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

Chapter 188 Night Tour of Dongting Lake
Just as Lang Fanyun, with the naked Gang Leader's wife in one hand and wielding the world-renowned Fuyu Sword in the other, smashed through the roof and soared into the sky, speeding away.

Feng Han on the stage also took the opportunity to escape. Although he was seriously injured and limped, he was still as fast as the wind in order to save his life.

Feng Han weaved through the crowd, using the bodies as cover, and disappeared in a few moments.

"Ouch~!"

Hongxiu slapped Ren Shaoyang's large hand away, puffing out her cheeks in dissatisfaction: "You cripple, you won't let me see your butt, but you're the one staring at it with your eyes darting around?!"

"Buttocks?" Ding'an's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked around. "Where are they?"

Looking at him, Ren Shaoyang couldn't help but recall the classmate from his previous life in college who would sneak into the dorm in his underwear looking for porn, and a smile crept across his face.

"Ouch!" Ding An cried out in pain and retreated desperately.

The little beggar suddenly grabbed his ear, gritting his teeth: "Fine! You stinking broken hand, you still dare to ask questions!"

Ding'an flailed his arms wildly, crying out, "Ouch, it hurts! It's going to fall off!"

"Do you still want to peek?"

Ding'an covered her ear with one hand and said aggrievedly, "What did I see?"

Hongxiu retorted irritably, "Butt!"

Ding'an's eyes widened, and he asked, "Where is that?"

"Up in the sky!"

Ding An suddenly fell silent: "Are you afraid to pull the cripple's ear, so you're taking your anger out on me?"

"Noisy!"

"Hahaha!" Ren Shaoyang couldn't help but laugh out loud at Ding An's miserable state.

"Hmm~?" Ren Hongxiu turned her head fiercely, "The show's over, aren't you leaving?"

Shao Yang immediately covered his mouth, nodded, and followed.

The three boarded the donkey cart. The moon was high in the west, and the night sky was clear. Since the play was not yet finished, it was still early.

Looking at the yamen runners who arrived late and seemed quite relaxed.

Ding An looked shy and rubbed his ear, saying, "Crippled man, where are we going so early?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly and said, "How about taking a stroll around Dongting Lake?"

"Hey! This is great!" Ding'an patted his belly and said, "I've had some inspiration lately, and I can use the elegance of Dongting Lake to gain some insights."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "A severed hand? What inspiration have you had this time?"

Ding An laughed and said, "When we went to the border to kill wild boars, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Besides the lightness and heaviness, speed and slowness of the knife strokes, I vaguely grasped the threshold of the 'hardness and softness' knife strokes."

Ren Shaoyang flicked the reins, and the donkey cart slowly started moving. He pondered for a moment, then said, "The strong are like fire, and you have already reached the extreme of dominance. If you want to obtain the gentle, do you want to transform from fire to water?"

"You're so clever, you cripple!" Ding'an praised him as he played cat's cradle with the little beggar.

Ren Shaoyang looked at the wide avenue ahead, with a constant stream of citizens on both sides, and casually said, "Changing course is not an easy thing, especially when things don't go smoothly."

"Hehe, don't worry," Ding'an chuckled. "Boiling water is still water!"

Squeak!

The donkey cart stopped.

Shao Yang and Hong Xiu looked at Ding An.

Ding An said with a bitter face, "Did I...did I say something wrong?"

Ren Shaoyang pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, I was just thinking, among the three of us, am I the dumbest one?" He paused, then pointed to himself, "I'm the dumbest one."

Neither Ding'an nor Hongxiu spoke, clearly distrusting Shao Yang's self-deprecating manner.

The donkey cart started running again.

The little beggar suddenly laughed: "Crippled man, you're going to Dongting Lake, are you thinking of fishing?"

Ren Shaoyang said leisurely, "We'll be shipping big shipments at night!"

The little beggar pouted and muttered, "When was it ever that I was the one who helped you catch the fish last, and you stunned it with the Dragon Capture?"

"Shut up!" Ren Shaoyang said sternly, "How dare you, you brat, disturb my Daoist resolve?"

At this moment, the donkey cart had already driven out of Yuezhou City and into a forest.

Right next to it is the tranquil Dongting Lake.

The moonlight brushed across the water's surface, like a wisp of white feather drifting down after a waterbird has flown across, without disturbing a single ripple.

The lake surface is like a huge piece of glass, absorbing the moonlight and then rippling out from its deepest part, shimmering and reflecting with the breeze.

Hongxiu had already leaped onto the roof of the car, sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, looked up at the moon, and looked down at the lake, seemingly mesmerized.

Suddenly, a tiger's roar came, startling a flock of sleeping water birds, which all took flight in a flurry.

A fat tiger suddenly appeared out of nowhere, gave the white donkey a fawning smile like a lackey, and then crept up to the donkey cart.

"Big Meow~!" Hongxiu called out helplessly.

"Aww?" Fat Tiger tilted its head. Red Sleeve leaped down, grabbed its neck, and her eyes suddenly dimmed.

My sister came online, her face expressionless, and said, "If you run off again next time, I'll castrate you and teach you a lesson you won't be able to use this stinky thing!"

Big Meow: (≧ω≦*)
"Little sister, don't swear!" Ding'an shouted, "You scared the big fat cat so much it peed its pants!"

The little sister smiled sweetly: "Okay, Brother Ding'an."

With a change of expression, the little beggar pinched his nose with a look of disgust, and then punched Fatty Tiger twice more, making him howl in pain.

After she vented her anger, she suddenly saw Shao Yang driving by, smiling as if something happy had happened. So she asked, "Crippled man, why are you so happy? Tell me."

Ren Shaoyang rolled his eyes at her and said, "We're going to meet a swordsman whose talent and charisma are unparalleled and whose style is unmatched throughout history."

Hongxiu thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped her hands: "That man carrying a naked woman?"

Ren Shaoyang reached out and gave her a flick on the forehead. Hongxiu, sitting on the tiger's back, skillfully ducked her head and escaped the attack. She stuck out her tongue slightly and laughed with her hands on her hips.

"Wow!"

Ding'an stuck his head out of the carriage, stuffed a few sesame cakes into the little beggar's hand, and asked, "Crippled man, you speak very highly of this senior." As he spoke, he also handed him a sesame cake.

Ren Shaoyang turned the sesame seed cake around and laughed, "There are many outstanding masters in this martial arts world, enough to be called earth-shattering. But compared to the one we are going to meet, they are still slightly inferior in talent and style."

"What was that person's name?" Ding'an asked, then blushed slightly and added, "The one the little beggar mentioned who carried a naked woman away."

When the little beggar got food, he ate quickly and fiercely, while listening intently to their conversation.

She finished her sesame seed cake in a few bites, and when she saw Ren Shaoyang turning the sesame seed cake, she blinked and stared at him.

Just like a cat.

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, handed it to her casually, and then said to Ding An, "His name is Lang Fanyun, 'Overturning Rain Sword' Lang Fanyun."

"Hehe, good cripple!" Hongxiu chuckled and accepted it without ceremony.

"The Rain-Covering Sword," Ding An murmured. "A fine name, 'Waves Overturning Clouds.'"

"Only by reaching the pinnacle of emotion can one reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship. This man took the eight-hundred-mile-long Dongting Lake as his teacher, and his swordsmanship reached a state of divine perfection," Ren Shaoyang said leisurely. "Isn't that amazing?"

"A sword technique you figured out on your own?" Ding'an's eyes widened, and he turned to look at Hongxiu. "Isn't that just like that little beggar?"

Hongxiu ate the sesame seed cake in two bites, then clapped her hands and said, "Such a powerful person, how could he be so disheveled?"

"In this life, glory is always temporary, only misery is eternal," Ren Shaoyang said with a smile, his hands tucked into his sleeves. "It's like some people whose underwear is torn, but they still have to look glamorous on the outside."

Ding An's expression changed, and he tugged at his pants.

Hongxiu pouted and said, "That person's swordsmanship is so amazing that he was forced into this situation. Obviously, there must be internal conflicts."

Ren Shaoyang laughed, "Nothing can be hidden from you." He looked at the Angry Dragon Island, which was gradually engulfed in flames in the distance, and said calmly, "If there hadn't been rumors of discord, how would Chi Zunxin and Qian Luo have dared to take the opportunity to attack the Angry Dragon Gang?"

"Similarly, as a peerless swordsman who surpasses everyone else, if he hadn't sought external help to resolve internal conflicts, how could these people have possibly stormed into Angry Dragon Island?"

"Wow! After hearing what you said, this person is amazing!" Ding'an exclaimed. "Then isn't he the best in the world?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Not really, there are two other people who are just as good as him."

"who?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "One of them is named Yingyuan, and he's a monk. Oh, by the way, his father broke through the void."

Hongxiu straightened her slightly askew hair bun and said, "Then he must be very powerful."

Ding'an asked, "What about the other one?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "That person is named Pang Ban, the undisputed number one in the world, the strongest and most extravagant demon king in the entire world. Similarly, this demon king will inevitably have to fight Lang Fanyun in the future in order to shatter his power."

"Hahaha!" Ding An's eyes gleamed as he jumped out of the carriage, clutching his hip and laughing loudly. "This world is truly wonderful, and my greatsword is itching for a fight!"

Hongxiu was startled by his appearance and said, "Why are you making such a fuss? Go back inside!"

"Oh." Ding An quickly shrunk back into the carriage.

At that moment, a strong wind rose up, and the faint sound of ship horns could be heard in the distance.

Hongxiu looked at the small island engulfed in flames in the distance and said, "If we go there now, won't we be disrupting the whole situation?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Aren't we troublemakers wherever we go?"

"Ugh!" Hongxiu grimaced. "You're disgusting!"

Just then, the sound of hooves was heard, and a group of knights suddenly emerged from the woods ahead. They were all dressed in black and carrying various weapons. They looked dejected and as if they had been defeated.

Suddenly, two more black horses came galloping towards them, ridden by an old man with a cane and a young man holding a water-splitting dagger.

The two men were in a terrible state; the old man's robe was stained with a large patch of blood, while the young man was holding his severed right limb with his left hand. Both of them were deathly pale.

Ren Shaoyang glanced at them indifferently, then turned back to continue chatting and laughing with Hongxiu.

Just as the two groups passed each other, the old man with the cane suddenly sneered, "Damn it, I heard you praising Lang Fanyun from afar. You're really asking for trouble!"

As he spoke, he suddenly swung his crutch at him.

(End of this chapter)