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Chapter 746: The Next Target_1

Chapter 746: Chapter 746: The Next Target_1

The bearded man’s hand raised and the blade fell, whooshing through the air, the blade carrying a hot gust aiming straight for Liusheng Zhouzai’s neck.

"Eight frames!"

Liusheng Zhouzai had already anticipated that the bearded man would strike at him, so he had been ready to defend himself.

He stepped back, flicked his wrist, and two broken blades whizzed towards the bearded man’s eyes.

The eyes of a martial artist are the most vulnerable part of the body, and even the strongest masters fear for them.

Usually, they would abandon their attack at the first opportunity to protect their eyes.

As expected, the bearded man, seeing the broken blades flying at him, quickly twirled his katana in the air to form a "flower of blades", clanging twice as he knocked the broken blades away.

Seizing this moment, Liusheng Zhouzai turned and sprinted towards the wooden house.

Inside the wooden house was a premade underground chamber, and above it were buried two Explosive Elixirs with astonishingly deadly power.

If he could lure the bearded man here, hide in the underground chamber, and then detonate the Explosive Elixirs, even if he couldn’t kill the bearded man, he could still severely injure him.

That was his only path to survival!

"Trying to run? Can you escape?"

Liusheng Zhouzai’s attempt to flee had obviously been anticipated by the bearded man, who knew all along that Liusheng Zhouzai wouldn’t surrender without a fight.

The bearded man, holding his katana in his right hand, followed behind Liusheng Zhouzai at a calm and steady pace.

The frantically fleeing Liusheng Zhouzai saw that the bearded man did not speed up in the slightest, just following him with a man and a blade.

The scene looked like a cat taunting a mouse.

"Damn it!"

He cursed under his breath, then looked up to see the small wooden house getting ever closer; a smile slowly formed on his face.

"Soon, I’ll be there!"

Just as his right foot stepped into the small wooden house, the bearded man behind him suddenly quickened his pace, sending clouds of dust into the air with his swift steps.

Liusheng Zhouzai, sensing the danger behind him, swiftly turned his body aside, and the sword hidden in his sleeve shot out with a whoosh.

"Clang!"

With a swing of his katana, the bearded man deflected the swiftly flying shuriken.

During this gap, Liusheng Zhouzai turned and dashed towards the meditation room he had just left, where the entrance to the underground chamber and the detonation device were located.

However, he had greatly underestimated the bearded man’s speed.

A flash of silver streaked by, and the katana in the room let out a sound like the cry of a crane.

As he stepped into the meditation chamber, Liusheng Zhouzai found a huge bloody "X" on his back. He instinctively touched it with his hand, and his palm turned bright red with fresh blood.

Liusheng Zhouzai turned around and saw the bearded man standing ten meters away; it was then that he finally understood why Iga Gohon couldn’t withstand five moves. With a bitter smile and a voice as faint as a mosquito’s, he said, "This... this is Sword Qi, True Qi Manifestation of Sword Qi!"

After speaking, his eyelids closed unwillingly, and with a thud, he fell to the ground, forever asleep.

The sword god of Yingzhou met his ignoble end, killed from behind.

The bearded man outside, katana slung over his shoulder, walked slowly into the meditation room.

Glancing at Liusheng Zhouzai, who was already lying dead on the ground, the corners of the bearded man’s mouth curved up slightly. Dropping his katana from his shoulder, the blade quickly pierced Liusheng Zhouzai’s chest with a flick.

He always liked to leave no trouble behind, and regardless of whether Liusheng Zhouzai was truly dead or faking it, this slash would ensure that not even a god could save him!

The fresh red blood on the blade dripped steadily onto the floor.

The bearded man looked around the meditation room and suddenly noticed an open letter on the purple sandalwood tea table.

In this era, there were still people using letters?

The bearded man paused slightly and, out of curiosity, picked up the letter. After skimming it for a moment, an excited gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Mo Han? This Jiuzhou man does seem a bit strange."

"Before the age of twenty-five, there was no indication of any martial arts prowess, yet three months ago, he was able to kill Nie Kuangtu, a Profound Rank martial artist?"

"Interesting! Truly interesting!"

The bearded man chuckled softly, picked up the letter, wiped the fresh blood off his blade, and said excitedly, "Once I’m done with Gongben Xiaocilang, my next target will be you—Mo Han!"

With that, he slashed his sword at several bottles of sake on the coffee table.

With a splash, the sake spilled all over the Zen monastery.

The bearded man took out a lighter from his pocket, ignited the letter, then tossed it to the floor and strode away.

The meditation chamber erupted into a massive explosion, turning into a sea of fire that soon completely engulfed the wooden building.

The towering flames and thick smoke finally drew the attention of the nearby residents.

Some urgently called the fire department to extinguish the fire, while others were secretly amazed.

The direction of the fire seemed to be one of the three great Martial Families, the Ryu Family. What happened? Could it be the Ryu Family’s property was on fire?

Before long, a red and black fire engine rushed to the scene.

The vehicle stopped, and a dozen or so firefighters poured out. Some began setting up hoses, some started evacuating the crowd, while others measured the temperature of the fire with instruments.

Three teams of firefighters, already suited up in protective gear, dashed into the flames on the captain’s orders, ready to rescue people.

"Is there anyone there? If you hear us, please respond!"

"We are Sakura Island’s fire and rescue personnel, now commencing rescue operations. If you hear us, please respond!"

After several shouts, no one inside responded.

A group of firefighters muttered, "With the fire this intense and the temperature this high, it doesn’t look like anyone could survive. Prepare to evacuate."

The second and third teams of firefighters nodded in agreement, ready to leave.

Just then, a firefighter from the second team suddenly noticed something at his feet. He quickly crouched down and upon closer inspection, it was a severed limb.

"Ah!"

He cried out in shock, picked up the dismembered limb with a cleanly cut edge and faint bloodstains, clearly severed with a sharp weapon not too long ago.

"What is this!"

The second team of firefighters, who had entered the outer perimeter of the property, seemed to have discovered something in the yard as well. He pulled up a wooden plank from the ground, revealing numerous corpses scattered about.

"Sizzle..."

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie on the firefighter’s neck crackled with the captain’s urgent voice, "Kameda, what’s the situation? Have you found any survivors?"

"No... none."

The firefighter called Kameda said with trembling teeth, "There’s not a single living person inside!"

"I’ve found over twenty bodies..."

"What? Over twenty people are dead? Were they all suffocated by smoke?"

The captain nearly choked on his own blood. This was the private property of Yingzhou’s Sword God, Ryu Shuzai, and now so many people had died in a fire here; the responsibility he bore was enormously heavy.

With a bitter smile, Kameda responded, "Captain, they weren’t suffocated by the smoke, nor were they burnt to death. They were killed with a bladed weapon. More than twenty people, all of them, were murdered."

Elsewhere, firefighter Oshima, who had rushed into the wooden building, discovered a man with an "X" of blood on his back in the Zen chamber. He turned the man over and listened for a heartbeat, but there was none.

He glanced instinctively at the man’s facial features and the whole person froze.

"Ryu... Ryu Family head?"