern collapsed inward with a thunderous roar!
For some reason, in this situation, Ye Tian felt no panic at all; he didn't even have the thought of retreating. Instead, his gaze was fervently fixed on the scene before him.
There, Cold Bo Stone and Xu Tai were still locked in their fierce battle. The sudden crashing of the massive timber seemed to have no effect on them. At that moment, both of them were enveloped in a layer of dazzling Martial Origin Power, which appeared to be indestructible.
"Martial Mastery, if I could reach that level too, would I be able to kill Wang Weiyang and avenge my mother?"
He thought this to himself, completely oblivious to the enormous beam hurtling toward him.
"Xiao Tian!"
A startled shout suddenly rang in his ears, bringing with it a familiar sense of calmness.
His body felt light as he was pulled several feet away.
"Xiao Tian, are you okay?!" The person who came was Cold Boyuan. Seeing Ye Tian's dazed state just moments ago, he furrowed his brow in deep concern.
Hearing the voice, Ye Tian turned to look and realized he had been saved by Cold Boyuan. He finally snapped back to reality and said, "Uncle Leng..."
"Don't talk now; this place is about to collapse. Let me get you out of here."
With that, Cold Boyuan's figure flashed as he swiftly moved toward the exit.
Boom!
Just as he had just left the tavern, dust flew and debris shot out, causing the entire building to collapse with a loud crash!
"Master, are you all right?"
"What about Old Man Shi? Is he still inside?"
As Cold Boyuan appeared safely on the street, the members of the Cold Family who had been waiting rushed forward, anxiously asking questions.
"Don't worry, with Big Brother's strength, he will be fine," Cold Boyuan said calmly, his gaze fixed on the ruins.
He let out a light breath; although he had escaped, if they had delayed even a moment longer, he and Ye Tian would have likely been buried alive beneath the rubble.
The three-story tavern weighed at least over a hundred thousand pounds. Even for powerful Martial Masters like them, being buried alive would be nearly impossible to survive.
Bang!
Suddenly, a loud noise came from another beam, and then two figures appeared before everyone, entangled in battle.
It turned out that Cold Bo Stone and Xu Tai had also managed to escape just as the tavern was collapsing.
"Phew..."
The members of the Cold Family finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Cold Bo Stone was unharmed.
Thud.
Just as everyone relaxed about Cold Bo Stone's safety, Ye Tian suddenly felt darkness before his eyes and collapsed to the ground.
The continuous intense battles had already exhausted Ye Tian. Coupled with Xu Tai's powerful strike, once he saw that the situation was under the control of the Cold Family, his tense nerves finally relaxed. Overwhelming fatigue washed over him, and he could no longer hold on; he fainted.
"Young Master Ye!"
Seeing this, the members of the Cold Family rushed over, all wearing worried expressions. Ever since Ye Tian joined the Cold Family, his various contributions had earned him the respect of everyone, making him an indispensable part of the family.
"Don't worry, everyone," Cold Boyuan reassured them, but a hint of fierceness suddenly surged in his expression as he instructed, "Have you seen the Withered Heart Ghost?"
The crowd exchanged glances and shook their heads in denial.
"Go find him! We cannot let him escape! He harmed Xiaoshuang, and I will make him pay dearly for it!"
His voice was resolute; Cold Boyuan could not let the culprit who nearly killed Cold Frost go unpunished.
"Understood!"
Anger filled the faces of the crowd. Second Miss Cold Frost was kind-hearted and treated her subordinates well, so upon hearing the news of her injury, they all wished they could tear the murderer apart.
"You may go." As the pillar of the Cold Family, Cold Boyuan managed to suppress his overwhelming hatred at this critical moment.
The group looked at their family head with concern, hesitated for a moment, and then left.
Even though Cold Boyuan's tone sounded calm, they could still see the pain in his eyes.
After a while, everyone had departed.
Once they were gone, Cold Boyuan helped Ye Tian sit up and then slowly summoned a gentle golden light in his palm. He sat behind Ye Tian and gently pressed his palms against Ye Tian's back.
Hiss...
As the golden light touched Ye Tian's body, it crackled like electricity, producing a hissing sound. A faint golden glow gradually enveloped Ye Tian's entire body.
Ye Tian's brows furrowed slightly as a wisp of white vapor rose from his head.
His tired eyes slowly opened. The numbing sensation that had made him feel faint had significantly diminished, but as he tried to move, he still felt an overwhelming weakness throughout his body. His internal organs also ached intensely.
“Uncle Leng...”
Ye Tian gently called out, feeling the powerful Martial Origin Power behind him was emanating from Cold Boyuan.
“Xiao Tian, don’t speak. Your meridians and heart veins have all suffered varying degrees of damage; your injuries are quite severe,” Cold Boyuan said softly, as the gentle Martial Origin Power entered Ye Tian's body, nourishing his internal injuries.
“Uncle Leng, I killed Zhang Sen...” Although he had been unconscious earlier, Ye Tian still faintly heard their conversation.
With a tight frown, Cold Boyuan's hand, which was channeling energy, paused for a moment in shock, thinking, “No wonder I didn’t see Zhang Sen; it turns out he has already been slain by Xiao Tian!”
“Xiao Tian, are you serious?” Cold Bo Stone asked reflexively, not out of distrust but as a conditioned response.
Cold Boyuan had once faced off against Withered Heart Ghost Zhang Sen. Although he had ultimately crippled the latter, that former Martial Master, at the very least, should possess the strength of an Eighth-Dan Warrior! Moreover, according to intelligence reports, he had over thirty capable fighters with him. Given this situation, it was indeed hard to believe that Ye Tian could kill Zhang Sen.
“Um...” Ye Tian nodded with difficulty, a faint smile appearing on his lips as he said, “Uncle Leng, I will not allow anyone to harm Xiaoshuang...”
After saying this, Ye Tian's eyelids grew heavy again, and he fainted once more.
A wave of emotion surged through Cold Boyuan, and his gaze toward Ye Tian was filled with comfort.
“Master, we still haven’t found Zhang Sen!” The guards returned to Cold Boyuan, their faces filled with anger and frustration.
Slowly shaking his head, Cold Boyuan cast a fiery glance at the unconscious Ye Tian, telling everyone, “There’s no need to search anymore; our genius has already killed him.”
“What!”
“Young Master Ye, he...”
Shock instantly flooded everyone’s hearts as numerous incredulous gazes turned toward Ye Tian.
“Master, this is impossible... With Xu Tai present, how could Young Master Ye...” Finally, someone voiced their doubts; after all, this was beyond ordinary imagination.
Killing someone of at least equal standing right under the nose of a Martial Master is indeed a shocking event.
"Heh heh, if Xu Tai weren't present, I believe that with Zhang Sen's abilities, he wouldn't even be able to harm Xiao Tian in the slightest!"
When Cold Boyuan said this, everyone felt a jolt, looking at the still unconscious young man, their hearts filled with shock: "Could it be that his strength has reached a crushing level among those of the same rank?"
"Alright, you all will escort Xiao Tian back with my elder brother later," Cold Bo Stone's voice interrupted everyone's astonishment. His gaze shot out a glimmer of brilliance, directed at Xu Tai, who was currently engaged in battle with Cold Bo Stone.
"Head of the family, what about you?"
Before they could finish their question, Cold Bo Stone had already shot out like an arrow. At the same time, a powerful and fierce voice echoed through the night.
"Xu Tai, today is your day of death!"
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