As Ye Chen’s gaze swept over, he saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair 50 steps away.
The old man was extrely ordinary, like a skinny aging man so ordinary that it could be ignored. This was the person who had just slashed out a blade aura and saved Park Hyun-dong from Ye Chen’s hands.
“It’s Master Jindo!” soone in the crowd exclaid. Then, because of the series of gasps, everyone looked at the old man in the wheelchair in admiration!
Jindo!
He was a very famous strong warrior from a generation in Korea 50 years ago!
It was rumored that after he was 20 years old, he had continuously joined the various big and famous blade societies and blade cultivation sects in Korea. In just 30 years, he had joined a total of more than a hundred sects. He gathered the strengths of all the sects and finally comprehended the “Jindo’s Special Nine Techniques”!
The day he mastered the blade technique, he cut through a waterfall with a single blade!
With a single blade, he cut thousands of heads!
However, he disappeared at his peak. In the blink of an eye, 50 years had passed. Everyone thought that he was dead, but unexpectedly, he had appeared in the Park family!
In the face of everyone’s fervor, Jindo appeared very calm. The aura of ti emanated from the depths of his pair of old eyes as if he was used to seeing all kinds of things in the world.
“Uncle!”
Having been saved, Park Hyun-dong was ecstatic. He subconsciously walked in front of him, intending to assist the old man with his wheelchair.
Jindo shook his head slightly, indicating for him to step back. Then, he pressed the armrest of the wheelchair with both palms. Under the shocked expressions of the crowd, the wheelchair floated up from the ground, 12 to 15 ters away from the ground.
In the next mont, the wheelchair landed less than five steps away from Ye Chen.
He glanced at the corpses lying on the ground, then frowned and said, “Mad Southern Ye, as an expert from China, aren’t you disgracing yourself by killing innocents so indiscriminately?”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s eyes turned red!
The 800 guards of the Park family had all died by the hand of Ye Chen. Every single one of them was related to the people present. They were either nephews or relatives.
The most excited one was none other than Park Hyun-dong.
In order to nurture such a team, the Park family had paid an incomparably high price. However, now, all of them had died at Ye Chen’s hands. How could he not feel extre heartache?
Faced with Jindo’s accusation, Ye Chen said expressionlessly, “From the mont the Park family provoked , all of this was destined to happen today!”
Ever since he stepped on the path of cultivation, his ntality had changed!
He only believed in killing, destroying, humiliating, and destroying. In the whole world, who could stop him? Could the gods stop him? Could Buddha stop him?
As the saying went, “Those who are not of my race have different hearts[1]”. He was hostile towards these people from the beginning to the end.
As his voice fell, Park Hyun-dong’s eyes were wide open. His face was red as he cursed, “Uncle, kill him! Kill him! We must tear him into pieces!”
“Master Jindo, kill the Chinese dog!”
All the mbers of the Park family knelt down at the sa ti!
“He has humiliated Korea. We must kill him!”
The two words “Chinese dog” made Ye Chen’s eyes flash with a fierce light. Then, a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body. This aura was like a tidal wave that swept wildly in all directions.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bodies of those kneeling on the ground exploded at the sa ti, turning into a snow mist that filled the sky. It was as if a heavy bomb was thrown into the crowd. These people did not even have the ti to scream in pain.
Only a portion of those who were standing far away was not affected.
“How dare you!? Mad Southern Ye, you’re bullying the Koreans!” Jindo roared angrily, and a long blade suddenly appeared in his hand. The blade was narrow, and the wooden handle was long and thin. It was sowhat similar to a long spear!
This was a podao, also known as a fighting blade, which had been passed down from ancient China. It was a weapon with a long and wide steel blade attached to the wooden handle. When used, one would use two hands to hold the hilt of the podao, and with the blade and the weight of the podao, one would kill the enemy.
Almost every good man in the outlaws of the marsh was equipped with a podao. Because the podao could be disassembled, the stick could also be disassembled to defend against the enemy whereas the remaining tip of the blade could be used for farming and chopping firewood.
The mont Jindo held the podao, the aura on his entire body suddenly changed. He no longer looked like the skinny old man from before. Instead, he seed like a soldier who was about to go on an expedition!
After witnessing Ye Chen’s previous tricks, he knew that he might not be a match for the latter. However, this still could not dampen the fighting spirit in his heart!
“After forty to fifty years, the wind and rain are like shadows, never to be seen again. Passing through the clouds, life and death are like blurred lines of Heaven!”
His face was terrifyingly gloomy, and his eyes revealed a dazzling light. He had been to China in the early years, so he understood the Chinese culture!
The mountain was tens of thousands of kiloters long, stretching endlessly, but it could not hide the trace of battle intent in his heart!
His hot blood was surging, and his large podao was whistling!
“A brave warrior might not have accomplished 50 ritorious deeds, but he has raised his blade and stood guard looking out at the desolate lands alone!”
He had practiced blade techniques all his life!
The way of the blade was his path in life!
50 years ago, when he fought with others, he was shocked to realize that his perseverance and pride were rely a ‘blade’ in his opponent’s eyes!
That blade...It slashed off everything below his waist!
That blade...It also sliced off his confidence!
He had been silent for 50 years and never drew his blade ever again!
Nevertheless, today, Ye Chen had once again stimulated the blade intent in his heart!
“Mad Southern Ye, 50 years ago, I was cut in half by the blade of your Chinese powerhouse. I have been silent for 50 years and sharpened my blade. Today, I will return it all to you!” Jindo roared and slashed out!
Boom!
The wind rose from the flat ground like a speck of dust rising from the green duckweed!
A blade ray streaked across the sky!
The strong wind seed to connect with the saber ray and form a river. It all rushed toward the east with an unstoppable montum!
When the streak of blade ray fell, it suddenly beca as sharp as a knife, piercing one’s eyes!
The remaining mbers of the Park family, including Park Hyun-dong, felt a bone-piercing gale blowing over, causing their expressions to change. They had never seen a person who could create such power with a single blade.
“As expected of Master Jindo!”
“I thought that Master Jindo was old and frail, and his strength wouldn’t be as good as before. I didn’t expect him to beco even more terrifying!”
“With just one slash, the Chinese dog will definitely die!”
Everyone was extrely excited.
The thousands of blade rays in the air finally gathered into a giant blade shadow that was dozens of feet wide and slashed at Ye Chen’s head.
“Not only did you comprehend the blade intent in your crippled body, but you also integrated the concept of life and death into it. From this, it’s apparent that you are also a man of great perseverance and wisdom!”
“If you had used this move on half a year ago, I might have only been able to rely on the strength of my body to resist it. Unfortunately, I’m currently in the Foundation Building stage!” Ye Chen clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head slightly.
Jindo’s move was enough to kill any martial arts grandmaster or even a half-step martial venerable. Moreover, it was the kind of attack that could not be avoided.
Unfortunately, he was now facing Ye Chen, who had long broken through to the Foundation Building stage. By this ti, his supernatural powers had increased by more than ten tis compared to before, and the number of spells and abilities that he could use was even more infinite.
“33-Days Divine Punch, Dragon Claw!”
Ye Chen chuckled. With one hand grabbing onto Park Hye-Shin, he freed up his other hand to attack the mighty Jindo who was fiercely pouncing toward him.
[1] referring to the Koreans
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