Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 83: A Gathering of Power! (Thanks to the generous patron xy!)
Everyone looked up at the fourth floor when a banquet table flew off and hit several people.

"Ouch~!"

A scream followed!

Several other people then rushed out from behind the table and reached the edge of the fence.

Under the gazes of hundreds and thousands in the brothel, a figure wielding a sword was seen by the railing. Although his face was not clearly visible, his swordsmanship was extremely unpredictable.

A wisp of black energy swirled around him, appearing and disappearing in an instant!

The four people beside him had never encountered such swordsmanship before and were caught off guard, dying on the spot!
A large spray of blood spurted out, creating a bloody rain downwards.

Four people died, and six more came to their place, with members of the Baling Gang, Yangxing Society, and Tuanjiang Sect constantly pouring in.

Zhou Yi killed three more people, his clothes pierced through under his armpit by a gunshot.

The cold iron was almost touching the skin.

If he were even slightly slower, he would suffer a great loss.

With a counterattack of his left palm against the spear, the tiger's mouth of the Tuanjiang Sect member holding the spear was split open. Zhou Yi flashed his sword, and the man fell from the fourth floor with blood flying from his chest.

He gripped the spear in his left hand, using the butt of the spear to parry the two swift swords on his left and right!
A burly man from the Baling Gang seized an opportunity to slash with his sword!

Zhou Yi gathered his inner energy, and his new strength surged faster than the two men's. He swung his spear left and right, causing the two men to lose their swords and fall backward as their chests were struck by the spear's butt.

This immediately disrupted the formation of the three major forces.

Zhou Yi shifted his feet!

Jingyun Shenyou unleashed his power, shattering his footsteps to narrowly avoid a fatal blow!

"Bang~!!"

With a loud crash, the burly man cleaved a wooden pillar in two with a single, powerful strike.

Zhou Yi's sword, however, was light and agile. With a backward thrust, a black wind immediately swept back, and he flicked the man's chest at the Tanzhong acupoint, stopping just as quickly.

The burly man collapsed, clutching his chest!
The several elite warriors from the Tuanjiang Sect exchanged glances, all of them filled with trepidation.

They had a large number of people, but the person who used the demonic power had extremely high lightness skills and kept moving around to fight.

Even with just that, we can still take it down.

But this person's swordsmanship was chilling and unpredictable; it was a purely killing technique!

The dark, demonic aura emanating from it seemed capable of disturbing one's mind. In a flash, his sword moved with incredible speed, instantly striking a vital point and killing the victim instantly!

In addition, the corridor is not wide enough to enclose the area.

So, by ganging up on the few, they not only failed to kill him, but more and more people died!

The yellow-faced man was covered in blood from the fighting, but not a single drop of his blood was his own.

"Guardian, ten of us have died!"

The protector who saved Luo Rongtai had a twitching eye.
Ten people are nothing; the Baling Gang has lost far more.

No, there are eleven now!
"Uh~!"

Another member of the Tuanjiang School collapsed to the ground.

By this time, the yellow-faced man had been cornered. The six men drew their weapons, and the yellow-faced man leaped into the air, but his speed suddenly increased!

He stepped directly onto the shoulder of a tall member of the Baling Gang, holding a long sword, and looked down on everyone.

The Dharma Protector was greatly alarmed, realizing that the other party was still holding back.

He was about to make a move, but seeing the black light flashing from the demonic sword, he dared not take the risk.

The group raised their knives to slash at their heads, but Zhou Yi stepped on their crowns, using the momentum to leap to the top of the Xiaojin Tower.

Following the chains above, the two points leaped onto the giant glass lamp in the center of the incense tower.

The lamp hangs from the top beam, pulled by iron chains from all sides, creating a very impressive sight.

Six men, standing on iron chains, came chasing after them, shouting as they went!

The glass lamp began to sway wildly, attempting to compete with Zhou Yi in lightness skills in mid-air—it was practically courting death.

The four men lost their footing and died one after another from the sword, falling from the sky one after another.

Seeing that things were going badly, one of them jumped down and ran away in fright.

The last man in black was unable to escape and was stabbed in the back by a sword. Zhou Yi scooped up his body and placed it on the huge glass lamp beneath his feet.

Blood dripped continuously, splashing onto the kerosene in the glass lamp, making a hissing sound.

With the top experts from the three major powers absent, who else would dare to risk their lives in the air?

Zhou Yi used this as a deterrent to calm his blood and qi.

He had been fighting all this way, not daring to blink, and only then did he realize how terrifying it was to be surrounded.

Enemies come one after another, giving you no chance to catch your breath. No matter how strong your inner energy is, you can't rely on a single breath to keep going.

The people at the brothel were completely dumbfounded!
Amid the chaos, people inside the building desperately tried to escape.

Whether they were customers or prostitutes or courtesans under their control, the members of the Baling Gang at Xiaojinlou had no say in it.

After the brothel owners were separated by the crowd, the poor caged birds, bound in the brothel, finally found a taste of freedom.

Shen Qiaolan had already run down from the third floor.

She stood at the doorway, staring blankly at the person on the suspended glass lamp.

The glass lamp flickered, he was covered in blood, holding a long sword that was soaked in blood, and stepping on human traffickers.

He has killed countless members of the three major factions.

The first floor was littered with corpses!

The scent of rouge and face powder was masked by a thick, bloody stench.

Looking at that unattractive, sallow face, a thought flashed through Shen Qiaolan's mind: "You can run away on your own."

Only then did she understand the profound meaning of those words!
She wasn't afraid of this man who seemed like a demon to everyone else.

A feeling of regret welled up inside me. If I had known this would happen, I should have played more music for my benefactor.

In Shen Qiaolan's eyes, the sallow-faced man was getting further and further away from her, because she was out of control and followed the surging crowd to the outside of the brothel.

After one last glance back, never look back again!

But all I could picture in my mind was the image of the sallow-faced man with his eyes closed and silent.

As she hummed "Spring River Flower Moon Night" in a voice inaudible to others, she headed towards the long-lost Yan and Zhao region in her heart.
"who are you?!"

The protector from the Tuanjiang Sect stared intently at them.

You don't need to know who I am.

Zhou Yi said coldly, "Today I only wanted to settle scores with the Baling Gang, but it turns out that your Tuanjiang Sect and Yangxing Society have also offended me. Very well, very well indeed."

"I will find another opportunity to settle accounts with you."

Upon hearing this, the protector of the Tuanjiang Sect's expression immediately changed.

I only came tonight for a banquet and to have some fun, but who would have thought that so many people would die and that I would have to provoke such a devil!
What the hell did the Baling Gang do?!
He didn't reply. The young leader of the Yangxing Society frowned and asked:

"Friend, is there some misunderstanding?"

This wasn't just a polite remark, after all, his father had contact with the Demonic Sect.

This person is clearly a master of the Demonic Sect.

Isn't this the flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple?
However, this matter is confidential and must not be mentioned in public.

Hopefully, this master of the demonic sect can understand his deeper meaning, and there is no need for a deadly fight between the two sides.

"Misunderstand?"

Zhou Yi looked disdainful: "Why didn't you say it was a misunderstanding before you attacked me?"

"If you want to clear up the misunderstanding with me, that's simple. Just come to Blackstone Mortuary and we can talk it out."

The body's Qi and blood have been completely suppressed.

Zhou Yi wasn't going to waste words with them. He stepped on the glass lamp and leaped to the rooftop.

With a single palm strike, he pierced through the roof tiles, darted forward, and landed on the roof tiles of the brothel. Then, he sprinted away, quickly disappearing into the vast night.

"Boom~!"

The enormous lamp, along with the smaller lamps around it, was shaken down by his force.

Oil was spilled everywhere, and a large fire broke out at the screen staircase on the first floor.
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Before long, news of the chaos at the Brothel of Extravagance spread throughout Nanyang City at an extremely rapid pace.

"drive!"

"drive!"

"Get out of the way, get out of my way!"

"..."

Luo Changshou, the leader of the Tuanjiang Sect, stormed into the Xiaojinlou and saw many people putting out a fire.

"Head!"

The protectors of the Tuanjiang Sect finally found their leader: "Young Master, it's him..."

"What's wrong!"

Luo Changshou roared, and his violent true energy made the guardian dizzy.

At this point, he no longer needed to speak.

Two men from the Tuanjiang faction carried a door panel to him, and lying on it was his son, Luo Rongtai.

His face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

Thankfully, I'm out of danger!

Luo Changshou breathed a sigh of relief. Just then, someone whispered something to him.

"What!!"

Luo Changshou reached out and touched a spot on the door panel; the Kun that had harmed so many women was gone.
"who is it?!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

He was roaring, and the sound of more and more horses' hooves was approaching.

Tiankui Sect, Yangxing Society, Jingshan Sect, Chaoshui Gang, Gray-Clad Gang, Zhenyang Gang
All the leaders and clan heads of various factions have arrived!
The area in front of the brothel was a gathering place for powerful figures.

"Yu Yu Yu~~!!"

A rein in sound rang out, and a tall, magnificent horse stopped in front of the brothel. On it sat a tall, bearded old man.

He was holding a crescent-shaped longsword in his hand!

As soon as the old man arrived, he saw the fire at the Xiaojinlou (a type of brothel) burning on the corner of the lamp outside, about 30 feet away.

Without making a sound, he swung his long sword.

The sixty-pound crescent-shaped longsword in his hands was like a tree branch.

A powerful burst of energy pierced through the blade, extinguishing the flames of the lamp!

"The big dragon head!"

Luo Changshou, the leader of the Tuanjiang Sect, had a gloomy face and coldly shouted:
"I need to muster my men and head to Blackrock Mortuary to settle our score!"

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