Chapter 5, Xie Beicang

Xie Beicang, who was directly affected, suffered even more.

Amnesia

Xie Beicang raised his left hand slightly, and with a crisp clang, a pair of steel claws appeared in his hand, firmly grasping Du Zhishui's sword

Even Zhuo Junyan could not help but admire: This Xie Beicang may not be invincible in strength, but his arrogance is absolutely unparalleled

The sword light points towards Zhuo Junyan from afar, the person remains still, yet the aura has already been unleashed, the sword light is imposing, and the chill is intense

Indeed, this person’s pretentious demeanor surpasses their actual abilities

He had curled his body up, shrinking himself entirely in front of Xie Beicang, relying solely on the strength of one hand gripping his own throat to maintain his position in the air

The Qingfeng sword thrust out horizontally, blocking Xie Beicang's tiger claw.

Can you see this? Zhuo Junyan raised his hand and fired two more shots

The tiger's might remains undiminished, the energy flows in motion, and the long robe billows with the wind.

Beretta pointed towards Du Zhishui, Zhuo Junyan wore a smile, and the atmosphere was calm and serene. His gaze lingered slightly on Du Xuanling, only to see the young girl with her hands tucked into her sleeves, remaining silent.

Blood spills across the sky, scattering a brilliant array of red flowers in the eyes of the crowd

Aww!!!

With an unyielding demeanor and a low voice: "Your indestructible skill is merely at the beginner level. Tell me, who taught you? Are you from the Undying Sect or the Eternal Sect?"

He grabbed a stick and, at that moment, unleashed a set of Bagua staff techniques, moving like a dragon: "Do not touch Miss Du!"

A punch was thrown back with force

The martial artists of the Triple Realm possess a stronger physique and vitality, with the crucial ability to channel energy through the Eight Meridians. They are known for their dragon-like spines, whip-like energy, swift movements akin to a tiger, and strikes as quick as lightning. When demonstrating their martial skills, they exhibit a level of mastery that qualifies them as formidable practitioners of martial arts. In a military context, they would be considered the elite among soldiers, capable of serving as flag officers or even as lieutenants.

The gunfire resumed, and Zhuo Junyan continued to fire.

He fell from the sky while tumbling, spitting out blood once again

Upon hearing a series of gunshots, Xie Beicang's body trembled, and three splashes of blood appeared on his back. The strength of this palm strike weakened further, and Du Zhishui was sent flying by the blow, but he was not seriously harmed

With an air of arrogance, I declare: "As a master of the Triple Realm, what is it to kill a mere clerk!"

The momentum of the blade comes to an abrupt halt

He can strike his apprentice without killing them, but when it comes to his master, he will certainly go all the way to the end.

At this moment, no one dared to meet his gaze. Xie Beicang's eyes lingered on Du Xuanling as he snorted, "You are Du Xuanling? My disciple spoke of you incessantly while he was alive. Since that is the case, I shall take you with me, as a way to give my disciple some closure"

"Xie Beicang, I am the head of the inspection department, do you dare to kill?"

The flames surged forth from behind Xie Beicang, with waves of heat rolling and red clouds soaring into the sky

Xie Beicang was unaware of how he was being evaluated by others. With his left hand gripping the sword, he took the opportunity to advance with his right hand, delivering a palm strike towards Du Zhishui, while saying, "For the sake of your deceased father, I will spare your life... No!"

Jin Wuxin's expression suddenly changed: "Xie Beicang?"

The old man named Xie Beicang glared at Jin Wuxin and said, "Who gave you the audacity to directly call my name?"

A massive white tiger appeared, roaring fiercely, more agile and powerful than the white one that had reemerged.

Bang

He has cultivated the indestructible Vajra skill, possesses a strong physique, exhibits resilience in life, and is full of vitality

Who killed my beloved disciple

Die!

At this moment, his entire body was charred, bathed in fierce flames, yet he remained unscathed, even taking slow steps towards Zhuo Junyan. One hand reached out towards Zhuo Junyan, struggling to utter the words: "We were originally from the same sect, why must we harm each other... urgent..."

Jin Wuxin fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood

The White Tiger roars once more amidst the winds and clouds, lunging towards Jin Wuxin.

Zhuo Junyan grinned: "What you said, strong people only care about victory or defeat"

When was the head of the Du family threatened like this by someone

Xie Beicang landed a punch, standing on the ground with both hands clasped behind his back, exuding an air of mastery

"Iron Cloth Shirt? Indestructible Vajra Skill?" Xie Beicang was astonished

The White Tiger reappears, its roar echoing through the vastness, charging directly at Zhuo Junyan

This person killed his own disciple

Bang

Xie Beicang shouted loudly and threw a punch behind him: "Is it you?"

This bizarre action left Xie Beicang astonished

Xie Beicang's forehead revealed a blood hole

Du Xuanling whispered to her brother: "This person asked me many questions before, claiming to have amnesia, but he does not seem like someone who has lost their memory to me."

Xie Beicang leaped out like a tiger and seized Zhuo Junyan by the collar in mid-air: "How could you possess the Indestructible Vajra Skill? Since we are from the same sect, why do you strike at me?"

It is Jin Wuxin

Zhuo Junyan said: "You want to settle the score? Fine. But I must remind you, I have always been heavy-handed. In fact, I am more skilled at killing than at merely hitting people!"

Zhuo Junyan merely stared at him: "Your body is quite tough; it seems this won't kill you. Well, I hope you can be even tougher."

At that moment, when Xie Beicang delivered his second punch, Jin Wuxin instinctively swung his knife to block. However, he found that the knife in his hand could not withstand the immense force of Xie Beicang's energy, and it shattered inch by inch. Xie Beicang's punch struck him in the chest, sending him flying.

Jin Wuxin once again urged for reconciliation: "Enough! Zhuo Junyan, this is not something a person with amnesia should say!"

Jin Wuxin arrived as quickly as he left

The wild momentum suddenly dissipated, and he fell headlong to the ground

He reached out his hand towards Du Xuanling

Absurd

Xie Beicang has thrown him to the ground, causing Zhuo Junyan to momentarily see darkness before his eyes

He struck successfully without pursuing further, standing tall amidst the road like a deep abyss and towering mountains, exuding an air of superiority over all.

Zhuo Junyan's clothing seemed to be inflated, as the force of the White Tiger struck against his chest. Zhuo Junyan staggered back seven or eight steps before he could finally stabilize himself, and blood had already seeped from his mouth.

Everyone was astonished and looked up, only to see an old man in a blue robe standing with his hands clasped behind his back on a nearby rooftop

A thunderous roar erupted, and a wild explosion rose up on the long street

Are you trying to hang yourself?

Bang

Yet all of this brings about greater perseverance and greater suffering

A powerful force surged from the ground, and Zhuo Junyan was unexpectedly propelled into the air

Having said that, she shot him a fierce glance.

Just as Xie Beicang caught him, he threw a grenade behind Xie Beicang, using him as a shield in the process

That's enough, just a slap in return will suffice

As soon as the words were spoken, another shadow of a stick rushed towards them

If it were not for our shared affiliation, how could I possibly ... ...

Du Xuanling moved gracefully, her movements light and agile, managing to evade this grasp.

This person must pay the price

Xie Beicang had previously examined Bai Chong's corpse, and at this moment, he immediately confirmed that he had been shot.

At this moment, the pedestrians on the long street have been frightened and are hastily avoiding the area, yet there are still some bold individuals who are peeking curiously outside

The battle knife in hand was raised, wielding a flurry of blade light to protect oneself, while shouting:

Xie Beicang sneered: "Only the weak speak of reason, while the strong only care about victory or defeat! Since respect has already been given, why not extend it a little further, so as not to waste years of effort"

He is not a villain; he simply values his pride. At this moment, realizing that the other party has lost their memory, I feel a twinge of compassion. I think to myself that if I were to harm this person too severely, it would only make me appear to be taking advantage of my power

At that moment, a deep and aged voice suddenly resounded

The dust on the ground swirls vigorously

Everyone around felt a slight chill in their hearts, a terror that was the fleeting intent to kill brushing past their souls

Once again, with a hand like a mountain, under the enveloping aura, Du Xuanling could not evade, her beauty fading, presenting a truly pitiful and charming appearance

Lying on the ground, Zhuo Junyan raised his gun again: "Who the hell is your fellow disciple?"

Xie Beicang struck the blade wheel with a punch

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly charging down, like a hawk pouncing on a rabbit, swift as thunder, a punch was hurled towards Jin Wuxin

The water in the pond does not resolve itself

Xie Beicang let out a cry of extreme agony, his entire body engulfed in flames

Xie Beicang grasped at nothing, showing no concern, and lightly laughed, saying: "It is somewhat substantial, but still not enough"

"Are you threatening me?" Du Zhishui became increasingly furious

Boom

Zhuo Junyan felt a slight stir in his heart: two strikes broke the blade, yet against the sword, he still needed to use steel claws... Hmm, it seems he still cannot truly withstand the sharp blade; the earlier move was quite clever.

This person possesses a magnificent presence, with a voice like a thunderous bell. Standing alone, his blue robe billows without wind, fluttering in the breeze, showcasing an aura of authority that commands respect without the need for anger

Even with the Iron Cloth Shirt protecting his body and the Indestructible Skill strengthening his internal organs, Zhuo Junyan was still knocked to the ground and coughed up blood under the impact wave

His tiger-like gaze swept around, yet no one dared to meet his eyes.

The crowd saw that his back was completely rotting, flesh and blood were a mess, and even his internal organs were exposed

Du Zhishui held his sword in front of him to protect his sister: "Xie Beicang, over the years, the Du family has shown great respect to the Tiger Gang, and the annual tributes have never been lacking. Your actions are utterly unreasonable!"

Xie Beicang scoffed arrogantly

During the match against Bai Chong, he engaged in back-and-forth exchanges, but when facing Xie Beicang, he was directly overwhelmed

Xie Beicang's face darkened.

Zhuo Junyan was also blown away by the shockwave

The shaking causes the leaves to fall, and the fierce wind sweeps through, further highlighting the chilling and deadly power; even outsiders, upon hearing it, cannot help but speak the truth.

As Xie Beicang tilted his head, a bullet grazed past his face

Xie Beicang, filled with extreme anger, suddenly stamped his foot

With that, another punch was thrown

Xie Beicang flicked his long sleeves, once again repelling Du Zhishui and Jin Wuxin, effortlessly defeating the three of them in a casual manner

Du Zhishui was also taken aback, I was slapped in the face by a person with amnesia

Express endless sorrow and indignation

Jin Wuxin took three steps back, and upon looking at the knife in his hand, he noticed fine cracks appearing on its surface

But he only dodged one shot

The internal energy surged, and the long sleeves waved like a dragon, striking directly at Jin Wuxin

Such a person can make it happen

His voice roared like thunder, each sound striking the depths of the heart, as if a great bell were ringing within.

He looked at Xie Beicang in astonishment: "You have already reached the peak of the third realm?"

Jin Wuxin was taken aback; he had merely called out a name and did not expect to bring this trouble upon himself

Anger surged within, and the energy flowed through the long sword