"What!" Yu Dahai was shocked. "My Yu family has hundreds of ancient martial arts practitioners, and we can't stop Li Changfeng? Are you talking nonsense? Or are you seeing things?"
"Everything I said is true. Li Changfeng is unstoppable. The Yu family compound is full of corpses. It's terrifying." The servant felt a chill run down his spine as he recalled the scene.
"Second Master, if I may say something I shouldn't, please take the young master and leave quickly."
"Is it really necessary? I don't believe Li Changfeng has such strength..." Yu Dahai suddenly remembered something and looked at Yu Wencheng.
"Son, there's no time to lose, you should go out the back door first."
"Ah Bin, take the young master and leave immediately."
Ah Bin was a little confused, not understanding why his second master had changed his mind so quickly. He had just been completely unconvinced, but now he wanted his son to leave first.
It all stemmed from the fact that Da Hai thought of what had happened at Fengyun Manor.
Many people witnessed the clash between Li Changfeng and the head of the manor that day, including Yu Dahai himself, and it ended in a draw.
Although they appear to be evenly matched, it is clear to anyone with discerning eyes that Li Changfeng has a clear advantage and is stronger in combat.
You must know that the Grand Master of Fengyun Manor is at the third level of the Innate Realm, an absolute powerhouse, standing out in Jinghai with almost no rivals.
Li Changfeng was far more ferocious than him; he came and wreaked havoc, and the Yu family simply couldn't withstand it.
"Father, what are you saying? I'm not leaving." Yu Wencheng shook his head and refused.
“Child, listen to me, don’t be stubborn.” Yu Dahai said, pulling out a book from under the mattress. It was the Seventy-Two Styles of Dragon Slaying Sword Technique.
"This is a martial arts manual I bought at the Fengyun Manor auction. I've read it twice, and it's indeed incomplete, with many words missing. But if I want to take revenge and rebuild my family, I have to master the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique."
“Our Yu family doesn’t have top-tier martial arts, nor do we have any senior masters. You’ll have to rely on yourself.”
"As the saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. A man must learn to be patient and never act rashly without being sure of his chances."
"If you really can't understand this sword technique, don't force it."
"It's not necessarily a bad thing to find a small place to live in seclusion for the rest of your life. To live out your life peacefully and steadily is also a blessing." Yu Dahai seemed to be making his final arrangements, repeatedly urging his children to use their last moments to teach them some principles and impart life experience.
"That's all I have to say, Ah Bin."
"Yes, Second Master," the servant replied.
"Take Wencheng with you. I'm entrusting him to you. Take good care of him."
It has a hint of entrusting one's son to another.
"Don't worry, Second Master." Ah Bin nodded emphatically, hoisted Yu Wencheng onto his shoulder, and walked out the door toward the back door.
"Ah Bin, let me go! My dad is still here."
Despite Yu Wencheng's struggles and slaps, Ah Bin ignored them and walked away silently.
Gradually, Li Changfeng stormed into the inner courtyard.
One man, one sword, arrogant and domineering, no one could rival him.
There's a saying: "Kill one person in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles."
Li Changfeng, on the other hand, killed ten people with a single step, a demon descending to earth.
The Heavenly Abyss Sword is like the Grim Reaper's scythe; with each swing, a soul enters the underworld to report to Yama, the King of Hell.
Li Changfeng's nickname is Bloodhand Yama, and the scene at this moment perfectly matches his name.
About half an hour later, the entire Yu family home was filled with the stench of blood, a pungent and nauseating smell. Limbs and severed bodies were scattered everywhere, and dead bodies lay side by side, their deaths horrific.
Including Old Master Yu, everyone had their heads chopped off by Li Changfeng's sword, their necks splattering like a fountain, filling the entire room.
He encountered a fatal calamity right after his birthday celebration; it was all for naught.
Only Yu Dahai, lying down, remained in the entire Yu family.
Li Changfeng stood before him, his eyes filled with disdain. "Where is Yu Wencheng? I want to know where he is?"
"I don't know. Do with me as you please." Yu Dahai closed his eyes, resigning himself to his fate.
One foot in heaven, one foot in hell. During the day, the Yu family was at its zenith, one of the five great families of Jinghai. But by night, the family was destroyed and its members perished overnight.
"Really?" Li Changfeng raised an eyebrow.
"Believe it or not, Wencheng is gone. I really don't know where he went." Yu Dahai resigned himself to his fate, saying he didn't care what anyone did or how things were handled.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sea let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Ah, my legs, my legs..."
Li Changfeng placed one hand on Yu Dahai's newly reattached legs, slowly applying pressure and gradually increasing the force.
"Snap, snap!"
"Please stop torturing me, if you have the guts, kill me."
"Li Changfeng, you bastard."
"oops……"
After much torment, Yu Dahai was finally sent off, dying with his eyes open, his death filled with unresolved grief and utter misery.
Li Changfeng naturally couldn't get any information out of Yu Dahai, since Yu Dahai hadn't explained where he was going, so how could he possibly know?
About ten minutes later, a raging fire broke out at the Yu family's house, burning fiercely with flames soaring into the sky, illuminating half of Jinghai City.
With this, the Yu family's story officially came to an end, and they withdrew from the grand stage of Jinghai.
At the same time, Li Changfeng sent a message to the bald man, instructing his men to keep an eye on Yu Wencheng's whereabouts and to notify him immediately if there was any news.
Taking in the bald guy back then did have some use; he could do a lot of things for him. He couldn't handle big things, but he could always manage small things.
On the surface, Li Changfeng appears harmless, with a good, sunny, and talkative personality. Apart from being a bit handsome, he is unremarkable. In reality, he is a ferocious beast who devours people without spitting out the bones and kills without mercy.
When his true colors are revealed, it means someone is going to be unlucky and die.
When I got home, I took a cold shower in the bathroom on the first floor to wash away the blood and gore.
He pushed open the bedroom door and lay down on the bed.
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