Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 158 Bloodstained Tiger Head Mountain

Tang Long and the Corpse Driver each harbor their own ulterior motives, both wanting to bring down the Jiang family and then teach the other a lesson.

Just then, a commotion arose from the mountain village.

The Corpse-Transporting King asked, "What's happening outside?"

Tang Long wasn't sure either, as Tiger Head Mountain rarely had visitors. He simply shouted, "What's going on? What's all the noise about? Get in here and explain yourself!"

The words fell.

An elderly man with white hair and beard, carrying a blood-stained broadsword, walked in. He was probably over seventy years old...

The old man was none other than the Sword King. His moves were wide and powerful, and in narrow, dimly lit places, he could easily injure his own men. So, he was the vanguard and charged ahead. When the bandits of Tiger Head Mountain saw an old man climbing the mountain in the dark, carrying a knife, they assumed he was a hunter or something. As soon as they went up to see what was going on, they were beheaded.

He slung the broadsword over his shoulder, adjusted his breathing, and recovered his strength. He smiled and said, "You're Tang Long?"

Tang Long was a little confused, but he could tell that the old man was here to cause trouble. He grinned and said, "Old man, you'd better give me something that satisfies me, or you'll be reporting to the King of Hell early tonight."

The Sword King squinted and chuckled, "We already know about your collusion with the Ninth Steward, and we also know that you sent a band of thieves to rob the Jiang family on their wedding night. Your sister, who was used as a pawn, is being held captive in the woodshed. Oh, she was too disobedient; I accidentally chopped off her arm..."

Tang Long's head was spinning, and the alcohol was taking effect. He said, word by word, "You cut off my sister's arm, you're asking for death!"

He jerked up from the chair, reached out and grabbed the sword hanging on the wall. The sword flashed coldly as it was drawn, and with a whoosh, the tip of the sword emitted a hint of killing intent as it stabbed towards the throat of the Sword King!

Moving clouds and flowing water!

No action is superfluous.

Bang!

Sparks fly!

The Sword King may be old, but that doesn't mean he's useless. With his broadsword blocked at his throat, he roared, gripped it with both hands, and swept the blade out horizontally!

Tang Long dodged the attack, tilting his head and looking at him with a sinister gaze, his face full of arrogance. He said, "My sister has been protected since she was a child. Although she came to this mountain stronghold with me, it was just to deceive people. How dare you cut off her arm! You old bastard, I will cut off your hands and feet, turn you into a human stump, and stick you on this Tiger Head Mountain to be burned as a sky lantern!"

The Sword King roared, his sword flashing as he lunged forward: "Your sword is too soft, it's not powerful enough!"

The two clashed. Tang Long, being young and strong, possessed martial arts skills far superior to Feng Yu Lei Dian and had extensive experience in fighting others. He gradually gained the upper hand and began to dominate Dao Wang!

Just then, a figure darted in from outside the door!
Tang Long was secretly surprised: It wasn't just the old man alone?

The sword light was swift and cunning, aiming for Tang Long's heart, groin, ribs, and eyes—it was all aimed at killing him…

Upon recognizing the person, he blurted out, "Master Jiang, in-law!"

The one who drew the sword was none other than Master Jiang. In his hand was not the sword he used as a cane, but the precious sword he had when he was a constable. It was exceptionally sharp, and even after decades, it was still brand new and gleaming!

Master Jiang sneered and said, "Tang Long, what a grand scheme you have! Not only did you greedily steal my gold, but you also caused the death of my son. You and your sister must die! Don't say she was just a fraud. She enjoyed even a single penny of the money you obtained through evil deeds. She deserves to die!"

The Sword King and Master Jiang attacked with their swords simultaneously, their blades flashing and their movements as swift as lightning!

The air was filled with clanging and banging sounds. Tang Long immediately felt immense pressure. In a daze, he was struck on the arm by a sword, and blood spurted out. Ignoring the pain, he darted back into the main hall.

He looked at the seated Corpse Driver King and said, "Quickly join forces and take down these two old guys. The Jiang family's gold will be split 50/50!"

The Corpse-Driving King sat there wiping the grease from his lips with a cloth and laughed, "Fifty-fifty won't do, I want a 30/70 split, I get 70% and you get 30%..." Tang Long was furious: "Are you taking advantage of my misfortune?"

The Corpse-Transporting King simply crossed his arms and said, "This is much more profitable than looting during a fire. You'd better decide quickly, or you'll be hacked to death..."

Tang Long said grimly, "Do you think they'll let you go if I die?"

The Corpse Driver took out a bell from his sleeve and shook it gently. Immediately, seven or eight corpses dressed in Qing Dynasty official robes with yellow talismans pasted on their foreheads rushed out from the rooms on both sides of the main hall.

With a strange smile, he said, "Your men are afraid of death, but my corpses are not. They don't care how many knives they take, but these two old men will die if one of them grabs them."

Oh shit!

The mountain bandit king was robbed by a charlatan.

As Tang Long saw the Knife King and Master Jiang slowly approaching, cold sweat broke out on his back. He roared, "Alright, hurry up and make your move!"

"it is good!"

The Corpse Driver pulled out a talisman with his left hand, slammed it on the table, and vigorously rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger, producing white smoke. He then lit the talisman, and it immediately burst into flame.

The bell in his right hand jingled, and the eight corpses behind him trembled violently, leaping past Tang Longfei and rushing towards Master Jiang and the Knife King.

The two elderly people had only heard of such things but had never seen them before. They were shocked to see the corpse rushing towards them.

Slashing and thrusting!
puff!
The feeling of a sharp blade cutting into flesh is very strange, like slashing...

"Like splitting a piece of hard cured meat, right?"

The Corpse-Driving King sneered: "I've seen plenty of people like you with high martial arts skills. You are indeed very strong in one-on-one combat, but remember... two fists can't beat four hands. No matter how strong you are, you will be completely overwhelmed when there are many enemies! My corpses have been specially treated and are even tougher than cured meat. Are you already starting to feel the strain?"

Master Jiang and the Knife King exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly!

With a roar, the Sword King intercepted the corpses, but Master Jiang leaped out of the circle of corpses, his longsword pointing directly at the Corpse King!

Tang Long wouldn't let him have his way, so he drew his sword and charged out, engaging in another fierce battle...

The Corpse Driver watched the battle with a smile, hoping that all of these people would die, which would be the best outcome.

Just then, a large group of young men dressed in black rushed in through the main gate. They were carrying blood-stained broadswords and spread out to block the other exits of the hall.

A fat man carrying a lock hook walked in.

Immediately afterwards, another young man wearing a Western-style shirt and without a queue walked in.

The Corpse Driver frowned. With so many people, the situation seemed to be getting a bit complicated.

He stood up from the chair and ran backward toward a small door that led to the inner room. But it didn't matter; as long as he got to the roof from there, he could escape with his skills!
Li Xuan arrived late, mainly to arrange for people to block the entrances and exits of Hutou Mountain to prevent any from escaping.

As soon as he entered, he saw the Corpse Driver, who was indeed the one in the movie who had triggered the Jiang family's preserved corpse!
Seeing the Corpse-Driving King trying to escape, Li Xuan took out his purplish-red gourd, gently tapped its surface, and with a whoosh, a large number of sharp blades shot out, scattering like a rain of pear blossoms...

Puff puff!
The Corpse Driver felt as if he had been struck more than a dozen times on his back and legs. He cried out and fell to the ground, the pain washing over him like a tidal wave...

Tang Long was shocked. What kind of hidden weapon was this? It could actually spew out so many blades at once!
He saw that the Corpse Driver's back and legs were covered with long, sharp blades, making him look like a hedgehog, with blood flowing incessantly. His heart trembled, and his hand slowed down slightly. Master Jiang seized this fleeting opportunity, and his long sword came from the side, severing Tang Long's sword-wielding hand. As blood spurted out, the sword flew high into the air and landed on the ground...

(End of this chapter)