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Alarm bells rang in Yuan Shi's mind. He never expected Chen Yue to dare to charge in the opposite direction. But it was too late to change his move. In his haste, he could only make the best of a bad situation and slash horizontally with his blade.

The gleaming blade grazed Chen Yue's ribs, tearing his robes, but failed to draw a single drop of blood.

Chen Yue ignored the flash of the blade, as if he had already calculated the distance.

While dodging the blade, he unleashed a powerful right punch.

The fist was thrown silently, yet it carried a chilling, oppressive wind pressure, aimed straight for Yuan Shi's throat!

Too fast! Too close!

Yuan Shi's pupils contracted sharply. Chen Yue's punches were far faster than he had imagined. He didn't have time to parry with his sword. He could only rely on instinct to raise his left arm and block in front of his neck, while desperately tilting his head back.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bones cracking echoed through the silent alleyway!

Yuan Shi's left palm was like rotten wood struck by a hammer; his finger and palm bones shattered and twisted instantly.

The force of the punch has not yet ended, and the momentum of the attack has not diminished!

The fist, imbued with terrifying power, pierced through the shattered hand and slammed solidly into Yuan Shi's neck.

"Well--!"

The flesh on Yuan Shi's neck visibly caved in and deformed, emitting a muffled thud that sent chills down one's spine. His eyes bulged out, bloodshot, filled with extreme terror and disbelief.

A thick mist of blood uncontrollably gushed from his mouth and nose.

Yuan Shi's tall body seemed to have all its bones removed, and he fell softly backward, his long sword clattering to the ground.

His body, lying on the ground, was still twitching slightly, his eyes wide open, staring intently at Chen Yue. Even in death, he couldn't understand how a flesh-refining realm cultivator like himself could die at the hands of a skin-refining realm cultivator.

Chen Yue didn't even glance at the dead Yuan Shi. He stepped on the hilt of the sword, and the longsword sprang up and was in his hand. The blade was heavy and sharp, much better than the one he had bought on the black market.

Chen Yue looked up, his gaze calmly fixed on the depths of the alley.

More than ten steps away, Zhou Yi and Jia Ge had already stopped chasing.

The two stood there like clay sculptures, their faces filled with indescribable shock.

The scene just now happened too fast. From Yuan Shi's burst of acceleration to Chen Yue's sudden counterattack, and then to Yuan Shi being killed by a single punch, the whole process took only two or three breaths.

A master of the Body Refining Realm, just like that, died? Died so swiftly and cleanly, without any power to fight back?

Even if Yuan Shi was somewhat careless, and even if Chen Yue used his movement skills and the suddenness of his counterattack, the result was still too unbelievable!

This is hardly a newly advanced Skin Refining Realm cultivator! This is clearly a ferocious beast in sheep's clothing! Its strength, speed, timing, and ruthlessness are far beyond what a Skin Refining Realm cultivator could possess!

Zhou Yi's hand, gripping the knife, was already damp with cold sweat. Jia Ge's Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously swallowed, a hint of retreat already in his eyes.

However, before they could act, Chen Yue, dragging his long sword, the tip scraping against the rough alleyway floor with a series of ear-piercing metallic scraping sounds and sparks, charged straight at them.

run?

Recalling Chen Yue's ghostly movements, Zhou Yi and Jia Ge's hearts sank simultaneously. Could they escape? They feared that the moment they turned around, they would be attacked from behind!

"I'll fight! Two fists can't beat four hands. I don't believe he can really take on two at once!" A fierce glint flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes as he suppressed his fear and shouted sharply.

"kill!"

Jia Ge was also provoked and roared, suppressing his intention to retreat. He and Zhou Yi, one on the left and one on the right, swung their knives and pounced on Chen Yue who was charging towards them.

Two gleaming blades flashed from the left and right, like scissors, slashing at Chen Yue and sealing off his space to dodge, determined to tear him to pieces.

Chen Yue's expression was indifferent. Just as the twin blades were about to strike, he changed his footwork again using the Floating Light and Shadow Technique. His figure was like a willow catkin in the wind, sliding half a step to the side and narrowly dodging Zhou Yi's blade aimed straight at his head.

At the same time, Chen Yue suddenly raised his long sword, which was dragging on the ground, from below and thrust it upwards.

"clang!"

The ear-piercing clang of metal clashing exploded loudly in the narrow alleyway.

Chen Yue's backhand slash landed on the weakest point of Zhou Yi's downward slash, the immense force contained in the blade, combined with the momentum of the longsword swing, erupted instantly.

Zhou Yi felt an overwhelming, terrifying force emanating from the blade, instantly paralyzing his entire right arm. His tiger's mouth cleaved open in excruciating pain, dripping with blood.

He groaned, and was involuntarily pulled backward by the immense force, staggering back four or five steps before his back slammed heavily against the alley wall, barely managing to stop himself. His chest was churning with blood and qi, and his right arm was trembling so badly that he could barely hold the knife.

Meanwhile, Chen Yue gathered protective energy in his left palm and parried Jia Ge's incoming slash.

"Bang!"

Jia Ge felt a strange vibration from the blade, which not only deflected most of his force but also made his wrist numb, causing the blade to involuntarily veer off course.

Just as Jia Ge's move was about to expire, Chen Yue's left palm, which had been slapping away the blade, continued its momentum and struck Jia Ge's unsuspecting left shoulder acupoint, Jianjing.

"Snap! Pfft!"

The dull sounds of bones shattering and flesh exploding rang out almost simultaneously. Jia Ge's left shoulder instantly caved in, countless bones broken. A piercing pain shot through him, causing him to let out a shrill scream as he was thrown backward through the air.

Chen Yue stepped back with his right foot and caught up with Jia Ge before Jia Ge even landed. His left hand shot out like lightning and pressed it against Jia Ge's mouth, which was wide open in pain, silencing his scream.

At the same time, Chen Yue flexed his left arm muscles and slammed Jia Ge, who was still in mid-air, down hard.

"Bang!!!"

Jia Ge's head slammed solidly into the hard bluestone pavement, and blood gushed out instantly from the back of his head, quickly spreading a dark patch on the dark ground.

Jia Ge's body convulsed violently a few times, his eyes rolled back, and a hoarse sound mixed with blood and foam came out of his mouth. He quickly became still, with only his limbs occasionally twitching unconsciously.

The alleyway fell silent once more.

The night wind blew through the alleyway, making a soft, mournful sound, and the stench of blood quickly spread.

Chen Yue slowly released his hand from Jia Ge's mouth, straightened up, and the layer of qi in his left palm slowly dissipated.

Zhou Yi leaned against the cold, slippery wall, his right arm hanging limply at his sides, the wound on his hand still oozing warm liquid that dripped down his trembling fingers.

He looked at the expressionless boy standing not far away with a knife in his hand, and a storm raged in his heart. Boundless fear, like a cold, venomous snake, tightly coiled around his heart.

This guy... is an alchemist?!

What kind of alchemist could possess such martial arts skills?

In an instant, he countered Yuan Shi, withstood the combined attack of Yuan Shi and Jia Ge, and severely injured Jia Ge in two moves, killing him!

Is this the strength that the Skin Refining Realm expert mentioned in the intelligence possesses?