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However, now that Chen Yue has gotten close, why would he back down?

Facing the sword light sweeping towards his neck, Chen Yue took his second step. The sword light grazed past his ear, catching a few strands of his hair.

Just as the longsword swept past, Chen Yue reached out with both hands, his palms condensing into a tangible aura, and clamped the longsword in the middle.

Disarm a blade barehanded!

"clang!"

With a low, muffled clang of metal scraping against metal, Yuan Tiansu felt an unimaginable force and a strange vibration emanating from the sword.

He mustered all his strength and pulled back sharply, but the longsword remained motionless between Chen Yue's palms.

"How is that possible!"

Yuan Tiansu's expression changed drastically. He had grabbed Yuan Tiansu's longsword with his bare hands and was still unable to pull it away? What terrifying strength and defense that required!

At the critical moment of life and death, Yuan Tiansu was also a ruthless character. Without hesitation, he immediately let go of his sword and at the same time, his left hand reached for his waist like a ghost, where his other life-saving weapon, a poisoned soft sword, was wrapped.

But Chen Yue reacted even faster. Almost at the same moment Yuan Tiansu threw away his sword, Chen Yue's right foot, with a muffled whistling sound, kicked hard at Yuan Tiansu's left wrist, which had just touched the soft sword at his waist.

"Snap!"

With a loud cracking sound, Yuan Tiansu's left wrist was shattered by Chen Yue's kick, which was filled with powerful energy.

The excruciating pain caused Yuan Tiansu's vision to go black, but before he could even scream, Chen Yue's right foot, which had just shattered his wrist, landed squarely on his abdomen, near his dantian.

"Wow!"

Yuan Tiansu was struck as if by lightning, his whole body was thrown backward like a broken sack, and a large mouthful of thick blood mist gushed out of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. Just because of that initial cautious change of strategy, he had suffered such a crushing defeat in just two or three breaths.

How could this alchemist's strength be so terrifying!

While suspended in mid-air, the instinct for survival drove Yuan Tiansu to try to muster his remaining energy and twist his body, hoping that he might still have a chance to escape after landing.

However, Chen Yue did not give him that chance.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Yue's figure leaped up like a roc spreading its wings, appearing above Yuan Tiansu who was still in mid-air. He raised his right leg high, like a battle axe, and stomped down hard on Yuan Tiansu's head!

"No!"

Yuan Tiansu's eyes widened involuntarily, his pupils reflecting Chen Yue's ever-enlarging right foot. His intact right arm and his limp, broken left arm instinctively crossed and rose in front of him.

"boom!!!"

Chen Yue's right foot, carrying a terrifying force like a mountain collapsing and rocks splitting, first shattered Yuan Tiansu's arms as he frantically tried to block, and continued its momentum, stepping on Yuan Tiansu's chest.

"Pfft!"

His sternum caved in and shattered instantly, and Yuan Tiansu crashed to the ground, creating a shallow, human-shaped crater in the hard bluestone slab, with dust billowing everywhere.

He lay in the pit, his body convulsing violently, blood gushing from his mouth like a fountain, mixed with pink foam, his eyes rapidly unfocusing, barely clinging to life.

Chen Yue landed lightly, stood at the edge of the pit, and looked down at the dying Yuan Tiansu:

"Now, can you tell me? Who are you people? Why are you arresting me?"

Yuan Tiansu's mind was already blurred; he was overwhelmed by excruciating pain and the feeling of his life force rapidly slipping away.

His unfocused gaze fell upon the figure before him, and he knew that he had no chance of survival today.

Suddenly, Yuan Tiansu grinned, revealing a cruel yet venomous smile through his blood-stained lips:

"Heh heh...you're pretty smug, aren't you? Kill me, you've offended us, and you won't escape death either. I'll be waiting for you down there...uh!"

Before he could finish speaking, he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Chen Yue remained expressionless as he moved his foot away from Yuan Tiansu's right knee.

Yuan Tiansu's leg bone was completely shattered and pressed against the bluestone slab on the ground, with blood seeping into the bluestone slab.

"You must..."

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Yuan Tiansu's body jerked stiffly, and his eyes rolled back.

The venomous curse was only half-uttered before Chen Yue kicked his throat, shattering it. All words and life came to an abrupt end with the sound of bones cracking.

His eyes were wide open, staring intently at Chen Yue, as if trying to etch the face beneath the mask into the depths of his soul. But the light in his pupils quickly went out, leaving only boundless silence and solidified resentment.

Tu Yi spoke too quickly, and Yuan Tiansu's departure was extremely unsettling.

Chen Yue quickly searched Yuan Tiansu's body and found a few taels of silver and the same water ripple pattern. In addition, there was a piece of parchment folded into a square.

Chen Yue unfolded the parchment and glanced at it in the dim light.

The surface was painted with some kind of dark red pigment, depicting some distorted patterns that resembled neither words nor pictures, with intertwined lines that conveyed an indescribable sense of chaos.

With Chen Yue's current knowledge, he was completely unable to identify what it was or what its purpose was.

Chen Yue didn't have time to investigate further. He put away the parchment and the loose silver together and quietly returned to the black market area.

The alleyway was deserted just moments ago, with only traces of a fight remaining and a faint, lingering smell of blood in the air.

Chen Yue's gaze swept across the scene. Without stopping, he returned to the small house, picked up a decent short knife from the ground, and then carefully examined the messy footprints in the alley.

"They must have headed southeast..."

Chen Yue made a decision instantly and without hesitation, he pushed the Cloud Thousand Steps to its limit and shot out in the direction indicated by the traces.

A dozen or so breaths later, Chen Yue had already traversed several alleyways, and finally, he could faintly hear the clanging of weapons clashing ahead.

Two figures were locked in fierce combat, or rather, one was struggling to hold on while the other was calmly launching an attack.

It was Shen Dujiang and Cheng Ziqian.

At this moment, Shen Dujiang was already at his limit. His coarse cloth clothes were cut in several places by the sword blade, and blood kept seeping out, staining half of his body red.

The most serious wound was on his left shoulder, so deep that the bone was visible, and blood gushed out with every movement he made.

His face was ashen, his breathing erratic, and the short blade in his hand was already shaky as he swung it. He was only managing to hold on through sheer experience and sheer willpower.

In contrast, Cheng Ziqian was elusive and ruthless in his swordsmanship, each strike precisely targeting Shen Dujiang's vitals or weaknesses.

Shen Dujiang was filled with remorse and regret.

He desperately tried to find an opportunity to escape, attempting to use the movement techniques he had become famous for in his early years. However, the intense exercise aggravated his old injuries, making him feel as if countless steel needles were piercing his body, causing him to have difficulty breathing.

Cheng Ziqian's swordsmanship was extremely cunning and ruthless, sealing off all possible escape routes for him. He felt his strength rapidly draining away, and his vision was becoming blurry. If this continued, he would surely be killed on the spot within ten moves.

"For that little bit of Marrow Cleansing Pill... I'm really greedy this time, and I'm going to completely risk my old life..." Shen Dujiang felt bitter and self-deprecating.

If I had known this would happen, I should have run away without looking back. What did I care about the Marrow Cleansing Pill or the hope of healing? Nothing was more important than my own life.