Chapter 177

Chapter 177: Chapter 176: "Ya’er, stick close to me, I’ll get you out of here," Ye Tianchen turned and whispered to Xiao Ya, whose face was pale.

At this moment, Ah Hu’s underlings originally thought that just a few men would be enough to kill Ye Tianchen, or even without lifting a finger. With such an array of over three hundred burly men wielding machetes, they thought to scare someone to death. But Ye Tianchen was not afraid in the slightest; on the contrary, he struck fiercely and instantly felled more than a dozen burly men, stunning everyone present.

Ye Tianchen looked at the gangsters on both sides, his strategy was indeed correct. With an iron-handed approach, he had stunned everyone, which gave him the chance to break out. Otherwise, if he were to really fight it out without using his Superpower, killing more than three hundred people here would be like chopping three hundred watermelons, enough to make one’s hands go soft.

Xiao Ya followed behind Ye Tianchen. Ye Tianchen, covered in blood, held Xiao Ya with his left hand while his right hand held the bloody machete from which blood dripped continuously. With each step forward, the thugs blocking his way involuntarily stepped back in terror.

"Damn it, chop him, chop him to death. If this kid gets away, Brother Hu won’t let us off either..." a burly man shouted.

Ye Tianchen frowned as people from both the front and rear surged forward, slashing wildly with their machetes. One burly man stabbed straight at Ye Tianchen’s chest. Ye Tianchen sidestepped and counterattacked with a slash, and with a scream, the man’s entire right arm was completely severed by Ye Tianchen’s blade, as he rolled in a blood-stained agony.

Two other burly men, one aimed a slash at Ye Tianchen’s head, and the other chopped horizontally toward his waist.

Clang!

Ye Tianchen swept his machete upwards with his right hand, deflecting the one aimed at his head and kicking away the attacker, who crashed into a group of assassins set to swarm him.

At the same time, Ye Tianchen let go of Xiao Ya’s hand and seized the wrist of the man trying to slash at his own waist. Without a moment’s hesitation, there was a snap as Ye Tianchen brutally broke the thug’s wrist and kicked him away.

"Ah... Tianchen, be careful," Xiao Ya suddenly screamed, as a thug stabbed at Ye Tianchen’s back from behind.

Ye Tianchen frowned, turned, and delivered a roundhouse kick, sending the sneak attacker flying into several machete-wielding thugs at the front.

More and more machete-wielding thugs rushed up, all with bloodthirsty eyes. Ye Tianchen stepped back a few steps, protecting Xiao Ya tightly behind him. Xiao Ya clutched Ye Tianchen’s arm fiercely. In such a scene, to not be scared was unlikely. It wasn’t just Xiao Ya, a girl, who would be scared—many men would probably wet their pants seeing this.

"Ya’er, don’t be afraid, nothing will happen!" Ye Tianchen turned around, wiped the blood and sweat off his face, and smiled at Xiao Ya.

Xiao Ya saw Ye Tianchen like this, tears streamed down her face. She knew this was all to protect her; otherwise, why would Ye Tianchen fight so hard? With his skills, no one here could stop him.

"Tianchen, don’t worry about me, just go, run..." Xiao Ya tried to push Ye Tianchen away, knowing she was dragging him down.

"Silly girl, even if I die, I won’t leave you behind. And besides, they... can’t kill me!" Ye Tianchen said to Xiao Ya with a handsome smile.

"Tianchen, don’t worry about me, just run. If you want to break out, no one can stop you!" Xiao Ya cried out loudly.

"I’ll take you with me, let’s go together!"

As soon as the determined words of Ye Tianchen fell, he charged towards the gang of thugs rushing up, causing many burly men to flinch and involuntarily stop in their tracks, some even backed away.

"Is... is this kid seeking death?"

"He dares to charge at us?"

"Kill, kill him."

These thugs, who were used to killing without batting an eye, were also stirred into a frenzy by this bloody scene. Dozens of burly men at the forefront swung their machetes, with countless more coming from behind.

Ye Tianchen knew he had no choice but to rely on himself and the knife in his hand to forcibly carve out a bloody path. He was a very stubborn man; once he decided on something, he would carry it through. Having said he wouldn’t use his Superpower, he wouldn’t use it. Besides, this was excellent for training his physique, a rare opportunity indeed.

Given the situation, he knew he had to be ruthless, otherwise, not only would he die, but Xiao Ya wouldn’t survive either. He was determined to protect Xiao Ya, to get this girl out safely.

A fierce battle erupted, with Ye Tianchen facing dozens of machete-wielding burly men and an uncountable number of people swarming from behind. His machete lashed out continuously, screams filled the air, and the shadows of bodies swarmed.

Watching Ye Tianchen bloodied in the midst of the crowd, fighting with difficulty, Xiao Ya couldn’t stop her tears from falling. Such a man was willing to be soaked in blood to protect her, not hesitating to kill anyone who blocked his way, be they man or Buddha—her tears flowed for him.

With a gory splash, when Ye Tianchen grabbed a brawny man’s head, his right hand, wielding a machete, swept across, chopping off the man’s entire head. A column of blood spurted towards the sky in a shocking and bloody spectacle, stunning everyone into silence. None dare to move, and some strong men were so frightened they wet their pants. Many were chillingly thinking: Is this even a human? Or is it the Death God?

The silent, narrow alley, where dim lights seemed to mourn for the dead, all of the more than two hundred machete-wielding strong men, whether at the front or blocked at the back, turned pale with faces sweating profusely, standing dumbstruck as they watched ahead.

In the middle of the alley, a thin yet tall figure stood with a stern face and a body drenched in blood. In his left hand, he held a head, and the machete in his right hand was already notched and dripping blood. Each drop shook the soul as it fell.

Ye Tianchen, an existence akin to the Death God, had taken initiative, and in less than ten minutes, more than twenty corpses lay at his feet. Especially one of the strong men’s bodies was kneeling before him, with Ye Tianchen’s left hand holding the man’s head.

This human-world purgatory was a shock to the eyes, and many hardly dared to breathe, eyes wide open as cold sweat kept flowing.

With a clang, Ye Tianchen threw the notched machete to the ground and walked over to Xiao Ya, heavily gasping for air. Without using his Superpower, without using Superpower, even someone as skilled as him was greatly fatigued. Facing over three hundred machete-wielding strong men, Ye Tianchen’s right hand was chopped so much it had gone weak.

"Tianchen, Tianchen, are you alright..." Xiao Ya sobbed, her beautiful face already covered in tears. Such a man deserved her tears, deserved her deep love.

"Silly girl, I’m fine. Don’t cry, let’s go!" Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

Xiao Ya was stunned for a moment, then nodded resolutely, taking Ye Tianchen’s left hand and holding it tightly, as if afraid she might lose something precious at any moment.

Ye Tianchen, leading Xiao Ya, stepped over the bodies of those strong men. The remaining hundreds of strong men blocking Ye Tianchen’s way trembled all over, their machetes nearly slipping from their grasp. As Ye Tianchen led Xiao Ya forward, with each step they took, these men retreated, none daring to come forward.

Facing Ye Tianchen, the Demon King of murder, who wouldn’t be afraid? Souls trembled at the sight of him killing over thirty people in less than ten minutes, each strike deadly, particularly the horrific scene where he decapitated a strong man, blood spraying into the sky, an image that would haunt them forever.

Thus, Ye Tianchen, holding Xiao Ya’s hand, slowly made his way towards the mouth of the alley. After the fierce battle, although he had only sustained some minor knife wounds, his strength was waning. He kept a vigilant eye on the group of evil assassin strong men, fearing a sneak attack, not wanting Xiao Ya to get hurt.

Gradually, Ye Tianchen and Xiao Ya neared the alley entrance, less than ten meters away. Once they got out, no one would be able to stop Ye Tianchen.

"Die, you little bastard..."

Suddenly, a strong man roared and launched a surprise attack from behind, aiming a strike at Ye Tianchen’s back.

This strong man, who surged forward to sneak attack Ye Tianchen, was Ah Hu’s own younger brother, known as Hei Wa. He originally thought Ye Tianchen, even if skilled, could not possibly contend with so many of them. Yet from the moment the fight started, Hei Wa was too scared to charge forward; Ye Tianchen was like a Death God, unstoppable. Anyone who dared to approach was met with only one outcome—death.

Now, as Hei Wa saw Ye Tianchen about to escape, he gritted his teeth, trying to land a surprise strike on him. If he succeeded, they were sure to kill Ye Tianchen that night.

"Tianchen, be careful!"

Xiao Ya screamed in terror, without a moment’s hesitation, pushing Ye Tianchen out of the way and taking his place. With a slicing sound, it was the noise of flesh being torn open—Hei Wa’s blade did not hit Ye Tianchen.

As Ye Tianchen turned around instantly, he saw Xiao Ya smiling sweetly, her beautiful face so enchanting as she fell toward the ground.

"Tianchen, go quickly, go, hurry..." Xiao Ya fell into a pool of blood, crying out in pain and struggle.

"Xiao Ya!"

Ye Tianchen roared to the heavens and rushed towards Xiao Ya without a care...

In her determination to protect Ye Tianchen, Xiao Ya took Hei Wa’s blade onto herself. Hei Wa, too, was stunned for a moment, then his face twisted into a malevolent grin. Ye Tianchen was too strong, they surely weren’t his match—Ye Tianchen was indeed like a Death God, invincible. But now, Hei Wa had discovered Ye Tianchen’s weakness, which was Xiao Ya. Once Xiao Ya was injured or attacked, Ye Tianchen would be thrown into complete disarray, presenting them with the perfect opportunity to kill Ye Tianchen.

"Tianchen, don’t worry about me, you... you get away..." Xiao Ya lay in the pool of blood, biting her teeth in agony, shouting at Ye Tianchen.