Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 193 Three Heroes Slay the Dragon (Part 2)

Previously, when Gongye Qian introduced the power of the Green Dragon Gang, he specifically emphasized that this man surnamed Qiu was no less skilled in martial arts.

With all seven dragons making their move, Qiu Wanli took the lead, displaying exceptional agility. Jiang Mingzhe immediately realized that Gongye Qian had overestimated himself.

According to Gongye Qian's own account, he and Qiu Wanli fought several times, and it was difficult to determine who was better.

However, in Jiang Mingzhe's opinion, although Gongye Qian's palm technique was high, his lightness skill was only average. Qiu Wanli's palm technique was no less than Gongye Qian's, and coupled with his lightness skill which was far superior to his opponent's, the outcome of a fair fight between the two was predictable.

However, Jiang Mingzhe was naturally not afraid of the opponent's superior lightness skill. Not to mention the supreme skill of Lingbo Chuiyun, even the single skill of Snake Walking and Crane Flying was no less than Qiu Wanli's.

Jiang Mingzhe moved swiftly, rushing forward like lightning, and silently struck out with his palm.

Seeing that his palm technique was soft, Qiu Wanli was delighted and thought to himself: Judging from his challenge just now, his internal strength is obviously very high. It's a pity that he is young and inexperienced. He probably thought that he would use soft and gentle techniques like the Cotton Palm to fight because he saw that there were many of us. Little did he know that my Iron Palm is extremely strong and fierce, and can best restrain soft and gentle palm techniques!
In the blink of an eye, he unleashed his full power, and with a resounding "whoosh," his palm struck Jiang Mingzhe's hand with incredible speed.

Just as their palms were about to touch, Jiang Mingzhe's originally open fingers suddenly closed, and his shoulder instantly shrugged. In an instant, he transformed from the Crimson Whisperless Palm into the Toad Devouring Heaven Fist!
Don't underestimate the seemingly small change from palm to fist; it is actually the true brilliance of the Five Elements Battle Immortal Fist created by the Starry Sky Immortal, and it can be described as infinitely mysterious.

The Crimson Flame Silent Palm is a cunning and vicious technique. It is swift and silent, making it an extremely powerful move. The moment he clenched his fist, the old yin gave rise to the young yang, and all the power stored in his body burst forth. When it touched the opponent's palm, the young yang had become the old yang, and the incomparably thick Northern Darkness True Qi surged out without reservation!

With a loud bang, Qiu Wanli felt a sudden loss of sensation from his palm to his chest. He watched helplessly as his entire arm swung to the side, and judging from the bizarre angle at which his arm was bent, his wrist and elbow bones were clearly broken.

Qiu Wanli was terrified. He never expected that his all-out attack would be crushed by someone else's sharp edge!
But as expected of his experience, he immediately realized that his opponent's punch was also unrestrained. Although he had lost, his opponent would have to be stunned for a moment before he could recover.

He immediately emptied his body, storing no strength whatsoever, allowing the opponent's fist force to ravage his body, intending to take advantage of the opponent's rebound to fly backward, and at least take out the spiritual medicine on his body to heal his internal injuries and swallow it to save his life.

However, in the instant he was thrown backward, Qiu Wanli clearly saw Jiang Mingzhe smile, a smile as cold as ice. His fist, which had already reached its limit, opened like a flower, turned into a palm, and silently extended another half foot forward, striking his heart with perfect precision.

The old yang gives rise to the young yin, and the Heaven-Swallowing Fist turns into the Silent Palm.

A refined and gentle palm strike entered his body, like a cold wind, blowing into Qiu Wanli's heart without any obstruction.

What kind of skill is this? In an instant, Qiu Wanli was completely bewildered, unable to understand how his opponent had the energy to change his moves.

The next moment, Qiu Wanli was sent flying backward, blood oozing from all seven orifices. Before he even hit the ground, he had already stopped breathing.

Iron Palm Dragon Fur Ten Thousand Miles, dead!
This person is the second-in-command among the Seven Dragons of the Yangtze River, and also the number one leader of the three inner halls and five outer halls of the Green Dragon Gang. He has extremely high prestige within the gang.

Such a great figure was killed by a single palm strike. The members of the Azure Dragon Gang were stunned, and for a moment, the vast headquarters was completely silent.

The silence was shattered by a piercing scream. A chubby boy, about ten years old, cried out, "Dad!" Tears streamed down his chubby face as he desperately pushed away those trying to stop him, trying to run forward.

"Stop Qiu's nephew!" Situ Hai shouted fiercely, his eyes bloodshot. "Brothers, join forces and avenge the second brother!"

They had rushed out together, but Qiu Wanli, with his superior lightness skill, took the lead and was killed in one move. Even though they were all ruthless characters who had tasted blood, they couldn't help but pause in their tracks.

But he quickly realized what was happening and roared as he charged forward again. Situ Hai's arms trembled, and two meteors, one high and one low, struck his face and the other his groin.

Jiang Mingzhe turned around, and a dazzling sword light appeared in his face. Without stopping, he turned again, like a fully wound-up saw-toothed top, both agile and fierce. He casually thrust a finger into the swordsman's right thigh.

His move was also a wonderful technique from the Battle Immortal Technique. He used the Silent Palm movement technique to turn around continuously, but his attack was a move from the Thousand Spider Poisons Hand.

The swordsman reacted extremely quickly, immediately springing his leg behind him and slashing back with his sword. At the same time, a knife and a cone struck out from the side, forcing Jiang Mingzhe back. The finger had only penetrated half an inch into the flesh before it was pulled out.

Taking advantage of his companions charging forward, the swordsman broke away from the battle and looked down. He saw that he was only slightly injured, so he didn't care. He let out a low groan and continued to wield his sword. However, after only two moves, he felt his wound become numb and itchy, and then it quickly spread. Most of his leg was unresponsive.

Jiang Mingzhe successively incorporated the venom of many centipedes, as well as the venom of the Manggu Toad, the Golden Snake, and the Flower Scorpion. He refined all of them with the Beiming Divine Art and could also turn them back into poison for use. However, he did not incorporate spider venom. Although he used the Thousand Spider Poison Hand, the venom contained on his fingers was centipede venom.

However, all poisons were the same at this moment. He had been keeping a close eye on the swordsman ever since he re-entered the fray. As soon as the swordsman staggered, he immediately sprang into action, drawing his iron fan with his left hand and sweeping it in all directions. With his right hand, he used the centipede claw technique to "lock the throat," snapping the swordsman's trachea and killing another man.

This swordsman, nicknamed "Turning Clouds and Dragon Shadow," possessed extremely superb swordsmanship. He was the leader of the Turning Clouds Hall, one of the five outer halls of the Azure Dragon Gang, and was stationed in Jiangzhou. He used the power of his hall to suppress the local gangs, and no one dared to disobey him. He was the youngest and most spirited of the Seven Dragons of the Yangtze River. Unexpectedly, he died in today's battle.

The remaining five roared in unison. "Old Dragon King" unleashed two streaks of cold light from his twin meteors, "White Wave Poison Dragon" drew his pair of water-splitting daggers with rapid thrusts and retractions, the daggers gleaming faintly with blue light, clearly poisoned. "Panjiang Dragon" wielded a nine-section whip as thick as a child's arm, stirring up layers of vicious winds. "Iron Spine Dragon" wielded a short but heavy wave-breaking cone, swinging it with wide, sweeping motions. "Whale-Swallowing Dragon" wielded his broadsword, which transformed into a cloud of black mist, his moves extremely treacherous, desperately trying to surround Jiang Mingzhe.

Jiang Mingzhe crossed his right hand with his fan, spreading it out to protect himself and then attacking the enemy. He stepped out with light, undulating steps, his figure moving so fast that he almost turned into seven or eight shadows. The five people attacked like madmen, but how could they surround him?
After several rounds of fighting, a scream suddenly came from the battle group next to them, and several people cried out in grief and indignation: "Brother Li! Second Brother Li!"

Then Kumārajīva laughed triumphantly: "Esteemed benefactors, even this humble monk's Flaming Blade technique is beyond his ability to withstand. How dare he call it the Overlord Mountain Blade?"

Seeing that Jiang Mingzhe and Kumārajīva had already achieved their goals, Murong Fu became impatient. He thought to himself that the most powerful members of the Green Dragon Gang were the Seven Dragons of the Yangtze River, and my brother was one of them. The Four Swords of Runzhou were even inferior to the Seven Dragons. If I fought for a long time without success, wouldn't I be showing my weakness?
Just as he was about to use the Star Shift technique, he suddenly heard Situ Hai shout, "Master An, take the brothers and take those women as hostages!"

Then a loud voice responded, and it was a huge hunchback—

This hunchback was no shorter than Jiang Mingzhe, with his forearms exposed and as thick as an average person's thigh. The weapon he held was a small, dark boat with a hilt as sharp as a knife, weighing at least several dozen kilograms! If he weren't hunchbacked, he would probably be at least 2.1 or 2.2 meters tall if he stood up straight.

The hunchbacked man raised his iron boat and led dozens of his gang's best men out, when suddenly Kumārajīva shouted, "Hunchbacked man, do you still recognize this humble monk?"

(End of this chapter)