Chapter 131

132. Chapter 132: Marking for Death

After Li Yi saw the fate of the other disciples of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School outside the city, he understood in his heart what the outcome would be once a struggle between forces was lost. In this cruel world, there is no law; everything depends on one's own martial power. It truly brings the concept that "the strong are respected" to the extreme. As long as you are strong enough, you can manipulate others at will and bully others. Everything is so taken for granted.

Therefore, after entering Sanyang City, Li Yi understood that if he wanted to avenge his master and repay the blood debt of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School, he must put away his so-called compassion, cast aside the style of conduct he had in his life on Earth, and become strong, majestic, and cold. Only in this way could Li Yi take root and stand firm here.

"Giddyup!"

Li Yi galloped wildly, and the pedestrians on the road avoided him one after another. He just asked calmly: "Rong Niang, the Han and Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts Schools, which one is closest to us?"

"It's the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School."

Rong Niang had been following closely. She was now Li Yi's exclusive guide, responsible for pointing out the location of the enemies.

"Very good, then let's go to that so-called Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School first. After defeating the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School, we will go to the next one," Li Yi said, his calm tone filled with a heroic spirit that viewed the heroes of the world as nothing but grass.

"Turn right at the street corner ahead, and the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School is one mile ahead," Rong Niang said immediately.

Li Yi reined in his horse, then changed direction and galloped wildly again.

"Which ignorant thing dares to gallop on our Jin family's territory? Don't you want to live?" Just as they stepped into this street, there were disciples of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School stationed there. At this moment, that disciple drew his sword and roared: "Stop immediately, dismount, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."

Then, the quick swords were drawn, and several disciples blocked the front, trying to intercept Li Yi and Rong Niang.

Soon.

A sharp-eyed disciple recognized Rong Niang. After all, Rong Niang was the Senior Sister of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School and had lived in Sanyang City for more than ten years. He immediately shouted: "That woman is Rong Niang, the remnant of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School."

"What?"

"The remnant of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School?"

As soon as these words came out, several disciples nearby instantly locked onto Li Yi and Rong Niang, and then excitement appeared in their eyes.

The Master had spoken: killing one remnant of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School could earn a reward of one hundred taels of silver, and if it was a true disciple, one could earn a reward of one thousand taels of silver.

The disciples of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School could be said to be hot commodities now; everyone wanted to kill them, everyone wanted to capture them.

In an instant.

Seven or eight Bone-Cultivation experts rushed over with steel swords, their speed of running was extremely fast, and they actually caught up with the horse in a short time.

"Kill!"

Shouts of excitement and bloodthirst rang out. They rushed to kill, determined to take the heads of the two to exchange for reward money.

"You wanted to kill me before I even made a move. Sure enough, you are all born evil. Fine, I'll send you all on your way together today." Li Yi's killing intent suddenly rose, and he immediately abandoned the horse and rushed out, like a fierce tiger emerging from the world, not fearing the seven or eight steel swords in front of him at all.

Inspiration activated.

Everything around was under control.

"Die."

Li Yi roared, his tall body instantly erupting with a powerful force. He swung his fists like rain, striking in all directions. Accompanied by the fist force that exploded like spring thunder, in just one encounter, these seven or eight Bone-Cultivation experts each spat blood, their bodies burst, and then they were scattered like thrown debris.

The broken bodies fell to the ground, and bursts of desperate screams echoed on the street.

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Steel swords shattered, broken bones flew everywhere.

Some died instantly, some were still struggling and wailing, and some didn't even have bodies left, being directly smashed into a pile of mud.

Such a scene left everyone else nearby dumbfounded.

"This, this..." someone said, trembling and unable to speak.

Seven or eight Bone-Cultivation experts were smashed to pieces in one encounter?

Who is that person? Why is he so cruel and brave?

When did such a powerful dragon appear in Sanyang City?

After Li Yi killed them, his face remained normal, his heart as firm as iron. He just ran a few steps, mounted the horse again, and continued to ride the black treasure horse, rushing toward the gate of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School.

"Well killed, Senior Brother," Rong Niang felt relieved at this moment.

They should let the people of the Jin family taste this flavor too.

"Just a few cannon fodder, not worth mentioning. My trip this time is only to kill that Meridian-Opening expert of the Jin family." Li Yi was not satisfied. If the expert didn't die, killing cannon fodder was meaningless and wouldn't change any results.

"The Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School is right in front of us, Senior Brother. You will see that Jin Zhihuan very soon," Rong Niang said.

"I see the gate of their martial arts school. It's truly imposing." Li Yi's eyes lit up slightly at this moment.

In the distance, an imposing mansion gate was already in front of him. This gate was more than two zhang wide and three zhang high, extremely thick, and carved with fierce beasts such as tigers, leopards, wolves, and eagles. On it, there was a golden lacquered plaque with the four large characters: "Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School". And in front of the gate, there were two lifelike stone lions guarding it, each baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, fierce and violent.

"Whoa~!"

As soon as Li Yi arrived, he reined in his horse. Before he could dismount, the gate of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School had already opened.

Clearly, the previous action had already alerted the people in the martial arts school, knowing that there were enemies who wanted to come to the martial arts school to cause trouble, so at this moment, before Li Yi took the initiative to strike, there were experts coming to greet him.

After all, the martial arts school had to save face.

If Li Yi were really allowed to rush in on horseback like this, wouldn't the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School be laughed at by the people of Sanyang City in the future?

"Since when did the remnants of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School become so bold, daring to take the initiative to come to our Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School's territory to cause trouble? Could it be that you think your life is too long and you don't want to live?"

A full five Meridian-Opening martial artists came together. The leader was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, carrying a large sword on his back. Looking around, his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"Senior Brother, this person is called Jin Da Dao, the sitting expert of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School. He is only one line away from the Meridian-Opening Realm, and his Listening-Wind Sword is extraordinary. Ordinary Meridian-Opening martial artists cannot last a round in front of him. The other four are also Meridian-Opening martial artists of the Jin family, and their strength is no weaker than the Jin Bufeng who died before." Rong Niang clearly recognized these people and mentioned it.

Although she knew her Senior Brother's strength was terrifying, she still had to make the necessary preparations.

"So it's Rong Niang. Why? It's been a while since we last met. Where did you pull out a Senior Brother from? That old dog Zhao Ge took a closed-door disciple? How come I didn't know?"

Jin Da Dao sneered repeatedly: "Or is this a paramour you found from outside, bewitched by your few words, so you want to come to my Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School to seek death?"

Rong Niang was furious when she heard such words and was about to retort, but was stopped by Li Yi with a wave of his hand.

"Just five cheap goods marked for death. You don't need to pay attention to them; I'll handle it."

Li Yi took off his cloak at this moment and threw it to Rong Niang, then dismounted: "Trouble Rong Niang to hold it for me. I don't want such a good cloak to be stained with blood. You don't have laundry detergent here, so it definitely won't be washed clean."

Cheap goods marked for death?

As soon as these words came out, the five Meridian-Opening martial artists, including Jin Da Dao, were instantly boiling with killing intent, staring fixedly at Li Yi. If they hadn't been unable to figure out the depth of this person for a while, they would have already drawn their swords to cut off the head of the person in front of them.

"What realm of martial artist are you? Daring to say such wild words in front of us." Jin Da Dao asked abruptly.

Even a Meridian-Opening expert, he dared to draw his sword and compete.

"Achieved great success in Bone Cultivation last night, should be considered the Bone-Cultivation Realm." Li Yi didn't stop his steps at this moment and walked toward the five people with large strides.

Bone-Cultivation Realm?

"Haha."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Da Dao laughed loudly. At this moment, he felt it was absurd. How could a Bone-Cultivation martial artist dare to be rude in front of him?

Could it be that this Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School likes to use his own life to amuse himself?

If that was the case, then he really succeeded.

However, the next moment, Jin Da Dao's smile instantly froze, because at this moment, a tall and robust figure instantly pulled to his eyes. This person's pair of eyes didn't know when they had turned into a pair of vertical pupils, and they were shining brightly. Just being stared at, he felt as if he had been captured by a peerless fierce beast, and he had now become prey, about to be preyed upon.

"Whoosh!"

Then a gust of wind came from Li Yi's previous position, blowing around and kicking up a burst of dust.

This is the person arriving first, and the force arriving later.

"What I said, is it very funny?" Li Yi's vertical pupils shone, and his cold killing intent was released.

"Is this speed and explosive power something I saw wrong?"

Jin Da Dao's smile completely disappeared from his face, leaving only an inexplicable horror, but then he reacted suddenly.

The Meridian-Opening peak martial artist's whole body's force erupted in an instant, and his hand grabbed the large sword on his back at an extremely fast speed.

Under the Listening-Wind Sword, even Meridian-Opening experts had to retreat.

He roared and bellowed, trying to swing the most brilliant sword of his life.

"Too slow."

However, how could the reaction speed of a Meridian-Opening martial artist compare to that of an Inspiration Realm evolver?

This is the gap in life levels, which is difficult to bridge, just like the reaction speed of ordinary people can never compare to that of a cat.

Li Yi's cold voice echoed in Jin Da Dao's ear, and then a punch had been delivered in an instant.

The fist force erupted.

Sound like muffled thunder.

"Boom!"

Instantly, Jin Da Dao's head exploded, blood mist rose, splashing the faces of several people beside him, and the hand he used to draw the sword was still on the weapon, and he had already been killed before he even had a chance to draw the sword.

Bang~!

Jin Da Dao's burly headless corpse fell heavily to the ground. This sound made the other four Meridian-Opening martial artists' backs feel cold.

When they looked at Li Yi again, there was no contempt, only an inexplicable horror and fear.

The dignified sitting expert Jin Da Dao couldn't last a round in front of the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School, and didn't even have a chance to draw his sword. This was simply unthinkable.

"Why would anyone carry a sword on their back? They can't even draw it at a critical moment. What a pity." Li Yi shook his head, then looked at the other four.

Stared at by Li Yi's pair of glowing vertical pupils, these four Meridian-Opening martial artists instantly had their hair stand on end, and then they were so frightened that they retreated again and again. If it weren't for the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School behind them, they would have wanted to turn around and run away now.

This feeling was too terrifying.

"He is not in the Bone-Cultivation Realm, at least a Meridian-Opening expert. Hurry up and notify the Master, someone is seizing the martial arts school."

A Meridian-Opening martial artist reacted at this moment and shouted in horror, then drew his sword and retreated, not wanting to end up being killed instantly.

These words were spoken.

Inside the gate of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School behind them, several figures ran wildly inside as if fleeing, clearly going to report the news.

Li Yi glanced at them and didn't stop the other party from calling people. He hoped that the other party would call more people, so as not to run around everywhere, which would be difficult to kill. After all, he was not familiar with the place here and was prone to getting lost.

"Very good. Since your voice is so loud and you are so spirited, then I'll send you on your way first."

Li Yi's tall and robust body moved again.

Power erupted, the bluestone road under his feet instantly shattered, and the powerful force allowed him to kill his way to the front of this person in an instant.

With preparation, this Meridian-Opening martial artist roared and slashed with his sword, unwilling to be captured without a fight.

However, Li Yi delivered a punch, and this Meridian-Opening martial artist's precious sword missed, instantly being hit by a terrifying force. His whole body was like a piece of mud thrown out, hitting the gate of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School behind him heavily. The thick gate was shaken violently, full of cracks, and the corpse of the Meridian-Opening martial artist had not yet fallen, but he had already died.

Li Yi killed one person with one punch.

Being so fierce, the remaining three Meridian-Opening sword-wielding martial artists were completely terrified. They were like mice stared at by a cat, trembling in place at this moment, not knowing what to do.

Neither running nor fighting, the swords in their hands were as heavy as a thousand jun, and they had no courage to swing them at all.

Now they truly became the "cheap goods marked for death" that Li Yi had spoken of before, having to stand obediently in place waiting for the other party to come and take their heads.