Jinyiwei: Starting by Killing a Traitorous Superior – Chapter 13

Ch 13: Demonic Sect Demon Emissary

Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered like cold stars as he coldly watched the man, a mocking smile curving his lips.

“Forgot to tell you, I’m best at unarmed combat.”

Jiang Chen’s voice was exceptionally clear in the cold wind, a chilling smile curving his lips, as if victory was already in his grasp.

As the words fell, he kicked out, bringing a whistling sound, directly aiming for the man’s waist.

If this kick landed solidly, even steel bones would probably be fractured and tendons broken.

The man’s expression changed drastically. He hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to possess such fierce physical strength.

If he didn’t abandon his sword, he was afraid he would take this kick head-on, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, if he abandoned his sword, what would he use to fight Jiang Chen?

After all, the precious sword in his hand was his last reliance.

At this moment, he fell into deep hesitation.

His eyes shifted back and forth between the precious sword and Jiang Chen, his heart filled with struggle and contradiction.

He knew very well that once he abandoned his sword, it would be equivalent to giving up his last hope.

But if he didn’t abandon his sword, it would be difficult to withstand Jiang Chen’s fierce attack.

However, in this moment of hesitation, Jiang Chen’s offensive had already arrived like a shadow.

With this kick, the man chose to leap high, dodging this attack, and using the inertia of his body and the shift in his center of gravity to pull back the precious sword that was pinched between Jiang Chen’s fingers.

His eyes flashed with determination and unwillingness, as if he wanted to concentrate all of his strength in this instant.

However, what he never expected was that this leap became the beginning of his descent into despair.

Just as his body was completely suspended in mid-air, a glint flashed in Jiang Chen’s eyes.

He keenly captured his opponent’s flaw, and his heart was overjoyed.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately pulled the longsword in his hand towards his chest, using this force to bring the opponent in mid-air over completely.

The man only felt a powerful force coming from the precious sword. His body flew forward involuntarily, completely losing control.

His heart was filled with terror. He hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to have such great strength.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chen’s other hand stretched out like lightning, suddenly grabbing his face.

At that moment, he only felt as if his head was being tightly pinched by a primordial giant beast, the pain unbearable, and he was unable to break free at all.

The strength of Jiang Chen’s hand was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to crush his head alive.

His eyes were filled with horror and helplessness. He felt the aura of death approaching.

He tried his best to struggle, but Jiang Chen’s hands were as firm as iron pincers, making him unable to move at all.

“Bang!”

With a muffled loud sound, Jiang Chen’s movements were clean and neat, without the slightest delay, directly pressing the man’s head hard into the courtyard’s soil.

Dust flew, mud splashed, and the man’s face was instantly covered in dirt, leaving only a pair of horrified and helpless eyes, flashing with a faint light in the gaps of the soil.

Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered like cold stars. There was no sympathy on his face, only cold killing intent.

He took a deep breath, and then punched the man’s body one after another, each punch carrying a whistling sound and a palpitating power.

His fists were as dense and powerful as raindrops, and each strike made the man’s body tremble violently.

The man’s eyes were filled with horror. He felt the power of Jiang Chen’s fist, as if it wanted to completely destroy his body.

Each of Jiang Chen’s punches accurately hit the man’s vital points. His movements were smooth and powerful, with the imposing manner of Wu Song slaying a tiger.

After about ten punches, the man’s body finally stopped trembling, and he stopped moving completely.

Jiang Chen withdrew his fist and stood there, his body exuding a palpitating killing intent and dominance.

He lowered his head and looked at the man, only to see that his body had sunk into the soil, the soil mixed with blood, appearing particularly shocking.

Jiang Chen knew that this series of strikes had caused devastating damage to the man’s body.

He felt as if his body had been trampled by dozens of elephants, and all of his internal organs were shattered, without even a trace of strength to resist.

Even if he was a Grandmaster Realm martial artist, he would never be able to survive this situation in the face of Jiang Chen’s storm-like attack.

Even the strength of the Grandmaster Realm seemed so insignificant in front of Jiang Chen.

Each of Jiang Chen’s punches contained terrifying power, as if he wanted to completely destroy the man’s body.

He relentlessly continued to attack until he beat the man to the point of being unable to resist, without even a trace of strength to struggle, before pulling his head out of the ground again.

At this time, the man’s face was covered in dirt and blood, his eyes were tightly closed, and there were traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, appearing exceptionally miserable.

His chest heaved violently, as if each breath would exhaust all of his strength.

“Cough cough cough…”

A burst of violent coughing came, and fresh blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spewed out of his mouth, staining his clothes red.

His eyes became empty, as if he had already seen the end of his life.

Jiang Chen looked at the scene before him, without the slightest ripple in his heart.

He coldly stared at the man, wanting to ask something from his mouth.

However, before Jiang Chen could speak, the man directly tilted his head, his eyes lost their luster, and he completely lost his vital signs, dying on the spot.

【Sin Points+756】

Jiang Chen frowned. He hadn’t expected this person to be so vulnerable.

He originally wanted to get some useful information from this person, but now it seemed that it was impossible.

“Damn, so weak.”

Jiang Chen lightly flicked the blood off his fist, his tone revealing a hint of disdain.

Jiang Chen squatted down and carefully searched the person’s body.

He was skilled in his movements, and soon made a discovery.

A token lay quietly in the dead man’s clothes, with the words “Demon Emissary” clearly and powerfully engraved on it.

In addition, Jiang Chen also found two hundred taels of silver notes, two bottles of elixir, and a well-sealed letter.

He picked up the letter and carefully opened it.

As the letter unfolded, Jiang Chen’s expression gradually became serious.

His eyes revealed an unbelievable look, as if he had seen something incredible.

“How is this possible?”

Jiang Chen muttered to himself, his voice with a trace of tremor.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen resealed the letter in his hand, carefully put it into his arms, his eyes revealing a dignified look.

Afterwards, he picked up the broken saber, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

He walked to the corpse, without the slightest hesitation, and directly used the saber to slash dozens of times on the man’s face.

Each slash went deep into the flesh, blood splattering everywhere, and the man’s originally relatively intact face instantly became disfigured, as if it had been torn apart by a wild beast.