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

Chapter 317 An Eye for an Eye (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
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Ren Shaoyang walked slowly with his hands hanging down at his sides.

Before him lay a pile of rubble, on which Wanyan Jue lay, barely breathing.

This once-unparalleled expert from the Jin Kingdom was now almost a pile of rotten flesh, completely unrecognizable from his former majestic presence.

Wanyan Jue opened his eyes, forcing a cold smile, and said, "If you hadn't relied on your divine weapon to break my protective aura, you would have been dead without a burial place if I had used 'Sole Supremacy'!"

As soon as he spoke, he coughed incessantly, and blood gushed down his body like a stream, soaking a large area of ​​gravel.

“I know your ‘Perfect Domination’ is very powerful, and I also know that ‘Supreme Ruler’ is extremely strong.”

Ren Shaoyang stopped in front of him, looking down at him with a smile. "So, I won't give you a chance. Even if I play along with you," he paused, "it'll just be like setting up sword threads around you beforehand, and then ending it all with one sword strike."

Blood tears streamed down Wanyan Juehu's face. He let out two low, bitter laughs, took a deep breath, but the blood in his chest surged even faster, and he coughed up blood.

Suddenly, he realized something, looked up, and asked sharply, "Is this your sword the 'Divine Sword' Dragon Capture?"

"Ok?"

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow: "How did you know?"

"Hahaha! So that's how it is!" Wanyan Jue stared at him and burst into laughter. "So you're the 'White-Clad Sword God' who made that fleeting glimpse of Sweet Mountain back then!"

"Oh ho, you actually know about the Battle of Sweet Mountain?"

"Of course I know!" Wanyan Jue gasped for breath. "Back then, you appeared out of nowhere, beheading Cai Jing with a single sword strike, and then went to Tianshan to make Yuan Shisanxian flee in a sorry state. How could the nobles of both the Song and Jin dynasties not pay attention to such a ruthless person?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "That's great. After I kill you, I'll go and kill Wanyan Gou. That way, I won't be unworthy of the name 'villain'."

"Wanyan Gou?" Wanyan Jue was taken aback, then realized, "You mean Zhao Gou?"

"OK."

"Hahaha! Interesting!" Wanyan Jue laughed loudly, then shook his head and said, "Ren Shaoyang, no matter how high your martial arts are, you are still made of flesh and blood, and you will eventually die. You have already stirred up a huge mess by killing me." As he said this, a vicious look appeared in his eyes, and he laughed loudly, "After killing Zhao Gou, there will be no place for you to stand in the world. Let's see how you die!"

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "Have you finished saying your last words?"

Wanyan Jue chuckled twice, his breath weakening slightly, his face growing increasingly ashen. He glanced at Ren Shaoyang and said calmly, "Boy, come on! You can take my head!"

"it is good!"

Ren Shaoyang nodded and waved his hand casually.
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Brush brush!
Three figures landed.

Looking at the girl standing quietly deep in the forest, Baili Hanting sneered, "Little bitch, why aren't you running away anymore?"

A woman in red, her blood-stained clothes fluttering, chuckled lightly, "This young lady is looking for your grave."

"Hahahaha!"

Upon hearing her words, the three-time champions burst into laughter.

They laughed heartily, as if no one had made them laugh like that in a long time.

Because they were the three-time champions of the northern frontier, three famous old monsters.

Their lightness skills were unparalleled in the world, and they once joined forces to fight Yan Kuangtu. Although they were no match for this number one madman in history, they were injured but not killed.

Because their lightness skill was so exceptional, even when they were injured, Yan Kuangtu couldn't catch up with them. It could be said that, in terms of lightness skill alone, even Yan Kuangtu and Li Chenzhou were inferior to them.

This is also why they are so proud!
Qianli Gumei Cang'ao Jun snorted coldly and cursed, "You little whore, see how your grandma deals with you!"

Despite being scolded, Hongxiu said with an unchanged smile, "Very well, Ding'an and Shaoyang have finished their business, so it's time for me to start the feast."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Upon hearing this, Qianli Gumei's silver eyebrows almost met, and she raised her cane and charged straight at him!

But at that moment, a shout rang out from the vast plains: "Watch out!"

Qianli Gumei's expression changed slightly. Suddenly, she felt a bloody wind pressing down on her from behind. She quickly thrust her cane out with her other hand and heard a tiger's roar like thunder.

In the instant she was distracted, Hongxiu's figure blurred.

Canglang!

A flash of red light appeared, then vanished in an instant.

Silence fell over the surroundings, and both Baili Hanting and Wanli Pingyuan were stunned, wondering what had happened.

They turned to look and saw the girl riding a striped tiger, who had somehow leaped onto a large tree. Her eyes shone brightly, like two cold stars.

The tiger kept licking its paws, clearly indicating that it was injured.

Baili Hanting paused, suddenly remembering the tiger's roar he had just heard. In an instant, it dawned on him: "That's it! It was this tiger that attacked Senior Sister. Wait, what happened to Senior Sister?"

A gentle breeze swept through the woods.

With a clang, the head of the cane fell to the ground.

The two turned around and saw that half of the iron crutch was still held in Qianli Gumei's hand. She looked somewhat bewildered, looked down at the crutch, and then looked at Baili Hanting and Wanli Plain. Suddenly, she felt that the scenery in front of her was moving diagonally.

Suddenly, from her neck to her side, half of Qianli Gumei's body slid down, and blood gushed out from her waist.

"Senior sister!"

"Junior sister!"

Both Baili Hanting and Wanli Pingyuan were greatly shocked and retreated. They never dreamed that there was such a master in the Central Plains!
Even more terrifying, they saw that the moment Qianli Gumei's mutilated corpse fell to the ground, it had already turned into two pieces of withered bones!

Where is her blood?
Where is her flesh?

How could there be such vicious and terrifying kung fu!

Baili Hanting and Wanli Pingyuan looked up at the trees.

Hongxiu stuck out her tongue and gently licked the blade of the demonic sword like a cat. Her tongue was blood red, her face was snow-white, and her pair of crimson eyes emitted a faint light.

The two men's hearts skipped a beat. They exchanged a glance and then leaped down the mountain to escape.

They hadn't used their full strength earlier, but now, in their panicked retreat, they revealed their true power—it was truly a fleeting spectacle.

In an instant, he traveled more than ten zhang away. His speed and reaction were unparalleled, making him the best light-footed martial artist in the world.

"Not enough~" A soft murmur suddenly rang in their ears, sending chills down the spines of Baili Hanting and Wanli Pingyuan.

Beside the two fleeing figures, Hongxiu appeared silently, like a ghost.

What shocked them even more was that the girl wasn't chasing after them headfirst; instead, she was flying backwards, her eyes looking at them with a half-smile!

At such high speed, this woman actually flew backwards and caught up with us!

"Ah! You're not human!"

Baili Hanting shouted loudly, raising both palms and slapping Hongxiu's chest and abdomen.

Wanli Pingyuan was originally a little boy with pigtails. He pulled out a paper sword from somewhere, flicked it in the wind, and stabbed at the little beggar like a shooting star.

The speed and coordination between these two were almost unparalleled.

Hongxiu chuckled, "I'm really good at picking blood food." With a flick of her delicate hand, the demonic blade was drawn.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang!"

The blade flashed like a rainbow, like smoke and mist, and the sounds of it clashing with the iron palm and paper sword were as dense as popping beans.

Hongxiu flew backwards, wielding her long sword with incredible speed, the only sound being the clanging of blades and the scattering of sparks. As her swordplay intensified, one could clearly feel the trajectory of the air currents stirred up by the opponent's energy after each strike.

The sparks generated by the three's frenzied battle illuminated the dense forest as bright as day.

"Faster, faster, faster!"

The Red-Sleeved Demon Blade moved with lightning speed, its red blade flashing in the night, its divine light shifting and changing, sometimes yin, sometimes yang. Its body moved swiftly and unpredictably, as if it were a god, and it kept shouting.

"Why are you so slow? Why are you so slow? Have you two been eating for free all these years?!"

"Ah~!" Baili Hanting felt a chill on his left chest, followed by a sharp pain in his thigh. He saw that the flesh of the wounds was rolled up, like a big mouth, twitching slightly, and blood gushed out, slowly staining his clothes red.

Baili Hanting shouted, "Senior brother, kill him!"

"it is good!"

Despite his youthful appearance, Wanli Pingyuan's voice was incredibly aged. Startled, his two long braids burst open and danced in the wind.

"You killed my junior sister and injured my junior brother, you will pay the price!"

"Heh, good luck."

Hongxiu suddenly laughed, and the sound of her laughter startled the weary birds around her into flight.

His figure suddenly turned back, and with a single leap, he landed on Baili Hanting's head. With a casual slap, the old man was instantly slammed into the ground, his arms and legs flying everywhere, turning him into a human stump.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the "Red Candle Flower" sword flashed, its crimson light like a blood-red mist, engulfing the cold white paper swords on the vast plain.

With a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," the paper sword exploded into a pile of fragments.

Wanli Pingyuan's eyes widened in horror, and his body, like a weightless phantom, fled once more.

But the bright red blade light followed him like a shadow, and with each swift stroke, blood splattered outwards, landing on Hongxiu's blood-stained clothes and on the path the two had taken.

It truly was "blood-red in the wind"!
At this moment, the night was as dark as ink, the moon shrouded in silver gauze, and a hazy twilight rose over the earth, floating deep in the dense forest, making the bloodshed seem extremely ethereal.

Suddenly, a long scream rang out from the blood mist, and a figure staggered out.

But then, on the vast plain, he fell with a thud under a large tree. His long hair was scattered and fell down. A knife cut from his brow to his chin. Not only were his eyeballs ruptured, but a large gash appeared at the corner of his mouth. Even his ear was cut off, hanging by his cheek like an earring.

"Senior, where are you going?"

A woman in red sleeves, laughing and chatting, strolled out from under the blood-red moonlight, her hands adorned with red candle flames.

The blade, gleaming like ice crystals, was even brighter than before. Drops of blood dripped from the tip of the blade, forming a line on the ground.

On this vast plain, several patches of flesh had been removed from his body, revealing stark white bones, making him look utterly gruesome.

Just then, Ren Shaoyang said, "Hongxiu, finish him off with one strike. We should go back."

Hongxiu laughed and said, "Are you done?" She glanced to the side and saw Ren Shaoyang holding a severed head in his hand, looking relaxed.

The beggar raised an eyebrow: "Really fast!" He then stabbed at the target with his knife.

The vast plains cried out in alarm and swayed backward.

Hongxiu chuckled, drew a circle with the blade, and his five fingers fell to the ground in unison. Lightning stabbed again.

Pfft!

Wanli Pingyuan felt a chill in his chest, stared blankly at Hongxiu, his eyes revealing great disbelief and fear.

She turned to look at Ren Shaoyang, and when she saw the severed head in his hand, her eyes widened in shock.

"You, you dare to kill the Supreme Lord of the Palace?"

At that moment, a bugle sounded, and the guards on the mountainside, hearing the sound, shouted and rushed up the mountain.

Ren Shaoyang didn't even look at him, picked up the severed head, and turned to leave.

Hongxiu chuckled, flicked her wrist, and with a snap, the vast plain was torn in two, flying several feet away like a kite with a broken string.

The beggar sheathed his sword and quickly caught up with Shao Yang.

"Is everything finished in Ding'an too?"

"I heard him fire the cannon, so I should wait down the mountain."

"Yes, that move of his was indeed brutal!"

"Besides the unpleasant name. By the way, little beggar, you don't even know the vast plains, so why did you use such force?"

"Because I knew he wanted to torture and kill me, I gave him a taste of his own medicine!"

"Well done!"

(End of this chapter)