Chapter 384: Chapter 384: A Sword Through the Chest (First Update)
East Yixiong gazed at the warriors his East family had painstakingly trained, being slaughtered by Lin Fei, laying in pools of blood, writhing, struggling, groaning…
His eyes burned with rage; his anger reached a peak, as if his fury were about to turn him to ashes.
He gripped the Samurai Sword tightly, his eyes bloodshot, filled with killing intent, and roared in anger: “Lin Fei, I will tear you to pieces!”
Swish.
East Yixiong’s figure moved with supreme swiftness, like a whirlwind of flying sand and rolling stones wherever he passed.
Killing intent!
A suffocatingly powerful aura of killing intent invisibly pressed toward Lin Fei.
At the window, the faces of Qin Zimo and the other three showed deep unease; they held their breath, their hearts racing!
Wang Yixin held her phone, continuously recording video.
Since the battle began between Lin Fei and the East Samurai, Wang Yixin had been recording the entire process.
Swish.
East Yixiong’s gaze was fierce as he swung a blade toward the center of Lin Fei’s forehead.
The blade light illuminated Lin Fei entirely.
The terrifying blade energy sliced strands of Lin Fei’s hair.
With a sizzling sound, Lin Fei’s shoulder clothes were also torn by the sharp blade energy.
This was the Samurai Sword in East Yixiong’s hands, which had not yet struck Lin Fei; the power of the blade energy—had it struck Lin Fei, it would have cut him into pieces!
On the windowsill, Qin Zimo’s eyes flashed with shock, and exclaimed, “This is Grandmaster-level strength!”
Grandmaster—a powerful existence whose martial strength surpasses that of a Master.
With Grandmaster-level strength, one could generally become a generation Grandmaster, establish a sect, and possess a transcendent status. Grandmasters are top-tier powers throughout South China.
Qin Zimo hadn’t expected East Yixiong to have terrifying Grandmaster-level strength.
Although she knew of Lin Fei’s strong martial prowess, against the Grandmaster-level East Yixiong, she was extremely worried.
The Samurai Sword slashed from East Yixiong, powered by Grandmaster Inner Qi, exuded lethal might, as if a bloodthirsty fiend aiming to annihilate Lin Fei.
Yet at that moment, Lin Fei, who had been standing before East Yixiong, flickered, disappearing in an instant.
Bang.
East Yixiong’s slash missed, the Grandmaster Inner Qi-powered bloodthirsty fiend striking the ground instead.
Sand and stone scattered, the ground cracked, a burst of blade energy unleashed, forming a turbulent wind.
East Yixiong’s clothes fluttered, his face twisted and devilish.
He never expected his strike to miss!
Wasn’t he at the first layer of Grandmaster strength, unable to slay Lin Fei?
What level of power did Lin Fei truly possess?
At that moment, he sensed someone suddenly behind him.
East Yixiong’s eyes reignited with killing intent: No doubt, this had to be Lin Fei behind him.
Thus, East Yixiong gripped the Samurai Sword with both hands, swinging it horizontally behind him.
However, as he turned around.
Swish, Lin Fei’s kick struck like lightning, hitting East Yixiong’s sword-wielding wrists.
In an instant, East Yixiong felt that Lin Fei’s flying kick was so powerful, it nearly shattered his wrist bones.
This caused East Yixiong’s Samurai Sword to fly into the air, glinting in the light, soaring up to the third floor of the factory rooftop.
After disarming East Yixiong, Lin Fei gave him no respite, turned and launched a series of lightning-fast kicks, striking East Yixiong’s chest.
East Yixiong was startled to see that Lin Fei’s foot, as it hit his chest, flickered with electric light, like the power of Thunder.
In the next moment, East Yixiong flew out as if hit by artillery.
As he was flung, he spat a mouthful of fresh blood.
Then, like a defeated rag doll, East Yixiong crashed into a pile of debris inside the factory, after a loud crash, silence ensued.
Lin Fei’s eyes focused intently on the pile of debris on the first floor.
That kick should have severely injured East Yixiong.
Lin Fei believed he was grievously wounded and certainly buried within that pile of debris.
He immediately leaped into the factory’s first floor.
Just as he was about to move the debris aside to find the seriously injured East Yixiong, Lin Fei’s peripheral vision caught sight of a transparent figure, seemingly a mirage, disappearing up the stairs.
Lin Fei suddenly realized: this is Eastern Ninja Art!
Lin Fei knew his senior sister could perform Eastern Ninja Arts, making her invisible and capable of stealth attacks or escape, often catching one completely off guard.
The transparent figure vanishing up the stairs was clearly East Yixiong using Ninja Art, and if Lin Fei didn’t have X-ray Vision, he would almost have missed it.
East Yixiong was using Ninja Art to go up to the second floor, hiding his presence.
Lin Fei thought to himself, this is bad!
Because he immediately realized that East Yixiong intended to harm Qin Zimo, Yuan Yuxi, and the others on the second floor.
Suddenly, a scream came from the second floor, Yuan Yuxi crying out: “Lin Fei, save me, save me…”
On hearing this, Lin Fei was anxious, swiftly darting up the stairs to the second floor, then flashing to the window. Qin Zimo lay injured on the floor, obviously hurt by East Yixiong.
Wang Yixin and Xiao Xiao looked panicked, seemingly not yet comprehending what had happened.
But Yuan Yuxi was nowhere in sight!
Clearly, she had been taken by East Yixiong.
Lin Fei immediately leapt out the window, landing on the ground covered with fallen, dead East warriors.
Looking around, Lin Fei suddenly sensed someone on the third floor rooftop.
Lin Fei’s gaze snapped to the factory rooftop, where he saw East Yixiong, cloaked in black, standing on the rooftop railing, holding Yuan Yuxi’s neck tightly in one hand.
Under the moonlight, East Yixiong’s masked face was exposed, hair disheveled, eyes sinister, lips bleeding, looking ruthless as a demon.
Yuan Yuxi looked pained, struggling to breathe as East Yixiong choked her.
Lin Fei hadn’t expected East Yixiong to capture Yuan Yuxi.
With Yuan Yuxi at his mercy, Lin Fei was reluctant to act rashly.
“East Yixiong, let her go!” Lin Fei shouted angrily up at East Yixiong on the rooftop.
East Yixiong laughed wildly: “Hahaha… let her go? Lin Fei, if you want me to release her, chop off your legs and hands first, or I’ll kill her!”
With that, East Yixiong’s expression turned fiercely cruel, squeezing Yuan Yuxi’s neck tighter, her face turning purplish, eyes wide with terror, making a garbled sound from her throat.
Lin Fei was frantic, shouting at East Yixiong: “East Yixiong, let her go! Let her go!”
“Didn’t you hear me? If you want me to release her, cut off your limbs now or I’ll make this woman die in front of you!” East Yixiong yelled maniacally.
Watching the severely distressed Yuan Yuxi, Lin Fei slowly raised the Samurai Sword in his hand.
Slash!
“Ah!~~~”
At that moment, the sound of a blade piercing flesh was followed by a chilling scream.
Lin Fei watched in disbelief as a Sharp Blade suddenly emerged from East Yixiong’s chest on the rooftop, piercing straight through him.
East Yixiong had been killed with one thrust from behind!