Chapter 1522 - 1523: The Greatest Trump Card
Narrowing his eyes, he drew out the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, infusing Essence Qi into the blade, causing the entire longsword to hum and resonate with the Dragon's Chant incessantly.
"A solo challenge is fine, or you all can come at me together, young master accepts it."
When Yang Fei uttered these words, everyone was instantly infuriated.
He actually intended to single-handedly challenge the entire Night Clan, such arrogance!
Even the Spider Queen of yore had never spoken such words.
The crowd, looking at Yang Fei standing with his sword on the stone steps, began cursing and debating.
"This kid's gone mad! Any Chief Mother from the Four Major Tribes could easily kill him."
"This outsider indeed is something, but to challenge the entire Night Clan, he's still lacking."
"Hmph! The Night Clan is so divided that even a pretty boy dares to intrude."
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Listening to the crowd's discussion, Ye Shengge's gaze at Yang Fei was both excited and anxious, with a faint hint of admiration.
The men in the Night Clan were truly too weak, he had never seen such a domineering guy.
Yang Fei put on a pretentious face, acting as if he was the number one under heaven, but secretly he was amused.
The Chief Mothers of the Night Clan's Four Major Tribes had their Martial Arts Realm already at the Gang Qi Tung Shen level, quite remarkable in Martial Arts.
Moreover, with their innate divine skills, capable of remaining invisible and conducting silent assassinations, their lethality was significantly increased.
It could be said that if a Chief Mother of the Night Clan launched a sudden assassination, even a True Martial Master might find it hard to escape.
However, the Tortoise Mirror Divine Skill Yang Fei possessed was just their nemesis.
Yang Fei had once sparred with Ye Mingkong of the Shadow Division.
Relying on the Tortoise Mirror, he could easily capture Ye Mingkong's figure, making the Night Clansmen's invisible assassinations useless against Yang Fei.
This was Yang Fei's greatest backing.
Facing Yang Fei's challenge, of the Four Great Matriarchs, only Ye Mingkong hesitated slightly.
She had suffered at Yang Fei's hands and even now did not know how Yang Fei was tracking her attack trajectory?
The other three Chief Mothers were nearly exploding with anger, that with such condescension towards the entire Night Clan, they could not tolerate it!
Ye Mingzhu glared fiercely at Ye Shengge and drew two daggers, stepping forward.
"Yang Fei, you may be a guest of our Phantom Division, but now that the guest insults the host, let me first experience your skills."
Seeing her mother about to confront Yang Fei, Ye Shengge was extremely anxious, stepping forward a couple of steps.
"Mom, they're making things difficult for Yang Fei, why do you also have to trouble him?"
Ye Mingzhu remained expressionless, not even looking at her daughter, the two daggers crossed with the sound of metal clashing.
"Come on, as long as you defeat me, our Phantom Division will not interfere in this matter."
Ye Shengge wanted to say more, but was stopped by a look from Yang Fei.
Yang Fei was a guest of Ye Mingzhu, if Ye Mingzhu did not take the initiative to challenge him at this moment, she might not be able to hold her head high in the tribe in the future.
Both Yang Fei and Ye Mingzhu understood this point, yet Ye Shengge did not seem to understand.
Yang Fei bowed to Ye Mingzhu.
"You are my friend's mother, it would be too impolite to use a sword against you."
After saying this, he let out a long whistle and threw the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army in his hand.
The heavy sword embedded half its blade into the hard rock, with the entire sword humming.
Yang Fei's throw was vigorous and fierce, but to a Martial Arts Master, it was not impressive.
However, daring to take Ye Mingzhu's shadow assassination barehanded was something that surprised many.
To many, this guy seemed eager to court death!
"Use your sword! Without it, how can you counter the shadow assassination?"
From the crowd, a clear voice emerged, filled with concern for Yang Fei.
All the Night Clansmen looked over; was there really someone caring for this outsider?
Yang Fei looked intently, seeing Ye Liuguang shouting loudly in the crowd, with two companions covering her mouth.
Yang Fei whistled sharply.
"Don't worry, I never act cheap with my elders."
Ye Shengge spat at him, her cheeks slightly flushed.
Ye Mingzhu's willow-leaf eyebrows slanted upwards, and the daggers shrieked sharply.
"Since you think so little of me, don't blame your bad luck if you die."
The other three Chief Mothers surrounded Yang Fei in a circular formation, forming a vague encirclement.
Ye Mingzhu's form flickered, creating numerous afterimages in the air, and suddenly vanished, with even the sound of daggers cutting through the air disappearing.
The entire space became extraordinarily quiet, the cold killing intent spreading rapidly, making it hard to breathe.
Standing still, Yang Fei activated the Tortoise Mirror and stepped into Yu Step, beginning to evade Ye Mingzhu's assassination.
In an instant, Ye Mingzhu had already moved in the air, shifting from dozens of different angles to attack Yang Fei.
Each attack was silent and stealthy, and only when the dagger was about to pierce Yang Fei's skin could he sense the murderous intent.
Her speed was as fast as lightning, with the dagger carrying Essence Qi, nothing could withstand it.
Yet, despite such fierce and ruthless assassinations, the crowd saw nothing.
Occasionally, the crowd could see faint ripples in the air or a fleeting glimpse of Ye Mingzhu's sleeve.
However, the Night Clan masters skilled in assassination knew clearly in their hearts.
Ye Mingzhu had pushed her shadow assassination innate divine ability to the limit!
But even so, Yang Fei appeared relaxed.
He moved with Yu Step underfoot, his figure like flowing clouds and water, taking a step east, a step west, seemingly at ease.
No matter how casually Yang Fei behaved, Ye Mingzhu just couldn't capture his figure.
Her daggers continuously missed Yang Fei's underarm, throat, and other vital spots.
As Yang Fei dodged Ye Mingzhu's attacks, he secretly admired her.
Ye Mingzhu's Martial Arts Realm was similar to Ye Mingkong's, both being in the Half-Step True Martial Realm.
Yet her invisibility skills far surpassed Ye Mingkong's.
If not for Yang Fei's Tortoise Mirror Divine Skill, which could predict attack paths, he wouldn't have coped so easily.
The more the crowd watched, the more amazed they became; the faces of the other three Chief Mothers became serious, with their palms slightly sweating.
The Martial Arts Realm of the Four Great Matriarchs was similar, and Ye Mingzhu's Invisibility Divine Skill was the strongest among the four.
If Ye Mingzhu couldn't defeat Yang Fei, it meant the other three would also likely lose.
Moreover, the three Chief Mothers realized that until now, Yang Fei hadn't attacked Ye Mingzhu even once, only defending passively.
Once he attacked, it was hard to be sure who would win.
All the Night Clansmen looked at the pretty boy-like Yang Fei, their eyes filled with disbelief.
When did a man become so powerful?
Ye Shengge stood behind Yang Fei, watching him under her mother's attack, bold and careless.
He didn't take the Night Clan's twin shadow assassinations seriously at all, and the admiration in her eyes grew stronger.
Not far away, Ye Liuguang broke free from her companions' hands, shouting loudly.
"Yang Fei, I swear, you are this Miss's first male servant, I will definitely have you!"