Chapter 8, The Great Wall of Flesh and Blood

Lang Fanyun gazed out of the window

The red deity of faith laughed wildly, repeatedly exclaiming good, and shouted: "Fetch the arm guard."

The expression on Chi Zunxin's face revealed a rare seriousness as he said in a deep voice: "Ling Zhantian!"

More than 300 speedboats fanned out like fishermen casting their nets, encircling Angry Jiao Island

The Angry Dragon Gang was filled with joyous cheers, and the morale was greatly boosted

He suddenly gathered his energy and, with a somersault, launched a fierce attack on the assailants from the Zunxin Sect, like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey. He leaped into the encirclement of the warriors from the Angry Flood Gang, employing every means at his disposal—punches, knee strikes, and more. Although the warriors of the Angry Flood Gang fought valiantly and desperately tried to block him, he still managed to kill more than ten of them before retreating safely back into the thicket of the Red Scarf Bandits, allowing them to push forward several levels again

Red Zunxin Dao: "Brother Ling, it has been a long time."

Chi Zunxin remained still and silent, coldly observing the trajectory of the enemy's blade as it approached, until the edge of the sword was three inches away from his face. He then shifted his feet and evaded to the right side of Qi Changzheng, into a dead angle where the blade could not reach.

At least three hundred people lay in pools of blood on the stone steps

He spoke with composure, as if the issue at hand was not the problem itself. Compared to before when he had just engaged in conversation, it was as if he had become a different person; now he truly embodied the demeanor of everyone present

Qian Hongqing felt waves of energy surging back and forth, causing him to involuntarily stop his actions. He exerted all his strength to resist, and fortunately, Lang Fanyun created an invisible barrier of energy that mitigated most of the pressure from Feng Han.

Upon reaching this point, progress slowed down. The mountain path narrowed, with the width of the stone steps measuring only 5 feet, a reduction of two-thirds compared to the 15 feet wide steps at the foot of the mountain, allowing only 2 to 3 people to pass side by side

Fang Henghai quickly retreated, as the sound of Ling Zhantian's piercing strikes echoed both in front and behind him, at that moment he realized the severity of the situation. The piercing strikes came from different angles, and in an instant, they clashed more than ten times. Ling Zhantian moved like a ghost, standing in the center of the arena, forcing Fang Henghai to turn in circles, while the entire venue was in chaos; if this continued, he would be exhausted to death.

Qian Hongqing thought that it is precisely this obsession with martial arts that has allowed him to attain such a level in the way of the sword

Chi Zunxin grew up on the edge of a knife, tasting blood throughout his life. In battles, whether alone or in groups, he has always excelled, and with overwhelming military strength, he surprisingly suffered losses. It seems necessary to reassess the Angry Flood Dragon Gang.

This is hailed as the foremost master of the new generation of the Angry Dragon Gang, and surprisingly, he is not one of the three generals under Chi Zunxin.

A low whistle echoed like a dragon's chant, and the room was suddenly filled with a torrential rain of swords. The renowned "Rain-Soaking Sword Technique" was unleashed with full force

Qian Hongqing's ambiguous behavior towards the two individuals has left me feeling quite perplexed, to the point that my head feels several times heavier

The red-clad figure is tall and imposing, with eyes that shine like torches, long hair cascading over the shoulders, and draped in a black robe

Under the leadership of the six remaining great deities of the Zunxin Gate, the force surged with an overwhelming momentum, breaking through the blockade of the Angry Flood Dragon Gang from nearly one hundred levels away, advancing to above one hundred levels, with the Angry Flood Dragon Hall in sight

When they attempted to charge forward again, the enemy retreated safely

This is the secret weapon of the Angry Flood Dragon Gang, the "Poison Spear" formation. It was specially designed by Ling Zhantian based on the environment of the square in front of the Angry Flood Dragon Hall, allowing for both long-range attacks and close combat, making it extremely formidable

Through the tightly clasped hands, all misunderstandings and grievances dissolve, symbolizing the reconstruction of a new relationship between the new generation and the old generation

Feng Han decided to take action

Witnessing that his side still struggled to gain the upper hand, Chi Zunxin's eyes revealed a glimmer of ferocity as he said: "Good! With a son like this, Shangguan Fei has no regrets."

Feng Han has made a move

The two sides are like two opposing tides, one surging upwards while the other crashes downwards, splashing blood-red waves at the midpoint of the stone steps

Their tone reestablishes a genuine respect for the heroes of the first generation of the Angry Dragon Gang

Feng Han tilted his right shoulder slightly forward, his left foot lifted, and his right foot stepped forward, the whole person diving towards the waves; his left hand was turned behind him, at this moment his right foot had just stepped three feet forward.

The Six Great Killers stood in a line behind him

Lang Fanyun opened his eyes wide, and a sharp light pierced through the cold. He said: "Brother Feng, I have a question that has remained unresolved for many years, and I hope you can personally verify it."

Lang Fanyun let out a sound of surprise and remarked, "Shangguan Ying is certainly not an ordinary person; he is capable of both advancing and retreating."

Life and death are at stake

It is the notorious bandit lord of the western frontier, "Bandit Overlord" Chi Zunxin

The sky began to brighten

His "left-hand knife" is no less sharp than the fangs and claws of a tiger or leopard

Under the guidance of Ling Zhantian, this battle formation has been rehearsed countless times, using only untainted sharp spears at that time; it is the first time that they are truly tainted with deadly poison.

The situation has changed dramatically

Qian Hongqing knew that Feng Han was injured, yet on the surface, there were no visible scars.

In the fresh air, a strong smell of blood wafted through

Slowly but surely making progress, the Red Turban Bandits, who command respect and instill fear in the western frontier, advanced to about one hundred and fifty steps up the stone staircase, where blood flowed from the bodies of both sides' warriors, trickling down the steps.

Lang Fanyun slowly opened his eyes and said, "Not here, but there?"

The atmosphere in the room is filled with hostility

The drumbeat of retreat sounds

Shangguan Ying was filled with excitement, unable to speak.

The waves surge and the "Rain-Soaking Sword" is drawn from its sheath

Qī Chángzhēng said: "All the trusted subordinates of Vice Chair Ling on the island have completely disappeared. It is hard to believe that there is not someone secretly orchestrating the situation."

Feng Han's complexion suddenly turned pale, and after a moment of observing his nose with his eyes and then his heart, he finally returned to his previous appearance.

The indoor light points fade away

Feng Han said: "I also do not know how this matter could be concealed from you. Gong Rongyue and I have long since severed all ties, and moreover, her actions are brutal and vicious. Had it not been for my lingering feelings from the past, I would have already taken her life. If you, my brother, were to eliminate her, I would not only harbor no resentment, but would instead be extremely grateful."

The stone dragon at the top of the stone steps gazed coldly down at the fierce battle on the steps.

Shangguan Ying's face alternated between red and white, uncertain whether he should personally take the field. His martial arts were only on par with Qi Changzheng, so how could he hope to please anyone? Chi Zunxin truly deserved his place among the top ten masters of the underworld, and at this moment, Shangguan Ying could only think of the "Fuyu Sword" and the tumultuous waves of clouds.

Upon seeing the spear formation set up, Shangguan Ying and others felt a slight sense of reassurance in their hearts

Over a thousand furious dragon warriors, armed with long spears, formed a battle array in the open space before the hall

These warriors are equipped with sharp, semi-circular spikes bound around their ankles and elbows, and a spike is also fastened to the toe of their shoes, forming a set of close-combat gear

Shangguan Ying stood on the dock, feeling utterly disheartened. The opponent was simply too strong. If it had not been for the equipment left behind by Ling Zhantian, they would have already suffered total annihilation.

The esteemed gate is silent, with the thieves remaining speechless.

Chi Zunxin said in a deep voice: "Is there anyone else who wants to give it a try?"

Two sentences determined the fate of Qian Hongqing

Shangguan Ying came back to his senses from his contemplation and glanced at the Angry Flood Dragon Hall behind him, speaking in a deep voice: "I remember that my father mentioned on his deathbed that there is a secret passage in the Angry Flood Dragon Hall that leads directly from the foot of the mountain to behind the hall. The details can be inquired from Uncle Ling." A somewhat awkward smile appeared on his face as he continued: "After my father's death, I have been preoccupied and when I finally wanted to ask about this matter, everyone's relationships had already deteriorated significantly"

The "Snake God" Yuan Zhirou is the most impatient, leading the charge and rushing to the top of the steps, where a large square capable of accommodating thousands of people appears before her. Over a thousand warriors from the Angry Jiao Gang, armed with long spears and fully equipped, are lined up in a spear formation, standing ready on the other side of the square.

The Red Turban bandits were filled with laughter.

Everyone in the venue was taken aback.

Suddenly, a person rushed out from behind, bowing and presenting a pair of short blades, gleaming and extremely sharp

Liang Qiumo said in a low voice: "I have a very strange intuition, which is that I have never believed that Vice Chair Ling would willingly leave Nu Jiao Island. Although according to my informants, he is indeed on his way away from here." The question he raised was quite similar to Lang Fanyun's thoughts, the only difference being that Lang Fanyun firmly believed in his own judgment, while he remained in a state of doubt.

Shangguan Ying, upon hearing the melodious tunes, understood the elegant intention and promptly exclaimed, "As you wish." He thought to himself, truly worthy of Ling Zhantian, seizing the opportunity to confront Fang Henghai in battle first, which would be preferable to directly challenging Chi Zunxin.

Ling Zhantian Dao: "Leader, you are truly deserving of this title"

The reputation of "Ghost Claw" is well-deserved

One sits and the other stands, seemingly without having engaged in any physical altercation

Feng Han's cold eyes swept over, fixating on Lang Fanyun, and said: "Brother Lang, your mastery of the sword path has greatly surpassed the past, which makes me feel quite strange. It is known that although the universe is limitless, human strength is finite and can be exhausted at times. Therefore, martial practitioners often find themselves constrained by their physical capabilities at certain stages, unable to surpass them, and it becomes difficult to make even the slightest progress." After a pause, as if contemplating the choice of words, he continued: "Brother Lang, your current realm has broken through the limitations of physical strength, advancing into the supreme realm of the sword path, achieving unimaginable accomplishments that are beyond measure."

At the foot of the mountain, Chi Zunxin stood with a line of twelve men behind him. Each man was equipped with various types of weapons, all unique and diverse. These were prepared for Chi Zunxin to use at any time. Every time Chi Zunxin faced an enemy, he would select the weapon that could best counter his opponent, thus achieving maximum results with minimal effort, defeating enemies and securing victory

This fierce individual possesses all their skills concentrated in a pair of iron fists

Over a thousand spear tips are a vivid blue, clearly having been soaked in a potent poison

Ling Zhantian sighed in admiration; Chi Zunxin's selection of these arm guards and short blades was indeed profound. Firstly, these arm guards operate flexibly, making it advantageous to deal with the unpredictable Ghost Whip, utilizing short to counter long. Even if Chi Zunxin wields an eight-foot-long spear, it still cannot match the three-foot reach of the Ghost Whip. The principle of opposing properties suggests that the extremely short can often restrain the extremely long, a remarkably clever concept. Secondly, as long as Chi Zunxin can seize the momentum of the whip and engage in close combat, it would signal the arrival of Ling Zhantian's doom. Therefore, Ling Zhantian must keep Chi Zunxin at a distance. This style of combat is particularly exhausting, and even before the fight has begun, Ling Zhantian already knows that this round is destined for defeat.

The long rope trembled incessantly, revealing the intense internal struggle between the two individuals as they engaged through the rope

In the past, Ling Zhantian personally supervised the construction, employing local craftsmen and artisans, and after ten years of effort, the project was finally completed

Conversely, this time it is the Angry Flood Dragon Gang that is filled with joyous cheers and thunderous applause

In the midst of the dry rainbow, nothing is visible; all that can be felt is the glimmer of blades and the shadows of swords before the eyes, while the ears are filled with the sounds of sword howls and knife chants

Chi Zunxin laughed heartily towards the sky and said, "Ling Zhantian is indeed a remarkable figure of this generation. I have long heard of his mastery in military strategy and formations. In today's battle, his reputation is well-deserved, and he is no false hero. Although you have been defeated, you still hold your honor."

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The cries of battle reverberated throughout the stone steps leading to the Hall of Fury.

At that moment, as the other villains shouted to attack, a fierce rain of arrows suddenly shot in, forcefully blocking their advance and making it difficult for them to gain any ground.

The remaining six formidable warriors of the Zunxin Gate took turns attacking the soldiers of the Angry Flood Dragon Gang who were desperately defending the stone steps

The road leading to the top of the stone steps was completely deserted

Zhai Yushi and Liang Qiumo rushed out together to provide assistance

Shangguan Ying was lost in thought, seemingly striving to recall some long-forgotten memories

Shangguan Ying and his group of generals, along with Shi Jiaolong, gazed in the same direction, observing the situation between the enemy and themselves; however, the difference lay in their eyes, which erupted with flames of hatred

Fang Henghai displayed a strained expression on his face, when suddenly a sharp shout rang out, revealing a shocking scene: his entire arm had been severed, sending a spray of blood and flesh along with the tightly wound penetrating thorn shooting towards Ling Zhantian. The long cord acted like a spring that had been pulled tight and then released, rebounding towards Ling Zhantian

Feng Han said, "It's just a small matter, Brother Lang need not worry."

Feng Han's lips curled into a rare smile, as if he had long understood Lang Fanyun's question, and said, "Please, Brother Lang, go ahead."

Arrows fly chaotically in the air

Shangguan Ying shouted, "Form the formation!"

A distant sound of drums echoed from afar

Feng Han replied slowly, "Earlier, I used a breath of true energy to swim from the ship of the Red Sovereign to the island, which allowed me to arrive here unnoticed. Given the current state of chaos and war, how can I leave the island safely without suppressing my injuries? In fact, I have no choice but to do so."

The venom at the tip of the spear is made from the saliva of eighteen different venomous snakes, contained in a total of twelve large barrels. These barrels are usually kept in the basement of the Fury Serpent Hall. In times of life and death, simply immersing the spear tip in the venom transforms it into a deadly weapon, both convenient and easy, significantly enhancing its lethality by more than double.

A person strides out of the hall

Lang Fanyun said, "Brother Feng, I have a request to make of you."

Qian Hongqing hesitated to speak, ultimately swallowing her words back.

On the more than three hundred long and winding stone steps that stretch upwards, the bodies and severed limbs of both enemies and allies are scattered throughout

In the midst of the poisonous spear formation, a team of nearly one hundred warriors charged out, their blue-tipped spears all pointed towards the advancing enemy, ready to support their comrades retreating.

Chi Zunxin's eyes shot out two beams of cold light as he scanned Qi Changzheng from head to toe, and coldly said, "Dealing with you can be done with empty hands."

The experienced "Scorpion" Cui Du, recognizing the opportunity, swiftly dashed forward like lightning, intending to relentlessly pursue the enemy's rear and deliver a decisive blow

He stepped back, and with the "Angry Staff," Cheng Ting wielded an iron staff forged from fine iron, charging forward with determination. The staff moved like the wind, darting left and right, making it impossible for anyone to predict its trajectory. In no time, four individuals had their ribs shattered by his strikes, blood staining the stone steps. After exerting all his strength, "Violent Rain Blade" Fan Sha immediately followed up, causing the members of the Angry Flood Gang to wail in agony, blood and flesh flying everywhere, a sight too gruesome to behold

Chi Zunxin said, "Good! A tiger's father does not have a dog for a son. If any of you can withstand me for ten rounds without being defeated today, I, Chi Zunxin, will turn around and leave." He originally intended to launch a sudden attack and kill all the living beings in this place to vent his pent-up anger. However, upon seeing the current situation, he realized that although victory was certain, the use of poison spears could also severely damage his own forces. Therefore, he decided to approach the situation strategically, first intimidating the enemy with his imposing presence, and then calmly devising a plan. His ability to dominate the underworld is due to his own methods.

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The initial battle at Zunxin Gate did not go well

As Feng Han's pupils dilated, they emitted a strange light, a phenomenon resulting from the accumulation of internal energy

Ling Zhantian raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother Chi, a battle between you and me is inevitable; it would be better to resolve it sooner rather than later"

Qi Changzheng was filled with rage, yet tonight the enemy was fierce and stubborn, causing him to suppress his pride. He understood that this was a matter of life and death for his side; the more the enemy underestimated them, the more advantageous it would be for him. Without a word, he crouched down and lunged forward, swinging his broadsword directly at Chi Zunxin.

Qi Changzheng shouted and stepped forward with his sword in hand, and it was too late for the crowd to stop him

Qi Changzheng was assisted back to the spear formation; although he was no longer in danger of losing his life, he had already lost his combat capability

Fang Henghai shouted loudly, and the sharp dagger in his hand shot towards the charging Ling Zhantian like a powerful arrow, producing a loud sound as it pierced through the air; the speed was indeed astonishing

In this situation, even the audacious Yuan Zhirou hesitated for a moment. The other assassins and the Red Scarf bandits behind her surged forward, quickly filling the square on this side and creating a standoff.

These six individuals possess formidable martial arts skills and strike with ferocity; each time they unleash their full power, someone is bound to be injured and fall, hastening the advance of the Red Turban bandits

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He even saw the pores on Feng Han's skin contract outside of his clothing, the carotid artery on the side of his neck and the veins on the back of his hand expand and contract, blood flowing in large quantities and rapidly, his physical abilities reaching their utmost.

Daylight has driven away the night

The attack has only just begun

At this moment, Gan Hongqing's interest was piqued. The first duel between Feng and Lang was due to the fact that Feng Han's mistress, Gong Rongyue, was killed by Lang Fanyun, thus making them sworn enemies. Therefore, Feng Han was eager to kill Lang Fanyun, how could he have no intention of killing him? However, since Lang Fanyun made such a statement, it was natural that he would not be speaking without basis.

The Angry Dragon Hall is located beneath the Angry Dragon Peak at the heart of the Standing Island. It is accessible only by a winding stone staircase of approximately three hundred steps that leads up to the main entrance of the hall. The surrounding areas are either sheer cliffs or treacherous rocky formations, making it difficult for birds to cross.

The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded simultaneously before the hall

The enemy will soon attack the front of the palace

Shangguan Ying said, "Chi Zun, I trust that you, the Demon King, have finally taken action yourself"

Although Gan Hongqing was present at the scene, her eyes were dazzled by the waves of swords and the rain of blades, rendering her unable to see anything else. For a moment, she even could not hear the sound of swords and knives clashing.

Qi Changzheng only felt a tremendous force, like a mountain torrent, coming from the blade. The large knife slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground, blood spewing from his mouth as he spun and fell ten steps away.

The members of the Angry Dragon Gang cheered in unison

Only two stone dragons guard the summit of the watchtower, standing majestically.

The moment that determines victory or defeat is right before us

Shangguan Ying's expression changed, and he commanded, "Prepare to assist."

The waves crash and the clouds roll, the sword of wind and rain returns to its sheath

The range of the speedboat's attack includes not only the docks on the east coast but also the shallow areas to the southeast, northeast, and slightly to the north

Fang Henghai sealed his acupoints to stop the flow of blood, his face contorted in a terrifying expression. He was quite formidable; by severing his own arm, he not only avoided being killed by Ling Zhantian's internal energy but also attempted to turn his injury into an advantage. He tried to use the force of Ling Zhantian's pull to rebound the severed arm back at him, but unfortunately, he was unsuccessful

The speedboats of the Zunxin Gate have more than doubled compared to the initial attack, with their strength increasing to nearly 2,000 personnel

Feng Han's expression was one of astonishment

Ling Zhantian's long whip followed Fang Henghai's water spear, coiling up like a venomous snake, until it reached his shoulder

Feng Han retracted the left-hand knife onto his back

When the dry rainbow appears with a red eye circle, the waves indeed reflect a thoughtful plan. It is truly inappropriate for me to stay here. Having a cold letter for escort is better than a thousand horses and ten thousand troops. However, my heart is reluctant, and I do not wish to part from this extraordinary man.

Ling Zhantian released his tightly clenched hand, turned to glance at the crowd behind him, and then addressed Shangguan Ying, saying: "Leader, please allow the right vanguard Ling Zhantian to engage in battle against Fang Henghai"

Chi Zunxin stood with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of pursuing further

Gazes intersect

Four young men stood resolutely in front of the spear formation

Feng Han said in a deep voice, "Is Ling Zhantian still on the island?"

Ling Zhantian raised his left hand, firmly grasping the right hand of Shangguan Ying.

The sound of the drum reminded the three individuals that another life-and-death struggle was taking place in the outside world

The warriors of the Angry Dragon Gang understood that this was a moment of life and death, and with the might of high pressure and low stance, they fought fiercely and recklessly against the advancing enemy.

This time, the enemy deliberately extended the front line to avoid being concentrated and eliminated again

However, our side is left with only one person, yet there is still fighting strength remaining

Lang Fanyun is likely correct; he indeed has not left

Zhai Yushi's smile was bittersweet, and with a helpless nod, he said: "If Vice Chair Ling and Chair Lang were present, even if Chi Zunxin had six arms and three heads, what would there be to fear"

The Angry Dragon Hall is well-defended but not suited for offense. If it were not for the presence of formidable experts at the esteemed Xunxin Gate, such as "Snake God" Yuan Zhirou, "Angry Staff" Cheng Ting, "Heart-Piercing Thorn" Fang Henghai, "Mighty God" Chu Qi, "Storm Blade" Fan Sha, and "Sand Scorpion" Cui Du, these six renowned fierce individuals taking turns to launch attacks, the Red Turban Bandits would have long been driven down the stone steps.

Dozens of subordinates beside him were all taken aback in unison

Feng Hanshuang replied, "Feel free to speak without hesitation."

Feng Hanjin felt a heaviness in his heart; it was not that he feared whether Ling Zhantian was present, but rather that he realized Lang Fanyun was indeed in an exceptionally relaxed and leisurely state, in stark contrast to himself, who felt like a tightly drawn string, worlds apart.

Gan Hongqing was also taken aback, thinking to himself that this was precisely the signal to withdraw from the Angry Flood Dragon Hall

Behind the spear formation stands the grand and imposing Hall of the Angry Dragon

The two engaged in a deep and leisurely conversation, as if they were old friends of many years, showing no trace of the animosity that had been present just moments before

Then Shangguan Ying could not help but say, "If only Uncle Ling were here, he is the only one who can maximize the power of the spear formation"

The waves surged, and a cold light flashed violently in the eyes, fully focused on Feng Han.

Chi Zunxin has finally issued the command for the main offensive

How is this possible

The deterrent dagger of the underworld drew a small semicircle from the back, its tip pointing directly at the throat of the turbulent waves five feet away. The right foot sprang up while the left foot shot forward like a lightning bolt, resembling a hungry leopard pouncing on a sumptuous meal

Prepare to defend the coast with over 2,000 elite troops, flowing back to the island like a tide

The situation determines everything, and the Angry Dragon Gang has endured endless humiliation

Among the Six Great Killers, Fang Henghai of the "Heart-Piercing Stab" stated: "There is no need for the sect leader to intervene; just my Heart-Piercing Stab is enough to ensure they cannot last twenty exchanges." He particularly emphasized the number twenty with a sharp tone, filled with disdain.

The red-clad Zunxin channels his thoughts into electric currents. Although Ling Zhantian may not match Lang Fanyun, he is still a formidable expert, far surpassing our six great killing gods. While I can secure a steady victory, it will still require considerable effort. The current situation is not optimistic. Fortunately, Lang Fanyun has yet to appear; I wonder if he and Feng Han have mutually inflicted injuries on each other, or perhaps even perished together, which would be quite ideal.

They are the symbol of honor and disgrace for the Angry Serpent Gang

Chi Zunxin let out a cold snort and repeatedly said a few words of good.

The rapid advance has transformed into a bloody struggle for every inch, fought step by step

Even so, Qian Hongqing still felt extremely uncomfortable, as if countless sharp needles were continuously piercing her entire body.

Lang Fanyun said: "In our last encounter and this time, Brother Feng, you only exhibited 'killing momentum' but lacked 'killing intent.' I hope you can teach me."

The Red Scarf Bandits advanced over twenty stone steps, and now there are more than eighty stone steps remaining to the square in front of the Angry Flood Dragon Hall, where the cries of battle have become even more intense

Success and failure can change in an instant

Lang Fanyun smiled slightly and said, "I merely moved half a step faster than Brother Feng, how could I dare to boast? However, just now, Brother Feng used his internal energy to suppress his injuries, which will require you to spend at least an additional six months to fully recover"

Chi Zunxin's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Brother Ling is extraordinary; shall I allow you to rest for a moment?"

The Angry Dragon Gang empathizes with others and is filled with indignation

The spear formation of the Angry Dragon Gang opened a passage, allowing Ling Zhantian to pass through unhindered, all the way to the front of the formation. Shangguan Ying, with an excited expression, strode forward to meet Ling Zhantian

The sounds of fighting in the arena ceased

Qi Changzheng was greatly alarmed and was about to turn around to wield his knife when Chi Zunxin kicked out with his left foot, sweeping towards Qi's left leg. It turned out that Qi Changzheng's knife technique was characterized by its ferocity and emphasis on a solid foundation. Therefore, in his movements, he always relied on one foot planted firmly on the ground while the other foot shifted, alternating between solid and void to maintain his center of gravity. Chi Zunxin, with his keen eyesight, timed his kick perfectly to target Qi Changzheng's left foot, which served as his center of gravity, making his timing impeccable.

At the same time, Lang Fanyun's hand grasped the cold hilt of the "Rain Covering Sword"

Lang Fanyun still sat there in a grand manner, squinting his eyes, appearing to be neither fully asleep nor fully awake, leaving one uncertain whether he was pleased or angry

Chi Zunxin let out a cold snort, expressing his dissatisfaction. He had lost quite a number of men tonight, and the casualties among the wicked were an irreparable loss, greatly detrimental to the future unification of the underworld. If Qian Luo were to know, he would surely be laughing in the shadows. However, this path of contention had reached its midpoint; no matter which direction he chose to go, whether forward or backward, it was all so distant and laborious.

This time it was the turn of "Scorpion" Cui Du, who brandished his long spear with a shout, and in the blink of an eye, he had knocked two men into the air. Suddenly, the enemy retreated back up the mountain like a tide.

Ling Zhantian's expression was neither surprised nor delighted, as he struck the long whip tied around his waist, the "Ghost Whip" that had brought him fame and fortune suddenly lashed out.

For a long time, Shangguan Ying and Zhai Yushi have looked down upon the tactic of using poison, believing it to be the work of large gangs. Little did they know that when they reached this dead end, they would realize that Ling Zhantian had thought things through thoroughly, making it highly useful.

Everyone displayed a clear expression of understanding. Just as they were about to speak again, the shouts of killing from below the mountain increased significantly, and the thugs from Zunxinmen pushed up several dozen steps, leaving behind the stone Jiaolong that guarded the mountain path, with only a little more than ten stone steps remaining.

Qi Changzheng's spirit was shattered, and in a state of helplessness, he quickly shifted his weight to his right foot, turning into a sideways fall, using his reverse blade to protect his vital points, losing all advantages.

To understand that the coastline of Nujiao Island is extensive, it suffices to say that if a single point is breached, the entire defense line would be equivalent to a complete collapse

Five or six blue spears came thrusting at him from different angles. How formidable he was, as he wielded his long spear, deflecting several of the spears at once. However, the angles of the spears were exceedingly clever, completely blocking his forward momentum. Moreover, the spear tips evidently contained a potent poison, making him wary of taking risks. He executed a somersault and tumbled back into his own ranks

The members of the Angry Dragon Gang appeared pale and bloodless.

Only he can confront this demon

Ling Zhantian's expression was solemn as he exhaled forcefully, drawing a dagger with his right hand. With a swift motion, he struck down the penetrating thrust along with his arm, producing a resounding noise, thus achieving a decisive victory.

That was an indescribable moment

Shangguan Ying said, "If Uncle Ling were here today, he would ensure that you have no place to be buried." His tone revealed a sense of respect for Ling Zhantian

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The Red Turban bandits are eager to make their move, rubbing their fists in anticipation

Chi Zunxin shouted, "Third move!" Seizing the opportunity, he rushed into the blade light of Qi Changzheng, delivering a punch to the back of the blade

Upon this thought, a stirring arose within my heart, recalling the Angry Flood Palace located beneath the main peak, which was precisely designed by Ling Zhantian, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. Engaging the enemy head-on now would surely lead to no good fortune; why not retreat to the palace, defend from a position of advantage, and thus avoid being slaughtered here

The advisor beside him, known as "Poison Scholar" Xia Yunkai, quickly responded, "What the leader says is indeed correct. In our original calculations, we believed that Ling Zhantian of the Angry Flood Dragon Gang had already departed, and with Feng Han restraining Lang Fanyun, these young juniors should be easily dealt with. Who would have thought they would be so difficult to handle"

Chi Zunxin understood that this was related to Fang Henghai's reputation, making it difficult to evade responsibility, and gestured for Fang Henghai to take the stage.

A voice that was deeply familiar to the members of the Angry Dragon Gang rang out from behind the formation, saying: "Fang Henghai, let us make a wager. As long as you can last twenty exchanges against me, I will allow you to keep your whole body intact. What do you think?"

Under the pressure of his own impending momentum, he was surprisingly able to maintain a state of rest

This moment is even more perilous than the earlier struggle, where the defeated party faces imminent death

In front of the Angry Dragon Hall, there is a square. At the entrance of the square, two fierce stone dragons stand guard on either side. One dragon gazes towards the main hall, while the other, with blood-red eyes, looks down upon the stone steps leading up, fulfilling its duty of vigilance.

Long waiting is disadvantageous

A gap opened up in the ranks of the Red Turbans, and a tall, robust man, exuding a formidable presence and clad in a black robe, stepped forward, followed closely by twelve fierce henchmen armed with various weapons.

The sound of the retreat horn reached the ears of Lang Fanyun and Feng Han

Shangguan Ying thought of this and shouted to the drummer on the high building: "Withdraw from the Angry Flood Palace"

In his field of vision, first were the cold feet lightly bouncing, allowing his body to remain in a state ready for attack at any moment

Feng Han continued, "It is difficult to find a worthy opponent, especially at our level of expertise, where we are reluctant to engage in meaningless conflicts. Therefore, prior to today, aside from you and me, none of the top ten masters have engaged in any sparring or competition, let alone risking their lives in combat. I cannot shamelessly force someone into a duel, and besides, this is not something that can be coerced. " At this point, he raised his head and after a while said, "Thus, on that day, I took advantage of the situation and pretended to seek revenge, which allowed me the opportunity to duel with Brother Lang twice. What a thrill, what a thrill!" He appeared overjoyed.

Gan Hongqing felt that the exchange between the two was remarkably outstanding and bizarre. Given this, why was Feng Han still persistently pressing him?

The crowd of villains behind him burst into laughter, filled with contempt

Fang Henghai let out a sinister laugh, brandishing the infamous "Heart-Piercing Stab," and strode towards the center of the square

The waves surged and the clouds rolled as a pair of sharp eyes meticulously scrutinized Feng Han, leaving no detail unnoticed by his discerning gaze. His thoughts operated at a speed a hundred times faster than that of an ordinary person, making what would be a lightning-fast strike to a normal individual appear as a painfully slow motion within his pupils

This time it is the turn of "Hercules" Chu Qi

The Red Turban bandits trampled over the corpses of the dead, frantically launching their assault upwards

Ling Zhantian moved his left hand, and a mass of black light rose into the sky, transforming into a wisp of dark light that shot towards Fang Henghai

Waves crash against the clouds! Where are you?

The time of the two individuals engaging in combat seems to be completed in an instant, yet it also feels as endless as eternity.

In a fierce melee assault, the Red Scarf bandits advanced to the 210th level of the stone steps, yet they had only covered a little over 100 levels.

The strategy of the Zunxin Gate has been very successful, with the six great killing gods poised to strike, taking turns to unleash their full power, quickly reaching the end of the stone steps

Waves crashed as Yun squinted his eyes, unable to see Feng Han. His focus was entirely on the left-hand knife that Feng Han was wielding, which was coming at him with a swift and fierce strike. The tip of the knife resembled a cold star, rushing towards his throat.

The other esteemed members of the gate all laughed together

As the waves surged, Lang Fanyun raised his chin and pointed towards the azure rainbow behind him, saying: "This woman has betrayed Qianluo, and her life is in imminent danger. There is no place for her to take refuge here. I kindly ask Brother Feng not to mind the trouble and to take her away from this island to a safe location, so that I can rest easy."

The entire venue was silent, waiting for the arrival of the conclusion

The gaze emitted a look of admiration; in this world, the only thing that could stir his heart was the pursuit of martial arts

Dawn has finally arrived

The long rope is taut, and the two individuals are competing in their internal strength