Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

Chapter 98 One person is worth a thousand

As soon as Su Xin appeared, a Mongol guard quickly approached Prince Ruyang and whispered a few words in his ear, his tone respectful but unable to hide his urgency.

Upon hearing the report, the Prince of Ruyang's majestic eyes instantly locked onto Su Xin, his fierceness almost palpable, his anger nearly bursting forth, and the atmosphere around him growing increasingly oppressive.

He abruptly raised his hand, pointing at Su Xin, his voice booming and icy, filled with overwhelming rage that made the surrounding air tremble slightly: "You're Su Xin? You're the one who killed my Minmin?!"

Every word he uttered was filled with blood and tears; the hatred for the murder of his daughter was irreconcilable. The look in his eyes as he gazed at Su Xin was one of utter hatred, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Faced with the Prince of Ruyang's overwhelming rage, Su Xin remained calm, showing no fear or further explanation. He simply nodded slightly and said crisply, "I killed him. What are you going to do about it?"

He knew in his heart that no amount of explanation would help in avenging the murder of his daughter; the Prince of Ruyang would never let it go. Rather than wasting words, he decided to be direct and simply admit it openly.

Prince Ruyang stared intently at Su Xin, his chest heaving violently, clearly enraged to the extreme. Yet, he didn't immediately order an attack. Instead, he turned his gaze to Zhang Sanfeng beside him, his tone still icy, but now laced with condescending arrogance, as if recounting a trivial matter: "Master Zhang, I respect your status as a senior figure in the martial arts world and am unwilling to antagonize Wudang. If you hand over Su Xin, I will order a withdrawal, and Wudang Mountain will remain as before, with no further accusations. But if you insist on obstructing me, don't blame me for being impolite. Today, I will raze Wudang Mountain to the ground, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive!"

These words, spoken casually, carried a blatant threat, as if Wudang Mountain were nothing more than an ant that could be easily destroyed in his eyes.

This arrogant and domineering attitude instantly ignited the anger in Zhang Sanfeng's heart.

He lived to be over a hundred years old and was a pillar of the martial arts world. He had long lived in Wudang and was indifferent to worldly affairs, but he had never encountered anyone who dared to be so arrogant in front of him or to look down on Wudang so much!

Zhang Sanfeng's gentle expression vanished instantly. His white hair moved without wind, his long beard fluttered, and a sharp killing intent flashed in his eyes. His aura suddenly became violent, far exceeding that when he sparred with Su Xin.

He slowly raised his hand, gripping the hilt of the Zhenwu Sword tightly. His voice, deep and resonant like thunder, echoed throughout the entire plaza: "Insolence!"

These two words, filled with boundless anger and majesty, caused the Mongol soldiers present to take a step back, their expressions filled with fear.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang and their disciples gripped their weapons tightly, their expressions solemn, ready to fight at any moment.

Su Xin looked at the arrogant appearance of the Prince of Ruyang, said nothing, his expression remained calm, but with a hint of determination.

No amount of words can compare to a single, swift action.

He stomped his feet and shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the dense Mongol army below. His posture was upright and his aura was fierce. His aura had already quietly gathered, ready to take action and completely end the disaster caused by him.

Upon seeing Su Xin charging alone, the Mongol army instantly stirred, with hundreds of heavily armored soldiers rushing forward to surround him.

These soldiers all had fierce expressions and ruthless eyes. They held heavy melee weapons such as spears, giant axes, and giant hammers, and their aura was violent and bloodthirsty.

They were the most ferocious Eight Lu Battalion under the command of Prince Ruyang, composed of death row inmates and desperados. They were an absolute close-combat suicide squad, fearless and only knowing how to kill.

Facing the surrounded soldiers of the Eight Lu Camp, Su Xin's expression remained unchanged. The poisonous energy of the Thousand Spider Poison Hand was instantly activated within his body. He let out a low shout and directly unleashed the Steel Fiend.

A colorless and odorless poisonous gas instantly spread from his body, carrying a pungent fishy smell, and the air became murky wherever it passed.

Su Xin lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure soaring into the air, passing over the surrounding soldiers, his gaze fixed on the Prince of Ruyang in front of the crowd, and he charged straight at him, not taking the surrounding suicide squad seriously at all.

The soldiers of the Eight Lu Camp who surrounded him convulsed as soon as they touched the steel-like poison gas emitted by Su Xin. Their faces turned black, black blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and they collapsed to the ground before they could even scream, dying from the poison.

In a short while, the hundreds of soldiers from the Eight Lu Camp surrounding Su Xin all fell to the ground, lifeless, leaving behind only corpses and acrid poisonous gas.

Just as Su Xin charged toward Prince Ruyang, the flames of war had already broken out in full force on the square in front of Zixiao Palace.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang led hundreds of Wudang disciples, wielding longswords, and charged into the Mongol army. Their swords flashed, their moves were fierce, and they fought fiercely with the Mongol soldiers.

Ji Xiaofu also stepped forward with her sword, followed closely by the Emei disciples. Their swordsmanship was exquisite, and every move was deadly. They fought side by side with the Wudang disciples to resist the attack of the Mongol soldiers.

Holding the Zhenwu Sword, Zhang Sanfeng moved swiftly and met the Mongol heavy cavalrymen charging at the forefront.

The heavy cavalrymen, clad in thick armor and wielding long spears, galloped on their horses, exuding a menacing aura, yet Zhang Sanfeng remained utterly unafraid.

His Tai Chi is most effective against heavily armored and powerful enemies.

He drew circles with both hands, unleashing a Tai Chi move that appeared gentle yet contained profound internal strength. With a gentle slap, his internal energy exploded, piercing through the heavy cavalry's armor and shattering their internal organs. Several heavy cavalrymen, along with their horses, fell to the ground, lifeless.

On the battlefield, none was more ferocious than Yin Li.

She moved nimbly among the Mongol soldiers, like a ghost. With a flick of her finger, she would strike a Mongol soldier, either striking an acupoint and rendering him unable to move, or having his vital points pierced by the force and dying on the spot.

Even when surrounded by several soldiers, she remained calm and composed. She used her Qiankun Great Shift technique to redirect their attacks, causing them to fight each other. She navigated the encirclement with ease, her expression filled with arrogance and fierceness.

On the other side, Su Xin had already broken through layers of obstacles and was rapidly approaching Prince Ruyang. The steel-like poisonous gas around him was still pervasive, and wherever he went, the Mongol soldiers gave way, and no one dared to get close.

Upon seeing this, the Prince of Ruyang's expression changed drastically, a hint of fear creeping into his heart. Yet, he maintained his composure and shouted sharply to the messengers around him, "Protect the Prince! Quickly!"

The messengers responded in unison, and dozens of soldiers holding shields quickly stepped forward, tightly surrounding Prince Ruyang. The shields intertwined, forming an impenetrable barrier to protect Prince Ruyang's safety.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Su Xin's eyes. He activated his poisonous energy once more, making the steel-fiery poison even more concentrated, and charged straight toward the shield formation.

However, the Prince of Ruyang was prepared. Before Su Xin could get close to the shield formation, he had already retreated. The formation behind him instantly dispersed, and rows of soldiers holding bows and arrows stood in neat formation, their bows drawn taut, arrowheads pointing directly at Su Xin, the tips of the arrows gleaming with a cold light, already aimed at his vital points.

"put!"

At the command of the Prince of Ruyang, a dense barrage of arrows rained down on Su Xin like a storm, blotting out the sky and giving Su Xin no chance to dodge.

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