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

"Look!"

Qin Shan suddenly shouted, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Everyone immediately focused their attention on that direction.

During the flight, a new blade suddenly sprang out from the broken blade.

The new blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, yet it looks even sharper than before.

There was another knife hidden inside this one!!

Chen Yun was slightly taken aback after seeing it clearly.

Unexpectedly, this knife actually has a hidden secret.

"call out!"

The throwing knife was as fast as a shooting star, flying past Chen Yun's throat.

Chen Yun stood frozen in place.

"It's done!"

Zhao Sandao was overjoyed and burst into unrestrained laughter.

"Hahaha, I admit you are indeed very skilled, you even managed to dodge my third strike."

"But you're too confident; you actually think I only know how to make the third cut!"

"Hmph, you think my name, Zhao Sandao, comes from the third strike? No, quite the opposite."

"While there are very few people in this world who can withstand my third strike, that doesn't mean they don't exist. And they all died because they witnessed my fourth strike!"

"In any case, it's an honor for you to die by my fourth strike, hahaha—"

Zhao Sandao's animated movements came to an abrupt halt.

Because Chen Yun, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly turned his head and smiled gently at him!

"How can this be?"

Zhao Sandao's pupils suddenly contracted.

Chen Yun reached out and hooked his finger over his teeth; a metal wire fell into his hand.

He then pulled hard on the metal wire, and the throwing knife returned directly to his hand!

"This is the trump card you've been hiding for so long? It doesn't look like much!"

"How about I teach you how to properly use a knife?"

Chen Yun gripped the knife and moved.

In a flash, everyone realized that Chen Yun had vanished.

Then, a streak of cold light suddenly appeared.

Zhao Sandao's hair stood on end, his mind reeling, as he felt a deadly threat looming.

He took a step back without hesitation.

All he saw was the knife that narrowly missed his throat, carrying a chilling sensation.

Chen Yun sheathed his sword and returned to his original position.

From the moment the sword was drawn to the moment it was sheathed, everything happened with lightning speed.

The others present only saw a blur before their eyes, and then it was all over.

It was as if Chen Yun hadn't moved at all from beginning to end.

"This is the swordsmanship you were talking about? It seems it's not very effective!"

Zhao Sandao laughed loudly, looking smug.

"If you hadn't laughed so loudly, you might have lived a little longer."

Chen Yun looked at Zhao Sandao with pity.

"What do you mean?"

"How could I... uh..."

Zhao Sandao suddenly paused, his expression hardening, and he froze on the spot.

In the throat area, a fine cut, as thin as a cicada's wing, began to seep out.

Immediately afterwards, the blood flowed more and more, soaking his chest.

Zhao Sandao clutched his neck tightly with both hands, foolishly trying to choke himself.

But this is meaningless.

Blood gushed out from between his fingers like a floodgate had been opened.

Facial muscles began to contort, and the brain felt waves of suffocation and fear.

He desperately clutched his throat, trying to scream but unable to make a sound.

Cheng Qingyue dared not look at the scene any longer and turned her head to one side.

"Ho ho..."

Zhao Sandao pointed at Chen Yun, struggled for a moment, and then collapsed to the ground like a limp rag.

The various insects around us were moaning softly, making the surroundings seem even more silent and empty.

Everyone present stared at Chen Yun in the center of the courtyard, unable to recover from the scene just now for a long time.

The infamous Zhao Sandao, the knife fanatic who had dominated Jiangnan City for decades, actually died at the hands of Chen Yun.

A dignified half-step Grandmaster, how could he die such a humiliating death!

In everyone's eyes, Chen Yun at this moment was like a god.

Without a doubt, anyone who truly opposes Chen Yun will make the biggest mistake of their life!

Among everyone present, Qin Shan, being the one with the highest cultivation level and strongest martial arts skills, was the one who could truly appreciate Chen Yun's terrifying strength!

From beginning to end, the relationship between Chen Yun and Zhao Sandao was less of a battle and more of a game!

Chen Yun responded calmly and without the slightest panic—a scene that could only occur when facing an enemy many times weaker than himself.

"Zhao Sandao is undoubtedly a half-step grandmaster. Even if a true grandmaster came, he would never be able to deal with him so easily."

"Therefore, Mr. Chen's strength is undoubtedly above that of a Grandmaster!"

Qin Shan couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

For him, becoming a grandmaster was already his lifelong aspiration.

What must it be like above the Grandmaster level!

"Master Chen, what should we do with Zhao Sandao's body?"

Wang Hongyue walked up to Ali with increasing respect.

He certainly had many ways to dispose of Zhao Sandao's body, but asking Chen Yun was a sign of respect.

"Find him a good burial site with good feng shui, then prepare his remains and bury him."

Chen Yun said calmly.

"Hmm? Master Chen, you're not mistaken, are you?"

Wang Hong was a little confused about the situation.

If this guy comes knocking on our door, burning him, feeding him to the dogs, or throwing him into the sea would be the best methods to deal with him.

Why bury him? It's such a show of respect.

"I'm not wrong."

Chen Yun glanced at the corpse on the ground with some pity. "I killed him because he was an enemy, and because he had gone astray and would inevitably become a menace in the future."

"However, the fact that he was able to come up and avenge Lu Shouyi after his death shows that he was a grateful person with good character. For this reason, let his body be given a better resting place."

"Yes, Master Chen!"

Wang Hong suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly.

He then immediately gathered people to dispose of the body.

The surrounding stench of blood was completely washed away, and the windows of the villa were all replaced.

The farce naturally made it impossible for the banquet to continue.

After seeing everyone off, Chen Yun sat down on the Eye of the Dragon Vein.

While circulating his spiritual energy, he pondered the matter of traveling to Yunhang.

"Come out!"

Chen Yun suddenly opened his eyes and stared intently into the entrance hall next to him.

The moonlight shone down, and Cheng Qingyue, tall and beautiful with exquisite features, slowly walked out.

Her long eyelashes trembled in the wind, her flawless skin reflected the bright moonlight, and her exquisite curves exuded an alluring charm.

A gentle night breeze carried a faint scent of perfume to Chen Yun's nose.

Cheng Qingyue swayed her slender waist, her eyes alluring, and as she walked, she took off her coat, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white shoulders:

"Chen Yun, you must be very lonely all by yourself, right?"