Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

Xiang Yunchi's words touched Bao Guanyang's sore spot. His expression instantly became hideous and his beautiful facial features were twisted, as if he was enduring some great pain.

"Take your life!"

Accompanied by roars, a gleaming sword slashed down towards Xiang Yunchi's face with resolute force. At this moment, he wanted to kill the "beauty" more than to play with her and satisfy his lust!

Bao Guanyang's martial arts stats ranked eighth in the martial arts world, far inferior to Xiang Yunchi. In the past, encounters with him had only resulted in a beating. But today was different. Xiang Yunchi, wounded, wielded his crescent-shaped broadsword with greater ferocity than ever, confident in his movements. Rays of white light hissed through the air, sending leaves scattering wherever they passed.

Ming San was tightly entangled by Yue Yi and the others, unable to spare any time. From the corner of his eye, he would occasionally glance in the direction of the Lord, his heart as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Elder Li and Elder Wang hadn't come to support him yet, so they must have encountered a formidable opponent just like him. It seemed that the Moon Shadow Pavilion had made full preparations to destroy the Underworld Palace today.

"Bao Guanyang, the knife in your hand is much tougher than your face. You're no longer as majestic as you used to be, but the knife does look good against your face. If you look closely, you'll find that you're more manly." Xiang Yunchi dodged all his attacks, looking relaxed and at ease, but in fact, the three wounds on his chest that had barely healed had reopened.

Bao Guanyang was so angry that he laughed, and the sinister laugh echoed in the dense forest like a devil's voice.

"When the weather is not right, the sun and the moon have no light; when people are not right, good fortunes will disappear. Xiang Yunchi, at this point, all you have left is your mouth to show off your power! This sect leader has changed his mind. I will kill you today and make sure you die with regrets." After saying this, his shrill laughter became even more rampant.

"Bao Guanyang, today I will pull out your ribs one by one and make a fine human-shaped pipa for me to play and sing every day." Xiang Yunchi was completely enraged by this guy. He ignored the pain and released all his aura. The short blade in his hand instantly turned into a long sword. With a wave of his arm, the long sword suddenly split into two.

With a flick of his wrist, a dazzling display of sword flowers appeared in the air, and he met the "white snakes" with thunderous force. The energy in his dantian was raised to 90%, and each move cut through the air with unparalleled ferocity, showing no sign of injury.

A hundred or so men in black rushed forward, and were all knocked down by the powerful sword energy.

Bao Guanyang was shocked, and the expression on his face instantly became colorful.

Damn it, didn't Wei Jiusi say Xiang Yunchi was injured? How could he still fight so well even though he was injured?

Anger surged into his heart like a huge wave, and he almost couldn't hold back and turned against Wei Jiusi, the scoundrel, and killed him with a single blow!

Xiang Yunchi is worthy of being the fifth biggest boss in the underworld. He and Ming San were fighting against a hundred people with only two of them, and they were still evenly matched.

Having written this far, I have to show off the strength of the Underworld Palace.

The Dark Palace and Moon Shadow Pavilion are the two largest assassination organizations in the Jianghu. Their leaders are equally powerful. If we were to compare them, Xiang Yunchi would have a slight advantage.

In terms of disciple strength, the Dark Palace was undoubtedly stronger. Although the Dark Palace had fewer disciples than the Moon Shadow Pavilion, their skills were so refined that one could be worth three.

In addition, the Hades Palace has a little-known hidden strength, which is Xiang Yunchi's eight big brothers. Now each of them has become the leader of the sect. If they are all counted, there is no doubt that the throne of the number one in the world belongs to Xiang Yunchi.

At this moment, one of his brothers, Kong Huiyin, the leader of the Zhendao Sect, was leading a large group of disciples to the place where the signal was sent to provide support.

But they were still one step behind Wei Jiusi. Along the way, they only saw Ming Wu lying on the ground covered in blood.

Ruan Chuyin was still sitting in the carriage at this time, but the person in the carriage had become someone else.

"Have you cried enough?" Wei Jiusi glanced impatiently at Ruan Chuyin and the frightened puppy curled up in a corner of the carriage. The murderous aura emanating from him was stronger than before.

He had originally considered finishing the woman off with a single blow, but she was wearing a dress the same color as his, even the pattern embroidered on it was similar: beautiful lines of cloud-like patterns. This made him hesitate to act so quickly. Furthermore, her eyes, as bright as stars, were a hundred times more beautiful than any other woman's he had ever seen. So, he decided not to kill her, and instead thought of a more interesting way to play.

"Where... are you taking me...?" Ruan Chuyin raised her head and looked at the terrifying man in front of her with tears in her eyes. He was emitting a sinister aura all over his body, and she couldn't help but hiccuping because of fear.

The man just knocked Ming Wu to the ground in just half a cup of tea. The last glance at him before he was taken away showed that he had clearly become a bloody corpse.

She had never thought that one day she would fall into the hands of a group of desperate criminals. Now that Xiang Yunchi is not around, what should she do?

Tears kept falling on the back of her hands. Ruan Chuyin tried her best to blow her nose, trying not to let her snot get on her veil.

"Let's go back to my home." Wei Jiusi lit the small red clay stove beside him and started to make fragrant tea.

"What are you going back to your house for?" Ruan Chuyin became even more nervous when she heard that. Her heartbeat instantly quickened and her mind became a mess.

Wei Jiusi suddenly stopped what he was doing, turned his head and stared at her with a sinister smile, "Be my guest! Your man gave me a generous gift. As a courtesy, I will also give him a generous gift in return. You look delicate and tender, do you think I should cut a long cut on your face, or leave one on your back like I did? But I never suffer any loss in doing things. Your man gave me a cut, so I must give you two cuts in return. After that, I will let you go. Girl, just take this as a lesson. Don't be blind in the future. Be a man and follow me. Do you understand?"

Ruan Chuyin almost screamed, her whole body shaking like a sieve, she was so scared that she even forgot to cry.

After three breaths, earth-shaking cries exploded in the carriage. Wei Jiusi shook his right hand, and scalding tea slowly flowed down his tiger's mouth.

"Damn it, you're courting death!" He had never been one to show mercy to women. There were also female assassins in Yueying Pavilion, and just like the men, they had all gone through rounds of bloody trials to emerge. Ruan Chuyin's voice undoubtedly hit his sore spot. A large hand appeared from thin air, grabbed her collar, and pulled her towards him.

"I'll count to three. If you keep crying, I'll break your neck. Think it through!" Wei Jiusi stared into those beautiful eyes. Somehow, the strength in his hands suddenly loosened. When he came to his senses, the bloodthirsty look in his eyes deepened.

How dare you use your honey on him? You must be tired of living! The strength in his hand doubled compared to before, pulling the delicate woman so hard that she lost half of her breathing space.

Ruan Chuyin's bones became stiff from being pulled by him!

Just cry!

But at the last moment, he was still afraid of death and backed down.

"Brother, I'm not his woman. You've caught the wrong person! Please be kind and let me go!" She sobbed softly, her eyes blurred by tears, and the blur became a straight line.

"Do you think I'm three years old? If you weren't his woman, would you stay in his carriage? Would you let an eighth-level killer from the Hades Palace escort you?" Wei Jiusi looked at her crying with tears and snot, and distanced himself from her with disgust, loosening the strength in his hands at the same time.

"How sleazy! Xiang Yunchi actually likes a woman like you?" The more he looked at Ruan Chuyin, the more disgusted he became. The lotus-pink veil was already soaked with tears and snot, yet somehow, he pulled a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and handed it to her. Suddenly, he reacted and instantly retracted his hand.

Ruan Chuyin had lost her temper due to the threat from this man.

They scratched her face, scratched her back, pulled her neck, told her not to shout or cry, and now they're calling her sloppy. I can't stand it anymore!

The crying stopped abruptly, she took out a handkerchief embroidered with jasmine flowers from her arms, took off her veil and wiped her face carefully twice.

"Are you still sloppy?" She asked with red eyes, red nose, red face and distorted voice while staring at him.