With half a game of chess, I vanquish all demons!

Faced with Zhao Yao's questioning and probing gaze, the strong servant whom Zhao Yao called Brother Su took off his luggage, threw it on the ground, and silently pulled out a dagger from his back waist.

He looked at Zhao Yao, his honest face gradually turning fierce.

Poison, dagger, strong servant...

"Hiss~ Using the same old trick again, Su Shangtao. You're really something, managing to plant someone under the magistrate's command."

Faced with this scene, Zhao Yao was quite calm, but he still couldn't help clicking his tongue.

You're relentlessly pursuing me, trying to kill me!

"No, this time is different from last night."

Jianpu Brother Su shook his head and retorted in a muffled voice.

"Oh, how is it different?"

Zhao Yao was curious.

"This time, there are five of us."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yaofang's relaxed expression gradually darkened.

His gaze passed over Jianpu and behind him, he saw four men, each about three meters tall, rapidly approaching.

Those four must have fallen behind Zhao Yao long ago, and only after receiving the signal did they speed up to catch up.

Zhao Yao's gaze passed over his strong servant, Brother Su, and landed on the four people who were hurrying towards them. A thought flashed through his mind:

"Yuan Qi, join forces!" 』

Within the Jade Chessboard, a miniature figure of one-tenth the height of the original Qi suddenly appeared and jumped out, attaching itself to the physical body, doubling his strength and successfully resisting the poisonous fragrance emanating from Brother Su.

At the same time, he drew his dagger and asked his servant, Brother Su:

"Brother Su, among the five of you, is there a Black Iron Realm Warrior?"

"no."

"Are there any martial artists there?"

"No, not either... Young Master Zhao, stalling for time is useless; it will only make your poisoning worse."

Faced with Zhao Yao's repeated questions, Brother Su honestly answered a couple of questions, gripped his dagger, and assumed a fighting stance, ready to attack.

"No, there's nothing there. That puts my mind at ease..."

Zhao Yao's sullen expression suddenly calmed down, but his hand suddenly rose and he threw the dagger!

swoosh~

puff~

Just like that night in Huanglian Courtyard, a dagger suddenly appeared on Brother Su's neck.

Unlike that night, the next moment, Zhao Yao stepped forward, reached out, grabbed the hilt of the dagger, and suddenly pulled it out!

puff~

Hot blood spurted out from the cut on Brother Su's neck, splattering onto the ground and grazing Zhao Yao's body.

"Heh~ Heh~"

Brother Su was shocked. He dropped the dagger in his hand, raised his hand to cover the hole in his neck, and knelt heavily on the ground.

His trachea was leaking air, and his blood vessels were leaking blood.

With his remaining strength, he took out a pill from his sleeve pouch, and with great effort raised his hand, put it into his mouth.

"Brother Su, didn't you dig up the body in Huanglian's courtyard? You weren't even on guard against my throwing knife."

Zhao Yao shook his head, but did not stop Brother Su from swallowing the pill.

He was also curious to know what kind of medicine could be effective in such a severe injury.

When Huanglian was in the courtyard, the strong servant probably took this pill and that's how he regained his fighting strength.

"Gurgle~"

After swallowing the pill, the bleeding from Brother Su's neck immediately stopped, and his body, which had lost too much blood, regained its mobility.

"Young Master Zhao, impressive skills."

He touched the wound on his neck, looked up at Zhao Yao with lingering fear, and was about to get up from his knees...

slap~

Zhao Yao slapped Brother Su on the head.

"Brother Su, it's safer to talk to me like this."

In an instant, Brother Su, who was struggling to get up, was forcefully pushed back down.

Under the suppression of Zhao Yao's dual powers, he was powerless to resist.

"Phew~ Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How can someone so short have such great strength..."

Brother Su was extremely shocked to be forced to his knees by Zhao Yao's brute force.

The two of them have a height difference of nearly one meter!

The two of them standing together looked like a child facing a burly adult.

But now, the 'child' is dramatically pressing down on the 'adult man's' head, rendering him unable to move.

The contrast is quite striking.

"Drink it!"

Brother Su let out a low growl and struggled, but still couldn't stand up.

Realizing the vast difference in strength between them, he quickly changed his mind and used the momentum to shrink himself, picking up the dagger from the ground.

Before he could make an attack, a flash of blade light appeared, and a sharp pain shot through his wrist...

puff~

The hand holding the dagger neatly fell off the wrist.

Brother Su knelt there, looking down at his bare wrist, ignoring the strange fact that it wasn't bleeding. He then looked at his palm on the ground, his expression changing smoothly and quickly from disbelief, anger, frustration, to acceptance.

The shock of his hand being severed instantly cleared his mind, causing him to abandon any further thoughts.

If that strike could sever a hand, it could certainly sever a head as well.

He clearly realized that he was actually dead, and his only remaining thought was to take advantage of the opportunity to think and speak, and to resolve the doubts in his heart.

He looked up at Zhao Yao and asked in a calm tone:

"At this point, you should be sluggish from the poison, so why are you unharmed?"

Seeing this rapid and drastic change in him, Zhao Yao was quite surprised, but readily gave an answer:

"I have a special constitution; I am naturally strong and I can't be poisoned."

"Could it be that he possesses some kind of powerful demonic blood?"

"Maybe."

Seeing that the four guys were about to approach, Zhao Yao quickened his pace and said:

"Brother Su, what kind of pill did you just take?"

"The Locking Essence Pill can restore the body's fighting strength after being taken."

Hmm? It sounds similar to the effect of me using primordial energy to replenish bodily functions.

"Do you know why Su Shangtao wanted to kill me?"

"I don't know."

"Does Su Shangtao have any other tricks up his sleeve?"

"I don't know either."

Brother Su answered honestly, also noticing that his four companions were about to approach.

He looked at Zhao Yao and saw that his face was still calm and relaxed, so he knew what the outcome of the upcoming battle would be.

"...Young Master Zhao, before I die, I want to make it clear that this matter was my own doing to repay a debt of gratitude, and it has nothing to do with the county magistrate."

...On the road to the underworld, having several other brothers to accompany me will make me less lonely.

I hope Young Master Zhao can give me a quick death, and also give my other brothers a quick death.

"...To be honest, I'm really curious, are you really as strong as I think...?"

Brother Su knew he was about to die, and he had already convinced himself to accept it calmly. But he couldn't suppress the fear. His heart pounded, his body trembled, his vision blurred, and his mind became inexplicably hazy. Even his voice trembled as he spoke his last words, almost as if he were rambling incoherently.

Four burly men, each three meters tall, approached.

They wore iron plates around their necks, held swords, and panted heavily, like gigantic, vicious dogs standing upright.

The leader glanced at the kneeling Brother Su and threatened Zhao Yao in a stern voice:

"Let him go, and you'll be left with a whole corpse!"

"Brother Su, can you do me a favor..."

"...What?"

Upon hearing Zhao Yao's words, Brother Su snapped out of his fear of impending death, his eyes filled with confusion, unsure of what help he could offer.

"...tilt your head back."

Zhao Yao grabbed Brother Su's hair and pulled his body backward.

"Shattered jade, all dead!"

With a single thought, the unique jade chess piece on the chessboard deep within his soul suddenly came to life. It leaped off the chessboard, merged into his body, burst forth from his skin, and transformed into a set of jade armor covering his entire body.

Then, the jade color spread, and the jade sword materialized out of thin air.

Zhao Yao gripped his sword, swung it with a sharp edge, and slashed towards Brother Su's throat!

"puff--"

Brother Su's head fell backward, the Locking Yuan Pill lost its effect, and hot, warm blood gushed out from the severed wound, heading straight for the four people's faces.

"That damned, treacherous villain!"

The four cursed and dodged, but one of them still got his face splattered with blood, while the other three scattered and surrounded him.

In that brief moment, Zhao Yao picked up Brother Su's dagger from the ground.

He gripped two daggers and swung them twice in quick succession.

swoosh~

swoosh~

"ah--"

"Well……"

The two daggers went their separate ways. One pierced the eye of the burly man on the left, destroying his brain. The other pierced the mouth of the man on the right, creating a gushing sensation.

In an instant, the two lost their fighting ability.

"Be careful!"

The burly man, whose face was splattered with blood, had just regained his sight when he heard a shout. He saw his companion opposite him with a terrified expression and bloodshot eyes. Before he could scan the area and find Zhao Yao, he felt a sudden chill run down the back of his neck.

Zhao Yaozheng stood behind the man, kicked him in the back of the knee, causing him to kneel on one knee, and then swung his sword down like an executioner beheading someone, forcefully swinging the jade sword.

The burly man, his face splattered with blood, knelt on one knee. A sudden pain shot through his neck, his body felt light, his vision drifted, and his thoughts plunged into boundless darkness.

Next came two burly men who had been hit by flying knives. They knelt on one knee, supporting themselves with their knives, and despite their fatal wounds, they struggled to pull out "Locking Yuan Pills" from their sleeves, about to swallow them.

Sigh~

Sigh~

The jade blade sliced ​​through the air, cutting through flesh and bone. The two heads, one after the other, eagerly moved to their new homes, falling to the ground with two thuds and rolling away.

Call ~

A sudden gust of wind blew, filling the air with the stench of blood.

Retracting the mask back into his body, Zhao Yao, holding the jade sword, calmly looked at the last surviving strong man.

"Huff... Huff..."

How could this happen?! How could this happen?!

Amidst the mutilated corpses and pools of blood, the burly man, gripped by the terror of death, froze on the spot, his pupils trembling, his chest heaving violently, and his mouth emitting a sound like a bellows.

Seeing his fear, Zhao Yao couldn't bear it. He quickly stepped forward with his sword, and in the instant they passed each other, he severed his weapon amidst a torrent of blood and cut off his head.

"Those who wish to kill me will be killed by me."

This is the natural order of things, and retribution is inevitable.

Farewell, everyone.

Zhao Yao looked around at the now quiet, crimson scene, relaxed his tense nerves, and withdrew the blessing of 'Primordial Qi' and 'Shattered Jade'.

Judging from the corpses scattered here, the severe monopoly on martial arts in the Yin Kingdom has actually turned out to be a good thing for them.

At least the enemies I encountered were guys who didn't know much about fighting and were all strong.

Zhao Yao was filled with emotion, but his actions did not falter.

Without stopping, he immediately began looting the corpse.

Not far away.

Amidst a sea of ​​crimson, Brother Su's head rolled on the ground, his cloudy eyes reflecting the scene before him.

Call ~

A gust of wind blew by.

He blinked incredibly, and his last thought in the mortal world flashed through his mind:

"As expected, the brothers couldn't beat him."

Then, as the wind blew, ripples spread across the pool of blood, and the obsession finally dissipated...

……