Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

Shen Han, this uninvited guest, surprised both groups of people in the courtyard.

Especially the appearance of this middle-aged man—outrageously ugly.

"Just passing by."

Shen Han stared at Du Chong. This guy was the one who shot Brother Feng Hao with a poisoned arrow. He killed people at will and deserved to die!

"What a fine passerby."

Du Chong sneered, "Whose road grows on a locust tree? Are you tired of living?"

Shen Han gripped his heavy iron scimitar tightly: "Shall I leave now?"

"Hahaha!" Du Chong laughed even more wildly, "You come and go as you please? What do you take my Black Dragon Gang for?"

"So what are you going to do?"

"Why don't you just ask my brother?"

Du Chong waved his hand gently.

A bald-headed fighter from the Black Dragon Gang hurriedly stepped forward: "Young Master, killing this ugly man would dirty your hands. Let me do it."

He made his move as soon as he finished speaking.

The long sword slashed out, aiming straight for Shen Han's chest.

Shen Han didn't move an inch. He could tell that this bald martial artist's cultivation was only at the Skin Refining stage, and his strength and speed were far inferior to his own. Unperturbed, he gripped his heavy iron curved sword, and with a sideways movement, met the bald martial artist's attack at an angle.

Sky-Splitting Blade Technique - Slanted Slash!

The 1,500-plus jin of powerful force brought by the Flesh Refining Realm was naturally heavy and imposing.

clang!

Before the bald warrior could react, a loud crash was heard and the long sword broke in two.

"you……"

The bald warrior uttered only one word, and a bloody gash appeared from his left neck to his right abdomen.

laugh!

The next moment, the bald martial artist's body, like that long sword, snapped in two, blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground, leaving the courtyard in a mess.

"This person is incredibly strong..."

The members of the Green Robe Gang were extremely surprised.

This scene stunned even the heavily injured Cao Lin. He never expected that an ugly man would appear at the critical moment and kill a Black Dragon Gang warrior with a single blow. A glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

"Wow, you've got some skills!"

Du Chong said in a deep voice.

Shen Han didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground: "Young Master Du, are you sending more people to their deaths?"

"How dare you!"

The remaining Black Dragon Gang warriors raised their weapons, but they dared not rush forward, after all, the bald warrior had died too tragically.

"Which sect do you belong to?"

Du Chong said, "How come I've never heard of you before?"

Shen Han traced his finger along the curved blade: "I've already made it clear that I belong to no sect or faction; I'm just passing through."

"good!"

Du Chong snorted, "Since that's the case, I won't argue with you. You can leave now!"

He immediately made a gesture indicating that he was free to proceed.

"Hey, what's that on the tree!"

Suddenly, Du Chong and Shen Han pointed almost simultaneously to the locust tree outside the courtyard wall.

At the same time, both of them suddenly jumped up.

Both sides wanted to seize the moment when the other was off guard and strike decisively.

"Hehehe, we've got the same words..."

Shen Han's lips slowly curled up as he laughed, "Young Master Du, your despicable appearance reminds me of my younger days."

Du Chong grinned maliciously, "We're all despicable, so there's nothing more to say. Ugly freak, I don't care who you are, you're all going to keep your heads tonight!"

After saying that, he roared and lunged at Shen Han with his long sword in hand, his movements much faster than those of the bald warrior from before.

Shen Han dared not be negligent and nimbly dodged to the side.

This person is a master of the Body Refining Realm; we must not be careless and must deal with him with caution!

Du Chong reacted quickly, turning around and attacking again. Shen Han also immediately gathered his strength, steadily wielding his heavy iron scimitar to fight Du Chong's longsword.

Dangdang Dangdang!

As the blades clashed, sparks flew everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the two had been fighting back and forth for more than a dozen rounds in the small courtyard, their battle evenly matched.

"You're also at the Flesh Refining Realm?"

Unable to subdue Shen Han, Du Chong took two steps back and gasped for breath.

He originally thought that killing Shen Han, that ugly man, would be easy, but he didn't expect that this man was several times more powerful than Cao Lin, and he couldn't defeat him in a short time.

"So what if it is?"

Shen Han was only slightly tired. "Young Master Du, you're the one who'll lose your head!"

After speaking, Shen Han drew a huge arc with his left hand, and his true energy gathered through his meridians. With lightning speed, he punched Du Chong in the neck.

Raging Dragon Fist - Scooping the Moon from the Water!

This punch combined power and skill, and its trajectory completely blocked Du Chong's dodge routes.

"You know martial arts?"

Du Chong was startled. He knew the power of the punch and immediately held the long sword horizontally, unleashing his energy to forcefully block it.

Ouch!

The fist struck the blade of the longsword, creating a powerful shockwave, much like the impact of boulders.

Du Chong swayed precariously, struggling to breathe: "Why are you acting as if your fist is unaffected... No, don't!"

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of cold light appeared.

Shen Han's heavy iron scimitar, carrying the weight of a thousand pounds, descended from the sky and slashed straight down.

puff!

In the blink of an eye, Du Chong's left arm flew off his body, was severed by the curved blade, and fell to the ground three zhang away.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

No one could have imagined that the arrogant young leader of the Black Dragon Gang would be defeated by this ugly middle-aged man, who even severed Du Chong's arm with a single blow.

"Awooo..."

Du Chong wailed in agony.

The scene was even more tragic than Cao Lin's earlier one.

"Young...Young Master..."

The Black Dragon Gang warriors were terrified, but none of them dared to come forward to help.

"Du Chong, have you ever thought about this day?"

Shen Han stepped out and crushed his severed arm to pieces, coldly saying.

Blood gushed from Du Chong's wound, and he cried out in anguish, "I have no grudge against you, why...?"

"Is that so?"

Shen Han thought of Feng Hao.

Du Chong indiscriminately killed innocent people and shot Feng Hao with an arrow. If it weren't for his perfect medical skills, Feng Hao would already be a corpse. Du Chong deserved to die!

"Well done, hero!"

Cao Lin, who was bound, was greatly encouraged. His right arm was only broken, and he could still use it with some rest. But Du Chong's left arm was completely broken. Even if he survived, he would only be a one-armed man. He was overjoyed.

"Oh? Young Master Cao, do you have a grudge against him?"

Shen Han turned to Cao Lin and severed the restraints on his body with a single stroke.

The Black Dragon Gang's warriors dared not stop them.

With his body freed, Cao Lin hurriedly said, "My Green Robe Gang and the Black Dragon Gang have always been mortal enemies. Today, since you have come to my rescue, my Green Robe Gang will definitely reward you handsomely."

"No, there's no need to thank me. I'm doing this for myself."

Shen Han shook his head, the heavy iron scimitar in his hand gleaming eerily in the night.

"No, don't kill me..."

When Du Chong saw him approaching again, he was so frightened that he begged for mercy repeatedly.

Because Shen Han had already raised his curved blade.

"This hero is the young leader of the Black Dragon Gang. It would be better to spare his life!"

Cao Lin stood up and said.

In his heart, he hoped that the ugly man would not kill Du Chong. As long as Du Chong was alive, he could take him back to the Green Robe Gang and detain him. In that case, the blow to the Black Dragon Gang would be enormous.

"Shut up!"

Shen Han glared at Cao Lin.

Cao Lin trembled and almost fell, but with the help of the Green Robe Gang warriors, he managed to stand up.

"Du Chong, you don't deserve to live!"

Shen Han sneered and made his move, slashing horizontally with his heavy iron scimitar weighing over a hundred pounds.

呲!

A head fell off with a thud, and the eyes of the severed head still held an unprecedented terror.

Du Chong, the young leader of the Black Dragon Gang, has passed away.