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Chapter 92: Strong Man's Joyful Kungfu [Subscribe]

These beasts from Wujimen are so shameless!

Zhao Lang stood proudly in the cold wind, with a sense of desolation... I stood in the whistling wind...

The current situation is far beyond his expectations. If the battle continues, his heroic posture will be exposed. Although he is an evil cultivator, he still needs to have some shame.

But if he doesn't fight... he probably won't be able to escape.

But this happened to be near Hua Man Lou, and the group of women had no sense of shame, and were now leaning on the railings looking at him... Zhao Lang cursed and swore, and finally decided to give it a try... Losing face was secondary, but there would be no chance to get it back if you lost your life.

He circulated his true Qi to suppress the boiling feeling, and reached behind his back with both hands... and felt nothing. He forgot that he was naked with only an outer robe to cover his ugliness, and his weapon was still in Hua Man Lou!

"I can kill you even if I don't have a weapon!" Zhao Lang was so furious that he wished he could eat this shameless boy alive!

Who fights like this? Even though the Black Water Sect is the most evil sect in the Great Zhou, they don’t fight in such a vulgar way!

Zhao Lang threw a punch, the wind from his fist broke through the air, and a white tiger shadow appeared behind him. The aura of the white tiger was so shocking that it went straight to Lu Zhan's face.

"Swish!" The fist wind broke through the air, bringing with it powerful power.

But when he was about to hit Lu Zhan in the face, Zhao Lang realized that his fist was like hitting cotton, and the force was instantly lost. Lu Zhan's figure disappeared from the spot without him noticing, and was replaced by a plump shadow.

The young woman's blade was sharp as she slashed towards Zhao Lang's exposed lower body.

"You deserve to die!" Zhao Lang was furious and hurriedly dodged the knife.

Fortunately, I was fast enough. Before Zhao Lang could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a murderous aura coming from behind him.

He subconsciously turned around and saw Lu Zhan appear behind him at some point. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and sword energy evolved in his hand. The shadows around him had the same posture as him. The bloody sword light instantly enveloped Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang was horrified and tried to control his Qi to resist. Even so, he still felt a heart-wrenching pain. He was blown away by the powerful sword Qi and had his arm chopped off.

This move is the Demonic Sword Slash after its development. Lu Zhan can change positions with the condensed shadow and catch Zhao Lang off guard at the critical moment.

Through the brief confrontation, Lu Zhan had already figured out the opponent's background and found out that he was a martial artist at the peak of the mortal realm.

Because of this, Lu Zhan did not use his spiritual power easily. He wanted to hone his fighting skills as much as possible, otherwise it would not be as simple as cutting off the opponent's arm.

The opponent's White Tiger Fist was indeed powerful, but the more powerful the fist was, the shorter the time it needed to accumulate power. Once Lu Zhan dodged it, the opponent would have a momentary force release, and this moment would be the time to strike out.

Although it is said that force can defeat skill, there is also a saying that the only way to defeat martial arts in the world is speed.

The biggest breakthrough of Demonic Blade Slash is the speed at which he can shift shapes and shadows.

Zhao Lang knew that he had run into a tough guy. He quickly pressed his own acupuncture points to seal the meridians in his arm to prevent excessive blood loss, and asked, "Who are you?!"

It was not until now that Zhao Lang realized that if Wuji Sect had such a skilled person, the disciples of the Heishui Sect would have known about it long ago.

The other party is definitely not from Wujimen!

"Demon Suppression Division, Lu Zhan." Lu Zhan said.

"Impossible!" Zhao Lang shouted, "You are definitely not from the Demon Suppression Division. How could someone from the Demon Suppression Division be so shameless?"

Who are you calling shameless? This is called a special effect... Lu Zhan sneered: "Do I need to use decent means to deal with an evil cultivator like you who has committed so many evil deeds?"

"Lu Zhan is a night doctor, do you think I don't know?!" Which night doctor would use martial arts moves? And the moves are so despicable? Do you think I, Zhao Qinshou, have never seen the world? Zhao Qinshou was furious and stood up again to fight with Lu Zhan.

Lu Zhan was a little unhappy. Judging from his thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looked like a decent guy. How could a villain be so handsome?

Although Zhao Qinshou was injured, his fighting power was still very strong. When the two of them fought, their fists whistled and their swords flashed, which made all the girls in Huamanlou feel excited.

"Shh!"

Zhao Qinshou knew that he could not continue fighting, so he gathered all the true energy in his body and a larger white tiger phantom condensed behind him. The white tiger seemed to be roaring. Zhao Shouqin and the white tiger phantom became one, and his whole body was full of strength, trying to completely shock Lu Zhan.

You are not a female white tiger, why are you showing off... But the opponent is indeed strong, at least his physical strength is higher than mine... Lu Zhan no longer had the heart to fight, he put away the kitchen knife, blocked his ears with true Qi, opened his right arm and swung it violently, and a new shadow suddenly appeared.

Goose falls on the sand!

The phantom of the young woman sat cross-legged on the ground playing the piano. A healing force surged into Lu Zhan's body, and he instantly became a hundred times more energetic and powerful.

"Ah!!" Zhao Qinshou, who was trying his best to gather the power of the White Tiger Fist, was instantly shaken. He was distracted by the sudden noisy piano music, and the phantom of the White Tiger seemed to disintegrate.

It's now!

Lu Zhan and Mo Dao Zhan's shadow instantly changed positions, and the blood-red light around them condensed into a blood-red kitchen knife, instantly piercing through the opponent's body.

Zhao Qinshou's body was staggering.

"Phantom Bound Spirit!"

Controlling the rope to tie up Zhao Qinshou again, Lu Zhan's mind moved, and he poured Pingsha Luoyan's healing power into Zhao Qinshou's body. He still had something to ask, so naturally he couldn't let the other party die so easily.

With the support of the healing power, Zhao Qinshou's broken spirit felt a little better.

"What...what are you going to do?" Zhao Qinshou's alarm bells rang. He was naked and his blood was boiling, but the other party tied him up in this position, which made him think more.

Lu Zhan slapped him on the face and sneered: "Oh, what do you think?"

This smile fell into Zhao Qinshou's eyes, it was 'hehehe, get ready to accept my inhumane torture'... Zhao Qinshou spat out a mouthful of blood: "Kill me if you want, I'm not the kind of person you think!"

Damn it, you don’t think I want to rape you... Seeing that his spirit had recovered a little and he was not going to die immediately, Lu Zhan flew to the wild. There were many people around, so it was not convenient to ask for some information.

Zhao Qinshou became even more nervous: "You...you...one time, at worst I'll let you do it once!"

You are fucking poisonous... Lu Zhan went up and slapped Zhao Qinshou in the face, causing him to vomit blood. Then he used his bewitching technique.

A graceful white fox shadow appeared behind him, emitting a bright light. It danced gracefully in the night sky and disappeared into Zhao Qinshou's brows.

Zhao Qinshou's expression immediately became dull.

"Are you number one in the Black Water Sect's Soul Bowl Communication Network? Where is your lair?" Lu Zhan did not let him die, and brought him to the wild specifically because he wanted to use the magic of bewitching to ask him about the Black Water Sect while he was on the verge of death and his consciousness was weak. This might help him in his hiding.

Zhao Qinshou was already on the verge of death, his consciousness was severely disintegrated, and he had no power to resist at the moment: "I am number one Zhao Qinshou, currently living in the mass grave of the birch forest outside Jinling City."

"Did the Black Water Sect doubt Zhi Gang's identity? Is that why they are testing him?" Although Lu Zhan was not a professional, he was careful. Logically, he would not be exposed so quickly, but No. 1's tests were indeed frequent.

Zhao Qinshou said dully: "No... I often test my teammates to ensure my own safety. This is also my responsibility."

As expected, it was just as I guessed... Lu Zhan asked again, "What are you doing in Jinling? Do you have anything to do with the disappearance of the cultivators and Princess Changyi?"

"Ah, the elder forbids me to speak..." Zhao Qinshou suddenly screamed in pain. He held his head with both hands, trying to resist the bewitching spell. His already disintegrating consciousness collapsed instantly.

Zhao Qinshou, died.

Lu Zhan felt a little regretful, but he also got some information. What Blackwater No. 1 answered just now was: The elders forbid us to say it, which means that Blackwater Sect is indeed somewhat involved in the case... Unfortunately, he was too heavy-handed. Zhao Qinshou was already dying, and he died directly after trying to resist the spell.

In order to prevent the opponent from not dying completely, Lu Zhan smashed the opponent's skull, tied two large stones to the body, and threw it into the river.

After doing all this, Lu Zhan headed straight for the birch forest.

……

The night wind was blowing, and Lu Zhan, relying on his understanding of Jinling, took two detours before arriving at the mass grave in the birch forest.

In order to show that they are very bad, the places where evil practitioners live are very unique.

Based on his experience from reading many tomb-robbing novels, Lu Zhan easily found Zhao Qinshou's lair. This bastard actually dug a corpse hole, threw away the corpse inside, and lay in the coffin to rest himself.

There were more than ten taels of silver and a tattered martial arts secret book in the coffin. Lu Zhan searched through them all and came out. Taking advantage of the light, he took a look and saw five big characters written on the title page: The Strong Man's Joyful Enlightenment Skill, and five small characters written on the lower right corner: Written by the Black Water Sect Master.

The title page of this secret book is a little curled, and it can be seen that Zhao Qinshou has read it many times.

This was the first time Lu Zhan had seen such a technique. He flipped it open and took a look. He saw that in addition to the technique, the majority of it contained Zhao Qinshou’s experience during his practice.

Or in other words... flattering remarks.

"Master, you are truly a brilliant man from the stars. You can actually come up with such a wonderful training method. It has avenged our shame and won us a great reputation. In the past, it was those stinky women who sucked our men's yang energy to practice. Today, it is finally our turn to suck the women's energy to practice. Master, you are wise!"

There are many flattering remarks like this, but as you read further, you will see that the flattery becomes less and the doubts gradually increase.

"Although this technique is effective, it is extremely damaging to the body... Even a tough guy like me who has practiced the White Tiger Fist can't handle it and has to rely on pills to survive. Others should be careful when practicing! Of course, this is not the Sect Master's fault, it's all because of my poor physical condition."

Looking at these notes, Lu Zhan couldn't help but sigh that the leader of the Black Water Sect was also a strange man.

They even created this kind of cultivation method... But it makes sense when you think about it. It is said that the evil skills that rely on practitioners to practice were created by the Black Water Sect Master back then. If he follows the right path, he may be a genius, but it is difficult for evil people to go far. If he takes too many unconventional approaches, he may even go astray without the help of others.

"This technique is useless to me, but there is no harm in keeping it..." Lu Zhan decisively kept the secret book, perhaps it would be useful in the future.

After returning to Hua Man Lou, Lu Zhan first searched the clothes left behind by No. 1, and found the soul bowl and some loose silver among them.

As for Bai Jie, she will recover if she takes good care of herself.

To express her gratitude, Auntie Hua arranged for two beautiful courtesans to accompany him. Lu Zhan did not refuse, not because he was lustful, but simply because he was unhappy.

I thought I could run into some monsters and find some food for my little brother Yuanshen, but I didn't expect it to be an evil cultivator... Although I got rid of No. 1, the little brother is still hungry.

Lu Zhan needed to vent the depression in his heart. The two young ladies were very sensible, with delicate figures and sweet words. They were proficient in both playing the flute and the piano.

Lu Zhan felt bored and did not stay the night here, but returned to the inn.

After returning home, I took a shower to wash off the makeup on my body. Just as I was about to take a rest, I suddenly felt a series of vibrations coming from the soul bowl.

After clicking in, I found that the group chat was in full swing, and the chat information was apparently related to number one.

……

[Heishui Elder]: "What happened in Jinling? Number One's soul lamp went out."

[Blackwater-Six]: "What? Lao Zhao is dead? Who did it? Who killed Lao Zhao?"

[Black Water No. 4]: "Who has the guts to kill someone from our Black Water Sect? Aren't you afraid that I will bring a bunch of my brothers and ride to their house overnight to kill them?"

[Black Water Elder]: "Not only was No. 1 killed, I found that No. 36's soul lamp was also extinguished... But I was too busy some time ago, so I didn't pay attention to it. I only saw it today."

[Blackwater No. 6]: "What? My junior sister is dead too? Junior sister, my junior sister, how can I live without you!"

This incident caused an uproar in the Black Water Sect's group chat. Although the competition among the evil cultivators was extremely fierce, Qin Hui still had three good brothers. Number One had a decent relationship with Number Six, and Number Thirty-Six was his demon female junior sister. At this time, Number Six had the most intense reaction.

Number Four is just out to watch the fun and wants to cause trouble and do more bad things to show off.

Looking at the messages in the group, Lu Zhan seemed to be thinking about something.

The fundamental reason why Zhigang's death was not discovered by the other party at that time was because Zhigang's matching Horcrux was found and a soul bowl that could hold his soul was made. Now Zhigang's soul is still in the soul bowl.

Just when everyone was curious, [Blackwater No. 2] came uninvited and sent a message in the group: "What? You all know about No. 1's death?"

These words were somewhat mysterious and immediately attracted the attention of the evil cultivators. For a moment, the scene of fellow disciples fighting and competing with each other emerged in their minds.

[Blackwater No. 6]: "No. 2, did you kill No. 1? I know you don't get along with No. 1, but I didn't expect you to actually kill No. 1. Do you want to be beaten? Or do you want to die? Do you believe me? I'll take my little brothers to your house and beat up your whole family?"

Originally, No. 2 just wanted to show off, but he didn't expect to bring the war to himself. He quickly said, "It's not me, it's not me!"

[Blackwater-Six]: "It's not you? Then what did you mean by that? It's obvious that you knew it a long time ago!"

As if a little embarrassed, Black Water No. 2 was silent for half a cup of tea before replying: "Ah... I'm just an ordinary passerby, passing by, and happened to see a demon-suppressing master killing No. 1... By the way, I think this demon-suppressing master is very suitable to join our Black Water Sect."

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