The world of martial arts, the immortal swordsman in the mortal realm.

Chapter 32, Cut the weeds and nip them in the bud!

The more Zhang Ye and his companions fought, the harder it became, with more and more wounds on their bodies and increasing fear in their hearts.

They initially realized that Li Mochou's swordsmanship lacked power, and at one point they tried to force her into a desperate fight, but they didn't expect her to adapt so quickly and turn the tide in just a few moves.

Now they can neither die nor win a fight, and can only be slowly bled by her sword, one stroke at a time, as if they were being subjected to the cruel torture of being slowly sliced ​​to death.

Just as they were complaining bitterly, they heard Zhang Yong's order. Zhang Ye and his men were as if they had been granted a pardon. They gritted their teeth, shouted wildly, and slashed wildly, temporarily forcing Li Mochou to retreat. Then they scrambled back to Zhang Yong's side.

Zhang Yong called back Master Zhang and the others, forcing a smile, and bowed to Li Mochou, Lu Chen, and Huang Rong:
"It's a misunderstanding! It was I, Zhang, who was rash and offended you three. I hope you will forgive me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Chen suddenly interrupted:
"You want to make peace?"

Zhang Yongqiang laughed:
“Since it’s a misunderstanding, I, Zhang, will not pursue this matter further with you three. Please…”

Bang!
Lu Chen drank the wine Huang Rong poured, slammed the empty cup heavily on the table, interrupting Zhang Yong, then stood up, steel sword in hand, looked at Zhang Yong, and said softly:
"Just now you threatened to kill me and kidnapped my sister, and now you're saying it was a misunderstanding after all the bloodshed? Too late!"

Lu Chen felt that when navigating the martial world, it was best not to easily make enemies. What if you did make enemies? Then you shouldn't hesitate; once you've done it, you might as well go all the way.

Especially if you've made an enemy of a wicked gang like the Hanshui Gang, who would kill men and kidnap women in public if you were just labeled a "Jin spy," then the right thing to do is to eliminate them completely and resolve this feud once and for all.

This is what is meant by "it is better to resolve enmity than to create it."

He flashed forward and rushed towards Zhang Yongfei.

Zhang Yong had been on guard against Lu Chen. Seeing him move, he decisively ducked and rolled away, abandoning all decorum, to disappear into the crowd behind him. At the same time, he shouted an order:

"Stop him!"

Although the members of the Han River Gang were afraid of Lu Chen's martial arts skills, they instinctively stepped forward and swung their swords at Lu Chen when they heard Zhang Yong's order.

Lu Chen carried the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword on his back. His movements were slightly less agile, and he was too lazy to move around. He directly drew the steel sword and unleashed a move of the Falling Flower Sword Technique. With a slight tremor of his wrist, the tip of the sword hummed and vibrated, creating a bright sword light.

clang clang clang clang...

Amidst the dense, rain-like clanging of metal, the seven or eight longswords that were simultaneously slashing at him were instantly deflected by the sword light.

Lu Chen moved with his sword, which moved like a dragon. He plunged into the crowd. Where the sword flashed, blood splattered. One after another, the Hanshui Gang members clutched their throats and chests and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the Hanshui Gang members who were blocking Zhang Yong's way had been killed by him.

Zhang Yong had just gotten up from the ground when he saw Lu Chen approaching rapidly, unstoppable and accompanied by a shower of blood. His pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted, his voice trembling with fear:
"Stop! Our Hanshui Gang leader's sister is Inspector Song's concubine. We're Inspector Song's people..."

Lu Chen chuckled to himself:

"Haven't you heard of chivalry using martial arts to break the law? If I'm afraid of officials, then all my martial arts skills have been for nothing?"

As he spoke, he casually stabbed Master Zhang through the heart with his sword.

Seeing that official connections couldn't intimidate Lu Chen, Zhang Yong shouted again:

“My second brother, ‘Black-Clad Scholar’ Shen Qingshi, is the nephew of Elder Peng of the Beggars’ Sect! Elder Peng is a nine-bag elder of the Clean Clothes Sect of the Beggars’ Sect, whose status is second only to the leader of the Beggars’ Sect! Since you are a member of the martial arts world, do you dare not give face to the Beggars’ Sect, the number one sect in the world?”

Lu Chen sneered:

"If the Beggars' Sect leader finds out about this, do you think he will punish those within his own ranks, or will he stand up for you?"

As he spoke, the last member of the Han River gang who stood between him and Zhang Yong was also killed by him with a single sword stroke.

With no other options, Zhang Yong hardened his heart, let out a fierce cry, took out a pair of water-splitting daggers from his waist, and leaped forward, thrusting out both daggers simultaneously, one aimed at Lu Chen's heart and the other at his lower abdomen.

This person's martial arts skills are passable, and his attacks are sharp and precise, comparable to Xue Wu's.

But with Lu Chen's swordsmanship today, this level of martial arts is no longer a match for him.

With a casual flick of his wrist, the steel sword deflected the water-dividing dagger aimed at his lower abdomen with a clang. Using the force of the deflection, the sword bounced upwards, deflecting another water-dividing dagger aimed at his heart.

Then, Lu Chen's entire forearm suddenly turned into a blur, and the steel sword pierced out with a whoosh, as fast as a movie. With a soft thud, it deeply penetrated Zhang Yong's throat, the tip of the sword severing his cervical vertebrae and then emerging from the back of his neck.

With a single thrust, Lu Chen killed Zhang Yong. He casually drew his longsword, dodging the spray of blood from Zhang Yong's throat, and continued his attack on the remaining Han River gang members. Seeing their third leader die at Lu Chen's hands in a single exchange, the remaining Han River gang members lost all will to fight. With a shout, they scattered and fled.

After Lu Chen killed several Hanshui gang members at the door, the twenty or thirty Hanshui gang members who had been waiting outside had already scattered like birds and beasts, and those who ran fast had already escaped more than ten feet away.

Lu Chen was too lazy to chase after these henchmen, so he turned around and went back into the inn, saying to Huang Rong:
"To eradicate evil completely, why not go and kill the remaining leaders of the Han River Gang as well?"

"Okay!"

Huang Rong chuckled, carrying her Qinggang sword, and lightly skipped away from the blood on the ground to avoid soiling her boots. She arrived in front of Lu Chen, then turned back and waved to Li Mochou.
"Sister Mochou, let's go together!"

Looking at the corpses and blood scattered all over the ground, and smelling the pungent stench of blood, Li Mochou's face turned pale, her heart pounded, and she even felt a little nauseous.

Looking at Lu Chen's calm and composed demeanor as he killed more than a dozen people in one go, she felt even more apprehensive.

However, seeing Huang Rong's unwavering expression and composed demeanor, Li Mochou was unwilling to be looked down upon by this younger sister. She suppressed her disgust and put on a heroic air.
"Alright! Let's go together and take down those wicked and wicked Hanshui Gang members who are harming the people!"

With that, he put on his straw hat, slung the bundle over his shoulder, carefully walked around the corpses on the ground, and came to Lu Chen and Huang Rong's side.

Huang Rong took out a few more banknotes, tossed them onto the counter, and smiled at the shopkeeper who was peeking out from behind the back door:

"Don't say we kill but don't bury. Twenty strings of cash should be enough to collect the bodies and clean the ground. Anyway, we don't need to buy coffins; a thin mat for each person will suffice. Don't worry, once we've taken down the Han River Gang, no one will bother you anymore. By the way, is the Han River Gang's headquarters in town?"

The innkeeper said tremblingly:

"There's only one branch in town, usually overseen by Zhang Yong. The Han River Gang's headquarters is ten miles upstream, in a riverside manor nestled against the mountain... Little Miss, you must, you must eradicate evil completely, or our little shop might get implicated..."

"Don't worry, we mean what we say!"

Huang Rong nodded with a smile, and left the inn with Lu Chen and Li Mochou, heading towards the upper reaches of the Han River.

When they first set off, Li Mochou was a little excited, feeling that they were going to do something big: to wipe out a criminal gang with the help of the three of them, and maybe they could become famous in one battle.

But once they left the town, she gradually felt weak and whispered:

"This Hanshui Gang... probably still has two or three hundred people, right?"

Huang Rong nodded: "Yes!"

Li Mochou swallowed hard and said:

"So, there are only three of us. Is it a bit... cough, I'm not scared, I just feel that it would be safer for us to attack in the middle of the night?"

She entered the ancient tomb at the age of ten and stayed there for seven or eight years. Her night vision is extremely strong. Even renowned masters might not be able to match her night vision, let alone ordinary gang members.

Therefore, she felt that if they attacked at night, with her night vision and agility, she might be able to fight against two or three hundred people. But during the day, this advantage was not so obvious.

Or rather, our side has too few people, which puts us at a significant disadvantage.

"Sister Mochou, don't worry. Even if it's the government army, if they suffer 20-30% casualties or even 10-20% casualties, they will collapse on the spot. Let alone this kind of Jianghu gang that only dares to harm the people? As long as we kill a few leaders of the Hanshui Gang and the bravest group of fighters, the remaining henchmen will scatter like birds and beasts. We don't need to fight two or three hundred people to the death."

"Yes, is that so?"

"of course."

Huang Rong raised her hand and patted the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword on Lu Chen's back, and laughed:
"My brother Lu Chen's sword is unmatched in the world; few can withstand it. Even in the midst of a military formation, it's enough to break through enemy lines and slay generals. With my brother Lu Chen here, what is there to fear from the Han River Gang? Trust me, you won't regret it!"

Lu Chen smiled slightly at Li Mochou:
"Don't worry, my sword is very effective at cutting people."

"……hehe"

Li Mochou chuckled dryly. For some reason, even though Lu Chen's smile was clean and gentle, the thought of his calm and ruthless killing just moments before sent chills down her spine...

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