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

Chapter 345 A Mighty Force in Yangshuo (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Inside Yangshuo city.

Countless江湖子 (jianghu zi, meaning people from the martial arts world) flocked to the area.

They crowded into teahouses, taverns, inns, and shady stalls.

Wherever there are people, you're bound to see江湖人士 (jianghu figures) carrying guns and clubs.

These people were excited and spoke crudely. After drinking a lot of horse urine, the alcohol took effect, and they couldn't keep their mouths shut.

"Have you heard? The fighting in the west of the city is fierce, and it has even alarmed Master Liang."

"Claws?" a man with a Sichuan accent asked. "Master Liang is in Guangdong, yet he's come all the way here?"

"Is it still caused by 'One-Knife Immortal'?"

"The 'Linglong Sword Sect' in Guilin was wiped out overnight. I heard they had already defected to the Power Gang and were captured by One-Knife Immortal."

“Nonsense,” laughed a drunken, bearded man. “It wasn’t Miss Hongxiu who caught them! They were clearly caught because they were trying to grab the token, and that’s when they slipped up. Uh, they slipped up!”

"Damn it, you're so drunk you can't even tell the difference between a chicken's foot and a horse's foot, and you're still spouting nonsense."

"You know what, the girl in red sleeves was swaggering around town with the 'Order of Heroes of the World' in her hand." Someone gave a thumbs up. "That's really extravagant."

"Hmph!" someone scoffed. "Bullshit! This little girl is so arrogant, be careful Li Chenzhou comes over and punches her to death."

"Shut up, you motherfucker!"

Upon hearing the name "Li Chenzhou," everyone shuddered and slapped the man in turn.

"Damn it, you don't want to live, but I do!"

Someone whispered a reminder: "Don't mention that person's name again."

"That's right! The Power Clique slaughters entire families and sects, using any means necessary." The speaker trembled. "Don't you want to live?"

The man who had been joking earlier nodded and huddled up in a ball.

After a long while, they continued, "Miss Hongxiu's flamboyant behavior, along with Li Daohuang's killing of many of the Power Gang's henchmen, is commendable, but it's also a bit of a slap in the face to the martial arts world of Guangdong and Guangxi."

"Don't worry, as I just said, Hero Liang Dou is coming." Someone laughed.

"Ha, Liang Dou, the one who 'swallows the crimson clouds'!"

"That's right, he's a one-of-a-kind hero!"

A murmur of approval rippled through the crowd, and suddenly someone asked, "Hey? Isn't Master Qu going to say anything?"

The Master Qu Han they were referring to was actually named Qu Hanshan.

This man is the master of the Guangxi martial arts sect, nicknamed "The Mighty One in Yangshuo". In fact, he is not only the mighty one in Yangshuo, but also the mighty one in Guangxi, and can even be said to be the mighty one in the martial arts world.

Qu Hanshan is widely recognized as the number one martial artist in Guangxi, possessing unparalleled swordsmanship that surpasses even the Seven Great Swordsmen of the martial arts world. Furthermore, his calm, experienced, fair, and just character has earned him a reputation throughout the land, making him a martial arts master admired by all.

In the martial arts world of Guangdong and Guangxi, if one were to say that he could rival Qu Hanshan in reputation, martial arts skills, and strength.

Perhaps only Liang Dou from Guangdong, whose "breathtaking beauty rivals the Danxia landforms"!
Everyone's eyes lit up immediately when they heard the name "Qu Hanshan".

Someone laughed and said, "These days, Master Qu has been hosting a banquet at 'Yigong Pavilion.' If I'm not mistaken, he should be inviting Miss Hongxiu and Emperor Li Dao soon."

"Excellent, excellent!" someone chuckled softly. "If Master Qu, Master Liang, and the Three Fiends join forces to wipe out the power factions in the martial arts world of Guangdong and Guangxi, then our world will be at peace!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Everyone's eyes lit up at this thought, and they were momentarily mesmerized.

The sky was clear and blue, without a single cloud, the distant mountains were shrouded in mist, and a gentle breeze brought warmth.

Hongxiu, holding a panda cub in one arm and pressing the "Red Candle Flower" with the other, walked proudly down the street with the "Order of Heroes of the World" hanging around her neck.

Behind her, Ding'an followed closely, carrying a large basket of fruit.

"Little beggar, slow down!" Ding'an shouted.

Hongxiu snorted: "Broken Hand, you've studied the 'Book of Forgetfulness' for so long, how come you still haven't learned 'terrain' and how to use Qimen Dunjia to change the terrain and move around?"

Ding An was a little embarrassed. He patted his stomach and chuckled, "My talent for light footwork is terrible!"

"You still have the nerve to be so self-righteous?" The little beggar was furious. "After all these days, all you've learned is the 'Fire Extension' technique for controlling fire, and that's only because your fire power has reached an extremely high level, resulting in the effect of applying knowledge to other techniques."

Hongxiu grew angrier as she spoke, and stepped forward to elbow him hard, causing Ding'an to scream in agony.

The young beggar, exasperated, said, "If you encounter a highly skilled opponent in the martial world, won't you still suffer a setback?"

Ding An rubbed his kidneys and said in a muffled voice, "Little beggar, I've already grasped some of the essence of 'romanticism.' Give me some more time, and I'm sure I'll be able to figure out something good!"

"Is he a womanizer?"

For the first time, Hongxiu frowned deeply and murmured, "Gathering wind within the body, it excels in both offense and defense, and is free and unpredictable."

She looked at Ding An and finally praised him.

"Not bad! With the wind and fire working in harmony, both internally and externally, you've really figured something out."

Ding An chuckled and said, "I've chosen a name, 'Feng Huo Jia Ren' (Family of Wind and Fire)."

"Why are you getting involved with the I Ching?"

“Master Xi always said that we should study the Book of Changes,” Ding’an said earnestly. “I copied it twice a day, and after a while, I really started to have some ideas.”

Hongxiu raised an eyebrow, muttering nonsensical things like "good luck" and "God is so fair, giving you luck but not brains."

Ding'an didn't take it to heart, and followed along with a smile, carrying the fruit. Suddenly, he asked, "Little beggar, why do you insist on carrying the panda cub?"

He turned his head and looked around, noticing that many people were staring at him. Assuming they were all there to see the pandas, he shrugged, unconcerned.

Hongxiu curled her lips into a smile, patted her chest, and proclaimed loudly, "I wield a spirit beast on my left, a demonic blade on my right, a precious token on my chest, and heroic spirit hidden in my heart. I will kill anyone who stands in my way, and I will slay even the Buddha if he gets in my way!"

Ding An smacked her lips and said, "You're not a 'heroine in red sleeves,' you're clearly a female demon!"

Hongxiu frowned and raised the panda cub, ready to swing it at him.

As the two were laughing and joking, the little beggar suddenly felt a sense of unease and became alert.

The long street was bustling with people, noisy and chaotic, but she was "moved" by the will of the body. She heard and saw everything, and she noticed every step, every movement of clothes, and every change in appearance.

Just then, a knife seller came towards us, carrying a load on his shoulder pole. He was short and stocky, over thirty years old, and looked rustic. On the left side of his load was a bamboo basket, and on the right side were several knives tied together.

Just as he walked through the crowd and approached.

Suddenly, the panda cub let out a soft "yelp".

Hongxiu glanced at it in surprise, then smiled and said, "I haven't spoiled you for nothing!"

At the same time, as the man carrying the money passed the two, he suddenly shifted his body to the side, his carrying pole swinging horizontally as if he couldn't stand up, and thrust it straight at Hongxiu's chest.

This sudden, yet opportunistic, strike aimed directly at the little beggar's chest token.

Furthermore, you should take the opportunity to pierce straight through the panda cub, and also her chest!

Hongxiu glanced at him, then slightly turned to the side, using her shoulder to protect the panda cub.

The carrying pole brushed past my shoulder with a clang, like the sound of metal.

The man was taken aback by this turn of events, but he still managed to flick his right-hand cleaver, slashing it like a shooting star.

With a casual flick of her right hand, a gentle, crimson breeze swept by.

It was as if Guanyin were sprinkling water from a branch, and the carrying pole would instantly shatter into pieces, causing the person to lower their head and fall forward.

"Snapped!"

Ding'an placed his large hand on his chest and said warmly, "Oh, long time no see, what's gotten into you?" As he spoke, he helped him to sit down on the side of the street and said with a smile, "It's normal to feel dizzy, go to sleep, go to sleep!"

Just then, a hurried shout came from afar: "Thief! Thief!"

Then a skinny, ugly young man, carrying a cloth bag, came running frantically.

Behind him followed a middle-aged man dressed as a merchant, who looked like a round ball.

The chase between the two caused a commotion in the crowd, with many people panicking and trying to dodge.

Just then, the sound of wheels was heard, and a man pushing a cart, seemingly startled, suddenly turned and crashed straight into Hongxiu.

The skinny young man looked flustered and ran towards Ding'an. Two burly men rushed out from the side and pounced on him, as if to pin him down.

"Help! Help! Catch the thief!"

The fat, ball-like merchant, panting heavily, stopped, clutching his back, too exhausted to run any further.

He looked at Ding'an and said angrily, "Young man, why won't you help me catch the thief?"

Ding'an was somewhat dazed and said, "Those two brothers have already left!" The merchant snorted coldly, "People's hearts are no longer what they used to be." He raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

suddenly!

Three cold stars flew out from his sleeve.

These three cold stars, upon reaching midway, suddenly exploded into hundreds of fine needles, shooting away!

Where to shoot?
A direct shot towards Ding'an!

The three pursuers, two chasing and one fleeing, also stopped and turned around.

The skinny young man reached into the bundle, but instead of finding any gold or silver jewelry, he pulled out a handful of white powder and hurled it at the crowd.

Limestone Martial Saint!

The other two men, one on the left and one on the right, one drawing a short stick and the other brandishing a short knife, fiercely chopped down at the back of Ding'an's head.

These people attacked almost simultaneously, in the blink of an eye.

Ding'an was then plunged into a desperate situation.

Without a doubt, this was a meticulously planned killing trap. Even an ordinary expert, with ten lives, would perish here in one fell swoop.

Screams erupted, and pedestrians on the road fled in terror.

Ding An, however, remained calm and took a deep breath.

"hiss……"

For a moment, the group felt a blur before their eyes, as if they saw a wisp of fire-like vapor appear at the corner of his mouth, its sheen still visible through his skin.

But this daze only lasted for a moment.

Ding An swallowed the "fire" abruptly, letting it pass through his throat and chest before settling into his stomach.

A bright streak of fire pierced through the skin.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his prosthetic hand, and with a series of "click-clack" sounds, the steel hand transformed into a huge, dark one.

barrel!

It is important to understand that the official stance is the basis of justice.

Equivalence is truth!
Ding An raised his right arm, took a step back with his right foot, stood in a bow stance, his clothes fluttering, and roared: "Take a shot from your grandpa Ding An!"

"boom!"

The muzzle suddenly turned red, and the fire surged.

And so it happened amidst that earth-shattering roar.

A white ring of energy dissipated from the cannon muzzle, and the soaring flames transformed into a large fireball, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, shooting away with unimaginable force.

In an instant, the four were blasted into a bloody mess, which was scattered across the long street.

Whether it was a knife, a stick, lime, or a fine needle, it all turned into a pool along with the human body, making it impossible to distinguish between flesh and blood or metal.

Immediately afterwards, the air howled like boiling water, and the fire spread out like a magnificent carpet from the foot of Ding'an, turning flesh and blood into charred remains.

At the same time, it also set fire to the car that was rushing towards Hongxiu.

Then the person pushing the cart shouted and raised the burning cart with both hands, smashing it at her.

Hongxiu gently stroked the frightened panda cub with her left hand, while her right hand flicked the panda cub repeatedly with her five fingers, producing a series of "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sounds.

The sharp finger strike landed on the cart, causing a series of cracking sounds. The cart shattered, splinters flew everywhere, and the person pushing the cart trembled like a leaf.

His body was covered in dense wood chips, riddled with holes, and he was beyond dead.

The little beggar's eyes darted around, and he made a sweeping motion with his right hand.

Canglang!

The demonic sword "Candle Flower Red" was drawn.

Amidst the distant cries of "Murder!" from passersby, she whistled, took a step, and waved her hand, each step resulting in a head being severed!

In an instant, the men in black hiding in the river shuddered and split into two.

A flash of blood.

The mother and daughter, who were trying to dodge in terror, had their heads thrown three feet into the air. Their hands, which were loosened behind their backs, were actually holding several steel nails.

With a twist of her slender waist, she lightly touched the ground with her feet, half gliding and half flying. In a few leaps and bounds, several more people fell to the ground.

Blood gushed from her neck, indicating that she had severed her head as she passed by.

Just then, the two men spurred their horses and galloped away, shouting in alarm; they were clearly terrified.

Ding Anyi swung his hand horizontally, unleashing divine power, instantly knocking down both the man and the horse. The two men's heads hit the ground, and their brains splattered out, killing them instantly.

At that moment, on the streets of Yangshuo, Ding'an and Hongxiu strode forward, killing countless people. They had only run a few dozen feet when they had already killed over a hundred people, leaving rivers of blood and piles of corpses.

The martial arts practitioners watching from afar were all astonished. Seeing the man and woman running like the wind and killing people as easily as pulling up weeds, they were all trembling with fear, and a fear they had never felt before welled up in their hearts.

Damn it, I was just saying that the three villains were easier to talk to than the Power Gang.

Looking at this hellish scene now, the One-Sword Immortal and the Sword Emperor not only take lives but also destroy bodies, just like ghosts and gods from the underworld!
In contrast, the Power Clique merely committed massacres and exterminations.

He's a really good citizen!

Just then, the screams suddenly stopped.

Then came a whistle, followed by the sound of wheels getting closer and closer. Hongxiu and Ding'an jumped into the carriage and ran straight out of the city!

The江湖子 (jianghu zi, a term referring to people who have been out of the loop or on the roadside) on both sides of the road, upon seeing this, all panicked and scattered to the sides.

Their ambitions vanished completely; they felt that peace was a blessing and simplicity was true happiness.

Just don't run into the "Three Fiends of the North"!
Just as the donkey cart sped out of the city, a rider came up behind it on horseback, raising his hand and shouting: "Red-sleeved Heroine! Emperor Li Dao! Please stop!"

It seemed as if they heard someone calling them.

The blood-red donkey cart slowly came to a stop, and Hongxiu and Ding'an poked their heads out from the sides of the cart, staring indifferently at the newcomers.

Although the newcomer was as brave as a tiger, he was terrified of these two fierce men, and became as frightened as a snake or a rat.

He felt that there were not two people in front of him, but two Rakshasa demons beneath layers of blood mist!

By the time he realized what was happening, the horse was only about two zhang away from the carriage. He cried out in surprise and almost fell off the horse.

Hongxiu shook her head helplessly and softly said, "Stop."

"Yu Yu Yu~!"

As if it truly understood, the galloping horse stopped behind the carriage.

The man was still in shock and it took him a long time to recover before he jumped off his horse, cupped his fists towards Hongxiu, and said, "Greetings, Heroine Hongxiu, and greetings, Emperor Li Dao!"

Hongxiu asked, "Why are you stopping me?"

The man became even more respectful, bowing even more deeply, and said loudly, "Miss Hongxiu, I am here on my master's orders to deliver invitations to you two."

"invitation?"

Hongxiu and Ding'an said in unison.

Without saying much, the man took out two bright red invitation cards from his satchel and respectfully presented them to Hongxiu.

The little beggar took it, opened it, and saw several lines of text written on it. The characters were neat, fluent, and very elegant.

Hongxiu respectfully requests:

I have long admired Qu Hanshan of Yangshuo and long yearned to visit him.

Beside the Yigong Pavilion, overlooking the river and enjoying the scenic views, the scenery is serene and beautiful. We have prepared light tea, swept the path, and cooked snow, and cordially await your arrival.

On the day of the full moon at the hour of You (5-7 PM), I humbly request your presence for a meeting.

How fortunate we are!

Qu Hanshan bows deeply and pays his respects.

Hongxiu turned her head and saw that Ding'an's invitations were all very similar, with flattery on them that made him beam with joy.

She raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly: "The one who commands respect in Yangshuo, Qu Hanshan?"

(End of this chapter)