"I'll kill you, you little brat!"

The Eighth Silver Guard's single eye welled up with anger and ferocity; he hadn't expected to fall into this kid's hands in the first round of their confrontation.

"Come back!"

Flame Wolf commanded coldly.

"Boss Flame Wolf?"

Upon hearing this, the Eighth Silver Guard paused and turned to look at Flame Wolf.

"You're no match for him." Flame Wolf fixed Qin Yang with a cold stare.

"But..."

The Eighth Silver Guard's single eye showed a hint of unwillingness.

"Leave this kid to me; you take the others and capture the rest. Kill anyone who resists." Flame Wolf said coldly.

"Yes, Boss Flame Wolf."

The Eighth Silver Guard responded; he dared not disobey Flame Wolf's words, nor could he. He immediately turned his vicious gaze towards Lu Bingyao and the others.

"Come on, brothers, there are two beauties waiting for us ahead, what are we waiting for?" The Tenth Silver Guard shouted eagerly, a lustful gleam in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the Eleventh Silver Guard, Twelfth Silver Guard, Thirteenth Silver Guard, and others burst into laughter, advancing towards Lu Bingyao and her companions.

"You two protect Miss and Old Zhou."

Hong Ye's face changed as she instructed the two black-clad bodyguards beside her. Today's battle was unavoidable.

"Sister Hong Ye..."

Lu Bingyao bit her lip, knowing there was no time to dawdle. The priority was to find experts from the Cyan Wood Sect.

"Hehe, you can't get away."

The Tenth Silver Guard sneered. The five of them moved swiftly and surrounded Lu Bingyao and the others in no time.

Hong Ye sneered, bringing out a red curved saber in her hand and slashed at the Tenth Silver Guard.

"Let me try you, little ice princess."

The Tenth Silver Guard lunged in without hesitation, and the two quickly became entangled in a brawl. The other Eleventh Silver Guard, Twelfth Silver Guard, Thirteenth Silver Guard joined in, forming a four-on-one situation.

Hong Ye used her curved saber skill with precision and odd twists, but faced with the siege of four entry-level Ancient Martial Artists, she soon fell into a disadvantage.

The Eighth Silver Guard's single eye shimmered with cold light as he aimed his dagger at Lu Bingyao.

Qin Yang frowned slightly; Hong Ye should be at the peak of entry-level, but still struggled against four Silver Guards. Yet, the true surprise was the ice maiden, holding her own under the Eighth Silver Guard's fierce assault.

"Now is not the time to worry about others."

Flame Wolf showed a hint of viciousness in his gaze, clenching his right fist as a faint flame ignited, within which faintly appeared the shape of a wolf.

"Fire Wolf Heavy Fist."

Flame Wolf leaped up, a powerful punch aimed at Qin Yang's head.

Qin Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, spreading his palm to condense a small thunderball in his hand, arcs of electricity crackling on the surface.

"Palm Thunder!"

Bang!

A dull collision sounded as palm met fist. Qin Yang only staggered backward a step, while Flame Wolf stumbled several steps backward before regaining his balance.

Flame Wolf's face sank a bit, shaking his somewhat numb right arm. He found his right arm unable to muster much strength, and faint arcs of electricity still danced on its surface.

"Get out of here!"

Flame Wolf roared, his Inner Power surging to disperse the invading lightning from his arm.

"Small Wind Blade Technique!"

Qin Yang wasn't about to miss the opportunity; his hand clenched in the air, forming three azure wind blades that swift as lightning, aimed at Flame Wolf's throat, heart, and abdomen.

Flame Wolf was startled, retreated several steps back, pushing his palms forward, pouring out wild Inner Power, dissipating the three wind blades.

"This fellow's strength exceeded my expectations; short-term victory seems unrealistic. Ultimately, my Spiritual Power isn't quite full; continuous use of Level One Magic is fine, but casting several Level Two Spells is a bit of a strain."

Qin Yang muttered, pondering inwardly as his face darkened slightly.

Bang!

At that moment, Hong Ye took a heavy blow to her back under the combined attack of four Silver Guards, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Sister Hong Ye!"

Lu Bingyao's eyes reddened instantly.

"Miss, go quickly!"

Hong Ye shouted, her figure tumbling to a spot not far from Qin Yang.

"Guys, we need the little beauty alive."

The Tenth Silver Guard sneered, casting a lustful glance at Hong Ye, whom he'd kicked to the ground, before shifting his gaze to Zhou Yizhen.

"Tsk, tsk, this old man is treating Lu Qingmu, the old ghost, isn't he? Let me kill him first, and see who dares treat Lu Qingmu anymore."

Seeing the Tenth Silver Guard's gaze, Li Dayong's face turned deathly pale, trembling uncontrollably, a yellow foul liquid seeping from his pants.

"Hahaha... this guy truly is a coward; he hasn't even been attacked yet and he's already scared senseless." Laughed the Tenth Silver Guard heartily.

The rest of the Silver Guards also laughed with derisive amusement.

"Dayong, leave first."

Zhou Yizhen frowned, surprised at the way his student crumbled before danger.

"Y... yes..."

Li Dayong responded, feeling like he'd received a pardon, he scampered away into the redwood forest beside the mountain road.

"Tsk, old man, none of you will escape; you will die first, then that cowardly student of yours."

The Tenth Silver Guard shook his head with a grin, pulling out a dagger, easily handling the two black-clad bodyguards protecting Zhou Yizhen, before thrusting it towards Zhou Yizhen's heart.

Appearances changed, Qin Yang quickly bit his finger, drawing a blood-red circle on his palm, with a blood point within, and slammed it towards the Tenth Silver Guard from afar.

Whizz!

The blood point shot through the air like a streak of blood, swiftly embedding into the Tenth Silver Guard's body.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Qin Yang's hands quickly formed a strange Seal Technique, muttering a Spell softly from his lips.

"Imprisonment Skill, Drawing a Prison!"

Buzz!

Faintly, a blood-red pattern emerged from the Tenth Silver Guard's body, freezing the dagger aimed at Zhou Yizhen mid-air.

The Tenth Silver Guard abruptly went rigid, standing motionless, this eerie scene stunned everyone.

Qin Yang sprinted, scooping up Hong Ye who lay not far away.

"Huh..."

Hong Ye gasped softly, realizing she was now snugly pressed against Qin Yang, her ample chest also on his body.

Qin Yang moved like a cheetah, in a flash, appearing next to the Tenth Silver Guard.

"Little Ten, watch out!"

Flame Wolf shouted suddenly.

Under Flame Wolf's shout, the Tenth Silver Guard's eyelids twitched, seeming to regain control over his body.

"Too late!"

Qin Yang's expression turned icy as the Wind Blade, close at hand, shot violently towards the Tenth Silver Guard's neck.

Shhh!

Blood sprayed dramatically, a large head rolled to the ground, blood instantly staining the ground red.

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