Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 154 If Kou can go, so can I!

It was afternoon, and dark clouds rolled in from the sky, gradually approaching the ground, as if sweeping the world into a state of no day or night.

The martial arts practitioners inside the tavern, seeing the Milky Way still pouring down outside like a torrential downpour, were irritated: "Damn it, when will this damn rain ever end?"

Some impatient ones put on raincoats and straw hats and went out in the rain.

Most people are anxiously waiting for news.

"If we stay here and keep watch, will that person come?"

Some people were getting impatient waiting.

"Don't worry, they'll definitely leave clues when they return to Luoyang. We're not worried about them not coming!"

"Hualala!"
Thunder and lightning flashed, and the world was instantly illuminated.

Someone rushed into the tavern, shouting, "East of the city! The blood-stained donkey cart has appeared in the east of the city!"

Here it comes! The blood donkey cart has really arrived!

Your chance to earn tons of coins has arrived!

Ren Laomo, I need your help to reach the pinnacle of life!

Everyone was startled, their eyes widened, and they instinctively glanced at the heavy rain outside. Then, with a whoosh, they rushed out the door and headed straight for the east side of the city.

On the deserted long street in the east of the city, a donkey cart trotted along briskly, while several figures flashed quickly across the rooftops in the distance.
The white donkey pulling the cart glanced left and right, its expression extremely arrogant, yet inexplicably servile.

The little beggar's voice came from inside the carriage: "Where are we going?"

Ren Shaoyang, who was driving, smiled and said, "Let's go forward."

"Forward?" Ding'an looked ahead, only to see a misty expanse of water. "Where is forward?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily: "Wherever you go, you're moving forward!"

The three of them burst into laughter, their laughter echoing down the empty street.

Suddenly, dozens of sharp, cracking sounds rang out, and countless cold stars shot down from the rooftops on both sides.

People say that a single disagreement can lead to a life-or-death situation.

The group of people on the roof, however, wanted to kill Ren Shaoyang and his two companions as soon as they met.

They don't even spare donkeys.

Normally, 99% of people in the world would be unable to escape the Tang Clan's relentless barrage of hidden weapons. Moreover, with the enemy caught off guard and the heavy rain obscuring the sound of the weapons whistling through the air, even if they were discovered, it would be too late.

But anything can happen unexpectedly, and there's always a chance of something going wrong.

Then a soft, leisurely murmur was heard: "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold!"

Then, with a flick of her hand, countless wooden throwing knives shot out, one, two, three, four, all intertwined, forming a circle of wood-colored light as if they were shifting, causing water droplets to splash everywhere.

"Ta-da!"
The aperture collided with the hidden weapon repeatedly, sparks appearing and disappearing like wind and mist, and countless points of light were bounced back.

Then you could see the roof tiles on both sides breaking with a "crackling" sound, and people would occasionally clutch their groin and collapse, their bodies crushing the roofs and causing them to fall with tiles in their hands.

The woman's voice chuckled and said, "Stop." With a flick of her fingers, it resembled a lotus flower in full bloom.

The flying knife's aura suddenly dissipated, transforming into a straight line that "whooshed" into the woman's hand.

All of this appeared ghostly and monstrous to everyone, sending chills down their spines and instantly silencing the whispering street.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the donkey cart stopped.

Three people wearing conical hats resembling bird nests jumped down.

A person stood outside the long street in front of them.

The man was thin and small, with a smiling face. He wore a golden robe and looked at the three people with his hands in his sleeves.

Ren Shaoyang straightened his straw hat, brushed the raindrops off his hands, and said calmly, "Your concealed weapon technique is truly excellent."

The man chuckled and said, "I never expected that, apart from the master of the divine sword, the woman among you would possess such exquisite throwing knife skills."

Ren Shaoyang glanced at him and said, "I don't like using the word 'only' to describe my sister."

The man laughed and said, "So what if I say that? You three demons have killed countless people, your hands are covered in blood, don't you use your heads instead of your 'only' hands?"

"Okay! Well said!"

Suddenly, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared on the roof, standing with his arms crossed: "Tang San Si, the 'Blood-Weeping Tang' of the Tang Clan, what you say makes sense!"

Tang San bowed slightly and greeted her, "Greetings, 'Great Hero of Guanzhong,' Great Hero Yan of Shanxi!"

Shanxi Yan nodded slightly, looked down at the three people standing on the long street, his expression serious and his tone stiff: "Do you three evil demons admit to the recent bloodshed?"

Ren Shaoyang lowered his gaze slightly and said casually, "I did a good deed today, so I'm in a good mood and will answer your question."

Tap tap tap~
At this moment, footsteps echoed continuously along the long street.

Master Kuwu of Shaolin, Daoist Danxia of Wudang, and masters from Qingcheng, Kongtong, and other sects led their followers to surround the street.

In the distance, underworld and evil masters kept flying in and occupying the rooftops on both sides.

In just a few words, the area above and below was completely surrounded.

Just then, the Shaolin monk Ku Wu shouted loudly, "Hmph! You three evil demons, whether you answer or not, surrender now and come back to Shaolin with me for trial!"

"Yes! If we don't surrender now, when will we?"

"Hmph, I bet they're still thinking of putting up a last-ditch resistance. They're utterly stubborn!"

The crowd erupted in uproar, pointing at Ren Shaoyang and the other two and shouting insults.

"Everyone!" Shanxi Yan shouted, shaking the roof tiles and silencing everyone.

Seeing this, Shanxi Yan was very satisfied. He first said to Zen Master Kuwu, "Old Zen Master, as the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must catch him red-handed. These three are already in our hands. Let's first determine their crimes and then arrest them."

Ku Wu glanced at him, then suddenly chuckled and clasped his hands together: "Great Hero of Guanzhong has considered everything thoroughly, so I will grant your request."

Shanxi Yan laughed heartily, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and then looked at Ren Shaoyang with a sudden fierce expression: "Demon, you'd better confess the truth!"

Ren Shaoyang calmly swept his eyes over the faces with their varying expressions and said indifferently, "First of all, I don't like the word 'madman'."

Danxia Daoist coldly said, "Oh? Then may I ask your honorific titles?" Upon hearing this, everyone behind him burst into mocking laughter.

Ren Shaoyang remained calm and said loudly, "It's fine. We're called the 'Three Fiends of the Northern Frontier,' we have names and surnames, we're not called 'Demons.'"

"The Three Fiends of the North? Aren't they just bumpkins from beyond the Great Wall?"

Hongxiu laughed out loud: "You country bumpkin from beyond the Great Wall, how familiar!"

Ding An chuckled and nodded; "Yes, the first person to call us that died a horrible death."

Master Kuwu narrowed his eyes and said, "Good! The Three Fiends of the Northern Frontier! Give us your names so that everyone knows who you really are."

The word "到底" is clearly emphasized.

Ding An stepped forward, scratching his head with his hand, his scales rustling, and declared loudly, "I am 'Broken Blade' Li Ding An!"

With her large, bright eyes sparkling, she smiled sweetly: "'One-Sword Immortal' Ren Hongxiu."

Finally, all eyes turned to Ren Shaoyang. Shanxi Yan shouted, "Master of the Divine Sword, what about you?"

Ren Shaoyang proclaimed loudly, "'Butcher' Ren Shaoyang!"

"What a vicious name!" Shanxi Yan shouted. "The Three Fiends of the North, is it you who harmed these righteous people and wreaked havoc on the martial world?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Who did I harm?"

Master Ku Wu struck his staff with a blow: "My senior brother suffers in vain!"

Danxia Daoist stepped forward, sword in hand: "Benefactor Huo Xiu!"

Shanxi Yan leaped down and said coldly, "Emei Sect Leader Dugu Yihe!"

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "Dugu Yihe is dead?"

"Dugu Yihe was found dead inside the Xuanzhen Temple yesterday, and was beheaded with a single sword strike!"

Ren Shaoyang nodded: "Anything else?"

Tang Sansi sneered, "Three of my Tang family disciples in Luoyang were murdered by you in the peach grove of Qingxiang Village!"

A middle-aged man with a long beard stepped forward and shouted, "My Wen family disciples were also killed by you in the peach grove!"

Subsequently, many people stepped forward, filled with righteous indignation and speaking vehemently, and the scene immediately erupted.

"Okay, well said," Ren Shaoyang said calmly.

Shanxi Yan and Master Ku Wu stepped forward simultaneously, pointing their halberds and saying, "Butcher, do you admit it?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled nonchalantly, meeting everyone's burning gazes, and said calmly, "Let all the blood debts fall on my shoulders."

Master Kuwu was furious and shouted, "Butcher! You have no remorse whatsoever!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly and said, "I'm admitting it now so that everyone has an expectation in mind."

"What are your expectations?" Danxia Daoist stepped forward, followed by seven young Daoists.

"I, Ren, have never liked to lie," Ren Shaoyang suddenly said. "I just admitted to all the blood debts, which makes me very unhappy. Since I'm unhappy, I'm going to go to your sects and make myself feel better."

"What a thief!"

"What did you say?"

"Damn it, this guy dares to threaten us?"

Shanxi Yan suddenly shouted, "You scoundrel! Since you admit to all your crimes, why don't you put down the 'Dragon-Capturing Divine Sword' and surrender!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, as if he had already guessed that the other party would say this, and said loudly, "In the end, isn't it all about capturing the dragon? If that's the case, what are you still waiting there for?"

"on!"

"Arrest him!"

"Grab that little girl first, so he'll be hesitant to act!"

"Choke!"

As soon as the swords were drawn, more than a dozen people leaped up and charged towards Ren Shaoyang.

At the same time, everyone on the roof jumped down and rushed straight towards "Broken Blade" and "One-Sword Immortal".

Ren Shaoyang said, "Let's finish this quickly."

Hongxiu nodded: "Okay."

Ding'an roared, "To be slaughtered like a pig?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly: "Let's slaughter them like pigs!" With a flick of his sleeve, the sword blade shot out.

A wisp of white smoke drifted across the sword, eventually condensing into a layer of frost.

That wasn't all. A white, misty dust drifted by, and the sword slowly vanished, transforming into a blurry ball of white light. The long street was filled with an intense chill, and the surroundings were eerie.

Ren Shaoyang's move combines "Sword Cold," "Sword Shadow," and "Sword Leopard" into one, resulting in extreme speed. The sword is described as "Escape to the Darkness."

However, it is one of the three sword techniques that Ren Jianshen integrated, deconstructed, and innovated upon from the "Kunlun Thirteen Swords".

These three sword techniques are called: "Heavenly Sword Collapses the Mountain", "Earthly Sword Escapes the Netherworld", and "Human Sword Flows Like a Wine Cup".

Taken together, this constitutes Ren Jianshen's own swordsmanship at the level of "admired by all".

The Kunlun Three Elements Sword! (We must not let the Three Great Swords steal the spotlight!)

Ren Shaoyang, shrouded in white mist, his cold sword gleaming amidst the thick fog, suddenly appeared before the crowd. With a flick of his wrist, sword light dazzled, and the sound of sword wind was desolate!

With a soft "hissing" sound, before the dozen or so people could even jump down, their limbs flew off and shattered into a pile on the ground.

With a clanging and a crashing sound, it turned out that the shattered corpses had frozen into ice blocks, and the blood had turned into slush, spreading red across the long street.

Whoops!

Minced flesh and blood splattered all over the crowd. Terrified, they cried out in unison and jumped back.

Suddenly, the sky turned red!
The torrential rain on the entire street turned into blood rain.

Everyone looked on in utter shock.

A streak of lightning, winding and twisting like a fiery serpent, streaked across the sky, reflecting the sharp gleam of the curved blade and illuminating the dark shadow of the woman in red sleeves standing proudly on the eaves.

The exquisitely beautiful curved sword in his hand was dazzlingly bright as the thunder roared overhead.

At her feet, a dozen or so people wearing straw hats melted into liquid and slowly flowed down to the ground with the heavy rain.

Just then, two swordsmen, emboldened, swung their steel blades at her.

With a loud clang, four sparks flew.

A wooden arm covered in scales stretched out to block, then without bending, it twisted its wrist and punched the two men squarely in the chest.

He slammed the two swordsmen to the ground, sending them flying. They landed right in the middle of the crowd.

The crowd scrambled to retreat, but he was still knocked to the ground and slid two or three zhang away in the mud, knocking dozens of people who came after him off balance, weapons flying everywhere, screaming and falling to the ground.

Surprisingly, everyone was forced to retreat after being hit.

The two swordsmen stood motionless, their backs ramrod straight, like two clay statues, but their faces were burning red as if about to burst, making them look extremely strange.

Tap tap tap~
Ding An twisted his prosthetic arm and coldly looked at the crowd. "Hiss!" White steam rose from the prosthetic arm, obscuring his face as it appeared and disappeared: "Behind the cripple and the little beggar, there is Ding An protecting them."

Ren Shaoyang and Hongxiu both burst into laughter.

This is a view of the long street from above.

Two figures, one in black and one in white, stood back to back, facing the crowd of heroes filling the street.

On the rooftop, a woman in a red dress, embroidered with the words "Candle Flower Red," stood by the eaves, giving a cold smile.

"After today, Kou can go wherever I want, and so can I!"

(End of this chapter)