Chapter 43: The Eight Great Masters (Seeking Book Recommendations)

  With a loud crash, it was as if a giant hammer had smashed into Yi Chu's heart! His eyes turned blood red as he stared at the spirit tablet that Wang Shaohai had crushed with one foot, his face twisted in extreme ferocity.

  As the junior master of a sect, Wang Shaohai had always been pampered and spoiled. When Yi Chu's face turned gloomy, seemingly about to flay him alive, he involuntarily shuddered and his whole body trembled.

  He's actually afraid! This thought suddenly appeared in Wang Shaohai's mind, making him feel a wave of annoyance. He, Wang Shaohai, had always been invincible, saying one thing and doing another, wanting the stars but no one daring to give him the moon. No matter where he went, he was always a respected figure, but now, he was actually intimidated by the aura of the person in front of him. This was absolutely unforgivable! He had to kill him, only by killing him could he maintain his dignity as Wang Da Gongzi!

  "Come on, kill him for me! You come up and kill him!" People kept rushing towards the room with a big hole, each holding shiny knives and swords.

  "Go to hell." Between the flashes of Yi Chu's icy eyes, these five words were coldly spat out from her mouth. These five words rang out loud and clear, and at the same time, Yi Chu's body charged towards Wang Shaohai like a mad dragon!

  The four women in front of Wang Shaohai were his father's personal maidservants, trained from a young age to protect him. Each of them had self-cultivated spiritual power of the fifth rank. Although they were intimidated by Yi Chuan's ferocious appearance, their training allowed them to resolutely draw their swords and charge at Yi Chuan!

  Four long swords, once again like a long rainbow, stabbed out. And just as their long swords stabbed out, Yi Chu had already rushed to the front of them. Faced with these sword-like points, Yi Chu let out a cold hum, and within his body, the true power circulated, his blood-red palms had already ruthlessly inserted into the heart and lungs of the two women blocking him!

  "Dang, dang, dang, dang", four long swords, in the moment they pierced into Yichu's body, emitted a loud clanging sound of metal hitting metal. In that same instant, two beautiful maidens were ruthlessly thrown out by Yichu!

  There wasn't a single maid who hadn't been frightened by Yichu, where had they seen such a ferocious person? They stared blankly as their companions were thrown out one after another. Just as they were at a loss for what to do, the corpses of two companions heavily fell on their heads!

  "Plop, plop." Two corpses that had been hiding the true power of Yi Chu burst forth in an instant, splashing out a stench of blood! Four young women in their prime, just blinked and were all killed by Yi Chu's hands!

  Although he was only slightly injured, Yi Chu instantly settled the four women with a single move. In fact, he had even more effortless moves to deal with these four women who were far inferior to him, but at this moment, his emotions were surging and all he had was a chest full of murderous intent.

  Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

  The army fought fiercely, exchanging blood for blood.

  At this moment, Yi Chu seemed to have returned to that brutal battlefield once again, back to the bloody and cruel war!

  Kill, with a murderous look on his face, Yi Chu stepped heavily towards Wang Shaohai, each step making Wang's heart tremble with fear. At this moment, he looked at the deaths of the four maids and was truly terrified, regretful, wondering why he had to get involved in the Taohuamen's pursuit, and even more so, why he had moved into this murderer's house!

  Unfortunately, there is no antidote for regret in this world. With a heart racing and trembling with fear, he shakily raised the long sword in his hand.

  "This old man swears to protect this place, who dares to harm my family's young master!" Along with a thunder-like angry shout, a sword shadow shot out like lightning towards the back of Yi Chu! In an instant, the sword shadow flashed and flew out three feet of cold light.

  Jian Mang, this three-foot-long sword is one of the most powerful ultimate skills in the martial arts world. Jian Mang, to cultivators, this sword is nothing special and can't even compare to flying swords. However, to ordinary people in the martial arts world, it's also a legendary existence.

  Capable of unsheathing a three-foot sword, Shen Wu Gui was at least an eighth-grade master. His long sword flashed towards the back of Yi Chu in an instant!

  Although his eyes were filled with bloodshot, Yi Chu's sense of danger was more sensitive than before! When he sensed the sword's attack, Yi Chu swung his palm, and his bright red hands moved even faster, fearlessly meeting the sword's edge head-on!

  "Clang, clang, clang", with a burst of metallic ringing sounds, Yi Chu and Shen Wu Gui's bodies simultaneously separated in mid-air. With a loud thud, Yi Chu landed on the ground, his hands now bearing fine sword scars, tiny droplets of blood trickling down from his hands.

  But Shen Wuji, on the other hand, seemed like a celestial being from beyond the heavens, effortlessly and elegantly descending upon Wang Shaohai, his blue long gown fluttering behind him, exuding an air of a sword immortal from the heavens.

  "Uncle Shen, he... he killed Xiaoling and the others, and now he wants to kill me too. This beast is too outrageous! Uncle Shen, please avenge Xiaoling and the others by killing him!" Just like a drowning person grasping at a straw, Wang Shaohai, overcome with fear, tightly grabbed onto Shen Wugui's hand and trembled as he spoke.

  His eyes were filled with resentment and hatred!

  Shen Wu Gui lightly patted Wang Shaohai's shoulder twice, then coldly glanced at Yi Chu before calmly saying: "Young man, I didn't know why Tai Hua Xian Men wanted to kill you, a mortal. Now I understand. You're so ruthless in taking lives, unforgivable. Now I'll represent all fellow practitioners and send this demon head on its way!"

  These words were spoken with such righteousness and impartiality, the applause that followed was instantaneous. Of course, most of these applause were just flattery towards Shen Wugui, after all, he was their idol.

  "What Shengong said is right, this little devil is a thoroughbred demon, killing him would be doing the world a favor!"

  ……

  Shen Wu Gui listened to these flattering words, and a faint smile appeared on his pale face. Although he couldn't cultivate immortality or become a deity, being revered as a saint among martial artists was also a wonderful thing. Once he killed that guy named Yi Chu, Shen Wu Gui believed his reputation would rise to new heights.

  "Haha, Demon Man, did you hear that clearly? Now, I, Shen Wu Gui, will grant you the privilege of taking your own life, out of mercy from above. It's better for you to end it quickly and avoid further suffering." Shen Wu Gui gave Yi Chu a cold glance, his demeanor like that of a martial arts overlord, his words deciding Yi Chu's fate.

  "Idiot!" The blood color in his eyes grew thicker, but the words that came out of Yi Chu's mouth were even colder between gritted teeth!