I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 121 A small punishment but a big warning
After hearing the provocative words coming from the Juyi Hall, Li Qingyun sighed softly and glanced at Song Ke on the ground:

"Can you still get up?"

Song Ke was shocked when he heard this. He immediately endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and slowly stood up by supporting himself on the ground.

Every movement would trigger new and old injuries, causing him great pain. However, in front of the extremely respected gang leader, Song Ke still stood firm, straightened his back, and said with bared teeth:
"I can still hold on, but I'm not very skilled. I've brought shame to the Changle Gang."

Li Qingyun nodded, without asking how Song Ke had offended the people from the Lotus Society. He waved to signal him to follow him, then lifted his collar, stepped over the high threshold, and slowly walked into the gathering hall.

There was no expression on his face, and his cold eyes swept around.

The first thing that caught my eye was the pale-faced Wei Xiuwen. This old man in his fifties was sitting on a chair, shaking unconsciously all over. A small part of it was because of fear, but most of it was because of his shoulders.

He saw two large hands gently placed on his shoulders, seemingly casual and intimate, but it made Wei Xiuwen, the incoming warrior, feel as if his bones were about to break and he was sweating profusely from the pain.

The owner of the two big hands was standing behind Wei Xiuwen. He was a bald man in his thirties with a sturdy build, muscular body, and an obvious scar on his forehead. He slowly turned his head, with a cat-playing-with-a-mouse smile on his face, and grinned fiercely.

Besides him, there were two other outsiders in the Juyi Hall.

One of them was in his forties or fifties, sitting on the main armchair. He had a pale face, sharp features, a sinister smile on his lips, and was dressed meticulously, like a teacher, but he was missing two fingers on his left hand.

The other one was older, with thinning hair and a goatee. He gently placed a folding fan in his hand against Deputy Gang Leader Yun's back. His two small triangular eyes were looking up and down at Chu Jinxiang beside him. He licked his cracked lips from time to time, and his eyes were full of lustful desires.

Seeing Li Qingyun coming in, Deputy Gang Leader Yun's face twitched, and he said sadly:
"Boss, why are you back at this time? They are looking for you."

There was a tearful tone in his voice and he was almost on the verge of a breakdown.

The three people from the Lotus Society who came today had incredibly high martial arts skills. They easily subdued Wei Xiuwen and Song Ke, the two main pillars of the Changle Gang, and humiliated them severely.

But these are easy to deal with. After all, these people present are just subordinates. They won't be looked down upon if they suffer a little grievance. Moreover, the Changle Gang is weak, so it is not too shameful to be bullied by a big gang.

But Li Qingyun is different. He is the gang leader and the face of the Changle Gang. If he is beaten black and blue and paraded through the streets as a warning to everyone, who in East City will take the orders of the Changle Gang seriously in the future?

The gang had finally started to make some progress recently, recruiting new members and annexing the territory of Jinfengxiyu Tower. However, they didn't expect that their hopes would be dashed so quickly.

At the main seat, the leader dressed as a teacher looked Li Qingyun up and down and sneered:

"Boss Li is such a busy man. Why don't you sit down when you just came back?"

As he was speaking, the bald man and the man with a goatee under his command had quietly let go of Wei Xiuwen and Yun Zhaozhong, and quietly moved to the entrance of the hall, blocking their way.

The teacher continued:

"Today, we brothers heard that Jinfengxiyu Tower had committed a crime. We thought that the territories under their protection were unattended, and we were afraid that some scoundrels would take this opportunity to cause trouble and undermine the safety and stability of East City, so we came here to inspect. But we accidentally heard that Gang Leader Li had taken over the entire area, so we came to visit you to help you share your worries.

"We know that Changle Gang has few people. It would be too hard for Gang Leader Li to work alone. Wouldn't it be better if we could let the business of Jinfengxiyulou be managed by our Lotus Association? That way, you don't have to be so busy every day. You can just enjoy a peaceful life."

Song Ke was so angry that his eyes widened, his face turned red like pig liver, and he shouted:
"You are talking nonsense! What does the Changle Gang's affairs have to do with your Lotus Society?"

Seeing his frustrated look, the teacher sneered, smacked his lips and said:

"Tsk tsk, Hall Master Song is still young after all. Your gang leader hasn't spoken yet, so how can you speak? You don't have any rules of the underworld. I'll let Old Qian teach you a lesson later."

Although he called them "Master Song" and "Boss Li", his tone was full of joking and there was no hint of respect at all.

The Lotus Society has dominated the East City for a long time. In their eyes, small gangs like the Changle Gang are nothing more than lackeys who copy others' ideas and specialize in doing some hard jobs with extremely low profits and thankless tasks.

In comparison, Jinfengxiyue Tower still has several profitable businesses in its hands, which makes it somewhat more noticeable.

Otherwise, they would not have taken the time today to come to the Changle Gang to show off their power and take back their business and territory.

But I didn't expect that these lackeys would be so obsessed with face, especially Song Ke. His martial arts skills were obviously terrible, but he acted like he had a powerful backer behind him and acted domineeringly, refusing to yield at all.

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the bald man blocking the door cursed behind him:

"You bastard, aren't you tired of being beaten? Do you want me to break a few of your bones before you behave yourself?"

When will it be the turn of a brat who has not even mastered martial arts to start shouting here?
The two men sang in unison, their voices were so loud that Li Qingyun felt a headache. He turned around and looked at the bald man, with a hint of chill in his voice:

"You were the one who hit Song Ke just now?"

The bald man grinned, revealing his yellow teeth, and looked at Li Qingyun with contempt.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

Li Qingyun stared at him with drooping eyelids, without saying a word, as if he was thinking seriously about something. After a while, he relaxed his brows and said lazily:

"I'm a little tired today and don't want to bother with these trivial matters. Since you admit it, then kowtow to Song Ke ten times, cut off one of your arms, and leave a hundred taels of silver for medical expenses, and then you can leave."

His tone sounded somewhat uninterested, as if the other party had taken advantage of him.

But as soon as these words came out, the bald man's face suddenly changed, murderous intent rose in his eyes, and he said viciously:

"Who do you think you are..."

Halfway through his words, he was interrupted rudely by Li Qingyun, who said impatiently:
"Knock your head twenty times, cut off your arms, and leave two hundred taels of silver."

The price immediately doubled.

The bald man laughed in anger:

"You're really fucking brave. What if I don't kowtow?"

Li Qingyun looked up at him, sighed, and said very sincerely:

"Then I'll have to send someone to carry you away."

Ok?
Before the bald man could react to the meaning of this sentence, he saw Li Qingyun step in front of him, raised his hand, and his slender five fingers covered the sky and the sun, instantly covering his entire field of vision. Then, his neck tightened and his feet left the ground. He was pinched by the other party and lifted up.

The bald man felt a strong sense of suffocation, as if his throat was tightly clamped by an iron clamp. All the blood in his body rushed to his brain in an instant, and the veins in his temples bulged as if they were about to explode in the next moment.

His eyes began to bulge due to lack of oxygen, and tears oozed out. The scenery in front of him became blurry and chaotic. He instinctively tore at the other person's arms with his hands, but it was like a dragonfly shaking a stone pillar. How could he break free at all?
Suddenly, a powerful force came, and the bald man fell to the ground with a bang. The back of his head hit the blue bricks on the ground, leaving spider-web-like cracks.

It was not until this moment that the man with the goat beard guarding the door finally came to his senses. He shouted loudly, swung the steel fracture fan in his hand, drew an exaggerated arc in the air, like a falling meteor from the sky, and hit Li Qingyun's exposed back directly.

At the same time, his empty left hand was also ready, prepared for a fatal blow after breaking the opponent's spine, while also guarding against Song Ke's sneak attack from the side.

Although the man with goatee looks thin, his every move is as powerful as wind and thunder. Moreover, even in such an emergency situation, he still did not lose his composure and continued to attack and defend with measured measures, showing the demeanor of a master.

Li Qingyun bent down and pushed down the bald man. He turned his back to the man with the goatee, but he seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. At the moment when the other party's iron fan was about to hit him, he casually grabbed it with his other hand.

Snapped!
Just when the folding fan was about to touch his back, it was gently grasped, and the tremendous force that was thrown down on him suddenly dissipated.

Goat Beard felt that the iron fan was about to slip out of his hand, and was immediately horrified. He quickly tried to pull it back, but at this moment, he felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and a fierce lightning force instantly penetrated his body, as if millions of hot steel needles pierced his skin at the same time. His whole body was immediately paralyzed, and he fell straight back like a zombie.

From beginning to end, Li Qingyun never looked back at the other person. His cold gaze was focused on the bald man in front of him. Every time the other person struggled, the strength in his hands would increase.

After a moment, the back of the bald man's head sank more than two inches into the ground. His eyes rolled back and he was strangled to death.

Li Qingyun then let go of his hand, stood up straight, raised his toes slightly, and tapped the big man's limbs several times quickly.

Click, click!
Ow—

The sound of bones breaking was heard, accompanied by a pig-slaughtering scream. The bald man who had just fainted woke up again in pain. His face was twisted in agony, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable fear and despair.

Li Qingyun wiped his hands on his clothes in disgust, sighed softly and said:
"People nowadays are really weird. Can't they just listen to my advice? Why do they have to make me worry?"

"..."

"you……"

This scene happened so quickly that the teacher was horrified. He pointed at Li Qingyun and was speechless for a while.

The bald man was a "Zen monk" of the second level of Buddhism, and the man with the goat beard was also a warrior of the Qi Refining Level. Both of them had barely touched the threshold of the third level, and were more than qualified to be the leaders of a gang outside. However, they did not expect to be so vulnerable in front of the tall young man and lost their combat effectiveness in the blink of an eye.

He hadn't even figured out the other party's path of cultivation!

That powerful strength was like the Buddhist body-building method; the moves were accurate and swift, more like a martial arts practitioner; but the blow that knocked down Goat Beard seemed to contain the power of Taoist thunder magic.

What kind of freak is this? No wonder Song Ke was so fearless and dared to speak so arrogantly in front of them.

Changle Gang has such a person, why is it still unknown until now?

Just when the teacher was puzzled, Li Qingyun had already turned around and walked over, standing in front of him, and asked in a calm tone:

"Are you the president of the Lotus Society?"

The teacher was slightly stunned, not knowing what the other party meant, and subconsciously said:

"No, I am Gu Qinghe, the second guardian of the Lotus Society's President Fan. Li Bang..."

Before he could utter the word "Master", he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his chest. His body flew backwards like a cloud and fell to the ground with a thud.

Li Qingyun reached out and brushed off the dust on his boots, curled his lips and muttered:

"You're not the president, and you dare to sit and talk to me."

"I, I'm going to fucking fight you!"

Teacher Gu Qinghe had never suffered such humiliation before and he became furious.

He flipped his right hand, and a small sword shining with golden light appeared in his palm. Then he muttered something, and the small sword suddenly grew to more than two feet long in the wind, making a sound like a dragon's roar, and turned into a white light, flying in the air and stabbing towards Li Qingyun.

Taoist "Sword Controlling Technique"!
This is a powerful destructive spell that can only be used by Taoist monks who have reached the "Golden Elixir" realm. Gu Qinghe, who is dressed elegantly, is actually a Taoist monk of the third realm.

Li Qingyun immediately felt a sense of alarm, and relying on the mysterious method of premonition, he gently reached out and grabbed the flying sword in his hand.

The sword light was twisted and distorted, as if struggling to break free from its restraints, but Li Qingyun's palm was wrapped in the Heavenly Thunder Evil, and a large amount of ice-blue lightning power bombarded the flying sword at all costs. It didn't take long before the spirituality on its surface was wiped out, turning it into a piece of scrap iron.

At the same time, Gu Qinghe screamed and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The flying sword was his natal treasure that he had spent a lot of effort to refine. It was connected to his mind. Once it was damaged, he would be seriously injured immediately.

Li Qingyun didn't know how to refine a flying sword, and wasn't interested in it either. He threw the sword on the ground and said to Song Ke calmly:
"Xiao Song, find a few people to carry them back to the Lotus Club, and get your medical expenses back at the same time. They broke into private homes, bullied people, and beat you up so badly. We can't just let it go like this."

When Gu Qinghe heard this, he immediately spat out another mouthful of blood.

Among the three of them, one was seriously injured and vomiting blood, one was unconscious, and another had all four limbs broken. Why did Li Qingyun sound as if the Changle Gang was the one at a disadvantage?
Song Ke nodded quickly, feeling extremely happy, with an expression of admiration that could not be concealed on his face.

The gang leader's martial arts progress is so rapid and enviable!

Song Ke knew all the masters of various gangs in Bianliang City by heart. Naturally, he had heard of the reputation of the "Flying Sword Immortal" Gu Qinghe, the "Iron Fan Man" Qian Botong and the "Vajra Monk" Yue Tieshan. He also knew that they were all top masters of the second or even third realm.

But in front of Li Qingyun, the three of them didn't have any chance to resist from beginning to end!
Thinking of the gang leader's previous careless appearance, the only thing that Song Ke could do to comfort himself was that the other party did not use all the Changle Gang's kung fu. It was obvious that Li Qingyun had other opportunities and encounters, and had learned much more skills than himself.

After finishing the work here, Li Qingyun turned to look at Wei Xiuwen who was still trembling, and said with a smile:

"I'm hungry, Deputy Chief Wei, can I go to your house for a meal?"

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(End of this chapter)