nyslfriends Chapter 133 Bloodshed on the Long Street
Chapter 133 Bloodshed on the Long Street
Among the dozen or so men in black who had climbed into the courtyard, one with an aged voice said, "Heh...you're quite clever, kid. Too bad, clever people don't live long!"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the men in black seemed to receive some kind of command, and each displayed their martial arts skills to surround and attack Yue Feng and Ma Liangcai. Of the dozen or so men, only the old man stood guard, and only two of them went for Ma Liangcai, while the rest gathered around Yue Feng.
Yue Feng darted out of the encirclement of the men in black. Behind him, the men in black suddenly stopped, frozen in place.
Under the moonlight, the old man could clearly see that each of the black-clad men who had surrounded Yue Feng had a transparent, bloody hole in their chest, as if they had been killed instantly by Yue Feng with some kind of extremely powerful finger force.
The old man could hardly believe his eyes, much less believe that such martial arts existed in the world. Just as he was about to turn and run away, Yue Feng had already dealt with the two men in black who were besieging Ma Liangcai, and was chasing after him at a seemingly slow but actually fast pace.
The old man yelled and turned to run, but in a flash, Yue Feng was already in front of him. He tried several different directions, but the result was the same. Enraged, he thrust both palms out at Yue Feng's chest. Just then, Ma Liangcai shouted:
"Beware! That's the power of the Great Monument-Splitting Palm!"
A contemptuous smile appeared on Yue Feng's face as he took the old man's two palms head-on without dodging or avoiding them.
The old man struck Yue Feng in the chest, causing him to shudder violently, blood flowing from his eyes, nose, and mouth. Yue Feng's Golden Bell Shield internal energy was naturally adept at counter-shock, and having undergone three fusions and one self-creation, how could he possibly withstand such a blow? He actually managed to kill the old man with the shock.
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Yue Feng cried out "Ouch!" and pounded his chest, saying, "I wanted to leave one more alive, but this guy is too frail." Ma Liangcai was speechless.
Yue Feng said, "There should be no danger here now. You wait here for me, I'll go check on Brother Xie."
Suddenly, a loud voice was heard outside the courtyard: "Thank you for your concern, brother! I have returned." It was Xie Tianqing's voice.
Meanwhile, Xie Tianqing immediately took off after one of the two men in black, but the chase took him further and further astray until he found himself in a deserted, long street.
He sensed something was wrong and was about to turn back when two men in black blocked his way. On the rooftops on either side, at least three or four more men in black were scattered about, their numbers indistinguishable in the darkness.
The man in black who had led Xie Tianqing here stopped in the middle of the street, turned around, and chuckled, "Everyone in the martial world says that the new leader of the Qingcheng Sect is such a hero, but it turns out he's just a brave but reckless good-for-nothing. Hehe, haha!"
The man threw his head back and laughed, a laugh as piercing and painful as a crow's night cry. The men in black behind Xie Tianqing and on the rooftop joined in the laughter. Xie Tianqing said:
"I truly didn't expect you to have so many men. But where do you get the confidence that you can keep me here with so few people?"
The man said, "Sect Leader Xie, you don't need to waste time waiting for your friends to rescue you. If I'm not mistaken, they're already underground, waiting for you on the road to the Yellow Springs!"
Xie Tianqing slowly drew his sword from his back, his eyes and tone instantly turning icy cold: "Very well, since that's how it is, I'll drag you, you son of a bitch, down with me first."
A glint of cold light suddenly bloomed in the pitch-black night, swiftly moving several meters to illuminate the face of the man in black.
The man in black had not expected Xie Tianqing's sword to be so fast. As he dodged backward, he struck Xie Tianqing's sword spine with both palms, one in front of the other.
He roamed the martial world, relying entirely on his bare hands to fight enemies. This move was his signature technique for destroying enemy blades, and countless precious swords and sabers had been broken by his interlaced palms.
Unexpectedly, Xie Tianqing had diligently studied the "Yi Jin Duan Gu" chapter of the Nine Yin Manual since childhood, and his internal strength far exceeded the black-clad man's expectations. Not only did the black-clad man fail to break Xie Tianqing's longsword, but the impact also caused a dull ache in his own palm. His expression suddenly changed, and he thought to himself:
"What a formidable leader of Qingcheng Sect! His internal strength is truly remarkable!"
Just as he was about to withdraw his palms and change his move, Xie Tianqing turned his longsword horizontally and twisted it, the sharp sword energy instantly cutting the black-clad man's palms into a bloody mess.
The man in black couldn't help but cry out in pain, retreating desperately. He was only concerned with escaping, retreating extremely fast, but Xie Tianqing's sword was even faster.
Just as the man in black was about to be pierced through the heart by Xie Tianqing's sword, a series of clanging sounds of iron chains were heard, and several flying claws flew towards Xie Tianqing with unparalleled speed, each one targeting a major acupoint on Xie Tianqing's body.
The flying claws came swiftly and fiercely, and Xie Tianqing dared not be careless, slashing back with his sword. He intended to cut all the claws in one fell swoop. However, the claws, along with the iron chains, seemed to be made of no ordinary iron. Xie Tianqing's longsword struck them, only scattering a few sparks, and the claws bounced back in the direction they came from.
The man in black on the rooftop used the momentum to retract his grappling hook, and a dense barrage of hidden weapons shot towards Xie Tianqing. At the same time, two more men in black behind him rushed over and engaged him in combat.
Xie Tianqing unleashed the Pine Breeze Sword Technique passed down from his master. The long ancient sword transformed into a light screen around him, blocking all the attacks of the man in black. However, he no longer had time to pursue the wounded man in black.
The man in black ran a long way before feeling safe. He then turned around, watching Xie Tianqing being surrounded and attacked, and took out some wound medicine from his pocket to bandage his wounds.
The angrier he became, the more he opened his mouth, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse at Xie Tianqing. Suddenly, a sword tip protruded from his mouth, and a voice, feigning composure yet undeniably arrogant, spoke in his ear:
"I know what you want to say, but I don't want to hear it. If you have something to say, go to the underworld and tell King Yama."
"Oh, and one more thing to return to you: if I'm not mistaken, your accomplices are already waiting for you on the road to the underworld. Goodbye."
Lin Pingzhi swiftly pulled his longsword from the black-clad man's mouth, and the man's corpse slumped to the ground. Without even wiping the blood from the sword tip, Lin Pingzhi slipped and hid behind a nearby wall.
At this moment, Xie Tianqing and the group of men in black suddenly realized that the man in black had inexplicably collapsed to the ground. Two of the men in black on the roof immediately separated and rushed over to check on him.
This greatly reduced Xie Tianqing's pressure. He already possessed abundant internal energy, growing stronger with each battle, and now his fighting spirit was even higher. Within a few moves, a black-clad man on the ground was struck in the shoulder by a sword, blood gushing out. However, he dared not retreat to bandage his wound, and could only stubbornly continue fighting Xie Tianqing.
The two men in black who had gone to check the situation had just jumped off the roof when they heard someone behind them say, "Who are you looking for?"
Both men were startled and quickly turned to face their enemies. Lin Pingzhi pierced one of them through the throat with his sword, and as he thrust his sword at the other, it was blocked by the latter's dagger. Lin Pingzhi clicked his tongue, thinking to himself, "My sword strikes aren't fast enough. If Brother Chen were here, he'd kill them both with a single blow."