Chapter 303 Invincible
In an instant, flames shot up into the sky in Prince Xian’s mansion, and there was widespread wailing.

Although Ya Kun's martial arts skills were average, he was extremely strong and invincible. If such a person fought a real master alone, he would certainly not stand a good chance of winning. But if he fought against thousands of troops, he would surely dominate the battlefield and be invincible.

In terms of fighting skills, although Ya Kun was born with supernatural powers, he was completely useless.

But when it comes to charging into battle, although Ya Kun is alone, he can defeat ten thousand enemies and never be invincible.

The battlefield is the best stage God has given to people like Ya Kun. The roar of tigers and dragons shocks all directions, and with a swing of two axes, heads fall to the ground. He regards human life as worthless, and kills people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables. Moreover, he becomes braver and more excited the more he kills, looking down on the world and the sky.

Although the Xianwang Mansion tonight was not a battlefield, it provided Ya Kun with an environment very similar to that of a battlefield. He was also alone, and he also took turns to attack. He was also one against a hundred, and it was also a melee.

What is even more commendable is that all the masters in the mansion are currently being held back in the East Courtyard by Yan Wuji and the others. No ordinary disciple can confront Ya Kun head-on. They can only fight and retreat, allowing Ya Kun to vent his madness and killing spree to his heart's content, without any scruples or obstructions.

There were casualties everywhere in the front yard, and the east yard was also in chaos.

It was not until this moment that Luo Tianjin suddenly realized what a stupid decision it was to send out all the masters in the mansion.

Luo Tianjin was harassed by the mysterious old man and had no time to split himself in a short period of time.

Deng Quan and Long Yu were engaged in a fierce battle and could hardly look around.

Hu Zhen, Huo Biao and Qiu Zheng, under the leadership of Yan Wuji, were like fish entering the sea and dragons rising to the sky. They easily fought their way out of the siege of the disciples and quickly headed towards the outside of the East Courtyard, leaving a field of corpses behind them.

At this time, Xu Heng, who was still seriously injured, disregarded his own life and led his men straight to the front yard, ready to stop Ya Kun.

For a moment, the entire Xianwang Mansion was plunged into chaos.

The sounds of fighting, shouting, wailing, and cursing came one after another. The sound of killing shook the sky and echoed through the night sky, making the quiet and peaceful Luoyang City suddenly become restless.

Ever since Luo Tianjin was revered as the "Northern Wise King", he had not experienced such a critical situation for many years.

In the brightly lit courtyard, Ya Kun, covered in blood, was surrounded by hundreds of disciples.

As if frightened by Ya Kun's brutality, all the disciples showed fear on their faces.

Each of them held their swords tightly, but surrounded him without attacking. On the other hand, every time Ya Kun took a step forward, the other disciples would step back in panic, and many of them were even scared out of their wits by Ya Kun.

Ya Kun stood sideways, holding an axe in both hands. His huge body was like a heavy and solid iron tower, which was intimidating.

He stared around with a pair of scarlet eyes, and from time to time he stretched out his rough and thick tongue, licking the blood-stained lips with relish.

At this moment, half of the bloody intestines were still hanging on the axe in his right hand. Who was unlucky? He cut open the stomach with an axe and took out the internal organs. It was shocking and unbearable to look at.

"Go ahead! Why are you afraid of him?"

Behind the crowd, the furious Xu Heng limped out with a knife in hand. As his injuries had not healed, his face still looked a little pale, his breathing was disordered, and his spirit was much weaker than before.

When they saw Xu Heng, all the disciples showed joy on their faces. But when faced with Xu Heng's scolding, they remained silent. Although they looked ashamed, no one dared to answer carelessly.

"We are human, and so is he!" Xu Heng pointed his knife at the aggressive Ya Kun and shouted angrily, "No one has three heads and six arms, we are all worthless, why should we be afraid of a bird?"

After saying that, Xu Heng glared at Ya Kun fearlessly and shouted, "I'll kill you monster with one blow!"

Ya Kun didn't seem to understand Xu Heng's scolding, but he seemed to be dismissive. He just made a "snoring" sound like thunder in his throat, then raised his axe with both hands and swung it lightly in the air, as if to provoke.

"Damn it! This is too much!"

Xu Heng was furious and flew up immediately regardless of others' dissuasion.

In mid-air, he held the knife in both hands, and relying on the strength of his waist and horse, he flipped in the air several times, and used a move called "Splitting Huashan with Force", whizzing down and going straight for Ya Kun's crown.

Judging from his posture, it seems that he wants to split Ya Kun in half with one knife.

Facing the ferocious Xu Heng, Ya Kun's body trembled, and then he raised the axe with both hands to protect his head.

"Keng!"

In a flash, everyone heard a deafening roar. Then Xu Heng's knife had already chopped down on Ya Kun's axe. The knife and axe collided, and a dazzling spark burst out instantly.

During the battle, Ya Kun remained calm and collected, his feet did not move at all, and even his arms, which were holding the axe high, did not tremble in the slightest.

On the other hand, Xu Heng's arms were numb and painful due to the huge backlash, and blood was flowing from his knuckles. The slippery blood flowed through his fingers and filled the handle of the knife, almost causing it to fly out of his hand.

"Oh!"

"Forehead……"

The sword and the axe separated at the touch, and before Xu Heng landed on the ground, Ya Kun kicked him hard in the abdomen, causing Xu Heng to fly backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Accompanied by screams, Xu Heng fell awkwardly into the crowd ten meters away.

"Brother Xu!"

Seeing this, Liao Chuan, Liao Hai and the others were all horrified and rushed forward. "Fuck... poof!"

Xu Heng held his breath tightly, his eyes wide open, his face red as blood, and the blue veins on his forehead trembling violently. Before he could speak, a stream of blood gushed out, splashing the faces of the surrounding disciples red.

"Brother Xu! How are you?"

Liao Chuan stared at Xu Heng with his big, copper-bell eyes and shouted at him madly.

Ya Kun's kick was so powerful that it was like the collapse of mountains and rivers, like Mount Tai pressing down on one's head, like a thousand-foot thunder, and like a fatal blow.

At this moment, Xu Heng felt as if his bones and muscles were broken, his blood was boiling, his meridians were severed, and his internal organs were destroyed.

The whole person felt as if he had been crushed by a huge army, his body was burning, his internal organs were in great pain. He was dying, his breath was barely there, and every breath he took exhausted all his strength. He endured a myriad of pains, and it was simply worse than death, and the suffering was unbearable.

"Brother Xu, be careful!"

A sudden exclamation from the crowd made Liao Chuan, who was still frightened, feel his heart in his throat again.

Ya Kun seemed unwilling to give up after failing to kill Xu Heng with one kick. He shook his huge body, wielding a blood-stained axe, and rushed towards Xu Heng like a tiger descending from a mountain.

"Liao Hai, take people to stop him!"

Liao Chuan urged, then struggled to pick up Xu Heng, whose life was in danger, and quickly retreated towards the hall.

"Fuck me..."

"Keng!"

"Oh!"

Liao Hai was courageous, but he was too reckless. He ignored Xu Heng's previous experience and subconsciously confronted Ya Kun head-on. However, he did not expect that his full-strength sword attack was completely threatening to Ya Kun and could not break his defense.

Liao Hai was hit hard by Ya Kun's huge body and was knocked over several times.

Looking at Ya Kun again, he did not look around and did not stop walking, as if he was a ferocious beast that had identified its prey and was rushing towards Xu Heng regardless of everything.

In a trance, Xu Heng saw Ya Kun chasing him relentlessly, and suddenly he perked up. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Liao Chuan's arm, then straightened his body and pushed hard with his right hand. While breaking free from Liao Chuan's "restraints", he also pushed him away, and turned to face the murderous Ya Kun alone.

"Brother Xu..."

"I should have lost my life in Chenzhou. I am lucky to be alive today!" Facing the panicked Liao Chuan, Xu Heng shouted, "It is better to die alone than to die together!"

Facing the grinning Ya Kun who was so close to him, Xu Heng remained calm and showed no fear. At the same time, he flicked his right hand and a short blade with a cold glow slipped out of his sleeve silently.

Xu Heng's eyes were as sharp as torches, he was ready to die, he had a knife hidden in his hand, ready to strike, a sneer of contempt rose quietly at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll trade my life with yours today! Come on!"

With a roar, Xu Heng suddenly raised his foot and rushed towards Ya Kun. In an instant, he quickly stretched out his right hand, flicked his five fingers lightly, and pushed forward. The extremely sharp short blade immediately turned into a silver meteor and shot directly at Ya Kun's heart.

Almost at the same time, Ya Kun's arms suddenly stretched left and right, like a roc spreading its wings. Then, the two huge axes, like eagle wings folded tightly, overlapped and came down from the left and right, whistling towards both sides of Xu Heng's body.

If this trick succeeded, Xu Heng's body would be chopped into three pieces by Ya Kun on the spot.

"call!"

At the critical moment, a black shadow suddenly broke through the air. Then, a silver light fell from the sky, cutting through the sky and hitting Ya Kun in the face.

"Keng! Keng!"

In a moment, several sword lights mysteriously appeared on Xu Heng's left and right. The sword shadows were sharp and the silver light flashed. With two crisp sounds, the three-foot green blades successively hit the two axes on the left and right. Although they could not stop the extremely powerful Ya Kun, they gave Xu Heng a chance to escape.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The axe was blocked, and Ya Kun was stunned. Before he could see clearly what was going on, he saw a black shadow in front of him flipping in the air. Then, three kicks in a row, fiercely kicking Ya Kun's chest, forcing his huge body to retreat three steps.

The black shadow swung sideways in the air and kicked out with a whip kick, accurately kicking the end of the short blade, increasing its speed by another three points. It instantly turned into a meteor and shot straight into Ya Kun's body.

Unfortunately, although the short blade pierced his chest, it failed to penetrate his heart. For Ya Kun, who had thick skin and flesh, this injury was not a big deal.

With just this one move, he forced Ya Kun to retreat and saved Xu Heng. Under the curious and anxious gazes of the disciples of the Xianwang Mansion, the man in black flew out backwards as light as a swallow, and finally landed steadily beside Liao Chuan and Liao Hai.

"How dare someone break into the Xianwang Mansion? Are you taking advantage of the fact that no one is in my mansion tonight?"

Upon seeing this person, the disciples who were full of worry suddenly showed expressions of ecstasy, and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders.

"Master Liu, you're back!"

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(End of this chapter)