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

Chapter 164 Kill His Mother's Gutter World

"Look, a cripple!"

In the deserted tavern, Hongxiu munched on an apple, holding a page of a wanted poster, and complained as she ate, "It doesn't look like it at all!"

Ren Shaoyang, with an apple in his mouth, took a look and couldn't help but stare in astonishment: "What the hell?!"

Ding Anyi stretched out his hand to catch the falling apple and leaned closer to take a look.

On the wanted poster in Ren Shaoyang's hand was a picture of a thug with a round face and pockmarks, whose three-white eyes were staring menacingly ahead.

Ding An looked at the portrait from left to right, up to down, with a strange expression. He stuffed the apple back into Shao Yang's mouth and said, "Why are there pockmarks on the portrait?"

The young beggar showed off his and Ding'an's arrest warrants, saying helplessly, "We have those too!"

Ding An looked at the three figures drawn in a grotesque and hideous manner, scratched his head, and turned to ask, "Crippled man, why did they draw us like this?"

Ren Shaoyang, biting into an apple, shrugged and said matter-of-factly, "They think we should have pockmarks."

"feel?"

“That’s right,” Ren Shaoyang said with a grin. “If a country bumpkin from the north is running rampant in the Central Plains, shouldn’t he have a pockmarked face and an ugly appearance?”

"What bad luck!" Ding An glanced at his portrait again. The person in the portrait had a leopard's head and bulging eyes, and a face full of fleshy muscles. He was nothing like Ding An himself, who was handsome and dashing. Instead, he looked like Zhong Kui reincarnated.

Ding An slammed his fist on the table, indignantly shouting, "Damn it! I, Ding An, am known as the 'Number One Handsome Man of Lianfeng,' and I've been painted like this? The government painters are so unruly!"

"Yeah, yeah! You drew me this ugly too? Thumbs down, thumbs down!"

The little beggar was also indignant. Having experienced three different worlds, Sister Hongxiu had always been loved by everyone and admired by all. She had never been treated like this before.
Ren Shaoyang chuckled and picked up the wine pot to refill it, but as he lifted it, he realized it was empty. He then called out loudly, "Waiter, bring me some wine!"

The shouts echoed through the tavern, but not a single person appeared.

"Stop shouting." Hongxiu came back with a thud, carrying a pot of wine. "After we came in, the shop owner and the waiter all ran away."

"Hey!" Ding'an poured wine for the two of them. "We don't eat people, why are we running away?"

The little beggar chuckled: "They might not be running away, but calling for help?"

Just then, Ding An suddenly felt a strong wind rise behind him, and with a backhand swift movement, he caught both throwing knives in his hand.

Looking back, I saw two people standing in the distance.

Seeing the skillful technique, the man immediately threw two more daggers, which flew in arcs to the left and right, aiming straight for Ding An's kidneys.

Ding An frowned, spun his prosthetic hand, and unleashed a burst of crimson fire energy, causing two throwing knives to shoot out with a series of "bangs".

With a "crack," the two flying knives shattered, followed by two cries of "Ah!"

A large hole was torn in the chest of the two men, and the throwing knife came out through their chests. They bounced up like springs and fell to the ground like broken dolls.

"Let's go." Ren Shaoyang stood up. "To Wudang!"

Not long after they left, a dozen or so riders caught up. One of them dismounted, examined the wounds of the two dead men, and exclaimed in a low voice, "They are the Two Devils of Minshan!"

The burly man at the head of the group said solemnly, "Such strength! He actually shattered the chest."

He looked at the crowd and said, "Brothers, when we make our move, don't hold back. Make sure to hit that donkey first, and then run!"

"I know, brother!"

A dozen or so men spurred their horses on and quickly caught up with the donkey cart.

"Prepare!"

A buzzing sound was heard, and the crowd pulled out pairs of meteor hammers connected by ropes. As they spun them around, they suddenly struck the donkey's legs.

These people worked together seamlessly, and the timing was perfect.

But just then, a loud "roar" of a tiger was heard!
Suddenly, a huge wave crashed down from the ground, and a striped tiger, accompanied by a foul stench, pounced out of the nearby woods!

The leader yelled, "Holy crap, where did this tiger come from?"

The tiger pounced, leaped, and slashed, its blood-red maw devouring the riders. Screams filled the air, and the neighing of horses echoed continuously. In just a few breaths, all of the dozen or so riders were killed by the tiger.

The tiger, enraged, roared incessantly towards the sky.

Just then, a sweet voice came from the donkey cart bouncing along in front: "Big Meow, stop yelling!"

The tiger stopped abruptly with a screech. The dog looked around furtively, and finding only meadows all around with no one in sight, it proudly trotted after it.

The donkey cart rumbled on and off, and in just two hours, a city came into view.

Ren Shaoyang saw that there were more than a hundred riders standing at the city gate, and the other strategic locations were all guarded.

Without pausing, he shouted in a deep voice, "Sever the hand, speed up!"

"Alright!" Ding An stretched his prosthetic arm out of the window and suddenly unleashed a burst of fire energy. With a loud "boom," a burst of flames shot out, and amidst the billowing white steam, the white donkey brayed loudly and transformed into a blood-red carriage, galloping wildly towards the city!

In an instant, they rushed into the open space at the city gate.

As they were hurrying along, they suddenly saw hundreds of people emerge from the bushes on both sides. They were all holding black iron pipes and spraying black kerosene directly at the donkey cart.

At this moment, the hundred or so riders in front of the formation suddenly dispersed to both sides, and a hundred or so archers drew their bows to the fullest extent, the arrows glowing with fire, yet they did not release them.

In the very center stood a long-bearded old man who roared at Ren Shaoyang, "Three villains, today is the day you die!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the bowstring twanged, and the rocket shot through the air.

At this time, a southeast wind was blowing. Using oil and arrows, the fire was fueled by the wind and raged down, aiming to burn the three of them to death outside the city.

Just then, Ding An suddenly shouted, and a burst of fire erupted from the back of the donkey cart, sending out a huge, explosive fireball.

The blood-red donkey cart sped wildly, its roar obscuring the scenery on both sides, leaving only a streak of fire visible.

The long-bearded old man was stunned. He had originally thought that this formation would burn the three of them to death here, so he dispersed his hundred riders to both sides.

But who knew that the donkey cart was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had already passed through the fire and was now right in front of him!

Oh shit!

Me and the three villains were fighting each other?

Before the old man could react, a small hand suddenly reached out from inside the donkey cart and smashed him and his horse into a bloody pulp.

The white-clad man driving the carriage shouted, "Kill!" As he spoke, he raised his divine sword, displaying an even more domineering aura.

Suddenly, the blue light extended more than ten feet, and as the blood-red donkey cart swayed back and forth, it was like a streak of fire, splitting the formation in two and reaching the rear of the formation.

With a loud crack, the hundred or so cavalrymen and archers present were cut in two before they could react, their blood flowing freely, and the scene descended into chaos.

Chaos erupted at the city gate, resembling a slaughterhouse. The soldiers in the woods were terrified and fled in all directions.

A blood-red shadow suddenly darted out of the donkey cart, its body merging into the wind, its shadow growing fainter and fainter until it finally vanished into the forest like a ghost.

Suddenly, with a loud crash, blood filled the sky, dimming the surrounding firelight. Countless figures, like kites, were tossed up more than ten feet into the air before crashing down heavily.

Only a few breaths later, the screams in the forest ceased.

A blood-red figure, knife in hand, slowly emerged from the dense forest. A chilling murderous aura emanated from his round face. He leaped onto the donkey cart in a few quick steps.

Ding'an looked around at the raging fires that continued unabated, with tattered flags, broken spears, dead horses, and mangled corpses everywhere. Many bodies floated in pools of blood, and swords, spears, and arrows were scattered all around.

When he turned to look at the great city, dozens of soldiers on the city wall were terrified and fled in panic, shouting and even throwing down their swords, spears, and helmets, tearing off their clothes as they ran.

They were clearly terrified of being killed, and their morale was completely gone.

Ding An shook his head and said, "These soldiers are only good at bullying ordinary people. They're not even as good as the bandits at Dishui Cliff! They're as useless as piglets. They dare to harm us. They really have a lot of nerve!"

As Ren Shaoyang got out of the car and walked towards the gate, the Divine Sword Dragon Capture slowly spiraled out.

"We are at odds with the entire martial arts world and even the whole world. We must not be soft-hearted along the way."

Hongxiu sneered, "Kill him!"

Ding An nodded and shouted, "Kill that damned bastard!"

With a loud "boom," the gate was shattered by the ten-zhang-long divine sword.

The donkey cart started moving and went straight into the city.

The people inside the city had long heard the continuous shouts of battle. When they saw the donkey cart breaking through the city walls, they were all terrified and scattered to avoid it, their cries of alarm echoing through the air.

The three remained unmoved by the reactions of the people along the way. Although their ferocity had been aroused, they knew their grievances had a source and their debts had a culprit. Their enemies included powerful sects, various organizations, petty officials overseas, and even the Zhu family imperial family.

In any case, the three villains would not harm the poor.

This is the bottom line.

As the donkey cart entered the city, Hongxiu climbed onto the roof, scanned the curious or frightened onlookers, and shouted, pressing her hand to her waist, "We are the 'Three Fiends of the Northern Frontier'! The prefect of this place tried to harm us, but we have now been executed!"

"If you have any grievances today, you may come to me!" Hongxiu pointed to herself with her thumb, raised her small face, and said proudly, "This heroine is a master at solving cases; wherever my gaze falls, evil has nowhere to hide!"

At this point, Hongxiu flipped herself into the carriage, and the donkey cart continued on its way, stopping at an inn.

The three got out of the carriage. Ren Shaoyang tossed a silver ingot to the trembling waiter and ordered, "Feed the donkey hay, good hay, or it will kick you!"

After receiving the silver, the waiter was filled with fear and anxiety, and hurriedly led the donkey cart to the back of the inn.

(End of this chapter)