I, a prison guard in the Heavenly Prison, secretly became invincible thanks to the system.

In the Shen family compound, Ye Kang sat upright in front of the main hall.

Madam Ye stood beside her, her eyes filled with worry.

"Kang'er, Shen Fan said that the Floating Cloud Sword Sect has many people, and many experts who can fly over rooftops and walk on walls. You are all alone. Shouldn't you go and ask the government soldiers for help?"

"Mother, don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

"but……"

"I didn't get to become the deputy commander by flattery. I want to see just how bold the Floating Cloud Sword Sect is to commit such a robbery."

"Alas, it's all my fault. If it weren't for my insistence on visiting the wealthy man's house..."

"This is only right. This matter is also to settle the karmic debts of the past for you, so that you will not feel guilty."

Ye Kang comforted Madam Ye with a few words, and she said no more, choosing to believe Ye Kang.

Meanwhile, the Shen family members gathered in the mourning hall, each with a sorrowful expression on their face.

"Master, should we... run away?"

"That's right. As long as we're alive, we can always make a comeback. Are we really going to entrust our lives and fortunes to a complete stranger we've just met?"

"Shut up! Lord Ye is standing up for us. Anyone who dares to say such a thing again, I'll break their legs first!"

Shen Fan's stern rebuke silenced everyone.

Although he was also feeling uneasy, things had come to this point and the Shen family had no way out.

The night is dark and windy.

Time passed little by little.

Finally, at dawn, one after another, sword-wielding warriors dressed in white robes poured into Meihe Town from all directions.

All the inns and houses kept their doors tightly shut, fearing they would be affected.

The group of martial artists rushed towards the Shen family's residence and gathered at the entrance. Finally, several middle-aged men who were clearly elders of the sect walked over.

Their robes were even more magnificent, embroidered with cloud-patterned sword sheaths, and each of them exuded an air of authority.

One, two...

Ye Kang stood at the door and counted them. Good heavens, there were four innate masters!

However, only one of them is a third-grade innate master, while the other three are only first-grade.

Even in the south, it's impossible for all ordinary small sects to have high-grade innate talents; otherwise, the Great Jin Dynasty would have been rotten to the core long ago.

Ye Kang remained still, simply watching them quietly, his expression unchanged.

Finally, at the command of the four innate masters, all the disciples filed in and surrounded the mourning hall, terrifying the Shen family.

One of the bearded men walked over, glanced menacingly at the severed limbs on the ground, and his face darkened further.

He glared at Ye Kang and said in a low voice, "I am Song Han of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. Who are you, sir? Do you know who you killed?"

Ye Kang sneered.

"Quite a commotion, and they arrived quite quickly. They probably didn't come down from the mountain gate, right?"

"I was dealing with my enemy when my disciple told me that there was a very audacious person in the Shen family, so I came to check it out."

"That's right, you've seen it now, so what are you going to do about it?"

Ye Kang concealed his aura, stroking the demon sword in his hand, his face revealing no emotion.

Without the slightest hesitation, Song Han drew his sword and pointed it at Ye Kang.

“Naturally, I will kill you and everyone here to pay for the lives of my disciples.”

"Then let's see how much you're worth."

Ye Kang nodded, his face remaining expressionless.

Song Han frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

But he couldn't lose face, so he glanced at his three junior brothers behind him, his eyes flickering slightly.

The three men immediately rushed out and stabbed at Ye Kang's three vital points.

The sword energy surged instantly, whipping up several gusts of wind.

Ye Kang also drew his sword and slashed forward once.

Golden true energy erupted, forming a giant tiger.

The Heaven-Reaching White Tiger Slaying Blade!

The chaotic blade energy instantly shattered the three longswords, sending the three men flying and crashing into the wall.

The moment he repelled the enemy with a single strike, Song Han's eyes widened in disbelief.

"So you're a master. I misjudged you. But no matter how powerful you are, you're just one person. How many can you protect?"

He shouted loudly, and in a flash, he rushed directly into the mourning hall, drawing his sword and stabbing at Madam Ye, who was standing at the door watching.

To deal with a master, kill the people around him first. Masters are also human. As long as you make them panic, you will find a weakness.

Song Han had tried this method many times, and it never failed.

Just as the sword tip was about to pierce him, a wisp of black mist rose up in front of him.

Ye Kang suddenly emerged from the black mist and slashed horizontally with his sword.

Song Han was startled and quickly drew his sword to block, but he was still sent flying by a tremendous force.

Ye Kang's expression was like that of a demon, his anger almost tangible.

"How dare you!"

【Ding】

[Mission issued: Eliminate the invading enemy]

[Task Reward: 1 Comprehension Points]

The system seemed to sense Ye Kang's anger and immediately issued a task.

At this moment, true energy flowed into the demonic blade, and the blade emitted a blood-red phantom. Before the disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect could understand what was happening, the demonic blade had already slashed out countless blood-red blade shadows.

Boom, boom, boom!

The terrifying force swept outwards, shattering the walls and then piercing through the bodies of one person after another.

"stop!"

Seeing this, Song Han was shocked and hurriedly swung his sword to unleash a huge sword aura. However, Ye Kang did not retreat at all. He stepped into the air and unleashed a series of attacks with the Heavenly White Tiger Slaying Blade!

"How dare you draw your sword against my parents! You have no guts!"

Ye Kang roared coldly, unleashing one slash after another. His raging Imperial True Qi was like a mountain, suppressing Song Han's sword energy.

In the blink of an eye, Song Han's figure was sent flying backward again.

At this moment, the group of Floating Cloud Sword Sect disciples who were closest to the blade energy had already been torn into pieces, leaving only rags and bits of flesh on the ground.

Seeing this, the four heavily injured first-grade innate cultivators had no choice but to forcibly unleash their swords from all four directions and attack simultaneously.

No matter how powerful he is, he can't possibly kill all of us at once!

Swish swish!

Suddenly, a hundred sword energies burst forth, the pink sword energy sweeping like a storm and piercing into the bodies of the four people.

They stopped halfway, staring in shock at their own bodies.

One after another, bloody holes gushed out, like funnels.

In just a moment, the four first-grade innate beings were physically riddled with holes.

They fell straight down, still holding their rapiers.

Upon seeing this, the remaining disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect were all dumbfounded.

"No...he's not human!"

"It's none of my business!"

Everyone fled at top speed, even Song Han's pupils constricted, and he turned and ran without hesitation.

He could tell that Ye Kang was also a third-grade innate being, just like him.

But he couldn't even last a few rounds against him!

The difference is unbelievable!

escape!

The only option is to escape!

Otherwise, you will die today!

He unleashed the lightness skill of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, recklessly channeling his inner energy, his palms already drenched in cold sweat.

"Can you escape?"

Ye Kang charged forward with a cold gaze, his Hundred Flowers Sword Qi reaping everything in its path, each of the fleeing Floating Cloud Sword Sect disciples having their heads pierced by the sword energy.

The corpses lay sprawled and scattered along the road, the smell of blood seeping into the town on the breeze.

In the blink of an eye, only Song Han was left, desperately trying to escape.

He was terrified; a deep sense of fear enveloped him.

"Young friend, spare me! This is all a misunderstanding!"