After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

With long swords flashing, Chen Yun nimbly dodged.

After several rounds of fighting, Chen Yun finally discovered the problem.

It turned out that a thin, transparent thread was tied to the end of the long sword's blade.

This thread is made of a very special material, which allows for very flexible and free control of the entire blade.

Furthermore, with the night deepening, the thread became even harder to spot.

If Chen Yun hadn't covered his eyes with spiritual energy, thus gaining the ability to clearly see objects...

It would be very difficult to discover the fact that this knife has supposedly become a spirit!

"Enough! Why keep hiding your true intentions?!"

Chen Yun suddenly shouted and then threw a punch.

Sixty percent of the power was channeled towards the blade.

"boom!"

A dull sound.

The blade was dented by his blow, and then it quickly lost control and fell to the ground.

As expected, the violent force forcibly dragged the blade, making it impossible for the person controlling it to continue with precise control.

A figure flew over quickly, tumbling many times in the air.

Finally, just before the long sword hit the ground, he grabbed it and landed gracefully.

Chen Yun looked closely and realized that it was a middle-aged man.

He was tall and muscular, shirtless, displaying his powerful muscles as solid as a rock.

With thick eyebrows and large eyes, his features were somewhat imposing, and his gaze was sharp and full of ruthlessness.

At this moment, he was looking at Chen Yun with an extremely hostile gaze.

"who are you?"

Chen Yun stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly.

He searched his memory, but he didn't recognize the man in front of him.

"Zhao Sandao, the Demon King!"

The middle-aged man spoke each word with a fierce aura emanating from him.

"Zhao Sandao!"

Zhang Tailu was shocked and his breathing became rapid.

"Have you heard of him?"

Wang Hong immediately asked.

“Back to the mayor, Zhao Sandao is a knife fanatic. He was already famous throughout Jiangnan City more than 20 years ago. He is a figure of the same generation as my father.”

"Rumor has it that he wields a long sword with extremely fine control and immense power, capable of even shattering rocks."

"His swordsmanship is bold and unrestrained, and his personality is straightforward. The reason he is known as Zhao the Three-Swords is that almost all his enemies die at his hands with just three strikes. No one has ever seen him use a fourth strike!"

Zhang Tailu explained in detail.

"It's incredibly ferocious?"

The expressions of everyone present changed.

Cheng Qingyue clenched her fingers nervously, her fingertips turning white.

"Then do you know what his true strength is?"

Wang Hong asked anxiously.

This was also the question that everyone present was most concerned about.

"Zhao Sandao was already a peak internal strength expert in my father's time!"

"After more than twenty years of honing his skills, even if he hasn't crossed the threshold of Grandmaster yet, his actual strength is probably not far off!"

"Moreover, Zhao Sandao is different from others; he's a martial arts fanatic. He's practiced martial arts since childhood and has always been devoted solely to the way of the sword. He's somewhat stubborn..."

Zhang Tailu's voice was solemn.

After hearing his story, everyone's hearts were instantly in their throats.

As everyone knows, martial arts fanatics are often stubborn and inflexible. It's difficult to reason with such people, and they often won't give up until they achieve their goal!

Furthermore, someone with strength comparable to a grandmaster is extremely dangerous!

"We're complete strangers. You smashed my window for no reason and then came here with your knife to hurt people. What exactly do you mean by this?"

Chen Yun asked with a cold face.

The custom-made glass in the villa is quite valuable; one pane of glass was even worth a year's living expenses for him when he lived with the Wang family.

Today, this guy must be made to pay compensation!

"For no reason? Hmph, you surnamed Chen, let me ask you, did you kill Lu Shouyi?"

"Yes, it's me," Chen Yun calmly admitted.

“You’re the right one! Let me tell you, Lu Shouyi is my sworn brother, and he saved my life back then.”

"Now that you have killed him, I will make you pay with your life!"

"Take your head to appease my sworn brother's spirit in heaven!"

Zhao Sandao brandished his broadsword, exuding a menacing aura.

Cheng Junshan and Wang Hong exchanged a glance, their faces stiffening as they realized things were about to go wrong.

No wonder this guy suddenly came to our door; it turns out he wanted to avenge Lu Shouyi!

This is a sword fanatic who's practically on the threshold of the Grandmaster realm; he's probably not going to be easy to deal with!

Seeing that the great battle was about to begin, Wang Hongyi gritted his teeth and stepped forward:

"Master Zhao Sandao, please, for my sake, put down your blade."

"Oh, who are you?"

Zhao Sandao squinted at Wang Hong.

Seeing that the other party's tone was unfriendly, Wang Hong took a deep breath and showed the composure he should have.

"I am Wang Hong, the mayor of Jiangnan City!"

"So it's you, the mayor of Jiangnan City!"

Zhao Sandao looked as if he had just realized something, and Wang Honggang thought he had a chance, but then he saw Zhao Sandao's face darken and he snorted coldly, "But what does this have to do with me? If you want to stop me, let's see if the knife in my hand agrees!"

With a slight flick of his wrist, Zhao Sandao's knife danced in the darkness, creating a dazzling display of power and exuding an aura of death!

"We are deeply sorry for the death of your sworn brother."

"However, this is also because the Tiger Roaring Hall has been too rampant over the years, threatening the survival of countless ordinary people and causing widespread public resentment, which led to the sanctions."

"This is Lu Shouyi's own fault, and Master Chen can be considered to be acting on behalf of Heaven."

Seeing that Wang Hong's status as mayor was useless, Cheng Junshan immediately invoked the greater good and tried to persuade him one by one.

"Bullshit! My sworn brother's Tiger Roar Hall has been developing for so many years. Why didn't you target it earlier or deal with it later? Why did you have to take action now of all times? Isn't it because you have a grudge against this kid!"

"You actually tried to use your so-called righteousness to pressure me!"

"Let me tell you, even if what you're saying is all bullshit to exonerate him, what does it have to do with me?"

Zhao Sandao's eyes were cold. "What my sworn brother did is his business and has nothing to do with me. I'm here today only to seek revenge and repay his life-saving grace from back then!"

"What mayor, what righteousness? I, Zhao Sandao, only seek to act with a clear conscience and a clear conscience. What else is it to me?!"

this......

The people present exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a solemn expression.

Now that things have come to this point, they finally understand what Zhang Tailu meant by "martial arts fanatic".

The guy on the other side neither respects rights and rules nor cares about righteousness or right and wrong; he has the style of a bandit.

Everything is like that; if I think it's right, then it's right.

"When a person dies, the bird flies to the sky; let's have our fun first!"

For those of them who follow the rules, this is exactly the kind of guy they hate the most!

Because you can never talk to him about interests or rules!

They're just simple-minded and physically strong!

idiot!

Everyone present cursed inwardly.