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Chapter 448: Chapter 448 Ye Chu Dies

The Canglang Military Governor was almost exploding with rage; Ye Chu, this useless trash, kept threatening a girl over and over again.

What was key was that this girl was damn Cheng Dongliang’s daughter. If something really happened to her, the Canglang Unit would probably never know peace again.

“I’m calling him right now,” said the Military Governor as he took out a satellite phone to dial.

Cheng Dongliang, however, waved his hand: “No need, it’s fine.”

“It’s fine?”

Cheng Dongliang hummed in affirmation, “With this youngster here, a Ye Chu can’t stir up any waves.”

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Indeed, if Li Xiaoyao was determined to protect someone, a mere Ye Chu certainly couldn’t make any trouble.

The other nine military commanders all looked at Cheng Dongliang with some envy. They had all heard Li Xiaoyao’s statement loud and clear: “She’s my woman.”

The thought of Cheng Dongliang having such a powerful cultivator as a son-in-law made the nine Military Governors feel quite unbalanced.

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Everyone was shocked by the sudden turn of events; in the many years of the military region competition, no one had ever continued to attack after their opponent had admitted defeat.

Li Xiaoyao was the first.

Huang Feng felt that he should say something; frowning, he said, “Li Xiaoyao, since he has already admitted defeat, continuing to attack is a bit excessive.”

Giving him a cold glance, Li Xiaoyao said, “Who are you to question me?”

“You…”

“If you don’t want to die, then shut your mouth.” A flicker of killing intent passed through Li Xiaoyao’s eyes as he uttered coldly.

Huang Feng actually closed his mouth because he knew that he was no match for Li Xiaoyao. It wasn’t worth it to stand up for Ye Chu.

Yi Kong slowly walked over, his gaze fixed on Li Xiaoyao as he asked, “Is it fun to bully someone who can’t fight back?”

Li Xiaoyao locked eyes with him and countered, “Do you want to die?”

Yi Kong’s usually expressionless face revealed a slightly threatening smile, “Do you think you can kill me?”

“To kill you, I’d only need one move,” Li Xiaoyao said, his tone flat yet filled with unquestionable confidence.

“Oh, then you can try,” Yi Kong replied as the Storage Ring on his finger glinted, and a staff of unidentified material was already in his hand. A powerful aura burst forth from his body, creating a vacuum over a ten-meter radius around him.

However, Li Xiaoyao didn’t even bother to give him a proper glance; the Seven Star Ancient Sword floated in the air, its tip pointing directly at a pale and terrified Ye Chu.

“Li Xiaoyao, don’t push me,” Ye Chu roared, the veins on his arm, which was clutching Cheng Yiyi, bulging, his emotions particularly agitated.

“And what if I push you? Is my woman someone you can covet? From the moment you laid hands on her, you should have known that your life no longer belongs to you. Let her go, and I’ll make it quick for you,” Li Xiaoyao said.

“I have already surrendered; if you kill me, the Military Governor won’t let you off,” Ye Chu knew that the military’s people must be on their way, and if he could just hold out until they arrived, he would be safe.

But what he didn’t know was that if Li Xiaoyao wanted someone dead, it didn’t matter if the military backed them, or if they were from one of the Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country, it would still be impossible to escape death.

“You think to pressure me with the military, and I will be afraid?” Li Xiaoyao scoffed derisively, “Whoever comes today will not be able to save you.”

“Hey, I’m saying,” Yi Kong sounded a bit impatient, his delicate eyebrows knitting together in a trace of anger. “If you’re going to kill him, it seems you haven’t asked for my permission.”

Li Xiaoyao paid no attention to the monk, the killing intent in his heart thickening, and the Seven Star Ancient Sword resonating more violently at his side, its buzzing sound incessant.

Ye Chu knew he was about to make a move, his voice screamed in terror, “If you want to kill me, then let’s die together!”

Without hesitation, Ye Chu pulled out a grenade from his waist with his left hand and pulled the pin, his right hand tightly gripping Cheng Yiyi.

The members of Blood Rose witnessed this scene and were frightened by his crazy action, retreating one after another.

The members of the Dragon Team were also shocked; Ye Chu was truly desperate, resorting to such an act.

Li Xiaoyao’s gaze sharpened as the Seven Star Ancient Sword disappeared into thin air. In the next moment, everyone saw a streak of cold light sever Ye Chu’s left arm. Ye Chu roared in pain as a figure already approached, snatching Cheng Yiyi from his grasp.

“Whoosh!”

The sword blade passed through Ye Chu’s neck, taking him high into the air, and just then, the grenade exploded.

“Bang!”

The tremendous energy and force of the explosion burst into the sky in an instant, raining down flesh and blood from the heavens, staining the yellow sand red.

A breeze blew by, covering the blood-soaked sands, concealing the slaughter that had just occurred as if it never happened.

Li Xiaoyao’s thunderous method of kill-on-sight silenced everyone.

Yi Kong looked at him, whispering, “Indeed very strong, but to me, not invincible.”

The Ancient Sword flew back to Li Xiaoyao’s side. He turned to face the crowd, his voice cold and ruthless, “Do you concede on your own, or shall I make a move?”

The remaining members of the Canglang Unit, having witnessed Li Xiaoyao’s methods, naturally would not choose to be his enemy. Knowing it was impossible to win but still insisting on fighting was not bravery, but stupidity.

The sound of the helicopter could already be faintly heard, and Feng Longwei and the others bowed their heads in resignation. This military tournament was destined to go down in history for Long Chi Troop, and Li Xiaoyao’s glorious achievements would be esteemed as exemplary.

Yi Kong looked into the distance where the helicopter was about two thousand meters away.

“Li Xiaoyao, let’s fight,” Yi Kong said, waving the long staff. With a light tap of his feet, his body soared like a swallow, arriving in front of Li Xiaoyao in an instant.

Li Xiaoyao looked at him indifferently, “As I said, you’re not my opponent.”

“You’re afraid of a simple victory or defeat?” Yi Kong provoked.

“In my battles, there is no victory or defeat, only life or death.”

“Heh, then bring it on.” Yi Kong wasn’t so easily intimidated. With a gentle flick of his wrist, the staff trembled, making the air itself vibrate.

“Sky-shocking Staff Technique!” Yi Kong shouted, stepping forward with his left foot; his body flipped forward with the momentum, and the staff came crashing down with the force of myriad jun, aiming for Li Xiaoyao.

“Going all out from the start, it seems even Yi Kong isn’t confident,” remarked Huang Feng, the instructor, as he sensed the power of Yi Kong’s staff and his expression slightly changed.

“With a Cultivation Level of Third Rank in the Spirit Cultivation Realm, yet capable of exerting such immense power, this monk’s true strength fears even an average Ninth Rank Cultivator of the Spiritual Realm,” Li Xiaoyao’s eyes were sharp, immediately judging Yi Kong’s actual cultivation level and his true strength.

“No wonder he’s so arrogant, but to think that with this strength, he can defy me, that’s a huge mistake!”

Li Xiaoyao grasped the sword hilt, his right hand gently stroking the blade, his finger lightly flicking the blade.

“Hum~”

The resonating sound of the sword echoed. Li Xiaoyao nonchalantly tossed out the Ancient Sword, softly uttering a single word: “Go!”

The Ancient Sword swelled in the wind, a three-foot blade instantly becoming a sword tens of meters in length, slashing down from the sky.

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