Ye Kunlun sipped his tea, his face devoid of worry.
Tang Zhuozhuo and Tang Tangtang stood to his right behind him, while Nangong Yunshao stood to her left, her gaze distant, lost in thought.
Feng Tutu occasionally glanced at Nangong Yunshao. She had always been wary of this woman who had suddenly appeared and held no good impression of her.
Ye Kunlun took another sip of tea, his eyes fixed on the bloody handprint and Dark Ranking Nineteenth on the wall.
As Ye Kunlun spoke, the oppressive feeling that had been weighing on everyone like a mountain instantly vanished.
At the same time, Blood Hand and Dark Ranking Nineteenth met, one with a palm strike and the other with a punch, colliding with a deafening boom.
The sound waves spread outwards at a terrifying speed, causing the trees in the distance to rustle violently.
Blood Hand's palm strike landed, yet he didn't retreat an inch.
Looking at Dark Ranking Nineteenth, his face was slightly contorted. He had actually been forced back half a step by Blood Hand's seemingly ordinary palm strike!
Though it was only a small half-step, for a powerful individual, it could be fatal!
Dark Ranking Nineteenth said coldly, "I thought Blood Hand Wuchang was merely at the peak of Innate Realm. Now, it seems I underestimated you."
Blood Hand licked his lips, a hint of bloodlust in his eyes. "Therefore, you shall die here today. However, dying at the hands of this Wuchang is also a blessing you cultivated in your past life!"
"Arrogant!"
Dark Ranking Nineteenth snorted, "Take my second punch!"
With that, Dark Ranking Nineteenth's aura surged again, and he once more struck Blood Hand with a punch.
"Mountain Splitter!"
As Dark Ranking Nineteenth unleashed his punch, he roared, seemingly channeling all his momentum and strength into this single blow.
The violent force directly compressed the space in front of his fist into a vacuum, and the air explosion sounded with a sharp whistle, hurting the eardrums!
Blood Hand's expression remained unchanged as he watched Dark Ranking Nineteenth throw his second punch.
His palm techniques were inherently soft and flexible, perfectly countering Dark Ranking Nineteenth's forceful and aggressive boxing style.
Facing Dark Ranking Nineteenth's second punch, Blood Hand spoke with no emotion, "My second palm strike is called Soul Chaser!"
As he spoke, his shadow vanished.
He had seemingly disappeared from Dark Ranking Nineteenth's front, leaving only a mist of blood that enveloped him.
In Ye Kunlun's eyes, it wasn't blood mist at all, but rather Blood Hand's speed was so great that it appeared as a blood mist!
"Ye Kunlun, Blood Hand should be alright, right? That Dark Ranking Nineteenth's punches look so terrifying, as if nothing can break through them!"
Tang Zhuozhuo couldn't help but whisper the question.
"His punches are indeed unstoppable, but he unfortunately encountered Blood Hand. Blood Hand's soft palm techniques perfectly counter him."
Ye Kunlun took a sip of his tea and replied calmly, showing no concern, but rather a hint of leisurely enjoyment.
If Ye Kunlun hadn't modified Blood Hand's cultivation technique, even if he were in the Spirit Opening Realm, defeating Dark Ranking Nineteenth would have been a challenge.
However, his technique had been worked on by Ye Kunlun, increasing its power by more than one or two tiers.
"Split! Split! Split!"
Although Dark Ranking Nineteenth's punches were powerful, they were not known for their speed.
Therefore, he was powerless against the swift Blood Hand, who moved like a shadow. He could only rely on his own fists to break through the blood mist that enveloped him!
As long as he broke through the blood mist, it meant hitting Blood Hand!
He roared in anger, his terrifying fists striking again and again, trying to disperse the blood mist before him.
But as time passed, he found no opportunity, and instead, a hint of frustration began to grow within him.
Just then, Blood Hand let out a cold sneer.
Dark Ranking Nineteenth's trace of frustration caused a flaw in his punch's momentum.
Blood Hand quietly exploited that flaw and struck Dark Ranking Nineteenth!
Stumble, stumble, stumble—
Dark Ranking Nineteenth staggered back three or four steps, a flush rising on his rugged face, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His expression was grim, and he looked at Blood Hand with unwillingness, speaking with difficulty, "I never expected that I, the dignified Dark Ranking Nineteenth, would fall at your hands."
Blood Hand smiled faintly, "As I said before, I am here to kill you on behalf of the Young Master."
Dark Ranking Nineteenth replied coldly, "Although I have been defeated by you, if you wish to kill me, I'm afraid..."
"Noisy!"
Ye Kunlun, having drunk half his tea, directly threw it at the babbling Dark Ranking Nineteenth.
The tea instantly transformed into streaks of sword energy, and the terrifying sword intent directly cut off Dark Ranking Nineteenth's words.
He didn't even have time to evade Ye Kunlun's sword energy before it pierced him like a sieve, spraying like a gushing pipe!
Blood Hand was stunned, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Dark Ranking Ninth, whose aura was slowly fading, and laughed, "As expected, bad people die because they talk too much!"
Suddenly, several silent shadows surrounded Blood Hand, who seemed to have not yet noticed.
Ye Kunlun snorted, "You know bad people die because they talk too much, yet you haven't noticed the three people who have appeared beside you?"
Blood Hand shivered, for he hadn't noticed anyone nearby at all.
The moment he lost his focus, a dark shadow lunged towards his heart!
Blood Hand's eyes sharpened. As one of the Wuchang from the Boundless Prison, his speed was his greatest asset.
Therefore, the moment he reacted, he dodged the opponent's attack.
"Tutu, go help him!"
Ye Kunlun ordered Feng Tutu.
Feng Tutu obeyed and directly joined the fray. Without any visible effort from her, three figures were revealed.
"Japanese again?" Feng Tutu's pretty face was filled with coldness and killing intent. She said to Blood Hand, "Let's finish this quickly!"
The three excelled at stealth, but Feng Tutu's cultivation technique was extremely sensitive to energy auras. With her and Blood Hand working together, the opponents' stealth techniques were rendered almost useless!
Thud, thud, thud—
The three were quickly dealt with by the pair.
Feng Tutu looked at Blood Hand triumphantly, "Now you know how amazing I am, right?"
"Amazing!" Blood Hand praised Feng Tutu.
An hour later.
Together, Feng Tutu and Blood Hand had dealt with countless suicidal assassins.
Ye Kunlun sensed something and said to the two, "Alright, I've finished most of my tea. You two can come back!"
Jun Xinglan, who had been growing impatient, said, "Supreme Lord, you are finally allowing your subordinate to make a move."
Ye Kunlun showed a playful expression and replied, "If you're not afraid of being thrashed, then go ahead."
Upon hearing this, Jun Xinglan knew Ye Kunlun had sensed something.
"Hehehe..."
A string of laughter drifted over. "Those assassins from Huaxia and Dongyang are truly useless if they haven't dealt with the person yet."
"It seems this two hundred billion commission is mine." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
As she spoke, a charming figure wearing sunglasses appeared at the entrance of the Boundless Prison.
Jun Xinglan's expression changed slightly upon seeing Lily appear. "Lily, ranked second on the Dark Ranking?"
No wonder Ye Kunlun said he wasn't afraid of being thrashed if he made a move.
Lily was the only assassin on the Dark Ranking who was consistently active externally yet remained unharmed, which spoke volumes of her strength.
"Oh, you're quite a handsome young man." Lily looked at Ye Kunlun, who was sitting in the courtyard. "How about you, little brother, accompany this elder sister properly and let me have some fun? Then, I'll leave you a complete corpse, how about that?"