Slaughter Them All!

Qin Ming snorted coldly. To use his claw technique in front of him was like showing off his broadsword in front of Guan Yu.

With a sudden jerk of his hand, he struck first, precisely grabbing the other's five fingers and crushing the other's hand into a bloody pulp with a sudden burst of force.

Qin Ming then unleashed a powerful palm strike, the force of which quickly penetrated his lungs and internal organs.

"You--"

The man staggered backward, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and died on the spot.

"Court death!"

The remaining men were enraged and swarmed towards Qin Ming, their swords and knives aimed at Qin Ming head.

"Clang clang--"

The swords and blades that landed on Qin Ming's head were either deflected or shattered, leaving no white marks whatsoever.

"Iron Head Skill! He's practiced the Iron Head Skill, Horizontal Training Martial Arts involves striking other areas!"

Someone shouted, and more than a dozen long swords slashed down at Qin Ming's arms, but it was all in vain.

His sleeves were cut off, revealing Qin Ming's arms, which were as black as ink.

"Horizontal Training Martial Arts, Iron Arm Art! Attack his chest!"

"Get out of the way!"

A man wielding a long spear, the tip flashing with light, precisely pierced Qin Ming's chest.

"Laugh!"

The spear tip was firmly pressed against him, and a layer of skin appeared on Qin Ming's body, as if he were wearing an iron armor.

"Shaolin Temple's Horizontal Training Martial Arts Iron Body Shirt! How is that possible!"

Everyone was shocked.

It's incredible that someone can simultaneously cultivate three completely different Horizontal Training Martial Arts, and all of them have reached an extremely terrifying level!

"I'll do it!"

One of them knew about Iron Body Shirt and its weakness. He swung his meteor hammer and launched a sneak attack from behind, striking Qin Ming heavily in the groin.

"Iron Body Shirt won't protect your groin, kid. Let's see if you live or die!"

Thump!

The moment the giant hammer struck their groin, it emitted a tremendous buzzing sound, so loud that everyone instinctively covered their ears, their heads throbbing with pain.

The man who swung the hammer screamed in agony. The enormous recoil instantly shattered his tiger's mouth, broke the bones in his arms, and tore apart the sleeves of both arms. He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to be pulverized.

His face was filled with horror, as if he had been smashed into a solid giant bell and was almost killed by the shock.

"How can the Iron Body Shirt technique not reach the groin area? What kind of technique is that?"

In just a few breaths, dozens of attacks struck Qin Ming, but they didn't even break his skin.

At that moment, everyone's expression completely changed.

The young man before me is actually Greater Mastery of Horizontal Training Martial Arts!

"Sir, perhaps this is a misunderstanding."

They quickly released Xiangxiang.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Xiangxiang threw herself onto Zhang Laotou and cried her heart out.

Zhang Laotou was barely breathing, clearly nearing his end. He was already old and in poor health, and now, after being injured like this, his vital energy was severely depleted. Even a divine physician would be helpless.

"A misunderstanding? I don't think it's a misunderstanding."

Qin Ming gave a forced smile.

The next moment, he casually picked up a long knife, and his entire body swept across the entire area like a violent whirlwind. In just two breaths, everyone's head fell to the ground.

The points for the Pig-Slaying Saber Technique on the panel increased dramatically. Qin Ming looked thoughtfully at the long sword in his hand, which was not actually Butcher's Knife.

He had always thought that only by using Butcher's Knife to kill living beings could he increase his proficiency in Pig-Slaying Saber Techniques, but now it seemed that this was not the case.

Anything done with a knife, whether it's a long knife or Butcher's Knife, will increase your proficiency in Pig-Slaying Saber Techniques.

A Butcher's Knife can be any type of knife.

Just like the Pig-Slaying Saber Technique, it's not only killing pigs that increases proficiency points. In this chaotic world, human life is as cheap as pigs', so killing people can also increase proficiency points in the Pig-Slaying Saber Technique.

"Uncle Zhang, do you have any last wishes?"

Seeing that Zhang Laotou was about to pass away, Qin Ming squatted down and sighed silently in his heart.

This chaotic world truly makes it impossible for the poor to survive.

"Um... benefactor, please... don't let Xiangxiang... become Sacrifice..."

Zhang Laotou took a deep breath, and his complexion immediately became much rosier.

"Grandfather!"

Xiangxiang cried even louder, because she realized this was a sign that Zhang Laotou was experiencing a final burst of energy before his death.

"As long as Xiangxiang survives this year's River God Sacrifice, she will be safe. Of course, if you don't mind, you can keep Xiangxiang by your side as a maid. If you find her a burden, please arrange a way for her to make a living."

Zhang Laotou spoke urgently, clearly knowing that his time was running out.

Qin Ming looked at Xiangxiang, who was crying her heart out, and took out the handkerchief that Xiangxiang had given him earlier from his pocket.

If it weren't for this incident, he could have easily left behind some silver, enough for Zhang Laotou and his grandson to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes.

"Okay, I promise."

Qin Ming nodded.

On the Li River, Qin Ming was pulled by that strange force. If it weren't for Zhang Laotou's fishing boat, he would have been badly injured, if not killed.

For this reason alone, Qin Ming cannot stand idly by.

"Xiangxiang, from now on you'll be with our benefactor. Remember to be diligent and quick. After Grandpa's gone, you must take good care of yourself..."

Zhang Laotou's body stiffened, his head lolled to the side, and he fell silent.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Xiangxiang burst into tears.

Qin Ming silently shook his head.

"You're asking for death! Who are you to dare kill someone from my Golden Coin Gang!"

A loud shout came from behind; it was the Golden Coin Gang members who had received the message and rushed over to provide support.

The leader was Tian Zheng, the hall master of the Golden Coin Gang, who was at the Late Stage of the Bone Refining Realm.

"Those who step through the threshold shall die!"

Qin Ming glanced at everyone, his voice icy.

The look in Qin Ming's eyes was filled with killing intent and warning, and Tian Zheng couldn't help but tremble, intimidated by Qin Ming's gaze.

"This person is not to be trifled with!"

Tian Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

He was now in a difficult position. Qin Ming had killed so many members of the Golden Coin Gang; if he were to step down as the leader, he would lose all face and how could he maintain his authority in the future?

Looking at the hundreds of gang members behind him, Tian Zheng felt a little relieved.

Qin Ming looked young, so his strength couldn't be that great. His pale face indicated he was injured. This was the territory of the Golden Coin Gang, so if they could hold him off for a while, the other leaders and experts of the Golden Coin Gang would arrive soon.

With this in mind, Tian Zheng immediately made a decision.

"Surround them! Don't let them escape!"

Upon hearing this, hundreds of gang members immediately rushed in and surrounded Qin Ming.

"I gave you a chance, but unfortunately..."

Qin Ming didn't waste any more words. Looking at the long sword beside him, which had been chipped and dulled by the previous attack, he suddenly slapped his palm against the blade.

A powerful palm strike erupted, shattering the longsword into countless fragments.

The next moment, Qin Ming's two hands moved rapidly, turning into countless afterimages. The fragments of the long sword transformed into countless terrifying killing weapons, shooting out continuously.

"Whoosh!"

Driven by Qin Ming's Perfection Realm Swallow Flying Daggers technique, fragments of the blade accurately struck members of the Golden Coin Gang.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people fell one after another, like wheat being harvested.

With Qin Ming's immense strength amplified, the fragments often pierced through the bodies of several people in succession, instantly severing the limbs of many. Even those at the Flesh Refining Realm were unable to withstand the slightest damage.

"Court death!"

Tian Zheng was both shocked and furious. He took a bow and arrow from the person next to him and quickly aimed it at Qin Ming's head.

"Call out!"

The arrow pierced through the air and struck Qin Ming squarely between the eyebrows.

"Crack!" The arrowhead shattered, and the arrow shaft broke in two.

Tian Zheng's arrow only left a white mark between Qin Ming's eyebrows.

"How is that possible?! That's Fifty-Shi Bow!"

Tian Zheng's expression changed drastically as he finally realized Qin Ming's terrifying strength. He quickly retreated.

"Want to leave?"

Qin Ming stomped his foot hard, creating a large crater in the ground, and shot out like an arrow.

Tian Zheng only felt a blur before his eyes, and Qin Ming was already in front of him.

The Fire Poison Power swirled around his palms, Qin Ming's eyes were cold, and a powerful force erupted with each strike.

Feeling the terrifying heat emanating from Qin Ming's palms, a sense of impending death enveloped his entire body.

"No!"

Tian Zheng tried his best to resist, but when the palm struck, he realized how wrong he had been.

His arms were broken, his entire chest was caved in by the blow, and terrifying Fire Poison frantically entered his body, damaging his meridians.

"No!!"

Tian Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, spewing Fire Poison from all seven orifices.

In the blink of an eye, Tian Zheng was burned alive by the Fire Poison.

Qin Ming drew his sword and swept it across, killing all the remaining people.

He used his skillful butchering technique to dissect Cook Ding Dissects the Ox, leaving behind only human bones, flesh, Five Viscera and Six Bowels scattered everywhere.

Qin Ming quickly searched the corpse, finding some silver notes and martial arts manuals, which he then put into his bundle.

"It's time to go."

Qin Ming quickly left the place with Xiangxiang and Zhang Laotou's body.

Shortly after they left, reinforcements from the Golden Coin Gang arrived quickly. When they saw the mangled flesh and human heads scattered all over the ground, everyone was terrified, and many people immediately bent over and vomited.

"Who the hell did this? I'll tear him to pieces! Investigate!"

The leader of the Golden Coin Gang roared.

Outside the city.

Qin Ming had already buried Zhang Laotou.

Xiangxiang knelt before the grave, burning paper money and sobbing softly.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Xiangxiang will definitely listen to you and serve our benefactor well."

"Xiangxiang, are you really sure? I have a lot of enemies. If you follow me, you might get involved, and you might even lose your life."

Qin Ming slowly spoke, "If you're willing, I can send you away from the Desolate City now, and then arrange a good family for you. As long as you live in anonymity and get through this year's River God Sacrifice, you'll be safe afterward."

"Safety? In this chaotic world, what true safety is there?"

Xiangxiang gave a bitter smile.

"Not to mention poor families like mine, even local gentry, wealthy Lineage, and gangs face the risk of destruction. Xiangxiang has seen no fewer than dozens of them. Those high-class young ladies and maids have all ended up as prostitutes. In this chaotic world, there is no true safety."

So, you want to come with me?

"Yes, if she hadn't met her benefactor, Xiangxiang would have been captured and become Sacrifice for the River God Sacrifice. Now, being able to live one more day is a bonus. Even if Xiangxiang dies because of her benefactor, Xiangxiang will have no regrets."

Qin Ming was surprised that Xiangxiang had such a mindset.

He gave Xiangxiang a deep look. "Okay, I hope you won't regret it later."

"Xiangxiang won't regret it."

Qin Ming turned to look in the direction of the Desolate City, his eyes flickering, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "Let's go, it's time to go back."