Chapter 453

Chapter 453: Chapter 452 Four experts in the Kitashin Ittoryu style, who were just now unbearably arrogant, treated the Ye family clan as nothing more than vegetables to be chopped at will. But now, with the appearance of Ye Tianchen, they became the vegetables, and the strength of this young man was truly beyond their expectations. They too were elite disciples of the Kitashin Ittoryu style and initially thought Sato’s death was an accident, or perhaps caused by a genetic mutation drug, but they hadn’t anticipated that Ye Tianchen actually possessed such power.

"Speak, I’ll be very gentle, otherwise when I get violent, it’s not something ordinary people can endure!" Ye Tianchen said with a smile, holding the Japanese military sword in his hand and looking down at the assassin who was lying on the ground with both arms already severed by him.

"Ah... I... I don’t know..."

Thud!

Thud!

Two more flashes of the blade, and the assassin’s legs were cleanly severed. Ye Tianchen, who appeared to be harmless and still smiling lightly, might not be too clear or concerned about the hatred between nations on Earth, given his origins from an apocalypse star, but he certainly didn’t have a favorable opinion of these assassins. He dealt with them casually as their strength, although formidable, was not enough to challenge him. What he wanted now was to find out from these assassins where the Kitashin Ittoryu style was hidden. A large number of Kitashin Ittoryu style experts had come with significant strength, and it would be too bad if they continued to be passive.

"Ah..."

The assassin let out a continuous scream of agony. He had never expected that the young man in front of him, with a face that showed an innocuous smile and seemed to have little lethality, would be so ruthless and decisive once he took action. It was truly chilling.

The group from the Ye family, both old and young, watched Ye Tianchen in amazement. They were only now realizing how much his rise had benefitted them. Had it not been for Ye Tianchen, they probably would all be corpses by now. Having such a powerful individual emerge from their family was indeed a blessing. In all of this, only Ye Mubai and Ye Heguo, two solitary souls, showed embarrassed expressions. Facing four assassins, they were powerless, cowardly, and even as they saw their wives and children killed, they dared not rush out, earning utmost contempt from others.

Now Ye Tianchen, a descendant who had been driven out of the Ye family, once deemed a prodigal and useless by them, stood there. If not for him, the Ye family would have died off long ago. Who would have thought that in the end, the Ye family would need to be saved by this once discarded descendant?

The leading assassin glared fiercely at Ye Tianchen, blood still dripping from the corners of his mouth. Ye Tianchen’s punch had been heavy, infused with the energy of the Emperor-level Superpower Realm. Even though he didn’t use his full strength, the punch was powerful enough to break several of the assassin’s ribs. Seeing his remaining subordinate also doomed to die after having both arms and legs cut off by Ye Tianchen, he really wanted to run away and not die in vain here.

"Ah, I’m always like this, not keeping my word. Kindness, oh kindness, kindness always ends up harming me. Since that’s the case, let me ask you one more time, where are your people from the Kitashin Ittoryu style hiding?" Ye Tianchen said, feigning self-reproach, and shook his head.

The assassin, with both arms and legs severed, had long passed out from the pain. Ye Tianchen stepped on his head, and when he applied pressure, the unconscious assassin was awoken by the pain and continued to scream like a slaughtered pig. Ye Tianchen sighed, raised the Japanese military sword in his right hand, and prepared to put him out of his misery.

Whoosh!

But just as Ye Tianchen lifted the Japanese military sword in his right hand, the leading assassin dashed towards the main gate of the Ye family’s old residence, aiming to escape. He thought he saw his chance as Ye Tianchen was about to cut down his last subordinate. He didn’t dare to make a move before because he felt Ye Tianchen’s strength far surpassed his own and that escape was futile. But now, seeing an opportunity as Ye Tianchen was about to slay his last follower, he decided to run for his life, not caring about his dying subordinate.

Swish!

The leading assassin thought he could make it. Just as his front foot reached the gate of the Ye family’s old residence and a smirk began to form on his face, believing he could escape, a figure had already appeared above his head and a blade chopped down.

The leader of the assassins startled, realizing he couldn’t escape, could only horizontally hold his Japanese military sword up to block, hoping to fend off Ye Tianchen’s strike.

Crack!

Thud!

Ye Tianchen swung his sword through the air and harshly severed the leading assassin’s Japanese katana, the blade even cutting into the man’s shoulder and pinning him against the Ye family’s mansion gate, leaving him unable to break free.

"Ah... don’t kill me, don’t kill me!" The leading assassin was terrified, his will to fight completely crushed by Ye Tianchen’s single strike. He never expected that he couldn’t even block a single blow from such a young man. Now, with the slightest movement, that Japanese katana could split him in two. He dared not move recklessly and could only plead incessantly.

"Actually, I am quite a peace-loving person and don’t enjoy killing. Look at your subordinate there, I gave him two chances, and he didn’t speak, now he’s died a painful death, truly cruel. I didn’t want to do that either, so I’ll give you one chance. If you don’t tell the truth, how about I chop off your head with one stroke? That would save all of us the trouble, wouldn’t it?" Ye Tianchen was still smiling, with a seemingly harmless expression as he spoke.

"You... you’re a devil, you’re a devil..."

The leading assassin, trembling all over, spoke with sweat pouring down. Killing people was a common occurrence for them, not even enough to furrow their brows. But a killer like Ye Tianchen, who still maintained a smile and treated it as nothing, was beyond their ability, especially in the presence of that smile. He could kill so nonchalantly—how strong was his heart really?

"Wrong, I’m an angel. Now, I’m here on God’s behalf to ask you, how many people from the Bei Chen One Sword Style came this time, and where are they hiding?" Ye Tianchen said with an amused smile.

"I... I... I only know that over thirty masters came, but where they are, I truly don’t know. We are just waiting for orders from the outside..." The trembling voice of the leading assassin trailed off.

"Is that so? You’ve only answered one of God’s questions, and God says he is not pleased..." With a flick of his wrist, Ye Tianchen’s expression was calm as he struck, but his blow was by no means gentle. What use was there in keeping these murderous little Japanese devils alive?

"Ah... don’t—I... I really don’t know... it was Elder Songben’s orders, we’re just following them, they won’t let us know!" Seeing Ye Tianchen ready to strike at his neck, the leading assassin was petrified. Nobody wished to end up headless, and he quickly blurted out in response.

"Songben?" Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but ask.

"Yes, Elder Songben Xiajian. He is the Sword Emperor’s own brother and is in charge of all our Bei Chen One Sword Style affairs in China this time!"

Ye Tianchen was momentarily taken aback, a smile forming on his lips. He hadn’t expected the Sword Emperor’s own brother to be involved—those little Japanese were really giving him quite the consideration. But this also meant that getting rid of these devils would be difficult. The Sword Emperor’s brother would surely be powerful, given that the Sword Emperor was among the top three of the world’s strongest. Although Earth was no longer suitable for cultivation, to rank among the ten strongest required a significant level of strength. Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but think that he needed to prepare for a major battle.

"You really don’t know?" Ye Tianchen asked with a playful smile.

"Really... I really don’t..." The leading assassin, seeing Ye Tianchen ask like this, felt as if he’d been pardoned.

Ye Tianchen glanced at the leading assassin, gave a slight smile, but said nothing. He turned around and walked back, holding the Japanese katana. But just as the leading assassin, disregarding his injury, tried to flee, a streak of light from Ye Tianchen’s right hand flashed — the Japanese katana flew out and went straight into the head of the leading little Japanese assassin, nailing him dead against the gate of the Ye family mansion.

After killing four masters from the Bei Chen One Sword Style, Ye Tianchen still hadn’t discovered where the Bei Chen masters were hiding. It seemed the leading little Japanese assassin hadn’t lied; they were really just the outer members this time around. The real masters from Bei Chen One Sword Style hadn’t yet made their move, which somewhat alarmed Ye Tianchen. It seemed Bei Chen One Sword Style had really sent quite a force this time around; eliminating them wouldn’t be easy.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Tianchen didn’t say anything. He didn’t even glance at the people from the Ye family but turned around and walked toward the mansion’s entrance. His purpose in rushing to the Ye mansion had been to take advantage of the Bei Chen One Sword Style’s attack to find out their hiding place and saving these Ye family members was just a side task. To be honest, he felt no affection for these people in the Ye mansion; he was too disappointed in them, so there was no need for words.

And the Ye family men, women, and children, seeing Ye Tianchen turn to leave, were all stunned, anxiety building in their hearts. If Ye Tianchen left, who would protect them? Who could protect them?

"Tianchen, wait a moment..." At that moment, Ye Yuanshan came out and called out to Ye Tianchen. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)