The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 261 Instantly Kills the Bone-Eating Clan, Shocking the Alien Race

At the market dock, creatures of all races stopped and looked up at the confrontation in the void.

They had all heard that the Bone-Eating Clan and the Human Clan had recently had a very unpleasant falling out, with the Bone-Eating Clan frequently targeting the Human Clan. Apparently, it was because a Human youth killed a member of the Bone-Eating Clan at the initial stage of cultivation.

"I heard that human was forced into the depths of the void, but I didn't expect him to still be alive. He does have some skill," a scaly alien said in a low voice.

"Heh, what makes a mere ant in the initial stage of cultivation think it can survive in the depths of the void?" The alien with horns on its head sneered, a mocking look flashing in its eyes: "It must have been hidden away by the old geezers of the human race. It probably couldn't stay cooped up in its nest any longer, and as soon as it showed its face, it was caught by the Bone-Eating Clan."

"Tsk tsk tsk, wouldn't it have been better to just cower in a huddle? Now they're definitely doomed." Another alien creature, its body wrapped in vines, gloated.

The various alien races chattered amongst themselves, looking on with amusement, and practically sentenced Qin Ye to death.

In a corner of the crowd, Lu Jin looked at the figures trapped in the void, his expression somewhat solemn.

He spoke to a man dressed in plain clothes beside him:

"Master, it was Qin Ye. He killed that guy who tried to scam us. The Bone-Eating Clan has no intention of letting him go."

Zuo Ruotong nodded slightly, her body enveloped in a faint, ethereal aura of white energy.

"In the end, this matter was caused by me, and I can't just stand by and do nothing."

As he spoke, the white aura around him suddenly brightened, his clothes fluttered without wind, and he was about to leap into the void.

But it was stopped by the wide sleeve of a Taoist robe that suddenly reached out from the side.

Zhang Zhiwei's calm voice rang out: "Senior Zuo, no rush."

As he spoke, he turned to Lu Jin, his gaze sharp: "Brother Lu, do you remember what Senior Qiu said before? He told you to notify Qin Ye immediately after you met her."

"Oh right!" Lu Jin suddenly slapped his forehead, immediately forming a sword shape with his fingers, and a bright blue light emanated from his fingertips.

As he moved swiftly, a talisman gleaming with blue light took shape in the air. As the runes flowed, they emitted bursts of spiritual energy, and in an instant, they turned into a glimmer of light and disappeared.

The very next second after the talisman disappeared, two streaks of light emerged from the market, causing ripples in the air wherever they passed.

In the blink of an eye, they were already in front of each other.

Leading the group was Qiu Tingnan, who had once saved Qin Ye. She still had her neat short hair, which remained motionless in the wind.

Her tall figure stood ramrod straight, her sharp eyes sweeping over the members of the Bone-Eating Clan, finally landing on Qin Ye, where she gave a barely perceptible nod.

Beside her stood a man with white hair and a youthful face, his hands behind his back. Although he looked young, his deep eyes revealed the wisdom of time.

The dragon-patterned spear more than two meters long behind him was particularly eye-catching. The silver dragon coiled on the spear was lifelike, its scales gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and the tip of the spear emitted a deep, cold light, as if it could tear through the void at any moment.

Zha Hui sneered when he saw the two of them: "Ye Mo, Qiu Tingnan. Hmph, you came quickly. It seems you're determined to protect this kid?"

His tone was full of confidence, a stark contrast to the caution he displayed when facing Qiu Tingnan alone in the depths of the void.

The white-haired man, known as Ye Mo, ignored the other's words. He narrowed his eyes, looking at Qin Ye with interest, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He had heard Lu Jin talk about this junior more than once, praising his abilities and courage to an almost unbelievable degree. Even Qiu Tingnan, who was always arrogant, had high praise for this young man.

It made him quite curious.

Upon seeing him today, Ye Mo subtly touched his handsome face. The first thing he could tell was that this kid wasn't as handsome as he had been in his youth.

He certainly had some spirit; even surrounded by a group of powerful members of the Bone-Eating Clan, he remained calm and composed, showing some of the demeanor he had in his youth.

I just don't know how good this skill is, or if it's really as innate as Qiu Tingnan said.

If it's just a pretty face, then there's no need to protect it.

Ye Mo withdrew his gaze, casually glancing over the Bone-Eating Clan members, and chuckled, "I say, Zha Hui, is it really necessary to make such a big fuss to deal with a mere beginner?"

As he spoke, he patted the dragon-patterned spear on his back, the spear emitting a crisp metallic clang.

"How about this, I'll offer a prize. Haven't you always been eyeing the Source Ingots I use to forge the Panlong? You choose someone to fight that brat. If he dies, I'll give you one. If he wins by chance, your business is settled, and I'll still give you one. How about that?"

At this point, he deliberately winked: "Of course, they have to be below the Transformation Realm, and you're not allowed to bully anyone, okay?"

Upon hearing these words, a glint of light flashed in Zha Hui's eyes, and his well-defined fingers unconsciously rubbed together, clearly indicating that he was tempted.

The allure of the Source Ingot is indeed considerable; it is a top-grade material for forging divine weapons, and for the Bone-Eating Clan, it is an even greater treasure, used to enhance the strength of their physique and bones.

But when he thought of his nephew's tragic death and the strange methods of that human boy, he silently suppressed the urge to nod.

If someone at the Transcendent Realm is allowed to participate, that would be fine, but I'm afraid no one in the initial Realm of the clan would be a match for that human brat.

Zha Hui sneered, "Hmph, don't give me that crap. He killed my nephew, and he's going to die today. Nobody can save him, I said it!"

Ye Mo spread his hands exaggeratedly, making a helpless expression: "Sigh, aren't you putting me in a difficult position? With Xiao Qiuqiu and me against you, aren't you just waiting to get beaten up? Why bother?"

Hearing this guy call him "Little Qiu Qiu" again, Qiu Tingnan's face darkened: "Ye Mo, why are you wasting your breath talking to him?"

Her sharp gaze pierced Zha Hui like a knife, each word resounding with conviction:

“Zaka died on the fighting stage, and he was the one who initiated the challenge. Qin Ye’s actions all conformed to the rules of the market. What right do you have to surround and kill him? Even if the matter escalates to the Chamber of Commerce, we are not afraid. We are determined to take this man down today.”

During this period, the human race has suffered a lot from the targeting of the Bone-Eating Clan. Although the other party does not dare to be too blatant due to the rules of the market, the human race is still having a very difficult time.

She already had a pent-up anger inside, and today she was no longer willing to hold back.

Ye Mo shook his head secretly.

He knew that Qiu Tingnan was a good woman in every way, except that she was too stubborn.

If the rules were truly effective, the human race wouldn't have been so constrained for so many years.

Ultimately, so-called rules are nothing more than shackles imposed on the weak by the strong.

However, given the current situation, he naturally wouldn't undermine his own people.

He slowly unfastened the Panlong Spear from behind his back, held it with one hand, and pointed the tip diagonally at the ground. His seemingly casual posture already revealed his stance.

Zha Hui's dark yellow eyes slowly swept over Qiu Tingnan and Ye Mo, his gaze filled with undisguised contempt and mockery.

"Why should I?" He scoffed, a corrosive aura emanating from his words: "Tch! I think it's time to wake you all up today."

The moment he finished speaking, two pitch-black spatial rifts suddenly tore open, and a powerful aura surged out like a tide.

As the crack closed, two figures covered in bone armor stood in the void. Their withered white bone armor was covered with dark red patterns, as if it had been soaked in blood. The aura emanating from their bodies was no less than that of the Zha Hui.

Upon seeing these two, Qiu Tingnan and Ye Mo's expressions visibly changed.

I originally thought that the two of them, both at the Transcendent Realm, were one against Zha Hui, and that even if they couldn't kill each other, they could at least win this battle.

Unexpectedly, the Bone-Eating Clan dispatched two more experts at the Transcendent Realm, instantly reversing the situation.

The various ethnic groups watching below were also in an uproar.

Why would it be necessary to use three experts at the Transcendent Realm to deal with a mere beginner human?
Zha Hui watched with satisfaction as the two men's expressions suddenly changed, a sinister smile twisting his lips.

"I told you, no one can save him today. I'm going to take him back to the clan and slowly refine all the bones in his body!" A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and it seemed that he didn't intend to let even the two people in front of him go easily.

Seeing this, Qin Ye, who was in the center of the encirclement, finally slowly raised his head, a half-smile curving his lips.

He calmly uttered his first words upon returning to the market:

"I appreciate your help, but you'd better step aside so you don't get splattered with blood later."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Tingnan assumed that Qin Ye had given up and was preparing to die, and immediately shouted angrily, "Shut your mouth! It hasn't come to that yet, so why are you saying such discouraging things!"

“Yes, Qin boy.” Lu Jin’s voice came from below.

He arrived with the Old Celestial Master and Zuo Ruotong, the three of them standing in the void, their robes fluttering in the air currents.

Lu Jin raised his head, his eyes burning with fury: "The Bone-Eating Clan is going too far! If others won't help you, I, Lu Jin, will! You saved Linglong, and although you said you don't need to repay this favor, you're asking me to be a coward now? I, Lu Jin, absolutely cannot do that!"

The old master and Zuo Ruotong stood behind him, their attitudes clear even though they didn't speak.

The three stood upright like pine trees, showing no intention of backing down even when facing a Transcendent Realm expert. This camaraderie was especially precious in the current state of humankind, where everyone was in danger.

Their thinking was simple: since they came from the same place, they should naturally help each other, even if it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, as long as they stayed true to their principles.

To be honest, Qin Ye found this scene both funny and heartwarming.

At this moment, their side clearly had no advantage whatsoever; a fight would result in either death or serious injury. However, even knowing this, Lu Jin and the others still dared to stand up for themselves.

Regardless of the reason, he couldn't refuse this kindness.

This guy really considers himself a fellow townsman.

Qin Ye suddenly laughed out loud, shook his head at the group, and said in a tone that was both helpless and teasing:

"Don't bother coming up there. You're so weak, are you just here to die? Just watch the show."

Although these words were spoken bluntly, anyone with discerning eyes could hear the intention to protect them; it was clear that the speaker did not want these three to be involved in this inevitable battle.

"Ha!" Zha Hui let out a harsh laugh: "You do have some self-awareness, but there's no need to persuade you anymore. No one can help you today."

He glanced at Lu Jin and the other two with disdain, as if he were looking at a few insignificant ants.

He could crush a mere beginner with one hand.

After a long struggle, the last shred of patience in Zahui's eyes finally ran out, and he immediately growled:

"Do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ribs of the Bone-Eating Clan members surrounding Qin Ye suddenly glowed with a ghastly green light, as if dozens of will-o'-the-wisps had been lit at the same time.

They sprang up, their bone claws flashing with eerie light, and swarmed forward.

Qiu Tingnan and Ye Mo wanted to provide assistance, but were blocked by two Transcendent Realm experts from the Bone-Eating Clan, and a fierce battle broke out instantly.

Even if you have a slight advantage, you can't break through the barrier in a short time when you're at the same level.

Although they were anxious, they were also helpless.

It's just that the Bone-Eating Clan was too well-prepared; even if they were missing a single Transcendent Realm expert, they would still be able to rescue people amidst the chaos of war.

It's a pity that another prodigy of the human race is about to perish.

However, in that split second, Qin Ye, who was surrounded, only slightly raised his eyelids.

He lightly touched his waist with his right hand, and the Thousand Blades were suddenly drawn.

In an instant, the light of the blade poured down like moonlight, and the blade shadows, carrying raging flames, exploded in the void. Each blade shadow precisely locked onto the top of a Bone-Eating Clan member's head.

The speed of the blade was so fast that it even gave people the illusion that time had stood still.

All that could be heard was the sound of flesh being torn apart, like a ripe watermelon being sliced ​​open with a sharp blade.

The Bone-Eating Clan members who were charging forward maintained their attack postures, but froze the moment the blade flashed by.

The next second, a neat line of blood split open from the top of his head to his crotch.

slam-la-

Internal organs and blood poured down like a torrential rain, painting a horrifying blood curtain in the void. The mangled body mixed with broken ribs fell one after another, and was then swept away by the turbulent currents that swept through the void.

Quiet, deathly quiet.

The only sound in the entire market dock was gasping for breath, as the various alien races stared in shock at the scene.

Even Qiu Tingnan and Ye Mo, who were fighting against the Bone-Eating Clan's Transcendent Realm experts, stopped fighting at the same time and stared at Qin Ye in astonishment.

"You've advanced to the Transcendent Realm?" Qiu Tingnan asked in surprise.

Killing several early-stage Bone-Eating Clan members with a single strike is something no human of the same level could accomplish.

The three people below, including Lu Jin, looked at each other in bewilderment. The old celestial master's hand, which was holding the Thunder Technique, froze in mid-air, and Zuo Ruotong even forgot to activate the Reverse Life Triple Technique.

They suddenly realized that their earlier worries seemed somewhat unnecessary.
Zha Hui stared at Qin Ye with a gloomy expression, emanating a terrifying sense of oppression that made it difficult for anyone to look directly at him.

"Kid, you're good at hiding, but if you think you can survive just because you've advanced to the Transcendent Realm, you're sorely mistaken!"

Qin Ye flicked his wrist slightly, and the Thousand Blades vibrated with a clear, melodious hum.

He looked up and stared directly at Zha Hui: "If you want my life, you'll have to trade yours for it."

"Hmph! Arrogant!"

Zha Hui laughed in anger, his body erupting with a wild aura, and his hands, which covered his exoskeleton, suddenly rose high.

In an instant, a hideous crack appeared in the void above his head, and a hundred-foot-long, bone-clawed creature materialized out of thin air.

The bone claws were wreathed in a chilling, eerie light, and each finger bone was inscribed with ancient curse runes.

"die!"

With that sharp shout, the bone claw slammed down!
Five deep claw marks, seemingly from ancient times, tore through the sky. Without any trace or warning, they suddenly appeared above Qin Ye's head. Wherever the claw marks passed, certain substances in the void were eroded, leaving hissing black cracks.

A terrifying corrosive aura swept over him, and Qin Ye's exposed skin instantly turned an unnatural bluish-gray, while his bones felt a tingling numbness.

Qin Ye was not in a bad mood either, and instantly activated his Flame Soul state.

His upper body was burned away, revealing a strong physique. His dark, deep body, wreathed in mysterious fire, shimmered with a golden luster, as if cast from divine iron.

The jet-black flames clung to the blade, instantly surging into a three-zhang (approximately 10 meters) flame.

As Qin Ye slashed down, the surging black flames transformed into a ferocious candle dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged at the claw mark.

Kong!!!
The jet-black flame dragon and the deep claw marks collided violently; the former was torn apart, while the latter was completely consumed by the scorching black flames!

(End of this chapter)