"You intend to break your oath?" Chen Jie's gaze sharpened.
"Hahaha... what of it if I break my oath? My oath was sworn to the Patriarch of Sorcery! Have you forgotten? I am a martial artist!"
Chen Jie's pupils contracted.
Fang Tai roared with laughter, "Chen Jie, you killed my son. This hatred is irreconcilable. Today, I will kill Wang Xiaoyan first as a down payment. In the future, I will make everyone related to you die!"
"Die!" Fang Tai bellowed, his hand no longer hesitating as he swung a blade towards Wang Xiaoyan's neck.
Seeing this, Deng Zhou and others sneered.
They had no intention of intervening. It was true they had taken an oath, but as long as they didn't act, they wouldn't be breaking it!
"No!" Chen Jie roared, charging fiercely at Fang Tai.
"Chen Jie, you are a spent force, yet you still try to stop me? Too late!"
Fang Tai's face was ferocious as the blade was about to descend.
Chen Jie was in a frenzy.
Without being able to use his cultivation, he was powerless to stop this.
Suddenly, a blade lunged from the side.
With a *ding*, it blocked Fang Tai's blade.
"He Wenwu! Why are you stopping me? You're seeking death!"
Fang Tai's face changed drastically as he looked at the person who had intervened.
*Swish*, the man named He Wenwu slashed his blade, cutting through the ropes binding Wang Xiaoyan.
He grabbed Wang Xiaoyan by the shoulder and ran towards Chen Jie, "Miss Wang, run!"
"Ahhh... traitor, you traitor! I'll kill you!" Fang Tai, like a madman, lunged at He Wenwu with his blade.
Chen Jie instantly realized this person might be a mole from the Dragon Group.
He immediately moved to intercept Wang Xiaoyan.
"Pfft, pfft!"
Fang Tai unleashed the combat power of a Heaven-tier martial artist, delivering two swift slashes.
He Wenwu cried out in pain, his back flesh torn open. He unconsciously loosened his grip on Wang Xiaoyan.
"Trash! I'll settle with you after I kill Wang Xiaoyan!"
Fang Tai again swung his blade at Wang Xiaoyan.
"Miss Wang, be careful!"
He Wenwu quickly threw himself in front of Fang Tai, holding his blade horizontally.
*Clang!*
With a deafening sound, He Wenwu's blade was snapped in two.
But Fang Tai's momentum was unabated as his blade fell upon him again.
*Puff!*
He Wenwu was cleaved from head to toe, a bloody line opening up, blood gushing out.
"Stop!"
At this moment, Chen Jie also reached Wang Xiaoyan. He embraced her tightly.
At the same time, he supported the nearly falling He Wenwu.
"Mr. Chen, my mission is complete. You and Miss Wang should flee quickly!" He Wenwu said weakly to Chen Jie.
Chen Jie's eyes turned crimson. "I acknowledge this debt to the Dragon Group! The rest is up to me!"
"Chen Jie,呜呜… why are you so foolish…" Wang Xiaoyan cried into Chen Jie's embrace.
Although Chen Jie was severely wounded, Fang Tai, seeing him protect Wang Xiaoyan, cautiously retreated a couple of steps.
"Chen Jie, you are too arrogant, daring to offend my Sorcery Association! Today, I shall suppress you!" A Earth-tier expert, seeing an opportunity to shine, stepped forward.
He raised his blade, inscribing runes on it as he charged at Chen Jie.
Upon reaching Chen Jie, he struck with brutal force.
Chen Jie's eyes flashed fiercely.
He extended his left hand, his index and middle fingers clamping onto the blade.
With a crisp crack, the blade could not advance an inch further.
"Ah! What's happening!"
The Earth-tier expert's face contorted in shock.
Then, Chen Jie flicked his fingers.
With a resounding *bang*, the blade in his hand was sent flying, and with a *poof*, it plunged back into the expert's chest.
"What!"
"Hit three times, and he's still this strong?"
The martial artists present were stunned, looking at Chen Jie in disbelief.
Fang Tai also gasped, this single display revealing Chen Jie's power. He was no match for him now!
He Chuan, watching from a distance, his expression also shifted slightly.
"Could he be using the Sorcery-Empowered Body technique? But didn't he swear not to use sorcery tonight?"
"No, Chen Jie wouldn't be that foolish. He might be using his martial artist abilities!" He Chuan concluded internally, his face filled with shock.
Could Chen Jie be a rare talent in both sorcery and martial arts?
One finger, to kill an Earth-tier.
If he were facing Chen Jie, he would likely meet the same fate.
In that instant, He Chuan's expression was incredibly complex.
"Today, all of you will die! Get lost!" Chen Jie roared, kicking out with his leg.
The Earth-tier expert, dying with eyes wide open, was sent flying backward.
"Chen Jie cannot use his sorcery abilities, only his martial arts. But he is heavily injured and won't last long! Attack! Whoever takes his head will be rewarded with one billion cash!" Deng Zhou commanded.
He too was shaken by Chen Jie's strength. He even felt a pang of regret for having helped Cao Hanzi against Chen Jie. If such a person survived and recovered, he would be their doom!
But, it had come to this. Today, he had to ensure Chen Jie's death.
"Hmph! You underestimate me. Tonight will be the darkest day of your lives!" Chen Jie's sleeves billowed as a powerful aura erupted from him.
At the same time, Chen Jie reached into his storage ring. Instantly, a healing elixir appeared in his hand.
This was a treasure found on Mount Wutai. The hemostatic powder he had given Yang Siqing was only the lowest grade. This one he kept was far more advanced.
It was called the Xiao Huan Dan!
An elixir specifically prepared for cultivators.
Chen Jie swallowed it directly.
Immediately, a surge of warmth flowed through his body.
The injuries in his abdomen began to heal at a visible rate.
"This brute is too powerful, don't let him take medicine! Heaven-tier experts! Follow me!"
At these words, three Sorcery Masters immediately approached Chen Jie. "We've heard you've stirred up quite a storm in Pingcheng. Today, let us see just how strong you really are!"
Saying this, they raised their wooden swords, infused them with sorcery power, and hurled them at Chen Jie.
The wooden swords, like arrows, flew towards Chen Jie in a triangular formation.
"Hmph! Using despicable means to prevent me from unleashing my true strength while I'm injured, and you call that a demonstration? No matter, you scoundrels wish to see, and I shall indulge you!"
Chen Jie waved his hand, and a wave of energy surged from him.
With a *buzz*, the wooden swords hurtling towards him froze in mid-air, unable to advance an inch further.
"What? What kind of ability is this?"
"No, this is not a martial artist's ability! He's cheating! Didn't he swear not to use sorcery?" the three Sorcery Masters exclaimed, their faces pale.
"He has broken his oath!" Deng Zhou's expression also changed.
"Sorcery? You know nothing of martial artists!"
Chen Jie sneered, his aura surging wildly.