Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

The hidden weapon was still in mid-air before it fell. Jiang Wuyang raised his knife and slashed forward. More than ten short arrows slid off the back of the knife and embedded themselves in the cracks of the blue bricks on the ground. Dark green air swirled out from the arrowheads.

Qin Han's gaze lingered on the arrows.

"A poisoned arrow?"

People kept leaping over the bricks along the edge of the wall and jumping into the courtyard.

The newcomers were all dressed in dark clothes, their faces covered, and they carried small crossbows. As soon as they landed, they scattered and ran towards the main house, the study, and the back yard.

This group of people moved in unison and with efficient movements; they didn't look like ordinary people who made a living in the underworld.

Qin Han glanced at the group's attire and guessed that most of them were assassins sent by the man from the capital.

The man running at the front was named Cheng Chong. He was burly and had claws made of fine iron on the front of both arms. He had a nickname in the martial arts world in his early years.

"Iron Claw Flying Eagle"

Cheng Chong raised his clawed arm and pointed forward.

"Do as we said before: once you find the booklet, kill all the living people!"

A sound of flesh hitting wet mud came from under the tree canopy, and Cheng Chong turned his head to check.

A man's head rolled along the puddle to the front of his shoes, his eyelids still turned upwards and not closed. This man was none other than the ox he had seen before.

The ox may look honest and simple, but it is actually shrewd and calculating.

His unique external martial arts skills were particularly outstanding; he could even punch a dent in a stone wall with his bare hands. Cheng Chong stared at this simple-minded man and didn't react for a moment.

Immediately, all the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.

"who?!!"

A man slowly emerged from the rainy night, his face covered by a silver veil, a short sword clutched in his right hand.

"The Net, the Jade Kirin."

Qin Han smiled. Lin Pingzhi is back; it's up to him now.

The man's voice was completely flat.

Lin Pingzhi stepped into the puddles in the courtyard. He had rushed back after finishing dealing with matters in the south of the city.

The short Wei Wuyuan devised a feint, hoping to delay him by having the ox in front of him and using hidden weapons as support.

When Huang Niu threw that punch, he missed and Lin Pingzhi grabbed his pulse point, causing his strength to leak out through the point of contact.

He was so frightened that his eyes widened, and before he could utter a sound, his throat was slit by a short sword.

He then swung his sword and beheaded her!

Wei Wuyuan, having assessed the situation, turned and plunged into the alley, running faster than anyone else.

Lin Pingzhi didn't go up to finish them off. Knowing he had been lured away from the mountain, he immediately rushed back.

"Who fired that arrow just now?!"

Cheng Chong was startled. He had heard of the Luo Wang organization before, but he couldn't figure out the person in front of him.

But the ox's head was a warning, and remembering the lord's death order, he gritted his teeth and brandished his pile of iron claws.

"Don't retreat! Kill him!"

Before his men could make a move, Lin Pingzhi had already taken action.

He moved with unpredictable agility, circling to the side and landing with no discernible pattern.

Before the three people closest to Lin Pingzhi could even see where he was, the blade of the short sword swept past their chins.

Several people instantly developed bloody gashes on their necks, and the things they were holding fell to the ground.

Cheng Chong took this opportunity to reach out and grab Lin Pingzhi's face with his claws!

The iron claws scraped along the edge of the mask but didn't touch anything. In the blink of an eye, Lin Pingzhi was already to his side.

With a swift upward thrust of the sword tip, Cheng Chong's left arm, along with the fabric of his clothes, was slashed open, leaving a deep gash.

Lin Pingzhi watched him wave his hand, his tone revealing a hint of disdain.

"You're even more useless than those two before."

After taking this hit, Cheng Chong realized the true strength of his opponent; he had encountered a truly top-tier master.

He turned his head and shouted at the men and horses on both sides!

"I'll hold him off, you guys go inside and get your things!"

But no sooner had he finished speaking than a number of people dressed in short clothes poured out of the passageways on both sides, each carrying a crossbow that could be fired continuously.

He is one of Pang Qingyun's men.

Pang Qingyun sneered.

"Release the arrows."

The sound of triggers snapping back rang out in a jumble, and before the masked men could even hide behind the pillars, they were pierced by arrows and fell to the ground.

One of them tried to climb over the wall, but he was impaled by several short arrows halfway up the wall and hung there bleeding in mid-air.

Zhao Erhu arrived at this time and led the remaining brothers to flank from behind, blocking the exit along the back wall.

He gripped a thick iron rod with both hands, and whenever he saw someone still alive, he would strike their heart.

"Why are you running? Did I say you could run?!"

The entire courtyard was filled with the sounds of people falling to the ground and groaning, as well as the thud of arrows piercing flesh.

Qin Han had already returned to the eaves, and Hong Lingbo brought over a chair for him to sit down.

The arrangements made during this period are finally showing results.

Lin Pingzhi had foiled Wei Wuyuan's scheme, and the three Pang brothers he had arranged for had now become the ones reaping lives.

No matter how skilled these assassins are, once they enter this courtyard, they can forget about leaving unscathed.

Shi Qingxuan looked at the scene outside and touched the stack of papers in her hand. She had seen the revenge between sects before, but this scene was completely different.

There was no room for maneuver left. He looked at Li Mochou and asked, "Did he arrange all of this beforehand?"

Li Mochou's gaze fell on the short arrows that kept falling from mid-air.

"Who else could it be but him?"

Cheng Chong is now truly in a state of panic. Of all the people who came with him on business, more than half of them have fallen ill within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

They dared to be distracted during the battle.

Lin Pingzhi seized this fleeting opening, turned his body slightly to the side, and slid the short sword down along the direction of the opponent's arm.

"ah!!"

The bone connecting Cheng Chong's right wrist to his body was neatly removed, and the claw that was attached to it fell to the muddy ground along with the severed limb.

The remaining few of his comrades, still panting, were impaled in the mud by short arrows, unable to even find a chance to draw their swords, and were now being slaughtered.

Cheng Chong's initial fierceness was extinguished by this scene, and now only the thought of making a quick getaway remained in his mind.

With his other hand, he reached into his collar, pulled out a black mud ball, and threw it on the ground.

After the mud ball broke open, a large plume of dark air escaped, spreading outwards along the water stains on the ground, covering half the courtyard in just a few breaths.

Cheng Chong's hoarse voice echoed through the black mist.

"The world of martial arts is a long road, and I, Cheng Chong, will remember this debt owed by the Luo Net!"

After uttering those harsh words, he tried to escape.

Qin Han said something with a hint of irony.

"You talk too much nonsense."

An invisible, powerful wave of energy spread out from him throughout the entire Lin family mansion!

The aura of a grandmaster!

The black poisonous fog that was originally scattered and spreading seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and was pushed outward by this shock wave.

Cheng Chong, clutching his severed arm, was using the black poisonous fog as cover as he rushed towards the top of the wall.

However, he had only taken two steps when the black poisonous fog disappeared, and a silver shadow clung to him.

Lin Pingzhi!

"Do you think you can get away?"