Chapter 432: Massacre

Humans were curious creatures, and Yan Liqiang was no exception!

The place where Yan Liqiang had chosen to cultivate in seclusion was in the depths of Mount Jade Dragon, which was usually deserted. He simply could not think of why anyone would want to come here.

Yan Liqiang was thinking of rushing out of the valley, but realized that he was almost bare naked as soon as he moved. Since he wasn’t appropriately dressed, he turned quickly and rushed up a steep cliff wall.

For Yan Liqiang, the ninety-degree steep cliff was like a leveled pathway underneath his feet. He was pretty much sprinting up the steep cliff wall at lightning speed. The Dragon Spine Steel spear in his hand that was unusually heavy did not affect his speed at all.

In just the space of a few breaths, Yan Liqiang reached the top of the cliff, which was seventy to eighty zhang in height. He went to the cave that was formed between the rock crevices of the cliff where he had placed all the belongings that he had brought along with him here.

He set the Dragon Spine Steel spear down, then stripped off his drenched underpants before swiftly changing into a fresh set of clothes. Just as he walked to the entrance of the cave, he recalled something and went back to the cave again to rummage through his belongings. He retrieved King Cobra’s mask and put it on. With his new face, he opened his arms like a bird to embrace the vigorous mountain wind and jumped off the cliff.

Yan Liqiang fell like a shooting star. One of his legs lightly touched the cliff wall before landing to reduce the impact of his landing. When he was only about twenty meters above the ground, he pushed against the cliff wall with his foot. His body flew out like an arrow and landed on a treetop thirty meters away. Yan Liqiang was almost there, there was only another fifty meters. With a strong leap, he propelled himself out of the valley and headed in the southeast direction at a flying speed.

The Fiery-Eyed Golden Falcon was like a drone in the sky; it helped Yan Liqiang to navigate his way. The lofty mountains and precipitous ridges were no challenge to Yan Liqiang as they felt like flat land beneath his feet. It only took him less than ten minutes to cover a distance of thirty li along the mountainous path. From afar, he saw the chasing scene…

A woman and a man were being chased. The woman was around twenty years old — she wore blue tie-dyed clothing and had long, black hair. Her attire was quite special as it had decorative designs made of silver and fur, and didn’t resemble Han Chinese attire. Yan Liqiang had never seen clothes like that before. The burly man who was with this woman was wearing strange clothes too, and he seemed to be the woman’s bodyguard.

They were being chased by a group of about thirty fierce-looking Shatu people who were waving their weapons about while shouting at them.

There were five corpses lying on the ground about a few hundred meters away and in the ditch that was a thousand meters away. Two of the five corpses were wearing the same clothing as the woman’s bodyguard, while the other three seemed to be Shatu people…

Just when Yan Liqiang spotted them…

“AH…!” The man who was running behind the fleeing woman let out a miserable scream and immediately fell on the ground. He had been shot in the chest by the Shatu people who were chasing after them.

The woman who was being chased let out a sob and tried to help the injured man up. “RUN, MY LADY…!” The man yelled at her angrily and pushed the woman’s hand away. With an angry snarl, he snapped off the arrow that was embedded in his chest and flung himself at their pursuers.

Three scimitars came down on the man at the same time. The man held onto one of the Shatu people in the front and plunged his blade into his chest. The tip of the blade penetrated the Shatu man’s chest and protruded out the back. Both of them then rolled down the hill. This caused a few seconds of slight obstruction to the Shatu people in their pursuit.

The woman held back her tears while she continued running uphill. When the Shatu people saw that only the woman remained, they became even more excited as they rushed toward the woman while yelling strangely.

The group of Shatu people caught up with the woman in just a flash. The woman was panting heavily with her back against a large tree. She pulled out a shiny dagger and glared at those Shatu people who had surrounded her like a pack of hungry wolves.

One of the Shatu people trained his bow on the woman, but the person beside him held him back and grumbled something to him loudly. The Shatu people then shifted their gaze to the woman’s undulating chest as they put away their swords and smiled lecherously at her.

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The woman clenched her teeth and held onto her dagger tightly.

All of a sudden, one of the Shatu men jumped toward the woman. The woman quickly spun around to evade him, then struck out with her dagger. The Shatu man let out a miserable shriek from being stabbed in his left rib. He stumbled and staggered from side to side before falling on the ground.

As soon as the Shatu men saw that the woman had killed one of their comrades, the lecherous smiles on their faces immediately faded. One of them pointed at the woman and shouted in anger. In the next second, four Shatu people pounced from three different directions toward the woman…

The woman paled when she saw four hideous Shatu men coming toward her. Without even thinking, she turned the dagger in her hands and was about to plunge it into her heart. She’d rather die than fall into the hands of these Shatu people.

At that exact moment, Yan Liqiang landed beside the woman like an arrow from the sky.

While landing, Yan Liqiang’s foot landed squarely on the head of the Shatu man who was running in front. Like an egg being stepped on by an elephant, the Shatu man’s head was crushed into his chest cavity under Yan Liqiang’s foot before he could even make a sound. Bone-chilling cracks were heard as the man’s body was instantly crushed to the ground by Yan Liqiang. He couldn’t be more dead at this moment.

The moment Yan Liqiang’s feet touched the ground, he let out three punches. The other three Shatu people who were running toward him were thrown twenty meters away, each with a gaping wound as wide as a bowl in their body as though they had just been hit by a cannonball. They had already stopped breathing before they even reached the ground.

In the next second, Yan Liqiang reached out to numb the woman’s wrist and snatched her dagger right as she was about to impale it into her chest.

It was then that the Shatu people realized what was going on. Their expressions contorted while they yelled in their gibberish-sounding language. They unsheathed their blades and charged toward Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang tossed the dagger. The dagger spun like a ray of light and decapitated two Shatu men who were just about to lift their bows at the rear of the group. The two archers fell on the ground with blood spurting out of the stump of their necks.

Yan Liqiang moved like a lightning bolt. He charged toward the Shatu people at the front like a ferocious wolf and started slaughtering them like they were chickens.

His fist met the blade that was swung toward him…

His fist met the sword that was thrust toward him…

His fist flew at those who tried to evade him…

The twenty to thirty Shatu people were no match against Yan Liqiang. Their attack did not even snag the corner of Yan Liqiang’s clothing. Yan Liqiang only had to strike with his fist to blow a bloody hole through them and smash all their internal organs into pieces…

To Yan Liqiang, killing those Shatu people was as effortless as blowing off dust.

After a few seconds, the dagger which flew like a ray of light once again returned to Yan Liqiang’s hand. Aside from the corpses in front of Yan Liqiang, there were no more Shatu people around.

The woman was dumbstruck by what had happened in front of her eyes. Her whole body became stiff and she simply could not believe what she had seen. Those strong and fearsome Shatu people were powerless against Yan Liqiang and they were completely wiped out.

Yan Liqiang went over to the woman and passed the dagger to her. “Take this. It is better to use this on the Shatu people instead of yourself!”

“Who…who are you?” The woman asked. She had a very pleasant voice and she could actually speak Chinese fluently.