Becoming an immortal from a canal worker

Chapter 95 Chaos (Seeking first subscription!)

Before Prefect Qian's entourage had even disappeared at the end of the official road, the White Gang had already made their move.

Yan Hai was the first to stand up, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He strode towards Chen Ping, his long staff hanging low, the tip scraping the ground with a soft rustling sound.

Li Yuan landed in front of him.

The two exchanged glances, needing no further words. Li Yuan slowly drew his sword, its blade flashing a cold light in the gray-white winter sky. His starting stance was the Vast Ocean Sword Technique. Yan Hai narrowed his eyes, holding his long staff horizontally in front of him.

Knives and sticks clashed.

boom.

The air around them surged, and the two men each took a half step back before closing in again, their blades and staffs clashing amidst a dense, rain-like sound.

On the other side, Huang Ci, the leader of the Dahe Gang, sighed slightly, stood up, and looked at Lü Cheng.

Lu Cheng shook his head and said, "Why bother? We're old acquaintances."

Huang Ci nodded, drew his long sword, and said, "Then I must once again experience Master Lü's One-Line Blade."

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Before he finished speaking, Lü Cheng had already moved. He was incredibly fast, his footsteps were silent, and with one step, a flash of light appeared.

As soon as the two leaders made their move, the gang members and managers below were thrown into chaos. The red-flower sticks were all used, and the three gangs immediately clashed.

The riverbank was in complete chaos.

The sounds of fists and feet, the clash of weapons, angry shouts, and screams mingled together. The stench of blood spread through the air with the cold wind. Overturned chairs, overturned wooden tables, and shattered teacups littered the ground. The withered grass was trampled and crushed, and the muddy ground was quickly stained with dark red.

The thin mist on the river in the distance had not yet dissipated, and the gray-white water made the commotion seem particularly cold. The river wind blew across the water, carrying the smell of blood in all directions.

Chen Ping coldly observed all of this, his gaze settling on a Ming Jin manager from the White Gang.

Their eyes met, and the man immediately shouted, "Men, kill this Chen Ping!"

The surrounding gang members looked at Chen Ping, and remembering Wan Guihong's miserable state just now, their faces turned ashen, and they instinctively took a step back.

Manager Ming Jin stepped forward and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Whoever kills Chen Ping will be rewarded with a thousand pieces of gold!"

Chen Ping didn't speak, and took the Jingye sword from behind his back.

The next moment, his figure disappeared.

He reappeared in another part of the crowd; with a flash of light, a head fell to the ground.

Disappearance, reappearance, flash of a blade, a head falling to the ground.

Chen Ping thrived in this chaotic situation.

The Water Observation Technique and Divine Speed ​​were brought to their fullest potential on this chaotic battlefield. Chen Ping's every step landed silently, and every appearance was in the blind spot before the opponent could react. Jingye seemed to have its own will in his hands. The sword strikes were steady, unpretentious, and decisive. Every strike took a life.

The gang members kept shouting, "Where are they? Where did they go?" Their voices were filled with barely suppressed fear. Some turned their heads, some backed away, only to find that one by one, the people around them were gone, and one headless corpse after another lay on the ground.

Standing in the crowd, Manager Ming Jin watched Chen Ping walk towards them step by step, his body severing the heads of the gang members wherever he went. He involuntarily took a step back, only to find that there was no way to retreat behind him.

The next moment, his head hit the ground.

Xie Xiao turned his head and saw it, then immediately shouted angrily, "Manager Ming Jin, stay away from him!"

Yuan Shao of the Dahe Gang wielded his longsword, his eyes fixed on Chen Ping. Seeing Chen Ping kill Ming Jin like a dog, Yuan Shao was completely unsure of himself.

Among the three gangs, the Ming Jin gang has the most leaders, while the An Jin gang and the Dahe gang together only have four leaders. They don't have any killer moves that can kill in one blow. Although Rouge Tiger and Yellow Teeth are in a difficult situation, they are only at a disadvantage for a while when fighting two against one.

At this moment, Chen Ping, with his boundless killing power, appeared particularly terrifying.

Chen Ping had just beheaded a member of the White Gang with red flower sticks when his gaze swept across the entire area, memorizing the locations of all the members with red ribbons tied around their waists.

Shen Ji and Lu Bai faced off, locked in a stalemate. Shen Ji glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Chen Ping, wielding a large sword, closing in from afar. Panicked, he tried to break free, but Lu Bai suddenly grabbed Shen Ji's staff tightly with one hand, refusing to let go no matter how Shen Ji struck him. He grinned maliciously and said, "You're dead!"

The next moment, Lu Bai felt the long stick in his hand suddenly lose its strength. Looking closely, he saw that Shen Ji's head had already fallen.

He yelled, "Well done! Kill these white gang bastards!"

He immediately rushed out, found a white-robed man with a red flower stick, and shouted at the top of his lungs to Chen Ping, "Chen Ping, over here!"

Upon hearing this, a member of the Red Flower Gang from the nearby Dahe Gang was so frightened that he turned and ran away, but Chen Ping had already appeared. A few breaths later, the man's body fell to the ground.

At this moment, as Yuan Shao fought, his feet kept moving towards the edge of the arena. Shi Haobo, with sharp eyes, noticed this and immediately cursed angrily: "Yuan Shao, go kill Chen Ping! You're a hidden-force expert, what are you afraid of him for?!"

Seeing that he had been called out, Yuan Shao simply stopped pretending and sneered, "Ha, how much money have I made? Everyone knows the White Gang's ambitions. Once you gain power, do you think you'll let us go?"

He turned to Lu Chengye and said, "Manager Lu, take care. I want to live a few more years."

He then turned around and ran away.

Shi Haobo flew into a rage and shouted, "You've run away! That's against the code of the martial world, and no one will take you in!"

Yuan Shao laughed heartily, turned his head without looking back, and disappeared into the crowd.

Shi Haobo was so angry that he gasped for breath, his yellow teeth flashing with murderous intent, and he took three consecutive steps with his Cloud Piercing Leap.

He threw out the silver tokens with the technique of throwing hidden weapons. Shi Haobo was unable to dodge in time and could only protect his throat and other vital organs, but several silver tokens still pierced through his arm and waist.

After landing a successful attack, Huang Ya immediately broke free and created distance, continuously throwing out hidden weapons.

Ding Xian, who attacked alongside Shi Haobo, cursed under his breath and rushed in front of Shi Haobo, his long sword flashing as he blocked attacks one after another. However, Huang Ya had already taken the initiative, and as the distance between them widened, he continuously fired hidden weapons, suppressing the two of them.

Shi Haobo raised his head, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the silver skewers stuck in his body. He wanted to thank Ding Xian in front of him, but when he looked down the next moment, he saw that the wounds pierced by the silver skewers were emitting a foul stench.

"poison!"

Shi Haobo gritted his teeth, channeling his inner energy to suppress the poison, and looked up, saying, "Brother Ding, be careful, this silver token is poisoned!"

Ding Xian had no energy to reply and could only block the incoming projectiles one by one.

Xie Xiao turned around and shouted, "Shi Haobo, watch out behind you!"

Shi Haobo was a ruthless man. He reached out and ripped off the poisoned flesh and blood. Turning his head, he found Chen Ping right in front of him. His eyes were icy cold, and he slashed with his weapon. As the blade fell, Chen Ping in front of him slowly dissipated like a bubble.

In the blink of an eye, a stench assaulted the back of my head.

A pressure as vast as the ocean pressed down, momentarily disorienting him. By this time, Huang Ya's poison had already seeped into his body, obstructing his blood and qi. He had no time to mobilize his qi and qi. In his panic, he raised his weapon above his head, only to hear a piercing metallic sound as the weapon snapped in two.

The night suddenly cleaved down.

The power of the magical artifact was so great that it could cut through iron like mud. Combined with Chen Ping's own strength, the physical body of the Dark Force martial artist was useless at this moment. In an instant, Shi Haobo was directly split in two and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ding Xian was terrified and swung his sword at Chen Ping. Chen Ping, with only fighting spirit in his eyes and no panic, raised his broadsword to block it in front of him. The metal clashed, and he used the momentum to fly backward and disappear.

As soon as Shi Haobo died, Huang Ya immediately turned to Ding Xian, unleashing a series of powerful leaps and shooting out silver arrows. Ding Xian's longsword danced wildly as he barely managed to block them, but he was forced to retreat step by step, leaving him with no energy to attend to the events around him.

Seeing this, Xie Xiao glanced down and said, "Chen Ping's movement technique isn't invincible. Look behind him; there's an afterimage!"

Yellow Teeth, standing below, chuckled and said, "So what if you can see the afterimage?"

He casually shot out a silver arrow, killing a gang member who was trying to ambush him from behind.

Rouge Tiger's sword technique was like fire, explosive and powerful. Opposite him were Lu Chengye and Xie Xiao, both of whose weapons shimmered with a ghastly green hue, clearly poisoned.

However, with Shi Haobo dead, Ding Xian was completely suppressed by Huang Ya and couldn't control Huang Ya at all.

While suppressing Ding Xian, Huang Ya observed the battlefield and occasionally fired hidden weapons.

The constant barrage of projectiles made Lu Chengye and Xie Xiao extremely irritable, and the situation where they had the upper hand over Rouge Tiger quietly changed.

Lu Chengye cleaved through Rouge Tiger's knife and dodged Yellow Teeth's hidden weapon. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Ping moving around as if he were in an empty place, and he began to ponder whether he should fight to the death with the Green Robe Society for the sake of the White Gang.

Xie Xiao sensed Lu Chengye's movements slow down beside him, his eyes turning bloodshot, and shouted, "Old Lu, you'd better think this through. The Huamen Sect is right across the river!"

Lu Chengye's eyes narrowed as he looked up at the convoy of Prefect Qian in the distance. As the dust settled, he steadied himself, increased the strength in his hands, and fought with great effort.

Under Chen Ping's relentless killing, members of the White Gang and the Great River Gang either died or fled. At least dozens of people died at his hands. The Red Flower Stick of the White Gang was almost wiped out under his targeted attacks, and two Ming Jin managers were also killed tragically.

He stopped and looked around.

Someone shouted, "Monster! This guy's a monster! He's been fighting for so long and he's not even out of breath!"

Xie Xiao stared at Shi Haobo's body lying in the mud, his face ashen.

Ordinary methods won't be able to control this kid.

He took a deep breath, turned his head, and shouted, "Ghost Hand Zhang, make your move!"

The crowd parted to make way.

Ghost Hand Zhang walked out from inside, without a weapon, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his steps steady, each step on the muddy ground carrying a heavy weight.

The moment Lu Chengye and Rouge Tiger locked eyes, they both glanced in their direction. Lu Chengye paused slightly, then looked back at Rouge Tiger with a look that seemed to hold something more, whether it was relief or something else.

Ghost Hand Zhang's expression remained calm as he looked at Chen Ping. He spoke in a low voice, "A year ago, you were just a lowly canal worker, like an ant. Now you can stand face to face with me."

The river breeze swept across the water, carrying the stench of blood from the battlefield in all directions. The sounds of fighting could be faintly heard all around, but the air between the two people in this open space was eerily still.

Chen Ping looked at the person in front of him without saying a word.

He tucked Jingye back onto his back and assumed a boxing stance.