Lingzhang

Chapter 92 Bathed in Blood
"Where did this blind man come from?! This area is protected by the Honghe Society. You go to a temple on a mountain but don't worship the real God. You also want to open a business here?
According to the rules of the underworld, I should cut off one of your limbs, but I'm in a good mood today, so I'll only break your bones and not chop off all of it.

A pair of legs and a pair of arms, you can choose which limb to cut off."

In the long and narrow alley, suddenly, in the deep and silent darkness, someone walked out silently, and under the moonlight, a vague outline appeared.

A low and somewhat hoarse voice suddenly sounded in such a night, making people feel eerie for no reason.

At the original place, Uncle Zhou was fine, but the man in the nightgown, with his back to the quiet dark alley, was obviously frightened by the sudden appearance of the sound and the person.

Subconsciously, the man seemed to be glaring.

But it was probably because of the jargon and the various underworld jargons that sounded so realistic that that person's mind was filled with thoughts like "a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake".

Thus, the rage was controlled while it was still brewing.

When he turned around, he looked at the blurry figure outlined in the moonlight, half in the dark and half in the light. He watched the person walking, his steps like the leaping of a fox.

His breathing caused his shoulders and chest to rise and fall. His arms hung naturally, hidden in the loose training suit, and swayed gently with the rise and fall, making him look like a tiger crouching, waiting to hunt and attack.

This is a true warrior, a warrior who masters the pictographic artistic conception!
In an instant, the little anger that remained in that person's mind completely dissipated, and he took a step forward with extreme calmness.

"My friend, you may have heard what I said just now, or you may not. Let me explain it more clearly - I am working for the aristocratic family of Jichuan County, not here to challenge others.

There are many things involved behind this matter, and the level of trouble is no simpler than what my friends call the rules of the underworld. Just give me two days to finish this matter. I will never come back from here, and you and I probably won't see each other again in this life.

My friend, please give me some convenience. "

As if to show his sincerity, the man in nightgown couldn't help but take a light step forward while holding the dagger in his hand upside down, hiding the sharp edge of the blade.

But the only response he got was a colder and more disdainful sneer from the person who came.

"You want to scare me with this? What a joke! Who the hell isn't working for the aristocratic families in Jichuan County!

Give you two days? Who knows what you are going to do! If something terrible happens, you can just walk away, and your grandfathers will still have to cover for you, right?

A convenience? I would say it is not very convenient!

You are allowed to choose any limb at this moment, but if you insist on waiting for Grandpa to personally take action, I will cut off your fifth limb and chop it off completely!"

When the words fell, the man in the nightgown, even though his face was hidden under the hood, the change in his figure seemed to be able to easily make people associate him with the ugly expression on his face at the moment.

"My friend, don't be stubborn—"

Having said this, he was about to take a step forward when he suddenly stopped.

Then, he seemed to suddenly burst into anger, and took a big step forward, as if he was going to rush to the last person and tear his body apart completely.

"Yue Hanzhang! How dare you tease me!"

After all, this was the first time Yue Hanzhang did something like this and he didn't have much experience.

He only uses the power of Qi and blood to control the tension of the muscles in his throat, making his voice low and hoarse, but this is still far from the voice changing of "professionals".

As the saying goes, "Too much talk leads to mistakes." After a long time, people can't help but hear Yue Hanzhang's original voice mixed in.

Now that it's been exposed, naturally, he will face angry reactions from that person.

But in that split second, Yue Hanzhang's eyes did not focus on the furious figure rushing towards him. In fact, his gaze passed over the man and looked at the place in the narrow alley behind him that was originally illuminated by the moonlight.

Almost at the moment when the shout of "Yue Hanzhang" resounded in the dark alley, Uncle Zhou, who had been standing there, as if still immersed in the dazed state caused by the previous intimidation, suddenly burst out with agility that was not typical of his age.

In an instant, Uncle Zhou took a step to the side, and then in two or three steps he climbed onto the half-collapsed low wall on the side.

When I looked again the next moment, Uncle Zhou's figure had completely disappeared into the deep darkness, disappearing among the rolling "mountains" of rubble.

Sure enough, for an old hand like Uncle Zhou, who has been walking this road for many years, how could he not anticipate various accidents and set up one "back-up plan" after another for himself.

This is the wisdom of surviving in the dark side of the city.

"How dare you play tricks on me--!"

What Yue Hanzhang can see, the nobles of the aristocratic family can naturally sense as well.

At this moment, it was as if a can of hot oil was poured on the raging anger.

This noble family was extremely furious because of Uncle Zhou's sudden escape.

But he did not turn back, because Yue Hanzhang had already appeared, and this was his real target.

So in the midst of his overwhelming rage, he approached Yue Hanzhang at an even faster speed.

At the original place, when Yue Hanzhang saw that Uncle Zhou had completely disappeared, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and then turned his gaze to the person in front of him.

The hood had been blown away by the intense running.

What appeared before Yue Hanzhang was a strange yet familiar face distorted in anger.

The reason for the unfamiliarity was that Yue Hanzhang had never really faced this person face to face.

The reason why he was familiar with him was that he had seen this person more than once in the spectator seats, and in the crowd, surrounded by a group of noble families, looking quite impressive.

"Are you Xu Shicheng or Jian Chongwen? Never mind—it doesn't matter!"

Compared to the extreme anger of the nobles, Yue Hanzhang at this moment, without the help of a mechanized mind, maintained a calmness, a kind of coldness like the faint moonlight at this moment.

It wasn't that there were no emotions. It was just that Yue Hanzhang was no longer angry, after Huang Zhishu had stirred his emotions tonight, and then the high-level authority forum had shown him the iron-blooded side of the world.

He heard about the venom that the noble family used outside the rules and spewed out wantonly.

He was no longer angry, and what replaced his anger was pure murderous intent without any distractions.

How could such a person not die! How could he not die!
Thus, the moment this thought came to his mind, without waiting for the noble man to approach him, Yue Hanzhang had already leaped up like a fox.

He went towards the nobleman from the aristocratic family.

With one step, the moment he leaped closer, Yue Hanzhang's body shape and pace suddenly changed. At this moment, it seemed as if a thousand-year-old vine suddenly rose from the ground where Yue Hanzhang was standing with a strong and sturdy posture!

But beneath its extremely majestic nature lies its swift agility.

That is not the rigidity of vines, it is as irresistible as a giant python, which can crush all strong enemies in its entanglement!
The powerful and pictographic momentum of the steps instantly entangled the newcomer.

Immediately afterwards, Yue Hanzhang's body shook like a bear, his muscles swelled like a wild bull, his spine shook, and his arms swung like a demon ape, and his arms rose up slowly but actually quickly.

In the loose training clothes, there is Yue Hanzhang's pair of big hands like a palm-leaf fan, wearing blade-claw boxing gloves. Under the moonlight, the sharp cold light of the special alloy is reflected, combining all the pictographic momentum in this moment, and then it is like a tiger out of the cage!

"No - tiger form - you - dragon form -"

At this moment, seeing Yue Hanzhang's attack, the nobleman was so shocked that he could hardly utter a complete word. In addition, after a brief encounter with the enemy, the overwhelming power did not allow him to have the time to speak smoothly.

But his surprise was already revealed through these intermittent words.

That was the surprise at the tiger-form martial arts performed by Yue Hanzhang.

He was fully convinced that Yue Hanzhang's entire martial arts attainment was limited to the dragon-shaped martial arts, and that the additional pictographic interpretations were beyond the information he had mastered.

What is even more shocking is that at this moment, the tiger-form martial arts performed by Yue Hanzhang is so powerful that it is not inferior to the dragon-form martial arts.

Especially when this kind of martial arts is performed in conjunction with the Leaping Abyss Step.

The same pictogram allows part of the charm of the dragon-shaped scorpion finger to be reflected in the leaping into the abyss step. At the same time, the white-browed palm strike shows the real power of tigers and leopards in the embodiment and interpretation of the complete ordinary techniques!
The power of the dragon and the tiger depends on one person!
Bang - Bang -

After only two short crisp sounds of metal hitting stone, under the flexible dance of the blade claws, in almost the blink of an eye, Yue Hanzhang disarmed the dagger in the noble's hand.

After two or three more hits, the nightgown, which was probably of some brand, was torn into pieces by the strong wind from the blade claws. Then, the sharp edge of the blade claws fell on the figure wearing armor.

In the past, when striking the enemy with a palm strike, it was merely the collision of flesh and blood, merely the collision of qi, blood and strength.

But now, when he strikes the enemy with his palm, it is the cutting of the sharp blade, the pure destruction of flesh and blood by metal!

In the instant when the blade touched the armor, accompanied by a dull light flowing on the armor, he felt the blade claws slashing on the steel, even accompanied by violent and subtle friction and pulling, which scraped out sparks.

"what--"

The man seemed to want to laugh.

But soon, facing Yue Hanzhang's calm and persistent, yet still mad-like, impenetrable palm wind attack, the man soon stopped laughing.

Any change in the shape or quality of the armor requires the consumption of energy, which may be blood or something more high-tech.

But as long as it is energy, there will always be a moment when it is exhausted.

This is the simplest truth.

Thus, amidst the continuous crisp sounds of slashing, Yue Hanzhang could clearly see that under the continuous attacks of the slightly broken blade claw gloves, the light on the armor became dimmer and dimmer.

The touch that was transmitted was still tough, but it was less and less stubborn than steel.

I don’t know since when, but there haven’t been any sparks produced between the collisions for a long time.

And it was in this split second that Yue Hanzhang suddenly changed from a tiger shape to a dragon shape when he made his move.

The moment the dragon-shaped scorpion fingers were used again, the tip of the blade claw boxing gloves was still extremely sharp, just like the fangs of a real poisonous snake, and it pierced into the chest of the person in front of him steadily, accurately and ruthlessly at this moment.

stab-

As Yue Hanzhang's strength exploded, the sharp edge finally pierced into the tough armor, and as it slid, it completely cut four holes on the chest.

Along with the sound of the armor being damaged, a stream of bright red blood flew into the air.

The deep red blood color was no different from that of Uncle Zhou and every other scum in this shantytown.

But at this moment, looking at the color of his own blood, the man finally panicked.

It seemed that he had only just realized something from Yue Hanzhang's coldness at this moment—

"You...you can't kill me! I'm Xu Shicheng! I'm a member of the Xu family! If you kill me - you will have endless, endless troubles -"

At this moment, Yue Hanzhang responded to Xu Shicheng with a slightly ferocious smile.

As the blood and energy spread, at this moment, Yue Hanzhang felt that there seemed to be some illusory and fragmented sounds ringing in the dark.

Something is about to break out of the cocoon!
"Does this mean I have less trouble now? You are allowed to provoke me, but I am not allowed to fight back? You bastard! I have beaten you Xu enough, haven't I? Even if you take your grandfather's surname Yue, you are dead if you run into this place!"

As the words fell, Yue Hanzhang raised his arms, and the moment he stretched them out again——

In the sound of breaking through the air, there seemed to be the roar of a real dragon!
(End of this chapter)