Konoha: On the night of the massacre, I summoned Inuyasha.

Even within a single province, a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm is considered a major figure.

"I wonder if there will ever be a Golden Iron Shirt or a Platinum Iron Shirt?"

Yue Yi was momentarily speechless and couldn't help but laugh.

Having spent a year in Zhenshan City, he naturally gained a clearer understanding of the martial arts realm in this world.

Above the Qi Refining realm is the Innate realm, where acquired Qi is transformed into innate power.

In short, he is able to influence the world with his own power, which is like evolving directly from an ordinary Jonin to Sage Naruto.

No wonder the Wang family patriarch was so arrogant.

After all, the Broken Stone Martial Arts School, which is also a major force in Zhenshan City, only has a martial art at the Qi Refining level, while the secret technique of the Wang family has reached the Innate level.

"With the Wang family's name on my head, I think it's enough to make the entire Zhenshan City remember my name, Zhao Ying."

However, in the end…

Yue suddenly looked toward where the city guards were.

"The third son of the Wang family..."

He murmured softly and quickly walked out of the Wang family's residence.

"Ok?"

Yue quickly raised an eyebrow. "Perfect timing?"

He looked up and gazed at the distance, where a troop of a hundred soldiers was slowly approaching.

The most eye-catching figures, besides the stern-faced military leader, were the sharp-looking young man who had recently appeared in Yue's courtyard.

Sure enough, these were the third son of the Wang family, and the capable young man whom the Wang family head had asked to fetch reinforcements.

It's you!

Third Master, it's this guy, this guy...

He actually came out of our Wang family.

As the capable young man watched Yue walk out of the Wang family's house step by step, his puzzled expression turned into surprise, and he couldn't help but shout out loud.

Something's not right.

The third master of the Wang family, however, had a solemn expression as he stared intently at Yue's calm demeanor.

"It smells bloody."

His face quickly turned ugly.

Their gaze fell upon the wide-open gates of the Wang family mansion, and the corpses that could be vaguely seen inside.

"Moreover, the famous sword Night Snow!"

Damn it, that's Father's prized sword, Night Snow!

Suddenly, the third son of the Wang family noticed the ancient sword hanging from Yue's waist.

The jet-black scabbard conceals the sharpness of the famous sword.

The sword hilt was also jet black, covered with complex and mysterious runes.

This is the longsword that Yue found in a basement of the Wang family estate.

Its texture appears to the moon to be almost at the level of a five-star.

Driven by a desire to hunt, Yue naturally brought it out, since Yue's forte has always been a longsword.

"Qi and blood as powerful as a dragon?"

Qi and blood flow like a dragon!

Damn!

This guy…

At this moment, the third son of the Wang family turned pale with fright, thinking of a possibility he least wanted to guess.

Despite being an enemy of the Wang family, he managed to leave the Wang family unharmed, even bringing with him the ancient sword that his father treasured.

The faint smell of blood further indicated that the Wang family had clearly been invaded by this person and had escaped unscathed.

"on!"

His voice was cold; no matter what, capture the enemy first.

Even if the hundred-man guards of Zhenshan City possessed blood and energy as strong as a dragon, they would still be cut down by them.

boom!

The hundred-man army marched in unison toward Yue Da.

Like a raging torrent, the earth trembled, making one's heart tremble with fear.

This is at least a martial artist at the Body Refinement level. He is heavily armored and can be defeated by a hundred or ten people, and can kill a hundred people with his Qi and Blood.

Five hundred men—even the strongest military commander of Zhenshan City would have to flee.

Unfortunately, the elite of this Zhenshan Army consisted of only 350 men, and they were all under the command of the army commander.

Even the third son of the Wang family was only able to lead this hundred-man army because he was one of the three commanders of the Zhenshan Army.

"One Wang family isn't enough, how about adding the strongest family in the city?"

As Yue watched the hundred-strong army rushing towards her at breakneck speed, like a rolling wave, a strange expression appeared on her face.

"Now there is the sword of doomsday, its blood untouched for ten thousand years."

Although I no longer possess the Blade of Doom, using this famous sword, Night Snow, as a base, I believe that by slaughtering this hundred-strong army, I can seize the bounty of heaven and earth and forge a formidable demonic blade with the blood of my soldiers.

Yue slowly drew her long sword from her waist, and immediately a melodious soft sound rang out.

The silvery-white blade reflected the sunlight, like a long, snow-white moon at night.

Although Yue herself would not easily touch the illusory power of her true body.

However, using only this longsword as an experiment, and with the lives of these hundred people, it would be enough to forge a decent demonic blade.

With the immense power of the demonic sword, Yue could even fight beyond her level, and even attempt to challenge those who were truly innate.

"kill!"

The roar of a hundred men was like the howl of gods and demons. Hundreds of meters away, the strong young man's legs went weak, and he trembled with fear.

"kill?"

"Then..."

kill!"

"Ha, hahahaha..."

A more unrestrained, maniacal laugh appeared on Yue's face.

He has never been afraid of fighting.

Like a cold, clear moonlight, the moonlight crashed directly into the army formation.

"idiot!"

This scene, however, made the third son of the Wang family burst into laughter.

If Yue is determined to escape, the Zhenshan Army Formation really can't do anything to her.

After all, the strength of an army lies in its numbers.

However, individual speed is a weakness.

But if Yue were to plunge headlong into the enemy ranks, wouldn't that be courting death?

However, the next moment, the third son of the Wang family suddenly changed his expression.

Like a patch of cool moonlight, it transformed into extreme cruelty in an instant.

As the moonlight shifted and moved, soldiers fell one by one to the ground in its wake.

The moon, like a dancer, moved with agility, easily dodging the numerous spears of the soldiers. Sword after sword, it even bypassed the heavy armor, piercing directly into the neck and head.

Yue, with a sword technique unimaginable to the third son of the Wang family, slaughtered everything in the army formation that was capable of easily annihilating ordinary Qi and Blood Realm martial artists, like an elegant Grim Reaper.

"Kill! Kill them, at any cost!"

Wang's third son suddenly felt afraid. He screamed wildly, his voice trembling slightly.

There were no severed limbs, no bloodshed, but one by one, his comrades who ate and slept with him suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"kill?"

In the midst of the army formation, Yue leaped up, lightly stepping on the many spears that came at her, and smiled leisurely.

Such ethereal beauty, however, appeared to the third son of the Wang family as a devil's smile.

The sword light exploded, instantly splitting into multiple beams, and the surrounding soldiers fell one after another.

The silver-white blade of the longsword suddenly seemed to be stained with a bright red, like a blood-devouring demon, turning the silver-white blade into a bright red color.

"The Demon Sword..."

Night Blood.

Yue murmured, then suddenly retreated, breaking free from the encirclement of the army.

"Gentlemen."

He was exhausted.

This scene, however, brought great joy to the third son of the Wang family.

This caused the remaining forty or fifty soldiers, who were on the verge of collapse, to suddenly experience ecstasy.

"To avenge everyone."

A sergeant roared.

The remaining soldiers roared in anger.

Wang's third son disregarded his own safety and rushed into the army formation, using himself as the spearhead to lead his comrades, whose morale had been instantly boosted, in a rapid charge towards the direction Yue had retreated.