Chapter 100

No one expected the situation to undergo such a huge change.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yi He turned from a dying person into a complete reversal, standing proudly before everyone, about to take revenge for himself.

Chen Yi He's steps were firm, his gaze firm, and his attitude even firmer.

The brand on half his face had not yet scabbed over, which is proof of God Sword Mountain Villa's harm to him.

Moreover, the six strands of sword qi refined by the Heavenly Secret Sword were Zhou Ke's scheme to frame him.

Many had already headed down the mountain, while others lingered, unwilling to miss the excitement and wanting to try their luck to see if they could snag the Heavenly Secret Sword.

"Hmph!" Zhou Ke, under the escort of Official Yunyi, turned to leave. Chen Yi He swung his sword at him!

Official Yunyi flicked his sleeve, blocking that strike! Chen Yi He's sword qi was deflected upward, exploding in midair and sending rocks scattering.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ke had gone far with Official Yunyi. However, Ye Wuming did not leave, but watched the scene from afar.

At this moment, the Desert Sword Devil, Duan Sheng, Feng Yi Chu, Luo Qing Kui, and Huang Zong blocked Chen Yi He's path.

Everyone else was retreating, only they did not leave.

Even if Chen Yi He were stronger, they would not leave until they achieved their goal, refusing to give up.

"The sword of God Sword Mountain Villa is not worthy of you to possess," Huang Zong said to Chen Yi He.

"I really ought to thank you for your kindness!" Chen Yi He sneered, then told the crowd, "Today, even if you were the heavenly king and earthly old father, don't think you can stop me—I will raze God Sword Mountain Villa to the ground!"

"Hand over the sword, brat, and I might spare you..." Feng Yi Chu said.

"What are you?" Chen Yi He retorted mercilessly, having never held any goodwill toward this old man.

"Hahaha! Good lad, you've got guts. No matter how many come at me today, I'll only strike three swords. If you can withstand three, I'll leave at once!" The Desert Sword Devil laughed heartily, even wanting to praise Chen Yi He's conduct—he despised hypocritical sects like God Sword Mountain Villa that masquerade as orthodox martial arts pillars.

The Desert Sword Devil's reason for offering those three swords was simply that he had taken one million taels of gold from God Sword Mountain Villa.

Unlike the Sword Master, who has money to spare and wouldn't even glance at a million taels, the Desert Sword Devil must go through the motions, pretending to be proper.

As for the Heavenly Secret Sword, he has always believed there is no strongest weapon, only the strongest wielder.

Duan Sheng, like the Desert Sword Devil, belongs to the type who takes money to ward off disaster, preparing only a symbolic exchange.

Precisely because they think this way, God Sword Mountain Villa will today face utter destruction.

"I can write off the grudge over your Six-Pointed Star Sword Array, but God Sword Mountain Villa, prepare to die today!" Chen Yi He, unwilling to waste words, drew his sword and attacked.

Facing five people, Chen Yi He didn't bother to consider whether he had to take on all of them; he thrust straight at Huang Gao Yu.

Huang Zong and his son Huang Gao Yu drew their swords together.

The Heavenly Secret Sword, the Proper Honor Sword, and the Purple Tempered Sword are the first, second, and third divine swords of God Sword Mountain Villa!

Chen Yi He's sword qi pressed down like a great mountain on the father and son's blades; then he twisted his wrist, the Heavenly Secret Sword tore apart the Proper Honor Sword and the Purple Tempered Sword, and he followed with a palm strike!

"Ah—pfft!"

"Pfft…!" Chen Yi He's single strike drove back Huang Zong and his son Huang Gao Yu.

"Take my first sword!" the Desert Sword Devil brandished his blade and charged! The blood-red, bloodthirsty sword carried an eerie sword qi, straight at Chen Yi He.

Chen Yi He turned sideways, using his sword to block the bloodthirsty sword's thrust.

Though the Desert Sword Devil calls it his first sword, appearing as a single strike, it actually contains countless swords, like innumerable coiling venomous snakes encircling Chen Yi He; if he is even slightly careless, he will be bitten through by those snakes.

The Desert Sword Devil's sword is swift and poisonous, clearly superior to the Huang father and son, yet Chen Yi He can still withstand it, even as Feng Yi Chu joins in a flanking attack.

Chen Yi He hadn't even started cursing when the Desert Sword Devil couldn't hold back: "You motherfucker, get lost! Why are you butting in?" What kind of person is he, needing help to deal with a junior? This is outright an insult to him.

Duan Sheng despises bullying the weak with strength; he was monitoring Chen Yi He's movements, having already decided: if Chen Yi He unfortunately died at others' hands, he would not intervene; if he survived, he would want to spar with Chen Yi He.

When the snipe and clam fight, the fisherman profits; after they've fought enough, he'll step in—no matter who holds the Heavenly Secret Sword, he cannot escape! Duan Sheng is determined to obtain the Heavenly Secret Sword.

Pride belongs to pride, treasures belong to treasures.

The Desert Sword Devil, furious, simply sheathed his sword: "You fight, you fight, you come fight!" leaving Feng Yi Chu and Chen Yi He to duel one-on-one.

Feng Yi Chu's fourth-heaven strength posed no problem against the former Chen Yi He, but the present Chen Yi He is a different person! With the Heavenly Secret Sword in hand, employing the Hua Mountain Sword Technique makes him even more adept.

He used the Hua Mountain Sword Technique against Feng Yi Chu's Hua Mountain Sword Technique, showing no inferiority, even faintly bearing an aura of surpassing him.

Even if Chen Yi He is a perfected third-heaven cultivator, and Feng Yi Chu has lingered in the early fourth heaven for decades, the gap is heavenly vs earthly! Yet now they can fight to a standstill, and moreover he's been pressed by several of his own sword techniques by the opponent—where can he put his old face?

Huang Zong also joined the battle to lend Feng Yi Chu a hand; Huang Gao Yu struggled to his feet, crouched to the side, ready to seize an opportunity to deal Chen Yi He a fatal blow.

In a melee, naturally one cannot continue with the Hua Mountain Sword Technique; Chen Yi He switched to the Flying Flower Dance Sword. The instant that sword was drawn, Huang Zong nearly spat blood from rage.

"Clang!"

"Scrape!"

"Smack!"

Chen Yi He fought three against one, yet did not fall behind!

"Brother Luo, why are you spacing out, looking at what?" Feng Yi Chu shouted, unable to afford the slightest distraction—if Chen Yi He seized an opening, the outcome would be a single word: death!

"Alright!" Luo Qing Kui hesitated a moment, then drew his sword and charged forth! His blue-green sword qi pressed down with the force of a thousand jun, like Mount Tai pressing on the summit, aiming to crush Chen Yi He completely.

Feng Yi Chu spared no expense for the Hua Mountain Sect's standing among the Five Peaks Sword Schools, and for the Five Peaks Sword Schools' place in the entire martial world! He no longer cared about the principle of the snipe and clam quarrel letting the fisherman profit.

If we don't go all out, there will be no chance at all.

Huang Zong never imagined he would one day be pierced by a strike of the Flying Flower Dance Sword! Wounded by an outsider using his own family's sword art! The thrust struck squarely his right calf.

The Heavenly Secret Sword, forged for a thousand years, has fiery essence as its spirit; once it pierces the flesh, the wound must be cut out immediately for self‑rescue, otherwise it will spread rapidly and eventually corrode the whole body.

Huang Zong made a swift decision, swinging his sword to sever his injured calf! He also sealed the wound's meridian point!

"Father!" Huang Gao Yu cried out in heart‑rending anguish.

Huang Zong didn't even have time to shout in pain before he bellowed, "Desert Sword Devil, five million taels of gold—I beg you to act!"

The Desert Sword Devil's heart stirred: "Chen Yi He, second sword!"