CHAPTER 582: CHAPTER 582 PROVE IT WITH ACTIONS

Mo Buwen sneered disdainfully, staring coldly at Qin Yi, and said, "Are you still dreaming of killing us all?"

"You think I’m dreaming?" Qin Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, asking with a faint smile.

Mo Buwen sneered, "Do you dare? Everyone present has a prominent identity and immense power behind them. If you dare to kill one of us, I guarantee you won’t have a place to be buried. Moreover, you’ll implicate your family. Your child is due in a few months, isn’t it? Surely you wouldn’t want your wife and child to suffer because of your recklessness?"

Qin Yi looked at Mo Buwen, his eyes quickly turning icy, causing the surrounding temperature to drop abruptly.

Mo Buwen didn’t realize how foolish he had been by using Qin Yi’s taboo and bottom line to threaten him; it was simply courting death.

Qin Yi said coldly, "Mo Buwen, you dare to threaten me with my family. If I let you leave here alive today, I swear I’m not Qin Yi."

With that, he swung the Big Halberd, pointing it at Mo Buwen: "Emperor Valley, Mo Family. It will be completely destroyed because of your words."

Mo Buwen’s face changed dramatically. How did Qin Yi know he was from the Mo Family of Emperor Valley? This matter was only known by Nan ZaiXu and the Flower Demon; he couldn’t help but look at them.

Nan ZaiXu’s shoulder had been smashed by a black brick wielded by Qin Yi. Although it had somewhat recovered, a full recovery would take several months. Noticing Mo Buwen’s suspicious glance, Nan ZaiXu thought for a moment and understood what Mo Buwen was thinking, then sneered, "You wouldn’t suspect that the Flower Demon and I betrayed your identity, would you? Qin Yi is our common enemy, what good would it do us to betray you?"

Mo Buwen did not believe Nan ZaiXu’s words, because he was not friends with Nan ZaiXu, so it was possible that Nan ZaiXu had some secret deal with Qin Yi.

"Brother Mo, I really admire your mind; you’re so clever. If Brother Nan really betrayed you, how could he have been seriously injured by Qin Yi?" The innocence and cuteness vanished from the Flower Demon’s face, replaced by full ridicule.

Mo Buwen sneered, he had, of course, considered this matter. But who knew if it was just a ruse orchestrated by Nan ZaiXu and Qin Yi? Also, the Flower Demon herself was one of the suspects for betraying his identity, so he didn’t believe a word she said.

"Qin Yi, how did you learn of my identity?"

To find out who among these two had betrayed him, wouldn’t it be better to ask Qin Yi directly?

Qin Yi’s eyes were as cold as Xuan Bing, making people shiver: "Is it that difficult to know your identity?"

Mo Buwen sneered, "Since you know my identity, you should know the power my Mo Family has. I didn’t want to rely on my family to deal with you, but since you know, it doesn’t matter. Qin Yi, do you still have the guts to lay a finger on me now?"

Swish!

Qin Yi turned into a stream of light and flew out, covering a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, raising his hand to punch, the force like thunder, the Fist Light sweeping through, distorting the area within a hundred meters, an impressive display of power.

He didn’t bother to waste words with Mo Buwen and demonstrated with action whether he dared to lay a hand on him.

Mo Buwen’s face changed dramatically, a burst of Cultivation surged to the extreme, the Jade Fan in his hand emitting dazzling green light, unfurling with a swish, and directly slashing towards Qin Yi’s throat. Even an ordinary Jade Fan, wielded by a Nascent Soul Realm expert, could exert power comparable to a Divine Weapon.

Boom!

Qin Yi’s eyes were filled with killing intent, his gaze sharp, punching the fan surface, the terrifying Fist Light directly shattering Mo Buwen’s Jade Fan into pieces, the violent Fist Light spreading, even the ground was shattered, and cracks like giant centipedes spread outwards.

Mo Buwen grunted, his whole body shot out like a cannonball, his right arm trembling, the tiger’s mouth cracked, and blood gushed out.

Bang!

The ground under Qin Yi’s feet exploded into a spider web, his figure like a stream of light, lifting the yellow sand of the ground as he charged toward Mo Buwen like a raging Dragon.

Mo Buwen’s face was as dark as if his parents had died, and with a flip of his hand, dazzling crimson light swept out, revealing a short sword about forty centimeters long, blood-red all over, as if made of Ruby, very exquisite.

But the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous; this sword was named Soul Stealer, the finest Spiritual Artifact, and a killer among Spiritual Artifacts.

Under Mo Buwen’s urging, this exquisite short sword emitted dazzling crimson light, filling the surrounding several meters with chilling Sword Qi.

Qin Yi wasn’t surprised; given the power behind Mo Buwen and others, how could they not carry a few life-saving cards when traveling?

"Qin Yi, did you really think you were invincible? Today, I’ll personally take your head."

Mo Buwen pinched the sword technique with both hands and pointed towards Qin Yi from mid-air.

Whoosh!

The short sword, glittering with dazzling crimson light, turned into a beam of red light and flew out, like a ray of light, instantly stabbing into the punch Qin Yi threw, making a sharp metallic clashing noise, sparks flying everywhere.

The skin on Qin Yi’s fist was entirely purple-gold, his fists like cast from purple-gold. The short sword stabbed at his fist, the Fist Light spreading with Sword Qi, raising dust storms blocking the sky and sun.

Mo Buwen’s short sword was directly shocked back, the dazzling crimson light on the blade dimming slightly.

Qin Yi let out a light sound, looking down at his fist, where a shallow white mark appeared, the spot where the short sword had struck. This short blade was indeed extraordinary, leaving a mark on his hand, trivial as it was, it was still surprising.

The short sword flew back into Mo Buwen’s hand, under his furious urging, it burst forth with dazzling brilliant light, like a small sun.

Mo Buwen held the sword technique, the short sword transformed once again into a fierce glare, blasting towards Qin Yi.

Qin Yi squinted slightly, raising his hand to send out a Black Brick as a streak of black light.

Clang!

The short sword and Black Brick collided in mid-air without any flourish, sparks flying, the metallic clash was deafening, the dazzling light from the short sword instantly dulled, sent flying a thousand meters, disappearing into the southern stone wall.

Qin Yi raised his hand, the Black Brick flew back to him, and he couldn’t help but be surprised, what exactly was this thing? A top-tier killer tool couldn’t leave the slightest mark on it.

Mo Buwen’s face was grim, his gaze sinister, his hand constantly changing the sword technique, trying to summon the top-quality short sword embedded in the stone wall. However, limited by his Cultivation and the distance, the top-quality short sword never appeared.

Swish!

Qin Yi turned into a stream of light, swooping towards Mo Buwen.

Mo Buwen roared angrily, giving up on summoning the short sword, raising his hand to slam down a palm, terrifying power gathered into a handprint the size of two tables, pounding towards Qin Yi with a dreadful roar.