The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 282 It’s time
From the moment Wu Chengyu stepped into the fortress, his killing intent became uncontrollable.

The entire fortress was filled with a stench, yet mixed with the aroma of meat. Wu Chengyu was now a very good cook, having prepared many meat dishes.

But he had never smelled such a meaty aroma before, and if he didn't know what had been done here, he wouldn't even be able to tell what kind of meat it came from.

Behind these charging bandits, in an open space between the walled compound and the castle, or rather a small square, stood many pillars, each a giant log buried in the ground, with at least two people hanging from each pillar.

Two objects, no longer recognizable as human, had had most of their flesh removed, leaving large skeletons covered in blood and filth exposed to the world. The ground was stained black with the blood, and this was the main source of the stench.

Let's talk about these people in front of him. They were only one step away from Wu Chengyu. Wu Chengyu could see their expressions, demeanor, and clothing clearly.

Their eyes were sunken, with dark circles, yet their pupils glowed with a hint of red. Their cheeks had a strange bluish tinge. They were all disheveled, with grotesque faces, and exuded the same foul stench.

These men weren't entirely clear-headed either. At the third leader's command, they swarmed over, all grinning and shouting, their eyes filled with nothing but savagery, madness, and greed as they looked at Wu Chengyu.

Wu Chengyu didn't know if people who were used to eating their own kind would look like this, but it seemed that this was the only way.

They now see no one as human, and have forgotten that they are human. Wu Chengyu naturally does not consider them human, or even animals.

Wu Chengyu had no desire to get their blood on him, not even a little bit.

After Wu Chengyu created clones, seven or eight figures simultaneously attacked these guys, but he didn't use any heavy techniques, such as the Great Enchantment Fist or the Nine Yin Divine Claw.

These people could hardly be considered martial arts masters. Wu Chengyu could tell that they were using battlefield skills. Although Wu Chengyu could kill them instantly with a single punch, splattering blood five steps away, it would be too easy for them.

Therefore, Wu Chengyu's attacks were now quite casual. As soon as his figure appeared in front of these bandits, he simply placed his hand lightly on a certain part of their bodies, channeled a burst of internal energy, and immediately disappeared, reappearing in front of another person.

Everyone only saw a figure flash before their eyes and then the enemy disappeared. The people laughed even louder, as if they were laughing at this pale-faced scholar who didn't even know how to fight. He lightly patted himself, and it didn't hurt or itch, and then he ran away.
But in less than two breaths, these guys who had just crossed paths with Wu Chengyu began to tremble and wail, their weapons falling limply to the ground. Then they themselves could no longer stand up and began to roll around on the ground in agony.

This was Wu Chengyu's strategy. He originally thought that killing the small fry would be enough, but if he let these people die too easily, Wu Chengyu felt that he would be committing a crime.

So he chose to forcibly use the chain of life and death in their bodies, letting them experience the most painful fifteen minutes of their lives before they died.

If there weren't so many of them, and if Wu Chengyu hadn't disdained to get entangled with them, he would have even wanted to use the Chain of Life and Death on them several more times. How could just one use be worthy of the wronged souls in their hands?

In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the bandits in front of them were lying on the ground, convulsing and screaming in agony, and everyone around the fortress had been brought under control.

Wu Chengyu's eyes turned to the castle inside the walled building. Everyone inside the castle was also awakened, but instead of rushing over, they chose to lay a trap inside the castle.

Wu Chengyu ignored the henchmen and walked up to the third leader from before. The guy was also groaning in pain. Wu Chengyu slowly squatted down and asked.

"Tell me, how many people have you eaten?"

The third leader was already delirious from the pain, and Wu Chengyu's persuasive words instantly broke through his psychological defenses.

"No, it's his men who eat human flesh; we don't eat it at all."

"You? Who are you?" "Me, the head of the gang, and the second-in-command. We really don't eat human flesh. It's just that the people below want to eat meat, and we didn't stop them."

Normally, they are not allowed to enter the castle when they kill and eat people; they can only do so outside. Our leader doesn't like to see them eating people.

What have you done to me? Please, just kill me.

“Tell me about your backgrounds, you three leaders. You’re definitely not bandits.”

"We...we are from the Western Xia First-Class Hall. We were ordered to infiltrate the border between the Western Xia and the Jin Xia, to do shady things for the big shots above us. Please, just kill me."

There is a familiar name, Xixia Yipintang. During the Tianlong era, it dared to run away from Xixia into Song Dynasty territory and cause trouble. Since the Tianlong and Condor Heroes lineage has been passed down, and Xixia was not conquered until the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, it is reasonable that Yipintang still exists.

After saying this, Wu Chengyu had no interest in paying attention to the third leader; he still had about ten minutes of pain to endure.

Wu Chengyu stood up and slowly walked towards the castle. He had only walked about five zhang into the castle when the familiar command came again: "Fire arrows."

Unless there is a master archer of Puchalieshi's caliber, it is impossible to break through the three-foot force field of the Shifting Stars. Three consecutive waves of arrows hit Wu Chengyu and were all deflected. A few arrows returned along the same path, killing many people.

After Wu Chengyu came within a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) and saw that the bow and arrows were useless, a loud shout came from inside: "Attack!"

Dozens of people filed out of the castle gate. These people had a stronger military aura, probably because they had just witnessed Wu Chengyu's strange methods. Although they didn't understand why the people who had just been hit by Wu Chengyu had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up.

But these people also came up with a countermeasure. They were divided into three rows. The people in the front row were holding shields, the people in the second row were holding spears with the spearheads protruding from the gaps in the shields, and the people in the third row were holding crossbows with the arrows already strung and the arrowheads having a bluish-black sheen.

Behind these people stood a tall, imposing man, clad in armor, holding a ghost-headed saber, his piercing gaze fixed on Wu Chengyu from afar, his entire being radiating murderous intent.

However, Wu Chengyu's actions just now made him dare not act rashly. They would not gain any advantage in close combat with martial arts masters.

"Which friend is playing such a joke on us, Helianbao? If you can turn around and leave, and we have nothing to do with each other, Helianbao is willing to give you two hundred taels of silver. We only ask that you show mercy."

“Someone paid me to clean up this filthy place. What they paid for is something you can’t give, but that’s not the point.”

The point is, you all deserve to die. I won't be at peace if you don't die.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Chengyu stretched out his left hand and gently lifted it up. Driven by an invisible force field, the arrows scattered on the ground flew back into the air.

"Ruthless killers, merciless pursuers, your time has come."

　Today was very timely. I made up for the three chapters from the day before yesterday morning, and wrote four more chapters in the afternoon. I'm one chapter short, so I got up at 5:30 this morning to write another one.

　　Let me make it clear first, I plan to take a day off on July 1st. By the end of this month, I've been doing 10,000 units of electricity every day for 45 consecutive days, and I can't keep going.

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