My Silly, Sweet Wife-Chapter 959: The Power of One Person

All the people of Hua Heshang looked mockingly at Ye Guichen; in their eyes, Ye Guichen was just a pretty boy.

Even the people of Sun Erniang were all in despair.

In their opinion, Ye Guichen was just an embroidered pillow—good-looking with fair skin but utterly useless.

Otherwise, when they captured Ye Guichen, he wouldn't have failed to resist at all.

However, Gongsun Fengying and Luo Huasheng were not anxious when they saw Hua Heshang daring to provoke Ye Guichen; instead, they crossed their arms, ready to watch the show.

Gongsun Fengying even grinned broadly.

Hua Heshang is looking for trouble; he can't blame anyone but himself for that.

"What, are you deaf?" Seeing Ye Guichen not reacting, one of Hua Heshang's men raised his hand to push Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Are you talking to me?"

His body shifted slightly, while his right hand reached out, grabbing the wrist of that subordinate of Hua Heshang, then flung him away.

Whoosh!

Like throwing a stone, he directly tossed that subordinate of Hua Heshang flying a hundred meters away.

The man crashed heavily into the sand, and there was no further movement.

The entire scene erupted in astonishment.

That was a person, not a mere stone, yet he was thrown away.

No doubt, he absolutely flew!

"Damn, he dared to attack one of us!"

Moments later, a group of Hua Heshang's men roared and rushed toward Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen didn't even lift his eyelids, suddenly waving his hand.

Swish!

Just one move.

It was as if thousands of blades sliced through, directly slashing throats.

A large group, more than a dozen people, stood in place, frightened, clutching their throats, trying to stop the blood flow.

But the outcome was predictable; within seconds.

Those dozen people collapsed heavily, staining the surrounding sand red.

The people of Hua Heshang recoiled, overwhelmed with terror.

"Wha-what's going on?"

"He, he didn't have any weapons just now, yet he could kill with a wave of his hand?"

"Damn, mystical energy, that guy is a genuine Martial Arts Grandmaster!"

Suddenly, the whole scene was in chaos.

The people of Sun Erniang were dumbfounded.

They never expected the seemingly frail man to be the most formidable one.

"Kill him!" Hua Heshang, face ashen, roared at his men.

Those subordinates hesitated briefly, about to advance, when Ye Guichen bent down to grab a handful of sand, shaking it in front of them: "If you wish to die, I don't mind sending you off!"

Hua Heshang's men froze in place, not daring to move forward.

Seeing this, Hua Heshang cursed, hefting his Crescent Moon Spade, and rushed at Ye Guichen in a few steps, "Kid, today I'll send you to meet King Yan!"

Roar!

"Hidden Tiger Staff Technique!"

A beastly roar came from Hua Heshang's mouth.

In an instant, Hua Heshang seemed to transform into a mottled giant tiger, with its massive mouth appearing ready to swallow Ye Guichen whole.

"That's the boss's fusion of the Hidden Tiger Fist Technique!"

"Terrifying, this is the boss's true strength!"

"Damn, I've heard the boss has Grandmaster Realm prowess, but never saw it until today; truly not just a reputation!"

Seeing Hua Heshang's move, Sun Erniang and others turned ashen.

Especially Sun Erniang, realizing that Hua Heshang hadn't even used his true strength against them before.

If he had used the Hidden Tiger Staff Technique earlier, even if she and Gongsun Fengying joined forces, they might still be defeated within three moves.

"That young man, so young, is already a Grandmaster, but alas..." Sun Erniang thought to herself.

The people of Hua Heshang were already cheering.

Gongsun Fengying remained calm, not worried that Ye Guichen would come to harm.

In the next second, as Hua Heshang's Crescent Moon Spade was about to strike Ye Guichen on the head, others saw Ye Guichen seemingly scared silly.

But before anyone could figure out what was happening, Ye Guichen's hand mysteriously appeared beneath the Crescent Moon Spade.

Then, he seized the incredibly sharp Crescent Moon Spade.

"Crack!"

It snapped directly.

Boom!

This scene shocked everyone's eyes.

"How did that guy break the Crescent Moon Spade?"

"Damn, is his hand made of steel?"

"No, he's not just a Martial Arts Grandmaster; he's also a Cross Training Master!"

Among the crowd, someone seemed to discern the truth.

Only a Cross-Training Master with a formidable body could withstand a weapon.

However, the terrifying events were far from over.

After Ye Guichen effortlessly snapped the Crescent Moon Spade, his hand like a phantom suddenly seized Hua Heshang's throat.

A strange black aura seeped from Ye Guichen's hand into Hua Heshang's body.

Hua Heshang's body shriveled bit by bit, as if being drained of air.

"You, are you a Magic Master? How dare you kill me?" Hua Heshang didn't expect to be unable to withstand even a move from Ye Guichen, a thick sense of death enveloping him, sending chills down his spine, but holding a sliver of hope that Ye Guichen wouldn't dare act with so many subordinates present.

However, Ye Guichen curled his lips into a cold smile: "Killing you is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog. I didn't intend to provoke you, but you insisted on courting death, so be it!"

Crack!

With a snap, he broke Hua Heshang's neck, tossing him to the ground casually.

Within moments, Hua Heshang's body turned ink-black; if not for the monk's robe, one wouldn't recognize him as the once-dominant Hua Heshang of the desert.

"Next, it's your turn." Ye Guichen lifted his head, looking at Hua Heshang's subordinates.

Everyone who met Ye Guichen's gaze felt as though death was staring back, terrified, and dared not to meet it; they turned to flee.

Yet, there was nowhere they could escape to.

Ye Guichen's figure was like a phantom, transforming into shadows.

Then, the agonized cries of Hua Heshang's subordinates resounded.

Just seconds later, a large group had perished.

The remaining ones, seeing no escape, fell to their knees, pleading desperately.

Ye Guichen, however, had no intention of sparing them: "If begging for mercy sufficed, why would villains on earth need punishment?"

He struck with one palm.

That palm was like hundreds of sharp blades, piercing directly into those subordinates' foreheads, killing them instantly.

More than four hundred people perished.

The entire scene was deathly silent.

Sun Erniang's Heartless Sect people were all stunned, as if seeing a ghost.

After a long pause, someone gasped, murmuring in shock: "Is he even human?"

"Beauty, you were originally very beautiful, but you insisted on self-harm, turning your face into this; it's really a waste of your looks!"

Who would've thought, after killing so many, Ye Guichen acted as if he did something completely ordinary, showing no emotion and walked up to Sun Erniang, speaking flippantly.