The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 161 - 131: Planting a Flag for Sale_2

Chapter 161: Chapter 131: Planting a Flag for Sale_2

"The remnants of Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall, when did you become so bold to cause trouble in our Jin Family Martial Arts Hall’s territory? Do you think you have a long life and don’t want to live?"

Five Blood Refining Warriors came together, led by a middle-aged man with a burly figure, carrying a huge saber on his back. His gaze was fierce and intimidating.

"Big Brother, this man is Jin Dadao, the resident expert at Jin Family Martial Arts Hall. He’s just a step away from reaching the Refining Realm, and his Wind Listening Blade is extraordinary. An ordinary Blood Refining Warrior wouldn’t last a single round against him, and the other four are also Blood Refining Warriors of the Jin Family, stronger than the deceased Jin Bufen."

Rong Niang evidently recognized these people and added a remark.

Although she knew Big Brother’s strength was terrifying, she still had to make preparations.

"So it’s Rong Niang; what? Long time no see, where did you pull out a Big Brother from? Did that old dog Zhao Ge take in a closed-door disciple? I wasn’t aware of it."

Jin Dadao sneered continuously, "Or did you find some lover outside, got enchanted by a few sweet words, and now you’ve come to our Jin Family Martial Arts Hall to seek death?"

Rong Niang was immediately furious upon hearing this and was about to retort but was stopped by Li Yi raising his hand.

"Just five pieces of trash, you don’t need to bother; I’ll handle it."

At that moment, Li Yi took off his cloak and casually threw it to Rong Niang, then dismounted, "Please hold this for me, Rong Niang. I wouldn’t want such a nice cloak to get stained with blood, there’s no detergent here to wash it properly."

Pieces of trash?

Upon hearing these words, Jin Dadao and the four Blood Refining Warriors’ killing intent surged, staring fixedly at Li Yi. If they could have gauged his depth in an instant, they would have already drawn their blades and beheaded him.

"What realm of Martial Artist are you to spout such arrogant words in our presence?" Jin Dadao asked abruptly.

Even if he were a Qi Cultivation Expert, Jin Dadao was ready to challenge him with a blade.

"I reached Bone Training last night, so it should be the Bone-Training Realm," Li Yi said, continuing forward towards the five men.

Bone-Training Realm?

"Haha."

Upon hearing this, Jin Dadao immediately burst out laughing, finding it absurd how a Bone Cultivation Martial Artist dared to speak insolently in front of him.

Perhaps this Big Brother from Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall liked to amuse himself with his own life?

If that was the case, he indeed had succeeded.

However, the next moment, Jin Dadao’s smile froze instantly because at that moment, a tall and robust figure suddenly appeared in front of him. This man’s eyes, unbeknownst to when, had turned into vertical pupils, glowing brightly, dazzlingly. Just being stared at once felt like being caught by a supreme predator, and he had now become the prey, ready to be devoured.

"Whoo!"

A gust of wind then came from where Li Yi had just been, blowing dust around.

The person had arrived before the Jin Qi was sensed.

"Do you find what I said amusing?" Li Yi’s vertical pupils glowed coldly as he released a chilling killing intent.

"This speed and explosive power... Did I see wrong?"

The smile completely vanished from Jin Dadao’s face, replaced by an inexplicable horror, but then he quickly recovered.

The Blood Refining Peak Warrior’s entire body’s strength burst out in an instant, and his hand swiftly grabbed the large saber on his back.

Under the Wind Listening Blade, even a Qi Cultivation Expert would have to retreat.

He roared, bellowing, attempting to swing the most brilliant saber strike of his life.

"Too slow."

However, how could the reaction of a Blood Refining Warrior possibly compare to that of an Evolver in the inspiration realm?

This was a disparity at the level of life itself, hard to bridge, just as the reactions of an ordinary person could never match that of a cat.

Li Yi’s icy voice echoed beside Jin Dadao’s ear, and almost instantly, his fist was thrust forward.

Fist Power erupted.

The sound, like muffled thunder,

"Boom!"

In an instant, Jin Dadao’s head exploded, blood mist rose, splashing the faces of several people nearby, while his hand still rested on the hilt of his sword, having no chance to draw it before he was killed.

Thud~!

Jin Dadao’s burly, headless body heavily fell to the ground, sending chills down the spines of the other four Blood Refining Warriors.

When they looked toward Li Yi again, there was no longer any contempt in their hearts, only an inexplicable horror and fear.

The formidable instructor Jin Dadao didn’t last even one round in front of Zhao’s Martial Arts Hall’s eldest senior brother, and didn’t even get a chance to draw his weapon – it was beyond belief.

"Who carries a blade on their back? In a critical moment, they can’t even pull it out, what a pity," Li Yi shook his head, then turned his gaze to the other four.

Being stared at by Li Yi’s glowing vertical pupils, the four Blood Refining Warriors instantly felt their hairs stand on end and began retreating in fear; if it were not for Jin Family Martial Arts Hall being right behind them, they would have wished to turn around and flee.

This feeling was too terrifying.

"He’s not merely at Bone Cultivation level, at least a Qi Cultivation Expert, quick, go notify Master, someone is attacking the dojo!"

One of the Blood Martial Artists, now coming to his senses, shouted in alarm and then drew his sword to retreat, not wishing to meet with an instant death.

Upon these words,

several shadows from within the doors of Jin Family Martial Arts Hall dashed inside as if fleeing, clearly going to pass on the warning.

Li Yi glanced but didn’t stop them from calling for help; he hoped they would call more people as it would save him the trouble of chasing them around since he was unfamiliar with the area and could easily get lost.

"Very good, since you have such a loud voice, so energetic, you’ll be the first to go," Li Yi said.

Li Yi’s large, robust figure moved again.

His power burst forth, and the stone pavement beneath his feet instantly shattered. His formidable Jin Qi allowed him to rapidly close in on the man.

Prepared this time, the Blood Martial Artist roared and slashed with his sword, unwilling to be captured without a fight.

However, as Li Yi threw his punch, the Blood Martial Artist’s treasure saber missed its mark, and he was instantly sent flying by a terrifying force, slamming heavily into the doors of the Jin Family Martial Arts Hall behind him. The thick doors violently shook and cracked, the Blood Martial Artist’s body had not yet fallen before he was already dead.

Li Yi killed one with a single punch.

So ferocious, the remaining three Blood Martial Artists were utterly terrified. Like mice being watched by a cat, they stood trembling on the spot, unsure of what to do next.

To flee was not an option, nor was fighting an option; the swords in their hands felt as heavy as a thousand catties, devoid of any courage to swing.

Now, they truly became what Li Yi had earlier termed cheap goods only fit to be beheaded, and had no choice but to stand still and wait for him to come take their heads.