After Cai Yin left, Chen Tang bid farewell to Wei Qun and Wang Yanli, and departed from the Cyan Dragon Bureau, heading home.

It was already late at night, and there were few pedestrians on the streets.

Chen Tang walked for a while, then turned into another street.

Not far ahead, seven or eight people, towering in stature, seemed to be merchants from the Extreme North Cold Domain, appeared to have drunk, swaying as they approached this way.

Chen Tang glanced back.

Behind him on the street, a dozen people also appeared, moving in this direction.

Chen Tang remained calm and continued walking forward.

In the blink of an eye, he was already walking alongside the seven or eight people from the front.

Just as they brushed past each other.

Hum!

Without any warning, Chen Tang suddenly drew his sword!

Poof!

With just one sword, he pierced the man's armpit, puncturing his heart!

This man had just taken a paper package from his pocket, and before he could open it, Chen Tang had already killed him with one sword!

Thud!

The man collapsed to the ground, the paper package in his hand fell, spilling lime all over the place.

If Chen Tang had been a moment slower, he might have fallen into his trap.

Clang clang!

Seeing their deeds exposed, these exotic merchants no longer concealed themselves, pulling out their weapons and surrounding Chen Tang.

After killing one, Chen Tang's movements did not stop. He executed the "White Ape Swordsmanship", a technique called "Monkey Catching the Moon," leaping into the air, avoiding several blades while piercing downwards!

Swoosh!

The long sword waved, instantly creating countless sword shadows that flashed before everyone's eyes, indistinguishable from reality.

The exotic merchants hurriedly raised their knives to block.

But all their blades hit only air, slashing at the sword shadows without any resistance.

It looked as if a full moon was reflecting in a well, but when they reached to catch it, the moon instantly shattered and disappeared.

Facing this sword, the exotic merchants all simultaneously felt this strange sensation.

Poof!

One merchant fell to the ground with the sword in his body.

A moment later, a blood trail slowly appeared on the man's throat!

Even though Chen Tang had killed two people, he quickly found himself surrounded.

These exotic merchants were skilled, with rich combat experience, at least five Ninth Grade, and two Eighth Grade!

Clang!

Chen Tang turned, using one sword to fend off a blade slashing from an angle.

"Old Ape Protecting the Young!"

This was purely a defensive sword technique from the "White Ape Swordsmanship".

As the blades collided.

The exotic merchant's whole body shook, a hint of shock appearing on his face.

He was an upper Eighth Grade.

He had just struck with all his might, capitalizing on the opening right after Chen Tang's sword, when he was supposed to be at his weakest, yet he was still blocked by a sword.

More importantly, the force of the recoil from the block made his grip tremble.

"Isn't this person just half a month into his grade?"

"Something's not right, the information is inaccurate!"

Chen Tang's cultivation to the Eighth Grade was only known to those like Wei Qun, with whom he often sparred.

Earlier in Changze County, he acted once, killing Duan Zhao with a single sword, without the governmental officials realizing his cultivation level.

They just thought Chen Tang's swordsmanship was exquisite, and that Duan Zhao was careless and underestimated him, resulting in his death by one sword.

Now, in actual combat, feeling the strength transmitted through Chen Tang's sword, the exotic merchants realized that he had already cultivated to the Eighth Grade.

He might even be an upper Eighth Grade!

However, everyone quickly calmed themselves.

Even an upper Eighth Grade is, after all, just one person, and two fists can't beat four hands. If they joined forces to attack, they still had a chance to kill him!

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through this man's mind, and Chen Tang's sword technique suddenly changed.

In the moment of blade and sword colliding, he used the technique "Wangyuan Disaster Wood," the sword emanating a force of adhesion and pull.

This Eighth Grade Martial Artist actually felt as if the long blade in his hand was about to slip away.

Frantic and surprised, he tightened his grip!

Even so, under the Cyan Dragon Sword's pull, his blade spun a circle, and his strength ebbed away mostly.

The Cyan Dragon Sword relieved his strength and then pushed forward.

In a bizarre turn, his blade adjusted its edge towards his own neck!

Frightened, he hurriedly released it and ducked his head.

In a swish!

He merely felt a coolness on his scalp as the blade swept across, cleaving a few strands of hair.

If he had been even half a step slower, his head would've been cleaved in half!

Chen Tang followed naturally with another stab.

The man had no time to dodge, shouting loudly as both hands grabbed onto the Cyan Dragon Sword's edge!

Poof!

Blood spurted out.

The Cyan Dragon Sword was incredibly sharp, severing all ten fingers.

However, this slowed and slightly deflected the sword's momentum.

Clang!

Originally aimed at the heart, it stabbed into the middle of his chest, breaking flesh and striking the sternum, producing a sound like metal clashing.

Chen Tang couldn't drive the sword any deeper!

Such hard bones!

This likely reached the level of "Iron Bone".

Bone Transformation Realm's significance lies here.

Besides honing bones to boost strength again, the strong, robust bones substantially increase defense.

Even if blades or swords can cut flesh, severing bones remains difficult.

It's like being hit by blunt objects like sticks and clubs, they also shield from considerable harm.

At the very moment Chen Tang's sword pierced the opponent's sternum, a sudden flash of insight crossed his mind.

"The human skeleton has a total of 206 bones, 29 skull bones, 51 trunk bones, 126 limb bones..."

"You must cultivate until you can no longer see the person, but only the muscles and skeletons, the weak points and flaws..."

The words of the Mountain Guest suddenly emerged in his mind.

For the skill of 'Butcher's Skill', originally, Chen Tang had only cultivated to the state of 'Form'.

He hadn't even reached the 'Transformation' state.

Until this moment, he suddenly realized and comprehended the meaning of 'Butcher's Skill'.

And only by cultivating to the Bone Transformation level, familiar with the position and shape of every bone in the human body, could one possibly grasp the essence of this move!

In an instant, the opponent suddenly disappeared from Chen Tang's eyes, leaving behind merely a skeleton wrapped in muscles; the thickness of muscles and positions of bones, every texture clearly mapped in his mind.

In the Butcher's Skill, there is a saying about having eyes but not seeing the whole bull.

At this moment, Chen Tang reached the point of not seeing the whole person!

He simply turned the sword edge, sliced through the muscle, and gently guided it between two bone gaps.

Squish!

A sword pierced through the opponent's heart!

The entire process was nearly unimpeded, the sword thrust practically like penetrating a piece of tofu.

The Eighth Grade Martial Artist widened his eyes, fell backward, dead with a single sword!

Chen Tang was overjoyed.

The Mountain Guest's words were true: only by battling life and death, experiencing bloodshed, could one better comprehend techniques and hone the strongest self.

Like this move of Butcher's Skill, even if Chen Tang retreated into seclusion, it would be doubtful to reach this level even after half a year of cultivation.

Not only that, Chen Tang just had a personal epiphany.

Butcher's Skill is not necessarily a Sword Skill.

Even using a Long Sword, dagger, or many weapons could produce the same effect.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

An evil wind approached.

The sword edge was fierce.

Countless swords and knives came at him, instantly dispelling all his joy.

It took two moves to kill that Eighth Grade Martial Artist just now.

With just this delay, Chen Tang was plunged into a crisis!

Looking at the weapons from all sides, Chen Tang knew he couldn't block them all.

Chen Tang moved his steps, adjusted his posture, while leaving his back to those who hadn't cultivated to Ninth Grade, he faced another Eighth Grade and several Ninth Grades head-on.

Whoosh!

At the same time, Chen Tang's wrist rotated, and the Cyan Dragon Sword in his hand drew a semicircle in front, then horizontally swept to the side!

Clink, clink, clink!

The blade and sword light coming straight at him were all encompassed into that arc, swept aside, all missing their targets!

This was precisely the Swordsmanship that Zhiwei had taught him.

Though it was just a defensive move, using it now was more than appropriate.

Those people on the opposite looked shocked.

What kind of Swordsmanship was this?

Their attacks, different in angle, varying in Sword Skills, and different weapons, were all swept aside by a single sword of his, all fended off.

Thud, thud, thud!

The blade edges from behind also slashed down, and Chen Tang avoided the vital points as best as he could, meeting them with the Cyan Dragon Armor.

Their long swords struck the Cyan Dragon Armor with dull sounds, like beating leather, only leaving marks but not breaking through the armor.

Seeing this, Chen Tang felt reassured.

Wang Yanli had once said, the Cyan Dragon Armor's defense was very high, even able to withstand the full blow of a Ninth Grade Martial Artist.

Chen Tang had been conservative just now, not daring to let a Ninth Grade Martial Artist strike.

Now it seemed, unless it was the Extreme Realm Ninth Grade, indeed, it would be difficult to break the defense of the Cyan Dragon Armor.

With the Cyan Dragon Armor on, Chen Tang was steadier as he turned a sword back.

Restless Heart!

This sword move in the White Ape Swordsmanship had the most variations, like a restless heart and monkey, elusive and without a set pattern.

With no set pattern, the opponent had no way to defend.

When Swordsmanship is cultivated to a certain level, and insights are gained, often where the mind leads, a casual sword move results in exquisite sword techniques, like a Celestial Horse roaming, full of imagination!

An Exotic Realm merchant took a sword to the chest and fell dead.

This time, before the crowd could close in, Chen Tang unleashed the full White Ape Swordsmanship.

Moving with the sword, like a serpent in flight through the crowd.

But amidst the interchange of silhouettes, the sword light was fierce, Chen Tang's Body Technique nimble, like a White Ape tumbling and leaping under the moonlight, with each pass, a person fell!

The ambush aiming at Chen Tang quietly changed its flavor.

Usually in the Cyan Dragon Bureau, practicing swords with Wang Yanli and others, it always stopped short of full effort.

There, Chen Tang couldn't go all out.

Now, there were no such concerns.

This group of people kindly came to practice his Swordsmanship!

Usually, it's hard to find opponents in a similar Realm that could provide some pressure without being dangerous.

These Exotic Realm merchants had never seen Swordsmanship so exquisite; although they had strength, they couldn't use it.

To them, Chen Tang seemed like a monkey climbing up and down, here one moment, jumping aside the next, or leaping over the crowd, before they knew it, there were fewer and fewer people around!

By the end of the slaughter, only one Ninth Grade and one Eighth Grade were left out of the twenty!

The two exchanged a look, tacitly knowing to escape separately.

Chen Tang stepped forward and executed Desperate Ape Throwing into the Forest.

His entire being almost parallel to the sword, indistinguishable, Unity of Man and Sword, slicing through the air, instantly piercing through the heart of that Eighth Grade Martial Artist, killing him with one sword!

Chen Tang turned once more, taking only a few steps to reach behind the Ninth Grade.

With a sweep of the Long Sword, the Achilles tendon was severed!

The Ninth Grade screamed miserably, collapsed to the ground.

Chen Tang stepped forward, Cyan Dragon Sword at the man's throat, asked sternly: "Who sent you?"

Actually, he already had a vague suspicion, just wanted to confirm it.

That Ninth Grade really was tough, grit his teeth without saying a word, and in one fierce move, suddenly rammed into the Cyan Dragon Sword, dying on the spot!

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