The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 14 Tiger Power

"kill!"

Seeing that there was no way to advance or retreat, Shen Yuanliang took a deep breath, raised his sword and charged forward. He used a set of Qi family sword techniques, which were so powerful that water could not penetrate him. It was as fast as the wind, and the sounds of weapons clashing could be heard one after another.

An inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous.

In this narrow canyon, Shen Yuanliang used the advantage of his sword and gently slashed it upwards, cutting the throats of two of them. Blood gushed out and spilled all over the ground.

Then he stepped back, turned around and elbowed the skinny bandit, rushing forward with all his eight hundred kilograms of strength hitting the chest.

"Crack", that was the sound of the sternum breaking.

The broken sternum pierced into the bandit's internal organs. The bandit's eyes popped out, blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and he died and fell to the ground with a bang.

In a panic, Shen Yuanliang killed three people in a row. The aggressive bandits stopped abruptly, hesitated, and looked at each other, hoping that the other would come forward.

"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash."

The third in command, "The Ripper", put on iron gloves, pushed away the dozens of people blocking his way, stepped heavily into the mud with his right foot, and kicked it up, causing dust to fly all over the sky.

While Shen Yuanliang's vision was blurred, the third in command gathered all his strength and swung his iron fist at Shen Yuanliang's chest, quickly and fiercely.

The whistling fist wind and the pressure like a mountain pressing down on his head brought a great impact to Shen Yuanliang. With his vision blocked, his ears moved, and then he grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand and the back of the knife with his left hand across his chest.

"Bang!"

Shen Yuanliang seemed to be knocked down by the advancing elephant and retreated more than ten steps. A series of footprints of varying depths appeared on the hard ground.

It was not until Shen Yuanliang crashed into the mountain wall behind him that he was able to stabilize his body. Then a mouthful of blood blocked his throat and his mouth was full of the taste of blood.

In order to prevent others from noticing the flaw, Shen Yuanliang swallowed the blood in his mouth and looked around. Dozens of bandits surrounded him tightly.

"Let's fight! Life and death depends on which side God is on!"

Shen Yuanliang endured the pain and rolled to the ground. He came to the nearest bandit, stabbed the knife in his hand into his abdomen, and then twisted it hard. Tears and blood spurted all over his face.

However, Shen Yuanliang was extremely happy at this moment. He let out a long sigh and then communicated with the bronze tripod in his mind.

After killing four people in a row, Shen Yuanliang obtained four portions of white luck, plus the remaining six portions of white luck, a total of ten portions, which is equivalent to one portion of red luck.

"Use your luck as the furnace fire and the tiger whip as the medicine, and refine it for me."

The bronze tripod was spinning rapidly, and colorful light enveloped the tiger whip, extracting the invisible "power of the tiger".

The tiger, the king of the mountains, is invincible. It is a symbol of strength and a representative of bravery.

People often use the phrase "the strength of nine oxen and two tigers" to describe powerful generals on the battlefield. The strength of one tiger is equivalent to the strength of five thousand kilograms, so it is no problem for him to be able to lift a tripod.

With the help of the bronze tripod, the extracted "tiger power" flowed through Shen Yuanliang's body like a torrent from the Niwan Palace, strengthening his skin, flesh, bones and indescribable parts of his body.

In an instant, Shen Yuanliang's skin became as crystal clear as jade, his flesh was as red as ruby, and his bones were as hard as diamond. He looked like a Vajra Arhat, emitting tremendous energy and blood.

"It was fun to play. Now it's my turn."

Hating the sky for not having a handle, and the earth for not having a ring, Shen Yuanliang was so inflated at this moment that he felt like he could lift a mountain. He held a waist knife in his hand and chopped at the third boss with three consecutive strikes. The five or six thousand kilograms of force exploded into different fireworks under Shen Yuanliang's "Forced Splitting of Huashan Mountain", making the third boss "the Ripper" extremely frustrated.

Before this, Shen Yuanliang had just embarked on the path of martial arts and was only at the ninth level, but he had already reached the eighth level. His blood was surging, and his strength went from hard to soft, emphasizing both hardness and softness. With one move, he severely injured Shen Yuanliang.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Shen Yuanliang seemed like a different person. A terrifying force hit him so hard that he could not resist and retreated repeatedly.

"Come on, hurry up."

Unable to withstand the attack, the Third In Command wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and without caring about anything else, he called on everyone to rush forward, while he himself quietly retreated.

Frightened by the third in command's vicious reputation, the many bandits who were hesitating had no choice but to pick up their weapons and rush forward, hoping to hack Shen Yuanliang to death with their swords.

There were flashes of swords and sabers everywhere. Shen Yuanliang immediately grabbed a slightly sloppy middle-aged man, used him as a shield, and used the simplest move with the knife in his right hand to kill the third in command.

“Sizzle!” “Puff!”

The sound of the knife cutting into flesh, the harsh sound of cutting into bones, and the wailing in my ears echoed through the canyon, startling the birds in the sky so much that they screamed and fled in panic, leaving a trail of feathers on the ground.

Even the sun in the sky was embarrassed. Thick dark clouds came from afar, dark and overwhelming like a piece of black silk, blocking the sun's brilliance.

Half an incense stick of time later, the sparsely populated canyon was filled with broken limbs and arms, rolling heads all over the ground, and intestines swirling in blood everywhere.

"Shen family kid, Zuoshandiao will not let you go, and the Wang family won't let you go either."

"Eighteen years later, I will be a famous hero again. Boy, I will wait for you at Naihe Bridge."

At the end of the canyon, the third in command's pair of iron fists were cut off by Shen Yuanliang, including the skin and bones. A wound deep enough to see the bone ran from the left chest to the waist, and a beating heart could be vaguely seen.

[Ding! You killed the third in command of Tiger Tooth Mountain, "The Ripper", and intercepted a portion of red luck. ]

"My name is Shen Yuanliang. 'Yuan' means the beginning of a new year, and 'Liang' means a kind-hearted person. I'm in the underworld, so don't report the wrong name."

The drizzle grew heavier and heavier, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a downpour. Amidst the thunder and lightning, Shen Yuanliang's honest face revealed a chilling light.

Shaking off the blood beads on his sword, Shen Yuanliang took out thirty taels of silver from the third in command's bulging arms, and left without looking back.

Heavy rain is the best cover!

While the Wang family and Huya Mountain have not yet reacted, Shen Yuanliang needs to buy the necessary medicinal materials in the shortest time possible and improve his strength as quickly as possible.

Without a cloak or an umbrella, Shen Yuanliang walked on the muddy road in the pouring rain. The blood on his body disappeared without a trace under the rain.

After cleaning the blood, a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and an honest face reappeared in front of the world. What an "honest man".

I'm afraid no one would have thought that Shen Yuanliang killed 43 people from Huya Mountain in just one hour, including the third in command "The Ripper" who was so ferocious and could stop children from crying.

In the hazy rain, the tall city walls are looming.

Amid the teasing of the gatekeepers, Shen Yuanliang paid the three-cent city entry tax, stepped on the bluestone slabs full of water, and walked towards the pharmacy in his memory.

(End of this chapter)