They, a party of eight, had ambushed and slaughtered countless Grandmasters and even dared to confront the powerful Martial Artists of Qingyun.

However, Ye Chen was invincible, and anyone who faced him in combat either died or was severely injured. Almost instantly, they had lost two peak Grandmasters, and the ferocity Ye Chen exuded left many Grandmaster bandits trembling in fear.

Yet, when Ye Chen's killing intent burst forth, he never ceased his assault! He executed his movement technique, stepping with the Mysterious Step Skill, reaching a peak Grandmaster, gathering his strength, and then throwing a punch!

"What, how could this be possible!"

The Grandmaster struck by Ye Chen's punch suddenly showed a look of terror on his face.

Ye Chen's movement technique was unfathomable. He covered a distance of three to five meters in an instant, appearing as if he had teleported, emanating a ghostly and incomprehensible might!

"No!"

This was also a peak Grandmaster, but Ye Chen's punching force was like a landslide, and even though this man desperately defended, he was still shattered to pieces by a single punch from Ye Chen!

"Buzz!"

A sword thrust broke through the air, as another peak Grandmaster attacked, unleashing a fearsome sword strike aiming to seal Ye Chen's throat!

This sword strike was insidious and deadly, coming by surprise, making it nearly unavoidable.

However, Ye Chen did not dodge!

Ye Chen had a unique fighting style, which was simple, direct, and violent!

Especially when facing opponents weaker than him, Ye Chen's approach to combat was always violence, sheer violence!

Violence that destroyed everything!

As the devastating sword strike came, Ye Chen's aura erupted, his fingers struck out like a sword, aiming to counter the sword with his fingers!

Finger and sword clashed, Ye Chen's fingertips releasing a chilling energy, pausing the sword's edge momentarily, then his hands changed to fists, bursting forth like a mountain.

"Boom!"

Ye Chen's fist struck the blade, the Grandmaster wielding the sword received a thunderous blow, his mind thrown into disarray by the overwhelming force of the punch, and his longsword was broken!

"How could he be so powerful!"

The sword-bearing Grandmaster spat blood, looking at Ye Chen with overwhelming fear in his eyes.

The sword, found deep in a cave, was indestructible and could slice through iron like mud, truly a divine weapon!

Yet, this Divine Weapon was easily broken by Ye Chen, even injuring his internal organs, causing the Grandmaster to shudder with the thought of withdrawing!

However, Ye Chen charged forth violently, not giving him a chance to retreat, and slapped him on the chest. The Grandmaster's body shook, his eyes suddenly filled with blood, and he flew sideways, crashing through a large tree and then smashed to the ground, his life extinguished!

Ye Chen's aura was transcendent, domineering in all directions, embodying the grandeur of a ruthless monarch who ruled alone!

"We've hit a snag!"

"This man stands at the pinnacle of Qingyun, his cultivation reaching the summit, extraordinary and transcendent, slaughtering us as if we were merely chickens and dogs!"

"Don't be a fool, run!"

"Run!"

With a thunderous method, Ye Chen slaughtered four people, the rest were also wounded by his punching force, and all at the same time decided not to fight and retreated.

Ye Chen's fierce aura was boundless, reigning supreme, mercilessly killing four people, and these Grandmaster bandits finally understood they had provoked a killing god!

The remaining Grandmaster bandits scattered in all directions, fleeing for their lives, trying to spread out so that Ye Chen couldn't target them all, but they still underestimated Ye Chen's tactics.

"Ding!"

Ye Chen held a broken blade in his palm, inner strength surged in his hands, and he turned this broken blade into sharp fragments.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Ye Chen's hands blossomed like a lotus, employing a profound hidden weapon technique. The broken blade fragments in his hands transformed into streaks of cold light, attacking the escaping grandmaster bandits.

"Pfft!"

"Bang!"

The fleeing grandmaster bandits were all struck instantaneously, with some pierced through the chest by the fragments, while others had their heads smashed open.

By then, all eight grandmaster bandits had fallen!

"Huff!"

Ye Chen breathed deeply, calming the boiling blood within his body. His violent killing spree, which slaughtered eight people, had taken no more than ten breaths. Even though his strength was transcendent, such a high-frequency outburst had not come without a significant drain on him, considering six of the men were peak grandmasters!

"Why are you just standing there like a fool? Hurry up and search these men to see if they have any valuable items!" Ye Chen said to Fang Ruolan.

Ye Chen approached Fang Ruolan. The aloof saint looked bewildered, her state seemingly abnormal.

"You, you, don't come any closer!" Fang Ruolan said somewhat frantically.

As Ye Chen walked toward her, the saint resisted, her eyes also filled with fear.

"Uh!"

Ye Chen blinked, his face innocent. He didn't seem to have done anything outrageous to the saint, right?

"Too cold-blooded, too ruthless, too violent!" Fang Ruolan said.

Ye Chen's massacre of the grandmasters, in this battle where he dominated completely, was a unilateral slaughter to the extreme in cold-bloodedness, ruthlessness, and violence!

The scene of blood splashing and brains flying made Fang Ruolan's teeth chatter, and seeing Ye Chen gave her a fright!

"Saintess, it seemed like you asked me to kill them!" Ye Chen said. "Besides, these are just a bunch of ruthless bandits. If we don't kill them, they'll kill us, and they would kill even more people!"

"But, but you shouldn't be so cold-bloodedly brutal; you even exploded that guy's head!"

The voice of Fang Ruolan had a chill to it, the ferocity of Ye Chen's killings obviously having overwhelmed her.

"Brutal?" Ye Chen smiled.

"You're still laughing?" Fang Ruolan was somewhat exasperated.

Ye Chen's furious slaughter had become hard for Fang Ruolan to accept. As the Miaojiang saintess and a grandmaster-level martial artist, she had been shielded under her master's protection since childhood and rarely experienced such violent encounters. She found the bloody scenes particularly hard to accept.

"Fang Ruolan, do you think I am cruel?" Ye Chen had guessed the reason behind Fang Ruolan's distress.

"Extremely cruel!" Fang Ruolan continued to keep a distance from Ye Chen deliberately.

"Perhaps you haven't experienced real combat and don't know what 'survival of the fittest' truly means, not knowing that being merciful to an enemy is being cruel to yourself."

"But let me tell you, the world of martial artists is exactly about the survival of the fittest. If you are strong, you kill others; if you are weak, you get killed!" Ye Chen said earnestly, his expression very serious.

"This—"

Fang Ruolan knew Ye Chen was right, but she was horrified by such things.

"If today, I hadn't slaughtered them and instead had been captured by them, what would you do?" Ye Chen looked earnestly at Fang Ruolan. "These grandmaster bandits are cruel by nature. Coveting your beauty, if I couldn't defeat them, what would your fate be?"

"You wouldn't be able to kill them, you couldn't even take your own life, you would just be left at their mercy!"

"At that time, you would wish you were dead!" Ye Chen said, "So, don't be merciful to your enemies, or else you're being cruel to yourself!"

"Don't pity their tragic fate, because when your end is tragic, they won't pity you!"

Ye Chen's face was all seriousness, wanting to make this innocent saint understand some harsh truths—truths she needed to see through.

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