Li Jing's Death!

"Hm? Why were two of them attacking Li Jing, yet the assault I faced was still so fierce?"

Amid the fierce battle, Gao Han vaguely sensed something was wrong. A warning rose in his heart for no apparent reason, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

Shouts of rage rang out without pause. Gao Han and Li Jing traded blows, each adding fresh wounds to the other. As the wounds mounted, Li Jing only grew more frenzied. Lu Yuan, meanwhile, had become a supporting player. He seemed to be struggling to keep up, but in truth he hadn't suffered a scratch.

Still, Lu Yuan wasn't just sitting on the sidelines. That would have made the act too obvious. Overall, Li Jing was at a disadvantage; under their relentless assault, he was already being driven back step by step.

Lu Yuan collided fiercely with Li Jing, then staggered back five or six steps, his arm trembling as if it couldn't withstand Li Jing's strength.

Those five or six steps Lu Yuan retreated gave Li Jing and Gao Han a chance to fight one-on-one.

"Die!!"

Li Jing roared wildly, his blood surging. Even his eyes glowed red.

"Damn it! He's going all out!! That guy was so fierce at first, so how come he turned into a pushover as soon as I showed up?"

Gao Han was startled, but then Li Jing sprang toward him, screaming madly as he rammed his head at him.

The attack was so ferocious that Gao Han was caught off guard. He hadn't expected Li Jing to be crazy enough to headbutt him, and the vicious blow slammed into his chest.

"Pfft!!"

With a cracking sound, Gao Han's breastbone caved in. A string of bones snapped as blood gushed from his mouth and nose.

Although Li Jing's move had left him seeing stars too, he didn't stop. He hammered Gao Han's chest with his elbows, swift as thunder and fierce as cannon fire.

Gao Han flew away. His breastbone, ribs, and spine all snapped, and a long streak of blood trailed behind him through the air. By the time he hit the ground, his upper body had been crushed to pieces. He was on his last legs, with only a single breath left.

"Beautifully done!!"

A murderous glint flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes. His sinews and bones rang out as he stopped holding back and attacked with all his might.

Swish, swish, swish!!!

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen slashes rained down, blanketing Li Jing like a raging storm.

Great Gale Saber Technique!!

The blade light covered several meters around them. In an instant, Li Jing felt as if everything before his eyes had vanished. All he could see was blade light, slicing apart everything in its path.

Fast, fast, fast!!

Heavy, heavy, heavy!!

Fierce, fierce, fierce!!

"What!! How did this man's saber suddenly get so fast and heavy?"

The moment they clashed, sparks flew. Li Jing's heart shook violently. Each of the man's strikes carried more than twice the force of before. The blows numbed his arms and stung his palms, nearly making him drop the horse-chopping saber in his hands.

In an instant, he was on the brink of death.

What he didn't know was that Lu Yuan had been pretending to be weak from the very beginning, all to lure Gao Han into coming to his death.

Now that Gao Han was dead, Lu Yuan naturally had to kill Li Jing as quickly as possible.

Lu Yuan's strength had been superior to Li Jing's in every way from the start. Once he got serious, Li Jing didn't even have a moment to catch his breath.

Clang, clang, clang!!

Li Jing swung his horse-chopping saber to defend himself. Sparks flew with every collision, his arm growing more and more numb, his palm split and dripping blood. He could only parry; he had no chance to attack.

Facing Lu Yuan's fast, heavy saber strikes, he felt as if he couldn't breathe. His steps and breathing both began to falter.

"Too slow! Too slow! Your saber is too slow! Faster! Faster!!"

Lu Yuan's fiendish laughter echoed in his ears. Blood sprayed from Li Jing's mouth and nose as he endured the agony and fought back, his heart filled with fear and fury.

No!

If this goes on, I'll die!

I need my big brother to save me!

Li Jing wanted to shout for help, but he didn't dare open his mouth. He knew that if he let out the breath he was holding, he would be defeated at once.

The next moment!

Crack!

Clang!

Li Jing's horse-chopping saber and Lu Yuan's Po Jun both snapped at once.

"Perfect! Without your saber, let's see how you fight!"

Li Jing was overjoyed. Like a ferocious tiger, he tossed aside his broken blade and lunged forward.

His opponent's saber skills were so superb that most of his strength clearly came from his saber. Now that it had broken, his power would surely drop by a large margin, like a tiger or leopard stripped of its claws and fangs.

But Li Jing had actually started out training in fist techniques. He had taken up the saber later, and over the years he had trained both his saber and his fists side by side.

Now that his opponent had lost his blade, this was the perfect chance to turn the tables.

"You think you can turn the tables? Dream on!"

The bricks shattered as Lu Yuan shot through the air like an eagle diving from the sky, like a dragon bursting from its abyss. His body tore through the air as he charged at Li Jing with speed he couldn't have imagined. In a savage rush, Lu Yuan broke through his guard in the blink of an eye and slammed a punch into his chest.

Li Jing's tiger-like body flew away like a broken doll, blood spraying across the sky.

As he flew through the air, the bones inside him crackled like firecrackers. Who knew how many had shattered?

Lu Yuan's ferocious blow had sent a wave of shock through his body, shattering his sinews and bones.

"Ahhh!!"

Li Jing hit the ground, rolling and screaming.

The bandits saw this and were utterly shocked.

"Did the Third Boss lose?"

The Third Boss was one of Iron Dragon Stockade's top fighters. He had overpowered Gao Han, one of Li Zongming's men, and even killed him. Yet in the blink of an eye, he had been killed by a Taiping Sect follower wearing a strange mask.

"Don't kill me... I'm useful... Please don't kill me. I have money. I can give it to you... Spare my worthless life... I can join the Taiping Sect."

Li Jing was overcome with terror. Feeling the Grim Reaper's scythe at his throat, he forgot all about his dignity and begged loudly.

"Hahaha, good. Don't kill him. He'll be more useful alive..."

The Deputy Helm Master was overjoyed nearby. Gao Han was dead, but if they could recruit Li Jing, it would make up for their loss and deal a heavy blow to Iron Dragon Stockade.

At those words, Li Jing was ecstatic. He secretly swore: Whoever you are! Once I recover, I'll tear you limb from limb and slaughter your whole family. I'll kill the men and rape the women!!

Being beaten like a dog in front of everyone and begging for mercy without any dignity had humiliated Li Jing so badly that he was nearly mad. He swore he would use the cruelest methods to take revenge on Lu Yuan one day.

Of course, for now, he could only pretend to be weak and play the dog. He had to survive first.

Hearing the Deputy Helm Master's words, Lu Yuan stopped walking. Li Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, Lu Yuan's foot slipped, and he seemed to teleport. He reached out, grabbed, and twisted.

Crack!

Li Jing's head was twisted a full hundred and eighty degrees. With a crack, it lolled limply to the side, his vicious expression frozen on his face.

The head hanging over his chest still had its eyes open, staring straight at Lu Yuan, filled with unwillingness and disbelief.

He would never have imagined that he would die at the hands of a seventeen-year-old young man. Even in death, he didn't know who had killed him.

After killing Li Jing, Lu Yuan finally felt as if he'd let off a deep-seated burst of anger. For a moment, his thoughts flowed freely.