"Enough with the nonsense. Now that you're here, I'll take your head!" Na San Shao roared, stretching out his hands and rapidly spinning six finger blades between them.
He let out a strange cry and pounced forward like a cheetah.
The six fingertip blades in his hand flew out and transformed into several streams of light, swirling and attacking Ye Xingchen relentlessly.
At the same time, Na San Shao formed claws with both hands and frantically attacked Ye Xingchen.
This is Na Sanshao's true strength. Last time he was defeated by Ye Xingchen, he was indeed a bit too complacent. This guy's finger blade has reached a level of perfection, he can control the blade with his qi and hurt people invisibly.
Ye Xingchen took a step back and struck out with his palm. His moves were wide and powerful. Na Sanshao's finger blade was indeed powerful. If you were not careful, you would be pierced through several transparent holes.
These finger blades, shaped like willow leaves, are made of alloy. Although they weren't listed in the Divine Weapon Ranking, they were specially crafted for assassins. Combined with Na Sanshao's storm-like output, they were indeed capable of killing without leaving a trace.
The two exchanged nearly a hundred moves in an instant. Ye Xingchen pointed and flicked the blade between his fingers away, creating distance between them.
"Not bad, your strength has improved a lot in just a few days," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
“You’re not bad either. Although you look like you’re only at the Yellow Realm, your strength is actually not at the Yellow Realm.” Na San Shao tilted his head, his gaze fixed on Ye Xingchen like a cold, poisonous venomous snarl.
"Unfortunately, I don't have time to play with you anymore." Na San Shao revealed a cruel smile.
Suddenly, he pointed his right hand sharply at Ye Xingchen, and a copper hidden weapon shaped like a hat came flying towards Ye Xingchen.
There is no such large concealed weapon in the world, and this thing is the size of a hat and shaped like a birdcage.
Moreover, it was bound with iron chains and thrown with hidden force, and as it flew at high speed, six knives extended out from the surrounding area.
"The Blood Droplet?" Ye Xingchen's expression hardened. He swayed and dodged the attack.
Na San Shao retrieved the Blood Droplet, his feet bent forward, assuming an attack stance, the Blood Droplet spinning rapidly in his hand.
“Indeed, it is the Blood Droplet. You have quite a bit of knowledge.” Na San Shao sneered, “Today I will use the Blood Droplet to take your head.”
With a clear whistle, he flicked his right hand, and the iron chain flew out of his grasp. The blood-dripping dart emitted a piercing sound as it descended upon Ye Xingchen's head.
The Flying Guillotine was a unique concealed weapon used by the Qing Dynasty's secret service organization, the Sticky Pole Bureau, to decapitate people from a distance.
It was made of leather and contained several sharp knives. It was full of mechanisms, and once someone's head was covered by the flying guillotine, activating the mechanism could directly take their head.
"Alright, I've played with you for so long, it's time to end this." Ye Xingchen shook his head, looked up at the flying blood droplets, and raised two fingers of his right hand, slightly guiding them.
Several leaves flew out from the bonsai on one side. With the enhancement of Ye Xingchen's true energy, the leaves suddenly flashed and transformed into several green shadows.
*Thud...* The blood-dripping dart in mid-air vibrated violently before finally falling to the ground, its mechanism fully activated, clearly rendered useless.
The remaining two leaves rushed towards Na Sanshao. Na Sanshao leaped up, trying to dodge, but with two soft thuds, he groaned and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string.
With the enhancement of Ye Xingchen's true energy, the two leaves became like sharp knives, leaving a bloody gash on Na Sanshao's neck. His left shoulder bone was shattered, and he lay half-lying on the ground, seriously injured.
"To injure someone with a breath... to use a leaf as a weapon? That's impossible!" Na San Shao roared. "That's a power that only those at the Heavenly Realm can possess."
Ye Xingchen appeared to be at the Yellow Realm, barely qualifying as a third-rate martial artist. Although he knew Ye Xingchen was definitely more than that, he refused to believe that Ye Xingchen was actually at the Heaven Realm.
“Your intelligence is not up to the task of handling this level of problem.” Ye Xingchen stepped forward, and the thugs behind Na Sanshao instantly swarmed forward.
Ye Xingchen raised his right hand in the air and struck forward with a palm. Bang bang bang, the bodies of more than ten burly men blocking his way were instantly thrown to the ground.
A three-foot sword beam flashed, and Chi Xiao conjured a sword beam over ten feet long, hovering above Na San Shao's head.
"I don't want to kill anyone today, I just want to talk to your Third Young Master Na. If anyone dares to step forward, I don't mind cutting off their head and kicking it like a football."
Although Ye Xingchen's tone was calm, it was filled with murderous intent, instantly shocking everyone.
"Step back, everyone step back." Na San Shao struggled to sit up, looking at Chi Xiao hanging above his head with trepidation, his face turning deathly pale.
"Young Master Na, wasn't it you who had me trapped in the warehouse and then set it on fire?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
"Do you have any evidence?" Na San Shao swallowed hard.
"No, the person who did these things is the Butcher, the king of foreign mercenaries," Ye Xingchen said calmly. "But can you swear on your ancestor Nalan Qing that this matter has nothing to do with you?"
“You…” Na San Shao was furious. He dared not swear an oath. This man, who valued the honor of his ancestors so much, dared not swear an oath in the name of his ancestors. Moreover, he was the one who did this.
"I'm here today for no other reason than to give you three warnings. First, Ning Qingyan is my woman; anyone who touches her will die."
"Secondly, if you have any grudges, come at me, Ye Xingchen, alone. Don't involve the innocent, or you will die."
"Third..." Ye Xingchen stared at the Third Young Master: "I won't kill you today, but you must pay for what you did before."
"What do you want to do? I am Na Yuanwu. My ancestor, Nalan Qing, was a first-rank military official, commander of the Imperial Guard, and minister in charge of the Imperial Guard." Na the Third Young Master roared madly.
But Ye Xingchen reached out and grabbed his collar: "Wake up, the Qing Dynasty is long gone."
“I have three thousand Manchu bannermen in Northeast China, who control the underground forces there. My master, Hong Qihai, was already at the Heavenly Realm ten years ago, and now he’s at the Half-Step Heavenly Phenomenon Realm. You dare to touch me, just try it!” Na San Shao roared, not believing that Ye Xingchen would dare to do anything to him.
"Really? Then let your master come to Tianhai. I'll teach him a lesson." Ye Xingchen dragged Na Sanshao to the window and pushed his head out, leaving most of Na Sanshao's body hanging outside.
"Ah, let me go, Ye Xingchen, let me go!" Na San Shao screamed in terror, "We'll keep to ourselves from now on, I promise."
This is the sixth floor. An ordinary person would either die or be seriously injured if they fell down. Even if Na Sanshao is extremely strong, he would probably not be in good shape if he fell down.
"That's more like it. We should all keep things peaceful and make money together." Ye Xingchen pulled him back and straightened his collar. "Third Young Master, the most important thing is that from now on, don't even think about getting your hands on the Jade Slip Heavenly Book. Do you understand?"
Na San Shao was breathing heavily, and his gaze toward Ye Xingchen was full of resentment.
"Ye Xingchen, you dare to disrespect the Third Young Master, you will not have a good end."
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