Underworld entries, starting with ghost stories.

Liu Heita stared at the burly man and gritted his teeth.

Born into a peasant family, he painstakingly honed his martial arts skills before joining the rebellion against the Sui Dynasty in Changbai Mountain, witnessing countless defeats along the way.

But this fearless spirit made him unwilling to admit defeat easily, no matter what.

He knew perfectly well that this big man could easily wield such large double hammers, indicating his extraordinary strength, and that he was probably not someone he could handle.

He gritted his teeth and slowly spurred his horse forward.

Su Dingfang said in a low voice, "Brother Liu?"

Liu Heita gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, you stay behind for me! If I lose, you guys go back and don't worry about me."

The burly man pointed the large hammer, which he had been carrying on his shoulder with one hand, at Liu Heita and laughed loudly, "You ignorant brat. Fine, I see you have some courage. Get out of my way, and I won't kill you."

Liu Heita's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he continued to approach.

He gripped the spear with both hands, his left hand holding the butt of the spear, his face showing an acceptance of certain death.

"Looks like you really want to die!" the burly man sneered. "Fine, both of you come at me together, so as not to waste my time."

He raised his hammers and roared, "Come on!"

His imposing presence caused Liu Heita and Su Dingfang, along with the martial artists they had brought, to panic and try to stop him.

Liu Heita felt a sense of fear, but he had nothing to begin with, and all he relied on in this world was his spirit.

He gritted his teeth, prepared to die, and charged forward, thrusting his spear forward.

"Damn, you really came?" the burly man roared. "Take this!"

A large hammer was thrown at Liu Heita.

Liu Heita never expected that this hammer, which looked to weigh at least two or three hundred pounds, would actually be used as a hidden weapon.

If such a heavy hammer hits someone on the head, wouldn't their head explode?

Unfortunately, there was no way to avoid it. In a panic, he raised his gun and stabbed, and with a thud, the entire hammer was pierced through.

The sledgehammer broke open, and a large amount of mud, gunpowder, and lime were thrown at him.

"Cough cough cough!" Liu Heita spurred his horse backward, holding a lance in one hand and patting the dust flying in front of him with the other.

The large hammer was still hanging on his lance, which he held lightly and easily.

When I looked again, the burly man had already grabbed another sledgehammer and was running away in a panic.

Su Dingfang and the others were stunned for a while before they reacted and quickly spurred their horses to give chase.

"Don't you fucking run away!" Liu Heita flung away the fake hammer from his lance, furious, and spurred his horse to give chase.

"Brother Liu, you should find a place to wash up first." Su Dingfang turned around and looked at him, who was covered in dust and dirt.

As Liu Heita chased after him, he vigorously patted the things on his body with his sleeves: "I'll catch up with that guy first, and I won't be satisfied until I've stabbed him in the back."

Fortunately, his lance was long enough; if the weapon had been shorter, more gunpowder and lime would have hit his face, which would have been much harder to deal with.

He spurred his horse, took off his outer robe, shook it several times as he galloped, and then put it back on.

"Damn it!" he couldn't help but curse again.

Su Dingfang sighed, "That guy is really good at pretending; I didn't see through him at all."

They chased after the burly man, whose hammer was fake, but his horse was indeed fast, and slowly, he left them further and further behind.

The group ahead of him had already disappeared because of his delay.

They led the group on a patrol, when suddenly they saw another young man ahead, holding a precious pearl, riding out on horseback.

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The young man had a handsome face, wore a silver crown and silver armor, and had a bright silver spear tucked diagonally into the side of his horse.

He was extremely handsome, with eyebrows that shone brightly, eyes that shone like stars, and a spirited and dashing demeanor.

Having just been tricked, Liu Heita immediately recognized the pearl in her hand as the very one that the bandits had snatched from the female saint earlier.

He immediately spurred his horse forward and shouted, "Put that bead down!"

The young man with the silver crown glanced at him and sneered, "As expected, another group has arrived."

Baozhu put down his weapon and charged toward Liu Heita with his gun.

Liu Heita thought to himself, "This guy looks handsome and imposing, but he might be just like that burly man from before—all show and no substance."

He picked up his spear and went to meet them.

But then the silver-crowned youth flashed his silver spear.

A flash of cold light momentarily parted Liu Heita's spear and swiftly thrust it towards Liu Heita's face.

Despite the young man's short gun, Liu Heita felt as if his defenses were wide open.

He was taken aback. His brute strength was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of this man. With a slight deflection of the spearhead, the entire lance tilted.

Fortunately, Su Dingfang arrived just in time and, with a clang, blocked the silver-crowned youth's gleaming silver spear.

With a loud bang, Su Dingfang's arm went numb.

At this moment, Su Dingfang was also deeply shaken.

Although he is young, he has inherited sixth-grade martial arts skills from his family and has practiced spear fighting since childhood. Among the younger generation, he is already an outstanding figure.

This person was only three or four years older than him, but his skill level far surpassed his.

"Who are you?" Su Dingfang shouted.

The young man sneered, "You petty thieves are not worthy to ask."

The guy who was holding a pair of fake hammers earlier also said something similar in a very arrogant manner, which looked quite intimidating.

In contrast, this young man exuded arrogance, with a cold face and a menacing aura.

Liu Heita and Su Dingfang thought that the big man must have failed to intimidate them and had summoned the real expert.

The two dared not be careless and joined forces to fight the young man.

The young man's gleaming silver spear moved like a dragon, and even the two of them, working together, were overwhelmed.

Liu Heita and Su Dingfang were both shocked; they had never seen such a master before.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the martial artists they brought rushed up and tried to surround and attack them.

The young man, however, was completely unafraid. His cold spear unleashed wave after wave of energy, killing them all and sending them crashing to their feet.

Su Dingfang had an idea, thinking that this person might not be with those bandits, and quickly said, "Brother, please hear me out..."

With a whoosh, the young man's gleaming silver spear flashed, knocking him off his horse.

Seeing that Su Dingfang's life or death was uncertain, Liu Heita didn't care about anything else and grabbed the butt of the gun and spun it around.

flutter!

Hundreds of stars pointed towards the young man.

The young man sneered, and his gleaming silver spear flashed with a dazzling light like the Milky Way, knocking all the needles away.

Liu Heita was horrified; this was the first time his hidden weapon had been completely intercepted.

"With your meager skills, you dare to block the way?" The young man's gleaming silver spear pierced Liu Heita's shoulder, knocking him off his horse.

The remaining people were terrified and scattered in panic.

The silver-crowned youth sneered, "Is Shaohua Mountain entirely composed of useless little thieves like you?"

With one hand pulling the reins, the warhorse reared up and trampled on the wounded and fallen Su Dingfang.

"Stop!" A woman's voice rang out from the woods. It was Dou Xianniang, carrying a green dragon halberd, riding her horse.

The silver-crowned youth reined in his horse and looked at the armored beauty who had suddenly appeared.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su Dingfang rolled away from under the men and horses, enduring the pain, and grabbed Liu Heita, who was convulsing on the ground, and dragged him backward.

Dou Xianniang rushed over, her Azure Dragon Halberd flashing as she attacked the silver-crowned, cold-faced youth.