After the exchange of blows, a trace of horror crossed Hanzo's face, while Ye Tianfan couldn't help but slightly furrow his brow.

Just now, Ye Tianfan had used his full strength in this attack, unleashing his formidable dark energy without holding back. Being the one to strike first, he had expected to kill Hanzo with one blow, or at least gravely injure him.

But Hanzo had forcefully endured it.

At this moment, Ye Tianfan's hand was slightly numb. He glanced down, seeing that his palm was already darkened.

Poison!

No, it's not poison. He had long been immune to all poisons.

It's backlash!

His own dark energy was backfiring!

The problem was with the Murasame Demon Blade. Not only did the blade neutralize Ye Tianfan's dark energy in an extremely short time, but it also rebounded a portion of it back.

The Murasame Demon Blade is indeed a formidable weapon!

Ye Tianfan shook his hand and a bloodthirsty grin appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Standing in place, Hanzo was also astonished by Ye Tianfan's strength. Although he had used the blade of Murasame to block the attack, he was still shaken back several steps, and the base of his thumb was already numb.

Since acquiring the demon blade Murasame, it was the first time Hanzo faced such a situation. In the past, no matter how strong the enemy was, they never suffered any damage as long as they used Murasame to block the attack. But this time was different!

The rain was pouring heavily,

The two exchanged a glance.

There was anger in Hanzo's eyes, because Ye Tianfan's hands were stained with the blood of Eight Extremes Society members.

There was hatred in Ye Tianfan's eyes, a hatred that needed no explanation, rooted deep in his bones, as Japan had too much Chinese blood on their hands.

In the next second, Hanzo moved first.

The Murasame Demon Blade in his hand carved out a crescent arc, followed by a loud shout: "Gale Slash!"

"Swish..."

The blade carried such force that it seemed almost tangible as it cut the raindrops in the air, vaguely forming a crescent arc that swiftly struck towards Ye Tianfan's body.

This vertical slash seemed invisible but was extremely powerful, coming fiercely and at great speed. Ye Tianfan's pupils sharply contracted, and his figure rapidly dodged to the side.

"Whoosh..."

The force from the vertical slash of the Murasame Demon Blade swept past Ye Tianfan's shoulder, letting a strand of his hair gracefully fall to the ground.

"Ha!"

Hanzo's angry shout echoed in Ye Tianfan's ears. He didn't give Ye Tianfan any respite, quickly rushing forward as his shout rang out, the blade of Murasame was slicing horizontally at Ye Tianfan's neck.

Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!

And the angle was extremely tricky, almost striking at Ye Tianfan's defensive blind spot.

As one of the Seven Killing Ninjas of the Eight Extremes Society, Hanzo's skill was among the top in all of Japan.

The Seven Killing Ninjas represented the whole strength of Japan.

Except for the first-generation president, no president of the Eight Extremes Society could withstand an attack launched by the Seven Killing Ninjas.

The current president of the Eight Extremes Society could barely withstand the combined attacks of three Ninjas; any more and they would be defeated.

Among these Seven Killing Ninjas, each held a demon blade with sword technique at its peak; Hanzo was renowned for his Death's Three Slash Kill.

Anyone who had fought against him didn't escape the fate of being killed within three slashes.

Hanzo's first slash, Vertical Slash: Gale Slash, was dodged by Ye Tianfan.

Now, this slash aimed at Ye Tianfan's defensive blind spot was Hanzo's second slash, Horizontal Slash: Rapid Kill Slash, powerful and extremely dangerous.

"Ding..."

The sound of metal clashing rang out, a spark emitted from the blade of the Murasame Demon Blade, as Ye Family's Willow Blade, driven by Ye Tianfan's dark energy, appeared in Ye Tianfan's defensive blind spot, blocking this deadly strike.

With his second slash blocked, Hanzo's eyes flashed with cunning. His whole body retreated violently before leaping upward, his form appearing above Ye Tianfan's head, preparing to unleash the third slash, Jump Slash: Crescent Moon Slash.

But at this moment, the Murasame Demon Blade emitted a buzzing sound, followed by a crisp crack. At the spot where it clashed with Ye Family's Willow Blade, a nick surprisingly appeared!

This subtle change made Hanzo's heart jolt in shock, with horror flashing in his eyes.

The Willow Blade, thin as a willow leaf and as delicate as a cicada's wing, had actually struck a notch in the demon blade Murasame!

Panic!

Hanzo's heart was filled with panic.

How terrifying Chinese weaponry is!

No wonder the Eight Extremes Society sacrificed so many people to seize the Soul Controlling Sword.

Amidst panic, the already leaping Hanzo's gaze rapidly searched around Ye Tianfan.

"Are you looking for the Willow Blade?"

Ye Tianfan's icy voice rang out.

In an instant, Hanzo's pupils contracted sharply, for somehow, the Willow Blade had already appeared in front of his chest!

"Pff..."

A faint sound.

The Willow Blade disappeared.

Hanzo's heart was gripped with intense pain.

"Thump..."

Falling.

Hanzo clutched his chest, kneeling on the ground.

In the pouring rain, blood from Hanzo's left chest seeped out from his fingertips, trickling to the ground, washed away by the rain.

Death's Three Slash Kill, the third slash had never been used.

The outcome is decided.

"Pff..."

A faint sound.

A cold light emerged from Hanzo's left chest.

Seemingly perceiving Hanzo's dirty blood, Ye Tianfan did not immediately retract the Willow Blade into his sleeve but enveloped it with dark energy, allowing it to hover before him, accepting the baptism of the heavy rain.

"Crunch..."

The demon blade Murasame broke.

Following the nick caused by the Willow Blade, the entire blade shattered.

Along with the demon blade Murasame, Hanzo's corpse fell.

Ye Tianfan didn't even care to spare another glance at Hanzo's corpse and lifted his foot toward the Li Group building.

If there are no unexpected occurrences, Long Yuqing must be held captive in this building!

Long Yuqing, wait for me!

I'm coming!

Ye Tianfan spread out his dark energy, sprinting wildly through the building, floor by floor, searching meticulously.

Search for the presence of Long Yuqing.

At this moment, Ye Tianfan sensed a faint killing intent.

The killing intent was underground!

Ye Tianfan headed to the basement and quickly pinpointed the source of this killing intent, a small cement-cast room.

"Bang!"

Ye Tianfan kicked the door open.

"Swish..." A cold light instantly shot out from the small room.

The blade carried a chill, skimming past Ye Tianfan's cheek.

Inside the room, Long Yuqing and Lin Xiaofeng were tied to chairs, a man in his twenties holding a gleaming military knife, now pressing against Long Yuqing's fair neck.

Perhaps too tense, the blade pressed too hard, breaking Long Yuqing's skin, with traces of blood running down her pale neck toward her collarbone.

Yet at this moment, Long Yuqing smiled.

No trace of fear appeared on her face.

She looked at Ye Tianfan,

and smiled,

This smile held a bit of poignant beauty, a bit of tenderness, and a bit of anticipation.

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