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

Chapter 340 Blood Hand Slaying the Dragon

Ouyang Du is the current leader of the Blood River Sect.

He was also the leader of the restoration.

Now in his prime, his "Blood River Divine Palm" is renowned throughout the world.

Of course, his most famous battle was more than a decade later, before the story of Blood River began.

The sixteen major sects of the martial arts world trained twenty elite young masters, imparting them all their divine skills. They were known as the "Twenty Divine Dragons of Putuo," and sought an opportunity to ambush Ouyang Du.

At that time, when Ouyang Du was attacked, he was already injured, yet he still managed to spare the lives of the Twenty Divine Dragons of Putuo. This feat rivaled that of Yan Kuangtu back in the day.

However, the Twenty Dragons did not repent and launched another sneak attack after Ouyang let them go, finally causing them to die from their injuries.

However, he still managed to kill four of the Twenty Divine Dragons and seriously injure sixteen others. Later, the Valley Master of Forget-Worry Valley took the opportunity to control the minds of the remaining sixteen, and they all died in the battle of Forget-Worry Forest.

However, even the most eccentric martial artist at the time, the "Orphan of the Martial World" Ren Kuang, was knocked unconscious as soon as he fought them, which shows how strong these twenty dragon gods were.

Oh, right.

Ouyang Du's true disciple was named Wei Beihui, a man who could fight the nearly immortal old man Xiao Qiushui to a standstill for a thousand moves.

It can be said that since the disappearance of the Power Gang and the Yangtze River Waterway, the most outstanding sect in the world is the Blood River Sect.

Ren Shaoyang was also very interested in this powerful figure, and said with a smile, "The wine cup is too small, how about using a jar?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Ouyang Du's face. His brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed, and he said, "Ah, very good, extremely interesting!" He slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "Bring the wine!"

The waiter quickly brought over two jars of wine and placed them on the table.

Ren Shaoyang and Ouyang Duju clinked their glasses, then tilted their heads back and gulped down the wine.

"it is good!"

Ouyang was quite surprised that Ren Jianshen, who looked like a noble young master, could drink so heartily. He laughed and said, "Ren Jianshen is indeed a generous man!"

Ren Shaoyang put down the wine jar, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, smiled, picked up his chopsticks to eat, drank the strong liquor, and then ate heartily.

Ouyang Du looked at it, slightly taken aback, then took another big gulp and started eating as well.

After eating and drinking for a while, Ren Shaoyang shook his head and laughed, "Brother Ouyang, you're not at ease, not carefree."

Ouyang Du snorted and said, "The world is like a melting pot. In this chaotic world, who dares to be carefree?"

“Us!” Ren Shaoyang pointed to himself with his thumb, then to the little beggar and his friends, “Look!”

Ouyang Du turned his head and saw that Hongxiu and Ding'an were talking to Ma Jingzhong again, while the three Tang Clan members were lying on the ground.

Just then, Hongxiu suddenly stood up and beckoned Ding'an and Ma Jingzhong to also get up and go downstairs together!
Ouyang Du was stunned.

The young man on the other side asked, "Why didn't the Red-Sleeved Heroine and the Sword Emperor kill him?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "The Power Gang used Ma Jingzhong's wife and children to coerce us, so they drugged us, but he only used a sleeping potion."

The young man said earnestly, "They should still be killed!"

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "The Power Gang is inhuman, but we are human."

The young man stubbornly declared, "To me, anyone who dares to betray us deserves to die!"

Ren Shaoyang asked, "What's your name?"

The young man said, "Cao Dabei."

Ren Shaoyang nodded and smiled, "Young man, at your age, I have the same thoughts as you."

Cao Dabe said, "Ren Jianshen, have you softened your heart now?"

“It’s not that I’m soft-hearted.” Ren Shaoyang raised the wine jar, tilted his head back and took a sip. “It’s that we have our own reasons, which are based on our own beliefs, and we are unrestrained and flexible.”

"The reason why Hongxiu and Ding'an went to Ma Jingzhong's house together to solve the problem of the Power Gang is this."

"I still think it's too fussy and inconvenient," Cao Dabe insisted. "It's not straightforward!"

Ouyang Du laughed and said, "So, what is the reason behind Ren Jianshen's actions?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Just do as you please."

Ouyang Du paused for a moment, then sighed, "I see."

Ren Shaoyang said, “Brother Ouyang, if you understand what it is, you can ride the thunder to the heavens and change at will. If you don’t understand, you can practice for a lifetime and still not reach the level of the Dao. You will always be wandering in the same circle.”

Cao Dabe asked curiously, "Sword God Ren, what is a circle?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "I can't say, I can't say. If I say it out loud, it's my reasoning, not yours."

Cao Dabe lowered his head, resentful: "Hmph, fine, don't tell me then! I don't want to hear it anyway!"

Ren Shaoyang glanced at him, feeling neither sadness nor joy.

This man, of humble origins and naturally eccentric, followed the deaths of Ouyang Du and Wei Beihui, and the subsequent annihilation of the Blood River Sect. He, under the name "Netherworld Blood Slave," slaughtered the innocent, only to be caught in a web of murderous intent and ultimately meet his end. Ouyang Du shook his head and said, "The realm of Dao that Sword God Ren speaks of is like the bright sun in the sky, like blood covering the entire body—omnipresent, allowing everything to unfold naturally." As he spoke, he raised his wine jar in a toast, saying, "Today, thanks to Brother Ren's words, Ouyang has avoided ten years of detours. Thank you!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Drink, drink!" He took a breath and drank the wine in the jar dry.

Hearing that even his revered sect leader spoke highly of him, Cao Dabei was greatly alarmed. He hurriedly tried to recall their conversation, but Ren Shaoyang's words were obscure, and how could he possibly understand them in such a short time?
He rested his chin on his hand, deep in thought, his brow furrowed.

"How was the drink?" Ouyang Du asked with a smile.

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "You're in great shape!"

How about going out for a walk?

"Come!"

The two immediately got up and walked straight out the door. They didn't use their lightness skills, but just walked slowly, like old men taking a leisurely stroll after a meal.

When they reached a dense forest, Ouyang Ducai stopped and turned to look at Ren Shaoyang: "Sword God Ren, the reason I came here is because I noticed Zhu Datianwang's provocation and came accordingly."

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly and said, "He is the chief of the Yangtze River Waterway and the Yellow River Thirty-Six Branch Villages, so naturally he sees you as a thorn in his side. Similarly, I am also a thorn in his side. If the two thorns collide and both are injured, it would be perfect for him."

Ouyang Du laughed and said, "It seems that Brother Ren is very confident."

Ren Shaoyang said, "They're just a bunch of worthless bastards. Once this matter is settled, I'll head north and deal with them."

"If I don't die today, I will definitely come to my aid!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Hey, Brother Ouyang, what are you talking about? I've always preferred to win people over with virtue and have a compassionate heart."

Ouyang Du looked the white-robed man up and down, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Brother Ren, how could you say such shameless things?"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled and said, "I've said what's on my mind." He paused, then continued, "How about we make a bet?"

"How do you gamble? What are the stakes?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "I'll limit it to one hundred moves. If I can't beat you within one hundred moves, I'll admit that the Blood Donkey Cart is inferior to the Blood River Cart!"

Ouyang Du raised an eyebrow and laughed, "How arrogant! What if I lose?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Please, Sect Leader Ouyang, be generous and send 100,000 shi of grain to relieve Commander Yue's urgent need!"

"Oh!"

Ouyang Du was greatly surprised, "Brother Ren, you're actually planning this for the Northern Expedition?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "That's right! I've already sent people to transport a batch of grain, but the consumption is huge now, so I have no choice but to come and take advantage of Brother Ouyang."

Ouyang Duzhen sincerely said, "The Yue Family Army's attack on Bianjing has avenged the great humiliation that has lasted for thirty years in China! How can I stand idly by?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said, "Brother Ren, win or lose, I accept this 100,000 shi of grain!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "I, Ren, would like to express my gratitude to Sect Leader Ouyang on behalf of Commander Yue."

"Eh~!"

Ouyang Du waved his hand and said, "Don't rush to thank me. Witty talk is not a skill. Only after we fight can we understand the truth."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Alright, since you won't just talk, let's get physical."

"That's exactly what I wanted!"

Ouyang Du shouted, flicked his sleeve, and struck the large tree beside him. With a "crack," the heavy tree trunk flew out, accompanied by a fierce and powerful gust of wind.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Excellent palm technique!"

Without moving his body, his left hand, shrouded in black energy, pressed against the tree trunk with a slight force.

With a "squeak," the tree trunk was snapped in two by a claw!
Ouyang Du looked at Ren Shaoyang's black left hand and the piece of wood in it, his eyes lit up: "Such domineering internal strength, truly living up to its reputation."

Ren Shaoyang raised his hand and glanced at the cross-section of the broken wood in his hand. One side was smooth as a mirror, while the other was twisted and shattered. He chuckled and said, "Brother Ouyang, were you using the 'Blood River Divine Palm' just now?"

Ouyang Du crossed his arms over his chest, his hands gleaming with blood, and proudly declared, "Indeed!"

It turns out that when Ouyang Du swung his sleeve to break the tree, he did not use a slashing technique, but rather struck it with his palm.

Despite the palm covering it, the force and power were so fierce and magnificent that it produced the effect of being chopped by a knife and axe. The broken tree flew horizontally, with a smooth cut, and not a single piece of wood was thrown out.

Such fierce palm strikes are truly breathtaking.

Similarly, Ouyang Du was also quite wary of Ren Shaoyang.

Without any external force, this person casually snapped off the flying tree trunk.

This move, in terms of strength, technique, and eyesight, has reached its pinnacle, as effortlessly as if it were a casually picked flower petal.

Ouyang Du composed himself and asked with a smile, "May I ask what the name of this 'Black Hand' technique is?"

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "Black-level Pagoda."
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P.S.: I'll still be updating at noon.

(End of this chapter)