In the nick of time, a palm faced a blade. Ye Tianfan, with his flesh and blood, clashed against the steel sword edge, already at a disadvantage. Yet at the instant when the cold glint flashed, Ye Tianfan smiled! The corner of his mouth curled into a cold, indifferent smile, and his eyes held a scornful look akin to death itself.

In an instant, Ye Tianfan changed his palm to two fingers. Only a "ding..." was heard, as the blade was firmly caught by Ye Tianfan's two fingers! At the same time, the force on the blade ceased abruptly. Although the person wielding the blade was still exerting force, the blade could no longer move an inch, only trembling ceaselessly.

At the same time, Ye Tianfan's face, full of killing intent, magnified infinitely in the eyes of the swordsman, bringing with it a wave of fear!

The Ghost Blade Technique emphasizes surprise and attacking the unprepared, striking from the enemy's blind spot every time. But this time, the person from the Eight Qi Society was apparently forced into a corner by Ye Tianfan, forced to strike from the front. But this very strike exposed his position completely.

"Eight Qi Society!... Hmph..." Ye Tianfan suddenly yanked his fingers back, pulling a figure holding a long knife out from the shadows.

"Setting foot in China marks the beginning of your nightmare!" As these words fell, Ye Tianfan's left palm struck toward the chest of the Eight Qi Society man without a trace of hesitation.

"Crack..."

A horrifying sound of bones cracking echoed, as the man's chest caved in instantly, ribs breaking one after another. A mouthful of blood spewed from his mouth as he collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

Just as Ye Tianfan focused his attention on the Eight Qi Society man, the man from Yama Hall holding an oil-paper umbrella dashed out of the villa's door.

Although the Eight Qi Society is a foreign power, it is after all an ally of Yama Hall. Yet as the Eight Qi Society man was beaten to near death by Ye Tianfan, the Yama Hall man was thinking of escaping alone with the Soul Sword!

"Shuda Madu..." The Eight Qi Society man struggled to speak, seemingly pleading for help, but the Yama Hall man didn't even glance at him, instead, accelerating his departure!

"Ni... ma... bi!"

Seeing this, the Eight Qi Society man couldn't help but curse vehemently in broken Chinese.

Diversionary tactics, shedding the chameleon! This was Yama Hall's plan all along!

A trace of anger flashed in Ye Tianfan's heart, and he coldly said: "Yama Hall, as despicable as ever!"

Though the Eight Qi Society is foreign, it kept its promise to Yama Hall, jumping out to surprise Ye Tianfan during his confrontation with the Yama Hall man, buying Yama Hall time to seize the Soul Sword.

But what about Yama Hall? Its despicable nature has been evident all along—for the sake of profit, it would betray even its father!

As Ye Tianfan's words fell, his right hand exerted force, only a 'ding' was heard as Ye Tianfan's two fingers snapped the Eight Qi Society man's blade tip in half! Then he flicked his hand, sending the broken blade tip shooting toward the Yama Hall man.

"Whiz..."

The half blade tip, infused with Ye Tianfan's profound force, flew with a cold glint, speeding toward the Yama Hall man's back, the angle cunningly aimed directly at his heart!

Just as Ye Tianfan's half blade tip was about to hit the Yama Hall man, his figure suddenly flickered, causing the oil-paper umbrella in his hand to spin rapidly behind him.

"Pu... Dingdeng..."

As the half blade tip, containing Ye Tianfan's profound force, struck the oil-paper umbrella, it didn't pierce through but was instead deflected by the high-speed spinning umbrella.

This left Ye Tianfan slightly amazed, the half blade tip he shot just now, containing enough force to pierce even a cement wall, how could an oil-paper umbrella deflect it? This oil-paper umbrella must be no ordinary item!

Thinking this, the corner of Ye Tianfan's mouth curled into a cold smile. His feet suddenly accelerated, catching up to the Yama Hall man in an instant, while his cold voice resounded behind him: "No one has ever snatched something from me! And you're no exception!"

Before the words had even faded, Ye Tianfan threw a punch toward the Yama Hall man's back! This time Ye Tianfan used no fancy techniques, just a fierce punch, but the force and speed of this punch were unrivaled by ordinary people.

The Yama Hall man felt a rush of air from the punch hitting his back, his face turning cold as he reacted swiftly, and threw back a punch.

"Boom..."

The two punches collided, erupting in a violent blast of air, followed by the horrifying sound of bones shattering as the muscles on the Yama Hall man's arm burst, white bone shards protruding from the flesh.

This punch from Ye Tianfan nearly shattered every bone in the man's arm!

"Ah..." A scream burst out as the Yama Hall man instantly released the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, clutching his wounded arm in a rapid retreat!

"Clang..." The Soul Sword fell from the Yama Hall man's waist.

At this moment, Ye Tianfan's eyes were full of killing intent, locking onto the trembling Yama Hall man as a cold smile curled at his lips. "Do you think you can escape?"

Before the words could fall completely, Ye Tianfan flashed forward, once again standing before the Yama Hall man, saying: "Yama Hall surely grows wiser! Sacrificing yourself along with a gift!"

As soon as Ye Tianfan voiced this, the Yama Hall man's pupils shrank abruptly, eyes falling on the oil-paper umbrella that had dropped not far off! Though the umbrella appeared ordinary, it had significant origins, being one of the top weapons in Yama Hall!

"Don't... don't kill me, I..." The man, who no longer possessed his initial confident demeanor, was instead filled with terror and panic! He thought to use the Eight Qi Society man to distract Ye Tianfan so he could escape with the Soul Sword, but didn't expect Ye Tianfan's power to be so terrifying, incapacitating the Eight Qi Society man in one encounter. The Ghost Blade Technique was utter nonsense!

Facing Ye Tianfan's overwhelming strength and lightning speed, the Yama Hall man was filled with despair, unable to fight back or flee! He could only plead for mercy!

Yet, there was no hint of leniency in Ye Tianfan's eyes. His right fist surged toward the man's chest.

"Puh..."

A mouthful of blood spurted out as the man's chest caved, broken ribs piercing through the chest and the beating heart.

Ye Tianfan wiped the blood off his fist, turned to pick up the Soul Sword and the oil-paper umbrella, a disdainful smile playing at his lips as he murmured: "Yama Hall, hmph... since you've given a gift, I'll gladly accept it!"

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