Chapter 1385 - 1384: Great Yin-Yang Master

Chapter 1385: Chapter 1384: Great Yin-Yang Master

Fengjian Clan.

When Ling Chen and Hong Ye arrived at the gates of the Fengjian Clan, no one paid them any attention. However, when Ling Chen cleaved open the large gate with a single strike and sent a group of clan guards flying, they were stunned.

One after another, the experts of the Fengjian Clan rushed forward, wielding tachi, long spears, or hidden weapons, all attacking Ling Chen and Hong Ye.

Seeing so many experts rushing to attack, Hong Ye’s pretty face paled slightly; in truth, following Ling Chen this time, she was somewhat nervous. To challenge an entire family alone was insane, even if someone had the strength, they wouldn’t have the courage.

In another sense, Ling Chen was indeed a madman.

"Rip him apart!"

At this moment, the fastest dozen or so had already closed in on Ling Chen, eyes shining with malevolence. Since the founding of this city by the Fengjian Clan, no one had ever dared to break in openly, not even a Sword Saint.

Facing the expert warriors of the Fengjian Clan who were closing in, Ling Chen stretched out his ten fingers, with the sharp sword qi extending from his fingertips. When those dozen or so Fengjian experts got within five meters of him, Ling Chen suddenly spread his fingers, releasing several strands of sword qi.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several strands of sword qi shot out, hitting the experts’ weapons and crucial points on their bodies. In just the blink of an eye, everyone flew backward, spitting blood and rolling on the ground.

Their bodies flew and knocked back the other experts rushing forward, causing a large group to topple under the residual impact.

A massive group of nearby samurai fell, and the ninjas from dozens of meters away took action, launching a barrage of various hidden weapons: kunai, darts, shuriken, and even gunpowder, poisonous insects, and fierce beasts, all with tremendous explosive power, enveloping Ling Chen from all sides, sweeping in like an overwhelming tide!

Such an astonishing hidden weapon attack, as though meant to turn a person into a sieve; yet in the face of this offensive, Ling Chen’s expression remained calm. When the multitude of hidden weapons arrived en masse, he raised his palm, unleashing an invisible force that formed an invisible wall of qi around his body!

Numerous bullets struck the colorless qi wall, but the immense force only made the wall tremble slightly. The wall, at least a finger thick, couldn’t be penetrated, much less broken by these hidden weapons, which became stuck to the qi wall, immobile.

"How is this possible?"

The experts of the Fengjian Clan were shocked. In their view, countless hidden weapons were embedded in the qi wall, like tiny black spots adorning an umbrella.

Rustle, rustle...

Ling Chen took a swig from a wine jug as he advanced, surrounded by hidden weapons, stepping forward like a demon. The numerous Fengjian Clan experts were speechless in awe, as time seemed to freeze, the space becoming static.

"Return!"

With his eyes suddenly flashing with sharp light, Ling Chen emitted a shout, and the hidden weapons stuck to the qi wall abruptly changed direction, raining down on all sides like a violent storm!

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!

All the hidden weapons’ speed was several times faster than when they were aimed at Ling Chen, shooting into the crowd like dazzling meteors!

Thud, thud, thud, thud!

Wherever the hidden weapons passed, every Fengjian Clan expert, without exception, flew back with their weapons, bodies pierced, blood spraying forth. Each wore expressions of agony, falling to the ground, groaning in pain.

The remaining experts backed away, gazing in fright at Ling Chen, involuntarily retreating from the hundred-meter area around him.

Ling Chen advanced step by step; with each step forward, others stepped back. At that moment, from the wooden house, several figures suddenly emerged, led by Fengjian Hongyi, the head of the Fengjian Clan, and the Great Yin-Yang Master Ito Zhai.

Looking at the chaotic scene before him, a shock flashed in Fengjian Hongyi’s eyes. Although he anticipated his clan wouldn’t easily withstand Ling Chen, he didn’t expect it to be this tragic; in a short time, Ling Chen broke through their defenses, killing his way here.

"It seems that there is no grudge between my Fengjian Clan and Your Excellency,"

Fengjian Hongyi couldn’t help but furrow his brow, staring at Ling Chen with somber eyes, "Setting aside that you injured my child, why did you intrude into my Fengjian Clan, engaging in such a massacre?"

"Even if I didn’t come, do you think you would have spared me?"

Ling Chen’s mouth curled into a mocking smile, then he shook his head, "The answer is clearly no, since that’s the case, instead of constantly hiding, why not come directly, catching you off guard? Your Excellency, tell me, am I right or not."

"Arrogant brat."

Fengjian Hongyi laughed coldly, "Had you fled with all your strength initially, there might have been a glimmer of hope, but you came here looking for death, cutting off your only chance."

"Looking for death? I don’t think so."

Ling Chen shook his head, "Based on your strength as the head of the Fengjian Clan, you probably can’t do it."

"Presumptuous words!"

"Extremely outrageous!"

The Fengjian Clan members glared at Ling Chen, then turned to Fengjian Hongyi one after another, "Family Head, please swiftly eradicate this vile traitor!"

"And that woman beside him isn’t anything good; once captured, we must let her taste the cruelty of my Fengjian Clan!"

Kazama Ichiro’s gaze fell on Hong Ye beside Ling Chen, revealing a greedy look. Although Hong Ye wore a mask at the moment, he knew her appearance well, having long coveted her. Once Ling Chen was dealt with, he intended to seize Hong Ye and humiliate her.

"Master, beside Fengjian Hongyi stands the Great Yin-Yang Master Ito Zhai, whose strength likely surpasses Fengjian Hongyi."

Hong Ye’s heart sank slightly, leaning in to whisper to Ling Chen, with just Fengjian Hongyi it wouldn’t have been as concerning; unexpectedly, there was a powerful Great Yin-Yang Master beside him. This worried her, fearing if Ling Chen were defeated, her own situation would become exceedingly dangerous.

"Great Yin-Yang Master, huh?"

Ling Chen’s gaze slightly sharpened; on the Yingzhou Continent, aside from various Martial Arts Schools, Onmyojis are a very strong profession, often held by powerful Shamans from major shrines. Their strength typically surpasses that of shrine maidens, even greatly respected by famous swordsmen and saints in Yingzhou, who dare not offend these masters capable of invoking ghost gods.