Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 605 Luo Yuheng Suppresses Grandmaster with One Hand (7500 words)

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The floor beneath their feet shattered instantly, and Dong Yunshu, Zhang Zhenzhen, and Li Qinghan all plummeted downwards.

The reason they didn't choose to use their lightness skills to break through the roof and escape the Black Armor Guards' encirclement was because these guards were all equipped with crossbows. Once in mid-air, with no cover, the three of them would become easy targets. If they reached the ground floor and managed to collapse the Wind Inn, creating some chaos, their chances of escape would be much greater.

hateful.

At first, Dong Yunshu didn't think much of what the fat innkeeper was saying, but now it seems that Fenglai Inn really does have some strange features.

Dong Yunshu reacted extremely quickly. After realizing that something was wrong, she almost immediately took countermeasures. Unfortunately, the Hongyi cannons were even faster.

The fuse has burned down to the end.

The next moment, the dragon roared and the ferocious beast howled.

The deafening roar nearly woke everyone in Pingyang City.

Twenty cannonballs flew through the air, leaving blinding trails, and crashed directly onto the Wind Inn the instant the sound rang out.

Rumble, rumble!

The roar of twenty explosions mingled together, creating a commotion comparable to an earth dragon turning over.

The entire city trembled three times.

Many people were grumbling and cursing: "Don't they have any manners? What are they doing firing cannons in the middle of the night?"

Then he turned over, covered his head with the blanket, and continued to sleep soundly... These days, the Japanese camp would occasionally make some noises like this, so it was already quite common.

It was a pity for the Wind Inn; how could a mere wooden building withstand the ravages of twenty shells? The huge top floor of the inn was instantly reduced to fragments.

The violent impact spread in all directions. In that instant, an extremely bizarre scene seemed to appear before the soldiers and generals: the entire pavilion seemed to expand for a moment, and then exploded with a bang. The doors, windows and walls all turned into fragments, which were scattered and flew in all directions under the influence of the impact.

The flames from the explosion ignited the broken wood chips.

In an instant, swirling sparks flew everywhere, falling slowly from the sky like a meteor shower.

As for the wooden floor in the attic, it could not withstand the impact of the simultaneous explosion of twenty cannonballs from the Hongyi Cannon, and it shattered instantly.

Click!

Click!

Click!

It crumbled layer by layer.

Later, a loud bang was heard, and the entire Fenglai Inn collapsed.

A perfectly good attic was turned into ruins.

Atop the ruins, flames danced in the heavy snow, the cold wind howled, thick black smoke billowed and churned, and ashes from the fire drifted down from mid-air along with snowflakes.

Even the two buildings on either side of the Wind Inn could not withstand the impact of the explosion, and cracks appeared on the brick walls.

Song Yan's face was slightly cold and solemn, his eyes still fixed on the ruins of the Fenglai Inn. He made a gesture, and the gunners immediately began to move, cleaning the cannon barrels and preparing to start the second round of firing... If it were an ordinary enemy, even a ninth-rank martial artist, Song Yan probably wouldn't be so cautious.

After the advent of firearms, the role and influence of martial artists were greatly reduced. Just like in a certain martial arts novel, the ultimate trick of Wudang Mountain was to bury gunpowder under the martial arts arena, which could send everyone to their deaths in one go.

The situation is roughly the same in Ningguo; even a ninth-rank martial artist would absolutely not be able to withstand the bombardment of twenty cannonballs.

However, Dong Yunshu was, after all, a Grandmaster. The strength of a Grandmaster cannot be judged in the usual way. Just blowing the Fenglai Inn into ruins was not enough for Song Yan. Perhaps only by completely blasting it into dust could Song Yan feel at ease. Although Song Yan planned to capture a Grandmaster of the Hehuan Sect alive to see if he could pass on his skills, he had to blow the other party into a state where he had no power to resist.

It must be said that sometimes being cautious is always a good thing.

Just as the gunners were preparing for the second round of firing, suddenly, with a loud bang, the ruins of the Wind Inn exploded, sending a large number of collapsed bricks, adobe bricks, and wooden planks flying. Even the flames burning on the ruins were shaken away.

A shadow emerged from the wind, snow, and ashes.

In mid-air, it was impossible to tell how this person used the momentum, but with a whoosh, his body, like a ghost, pounced on Song Yan at an incredibly fast speed.

Song Yan raised an eyebrow slightly. As expected of a grandmaster, he was not so easy to kill.

However, at this moment, Dong Yunshu also looked somewhat disheveled.

Dong Yunshu, though she looked to be nearly fifty, was still elegant, graceful and beautiful. But now, her once fair and delicate oval face was covered with clumps of gray and black stains, and even her neatly combed hair was a mess.

His clothes were tattered and torn.

In some places, it appeared as if the flames had burned holes in the skin, exposing the delicate flesh beneath. In other places, the clothes were torn by flying shrapnel, leaving streaks of crimson blood on the skin. Even the rounded chin was covered in a layer of bright red blood, clearly indicating a serious internal injury.

To be fair, Dong Yunshu made the right choice.

It could be said that that was Dong Yunshu's only way out in that critical moment.

Unfortunately, she didn't know what the Hongyi Cannons were, nor did she anticipate their terrifying power. The moment twenty Hongyi Cannons exploded, Dong Yunshu barely managed to shatter the floor of the floor below. As she fell, the violent impact crashed down on her head. It felt like a wave dozens of feet high slamming into her, or like dozens of galloping horses ramming into her chest.

Even with Dong Yunshu's exceptional strength, she didn't have time to react. She was swept away by the impact and thrown heavily downwards... That's right, the two floors behind her weren't falling on their own, but rather she was forcefully smashed down.

His blood and qi surged within him, and he vomited blood on the spot.

With her meridians shifted, Dong Yunshu even suspected that her internal organs might have been ruptured, and she felt indescribable pain all over her body.

As for Zhang Zhenzhen and Li Qinghan, they were so shocked that they fainted.

However, Dong Yunshu was no ordinary woman. Despite her severe injuries, her mind remained undisturbed. Song Yan was a ruthless and cunning individual. She would never rashly venture forward to investigate. Trying to capture her alive and take her hostage while Song Yan was investigating was virtually impossible. Given Song Yan's nature, he would most likely use those dark iron cylinders again. Although she didn't understand what those cylinders were, she knew that if they were used a few more times, she would surely die.

Under such circumstances, Dong Yunshu acted decisively, disregarding the possibility of triggering the cold poison, and directly exerted all her strength to shatter the ruins pressing on her and soar into the sky; she did not flee. If her body had not been injured under normal circumstances, she could have tried to use the speed of a grandmaster-level martial artist to move among the soldiers. Even though these elite soldiers were equipped with crossbows, it would be difficult for them to lock onto her.

However, now that his body is severely damaged and his strength is weakened, his speed is far from what it used to be. Under such circumstances, if he still wants to escape, he will be a sitting duck for the soldiers and crossbowmen. Right now, the only way to survive is to risk aggravating his injuries and unleash his fastest speed in an instant to take control of Song Yan.

He truly deserves to be called an old monster who has lived for over eighty years; his temperament is terrifying.

However, Song Yan had already prepared a countermeasure. Even if the artillery could not be used continuously for a short period of time, there were other means.

The instant Dong Yunshu appeared, thousands of crossbows and hundreds of muskets were aimed at her almost simultaneously, without the slightest hesitation, and their fingers pressed down instantly.

shhhhh!

Boom!

The sounds of arrows tearing through the air and bullets leaving the barrel rang out almost simultaneously.

In an instant, a dense barrage of attacks rained down on Dong Yunshu.

Song Yan had a cold smile on his lips. He had made ample preparations to ambush a grandmaster.

However, Dong Yunshu and Song Yan were evenly matched. Just before the crossbows and muskets were fired, Dong Yunshu suddenly exerted force with both hands, and the bodies of her two disciples, Zhang Zhenzhen and Li Qinghan, which she had been holding, were immediately blocked in front of her, like two solid shields.

Puff, puff, puff...

Blood immediately burst from the bodies of the two apprentices.

The crossbow bolts pierced their bodies like hedgehogs, while bullets riddled them with holes, some even piercing through the disciple's body and heading straight for Dong Yunshu's chest before being stopped by her protective internal energy. Even as a grandmaster, Dong Yunshu felt a chill run down her spine. Song Yan's arrangements were far too meticulous, with each method intricately linked to the next, revealing a new and endless array of schemes.

If she hadn't been habitually cautious and constantly protected her body with her inner energy, those strange little metallic lumps would probably have pierced her heart.

Who would have thought that Song Yan, a mere eighth-rank martial artist, could bring her the fear of being on the verge of death several times? Dong Yunshu had forgotten how long it had been since she had tasted such a feeling; the last time was probably decades ago with that grandmaster.

Poor Zhang Zhenzhen and Li Qinghan, with a sudden scream, finally woke up from their coma, but before they could figure out what had happened, they had already stopped breathing.

Just then, Dong Yunshu gently flicked the back of her two disciples' necks with her delicate hand, and then struck them heavily on the back of the chest with her palm. Zhang Zhenzhen and Li Qinghan's bodies immediately spun rapidly like windmills, flying towards the military formation dozens of steps away.

The rapidly spinning corpse intercepted all subsequent attacks.

The two corpses were smashed to pieces.

However, just as the two corpses were drawing attention, Dong Yunshu took the opportunity to land on the ground, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and immediately rushed towards Song Yan at an extremely fast speed.

The distance of a dozen steps was covered in an instant. Without the slightest hesitation, Dong Yunshu raised her hand and slapped Song Yan in the chest.

Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help but sigh. The Grandmaster was indeed extraordinary. These many obstacles had failed to stop Dong Yunshu. Once Dong Yunshu was engaged in combat with him, the archers and musketeers around them dared not fire indiscriminately.

Even so, Song Yan still showed little fear on his face.

Sure enough, at that moment, Ziyu suddenly appeared in front of Song Yan, raised her small hand, and struck at Dong Yunshu.

boom.

The two hands pressed together produced an unusually muffled sound.

The clash of internal forces caused the surrounding air to distort.

Zi Yu staggered backward, her face flushed. Although Dong Yun Shu was injured, a Grandmaster was still a Grandmaster, and an injured Grandmaster was not someone a ninth-rank martial artist could handle.

After forcing Ziyu back with one move, Dong Yunshu approached Song Yan again, her fingers already bent into claws, as if she was preparing to directly strangle Song Yan's neck.

Song Yan snorted coldly. When he was at the seventh rank, he could already fight against an eighth-rank martial artist and withstand a palm strike from Kong Nianhan, a ninth-rank martial artist. Now at the peak of the eighth rank, his strength should not be much inferior to that of an ordinary ninth-rank martial artist. Even if he is no match for Dong Yunshu, it is absolutely a pipe dream for Dong Yunshu to take him down.

His right hand shot out suddenly and grabbed Zhang Long's sword beside him.

Clang.

The sword was drawn.

The gleaming steel blade, illuminated by the firelight, flashed with a chilling light.

In the next instant, all the power in his body was concentrated in his right hand, and he slashed out with the steel knife. The internal force burst out from the tip of the knife, and the cold light seemed to split the night in front of him in two like a bolt of lightning.

Swish.

The blade was like an inverted Milky Way, moving as fast as lightning.

They arrived in front of Dong Yunshu almost instantly.

Even with Dong Yunshu's strength, she felt a chill run down her spine for a moment. She shifted her feet, moving half a foot to the side in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the sharp blade. With a loud bang, the blade struck the ground directly, tearing a deep crater in the stone pavement.

Before Dong Yunshu could widen the distance between herself and Song Yan again, a sudden warning arose in her heart. As if it were a pure instinct honed from long-term fighting, Dong Yunshu immediately tightened her waist.

boom.

Almost at the same time, another loud roar rang out, and a large piece of fabric was torn off from Dong Yunshu's dress at the waist.

On her waist, a patch of fair, soft skin was exposed to the cold wind.

Song Yan, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, stood opposite Dong Yunshu.

Tsk.

It has to be admitted that Grandmasters are damn hard to kill; Dong Yunshu actually managed to dodge such a sneak attack.

Dong Yunshu's slender neck twitched slightly, and her eyes revealed a hint of shock.

A grandmaster, all his years of mental cultivation were almost completely crushed in the short time after meeting Song Yan.

What level of understanding does Song Yan reach?
Eighth grade!

A mere eighth-rank official.

She had felt her life threatened several times by this seemingly insignificant man whom she would never normally even glance at. How could this be?

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Dong Yunshu would never have believed it.

Even the Grandmaster of the Hehuan Sect, who was once a master of the eighth rank, was able to fight against a ninth-rank martial artist. That was already a once-in-a-millennium talent. This Song Yan is even more exaggerated than that Grandmaster.

What kind of monster is this?

Moreover, Song Yan is still so young. If he were given another ten years, he would probably become a grandmaster. If he were given another twenty years, perhaps no one in the entire Central Plains would be his match.

In fact, the relationship between the Hehuan Sect and Song Yan was originally quite good, but because of Kong Nianhan, Song Yan has been offended. Once Song Yan has fully grown up, the Hehuan Sect will probably have no place to stand in the Central Plains.

Just as Dong Yunshu was thinking this, Song Yan had already sneered and loaded a bullet into the magazine. This shotgun could hold two bullets at the same time, plus the one already loaded, which meant it could fire a maximum of three shots in a row. Holding the shotgun in one hand and a knife in the other, he slowly approached Dong Yunshu.

As for Ziyu, she had appeared behind Dong Yunshu at some point.

A thin steel wire was wrapped around the wrist, like some kind of long and thin strange worm, slowly wriggling in mid-air.

Attack from front and back.

Ziyu betrayed them.

A hint of bitterness finally appeared on Dong Yunshu's face. It wasn't a question of whether Song Yan would let her go in the future, but rather that Song Yan probably had no intention of letting her leave alive. Damn it! If she hadn't been seriously injured in the previous explosion, she wouldn't have cared about six or seven ninth-rank martial artists. How could she be threatened by two ninth-rank ones?
Worse still, such a commotion might soon attract the attention of the Prince of Yan's mansion. There are two ninth-rank officials in the Prince of Yan's mansion, Yu Shuang and Luo Tianyi... Once these two women also arrive, she might really be caught off guard and suffer a setback.

The cold toxins in my body are increasing.

When fighting fiercely, the rate at which the cold poison accumulates is dozens of times faster than usual.

If this continues, even if Song Yan doesn't kill her, the cold poison will still cause her to die... For a moment, Dong Yunshu felt a little irritated again.

Taking a deep breath, Dong Yunshu suppressed her agitation and pursed her lips before speaking: "Your Highness Prince Yan has truly surprised me. At such a young age, your martial arts cultivation has reached such heights... Today is my fault, and I am willing to apologize to Your Highness Prince Yan here. As long as Your Highness Prince Yan allows me to leave, I guarantee that from now on, the entire Hehuan Sect will never be your enemy."

"What is Your Highness's opinion?"

"Your Highness Prince Yan doesn't want to completely sever ties with the Hehuan Sect, does he? The Hehuan Sect has four Grandmasters and four Half-Step Grandmasters, martial artists who can step into that realm at any time. Pushing the Hehuan Sect too hard won't benefit Your Highness Prince Yan, will it?"

Song Yan didn't speak, but chuckled. The next moment, he stepped forward again, raised his battle blade high once more, and slashed down at Dong Yunshu's forehead.
"If I kill you, then there will only be three left."

This is Song Yan's answer.

Split Huashan with all your strength!

Dong Yunshu's face darkened. She had already taken a step back, and this brat was truly ungrateful.

He gritted his teeth, slapped his palm into the air, and with a bang, his palm struck the side of the steel knife, separating it from the blade. In the instant he flicked his finger, his fingernail struck a steel wire, sending the wire flying.

The three of them became entangled again.

Song Yan's moves, to put it nicely, are bold and sweeping; to put it bluntly, they are simple.

Besides splitting Mount Hua in two, he could also sweep away thousands of troops.

Ironically, this simple and unadorned move, combined with Song Yan's fierce internal energy and pure brute force, was truly destructive. Even Dong Yunshu had to deal with it with caution. In addition, Zi Yu was behind her, and that steel wire was like a cold and venomous snake, lurking near Dong Yunshu, ready to reveal its sharp fangs at the first opportunity.

The slightest misstep would result in a sharp tear in her clothes by the steel wire. Had Dong Yunshu not dodged in time, she would likely have suffered numerous wounds. Furthermore, Song Yan held a mysterious hidden weapon in his other hand. Although he rarely used it, each time he raised it slightly, it would cause Dong Yunshu's entire body to tense up.

In a short time, the two sides had exchanged dozens of blows, and the once pristine road surface had been torn to shreds by the blade energy, with cracks crisscrossing everywhere.

Dong Yunshu truly didn't gain any advantage. Even when her attacks occasionally landed on Song Yan, they only temporarily forced him back. If it were an ordinary eighth-rank martial artist, taking one of her attacks would probably shatter his entire body into pieces. But Song Yan was completely unaffected. He simply shook his head and returned to normal. In just a few breaths, he had already rejoined the battle.

This guy's physical strength is far beyond that of an eighth-grade martial artist, and even a grandmaster wouldn't be this exaggerated.

That wasn't all. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the bastard soldiers around them quickly completed the encirclement. Under the command of the fat-headed general, hundreds of soldiers carrying shields stood directly in front of the soldiers, and muskets were extended from the gaps in the shields.

Once Dong Yunshu and her prince, Ziyu, were a little further apart, the bullets were immediately fired.

Each time Dong Yunshu was forced to focus a lot of attention on her surroundings, it didn't matter if Dong Yunshu dodged; the raised shield could completely stop the bullets.

suffocated.

It's really frustrating.

Even when besieging a Grandmaster, a dignified master had never felt so humiliated.

This can't go on forever. She can't afford to make any mistakes. If she does, Song Yan, Zi Yu, and the large group of soldiers will seize the opportunity and she'll be doomed.

With a determined effort, Dong Yunshu went all out.

But then a dark red flashed across her face, which was blackened by ashes, and streaks of blood appeared in Dong Yunshu's eyes.

The aura emanating from Dong Yunshu continued to expand and expand.

The tattered dress rustled loudly.

She was clearly using some method to unleash all... no, beyond normal limits of power.

His eyes turned bloodshot, and two streaks of blood slowly rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

ah ah ah ah...

Then, Dong Yunshu let out a long howl, and her right hand suddenly stretched out. Ziyu manipulated the steel wire to wrap around her wrist. Just as Ziyu was about to cut off Dong Yunshu's wrist, an unprecedented and extremely powerful internal force suddenly exploded from her wrist.

With a loud bang, the steel wire snapped instantly.

Countless tiny metal fragments flew in all directions, splattering and embedding themselves directly into the thick shield with a series of cracking sounds. The invisible impact also caused Ziyu's body to stagger backward.

At the same time, Song Yan roared, three bullets were fired, the shotgun was casually thrown on the ground, he gripped the knife handle tightly with both hands, and with a slash, the fierce steel knife stirred up the wind and snow, smashing down on Dong Yunshu.

This strike was like the Milky Way falling from the sky.

This strike was like the collapse of Mount Tianshan.

Dong Yunshu's left hand had been raised at some point, her powerful internal energy gathered in her palm, and with her five fingers spread out, she actually grabbed straight at the blade.

scoff!

That powerful, highly compressed internal force seemed to transform into a small shield.

When the blade struck it, it immediately felt unprecedented resistance, and even produced an extremely unpleasant sound, like two saws pressing together and scraping and cutting each other.

hum hum...

The steel blade was making a buzzing sound.

In just a few breaths, the blade's ability to withstand the pressure seemed to have reached its limit.

And then...bang!

The blade exploded.

Broken steel pieces flew everywhere.

Song Yan felt as if he had been hit by a speeding SUV. His feet were almost rooted to the ground, but his body was still uncontrollably moving backward, leaving two deep dents in the ground.

Song Yan finally stopped when his body crashed into the shield.

The next instant, dozens of soldiers immediately surrounded Song Yan with shields, giving Dong Yunshu no chance to make a move.

Dong Yunshu glared at Song Yan resentfully, but ultimately there was nothing she could do.

With a forceful flick of her already tattered sleeve, a gust of wind surged up from nowhere, sweeping up snowflakes drifting in the sky, as well as debris and ashes from the ruins of the Wind Inn, all of which were swept up by Dong Yunshu's almost tyrannical power and fell down in a deluge.

In the blink of an eye, the sky became a vast, dark expanse, obscuring the sun and sky.

Many soldiers had their vision obstructed, and some even had to close their eyes tightly.

Squeak.

Dong Yunshu coughed up another mouthful of blood, gritted her teeth, and suddenly exerted force with her legs on the ground, lifting her body into the air. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, she finally escaped the encirclement.

When my body finally came to a stop, I was already on a rooftop a hundred paces away.

His face was pale and he looked listless.

Although this secret technique allowed her to unleash greater power in a short period of time, it ultimately damaged her body. What's worse, there was the cold poison. As a grandmaster, Dong Yunshu could already feel the surrounding cold air gradually seeping into her body.

Perhaps in another ten days or half a month, this cold poison will erupt.

This outbreak of cold poison might not be so easy to overcome.

hateful.

Cursing in her heart, Dong Yunshu once again circulated her inner energy, preparing to get away from this place completely. But just then, Dong Yunshu suddenly discovered that not far ahead, also on the same roof, a figure had appeared out of nowhere.

The woman wore a long, black dress that hugged her voluptuous figure.

Her skirt fluttered gently in the wind and snow.

It's no exaggeration to say that in the vast Hehuan Sect, there isn't a single ugly woman to be found. Even someone as high-ranking as Dong Yunshu, who was once considered the most beautiful woman in the world, couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when facing this woman.

nice.

It's so beautiful.

Instinctively, a name popped into Dong Yunshu's mind: the most beautiful woman in Ning Kingdom, Princess Luo Yuheng.

Dong Yunshu's expression was solemn. She hadn't expected to be intercepted by Luo Yuheng, let alone that Luo Yuheng was a martial artist... Kong Nianhan knew that Luo Yuheng had been frozen due to the outbreak of cold poison, and she understood even more clearly just how powerful Luo Yuheng was.

Strangely, the Hehuan Sect was unaware of this.

It seems that Kong Nianhan did not inform the Hehuan Sect of this information.

Luo Yuheng yawned, seemingly still a little sleepy, and lazily glanced at Dong Yunshu with his bright eyes: "Since you're here, then stay."

With a soft voice, Luo Yuheng casually raised his arm and slapped Dong Yunshu from a distance.

Song Yan's moves could at least be used with wide, sweeping attacks to fool some people, but Luo Yuheng's moves were truly simple to the extreme.

And so, he struck out with his palm.

But Dong Yunshu's expression changed instantly.

In an instant, Dong Yunshu felt chaotic and violent energy raging around her like a storm, frantically squeezing her body.

She tried to resist, but an indescribable energy suppressed her entire body, rendering her completely immobile.

The pressure became increasingly terrifying and abnormal.

Dong Yunshu felt her legs trembling uncontrollably, and then, with a thud, her legs could no longer bear it, and she knelt directly on the roof.

Before she could even savor the feeling of humiliation, an invisible force had already struck Dong Yunshu's chest hard.

boom!
The next second, Dong Yunshu was blasted away.

Like a fallen leaf drifting in the wind!

(End of this chapter)