He lowered his head and murmured to himself, "Especially after this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hide it anymore. I can only take a desperate gamble. Boss Pang, don't blame me. I have no choice..."
The next moment, his tone changed abruptly, turning heated:
"Boss Pang, the imperial court is rotten. I've fought tooth and nail in the Six Doors for over ten years. I don't even know how many times I've been injured, but what have we gained? Nothing that comes close to what we've given!"
"Heh, no matter how hard we fight, no matter how much we toil our whole lives, it can't compare to a casual step taken by the children of the powerful. Take An Pingsheng, for example. The moment he joined the Six Doors, he became our immediate superior! What does he know? Nothing! All he does is order us around, telling us to do this and that. Boss Pang, are you willing to let An Pingsheng, who's barely older than your son, walk all over you?"
The many Six Doors constables were speechless.
Boss Pang let out a long sigh and shook his head. "There's nothing more to say. I have no words."
As he spoke, he took out a porcelain bottle, tipped out a pill, and swallowed it. Without the slightest hesitation, he pulled the sword from his chest. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his energy, which had fallen to rock bottom, rapidly recovered.
"Not good! What kind of pill did he take? His wounds are healing! Everyone, attack!"
Huo Jian's expression shifted.
"Yes!"
Amid their uniform reply, dozens of Martial Artists charged from all directions to attack.
"What a strong smell of blood!"
Lu Yuan furrowed his brows. He caught a powerful stench of blood.
He moved, lowered his body, and hurried toward the direction the stench came from.
After a hundred meters, the view opened up. In the forest, dozens of bodies lay scattered every which way. Corpses littered the ground, limbs were strewn everywhere, and the stench hit him in the face.
Among the bodies stood more than a dozen people.
Fifteen stood on one side, and three on the other.
One of the three was Xu Ziyi.
The three Six Doors men were covered in wounds and smeared with blood. Their blades had been hacked so much that their edges were chipped.
After a fierce battle, Huo Jian's breathing was slightly ragged. "Lord Pang, my superior thinks highly of you. As long as you're willing to join us, we'll be on the same side, and your life will be spared."
Pang Tianlong's hair hung loose. His left arm bent backward, nearly at a right angle, exposing pale bone. He dragged one foot along the ground and could stand only on the other leg.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Pang Tianlong trembled all over with pain, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. Yet when he heard Huo Jian's words, he still laughed scornfully.
"Join you? Join your fucking ass! I'll fuck your mother! You bunch of inhuman cultists want me to join you? Keep dreaming! If you want to kill me, then kill me. If I so much as furrow my brow, I'm your granddad's bastard!"
Xu Ziyi sneered too. "Well said. We've already taken out dozens of you. Even if we die, it'll have been worth it! Come on, then!"
Huo Jian wasn't angered by their taunts. He shook his head in disappointment. "Pang Tianlong, you're already this old, and you're still so blindly loyal to the imperial court?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Taiping Sect followers suddenly felt their hearts tremble. Huo Jian whipped his head around. In the distance, fierce winds howled and plants tumbled. A figure came charging toward them with utterly ferocious force.
Boom! Boom!
The charging figure moved at incredible speed, each step heavy as an elephant running at full tilt. The thuds beneath his feet were no longer footsteps, but the pounding of a war drum.
At the sight of this, even a master like Huo Jian, whose Qi and Blood were nearly like a tiger's, felt his heart leap.
"A master! Has someone from the Six Doors come to save Pang Tianlong?"
Huo Jian's gaze narrowed as he scanned the surroundings as fast as he could. Seeing only one person, he finally relaxed a little.
"There's only one! Kill him! You three, kill Pang Tianlong and the others!"
Bang!!
The ground shook within a ten-meter radius as Lu Yuan stamped down hard. Terrifying recoil surged up through his legs.
In the blink of an eye, the long saber in his hand swept up with a whistling howl, unleashing a broad ribbon of blade light.
Facing this bunch of inhuman Taiping Sect followers, he had not the slightest inclination to hold back.
There was only killing!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The blade light poured down like liquid silver.
Huo Jian was the main target of this slash, but everyone within reach of the blade was swept into it as well.
The force rushed at them, the blade light pierced to the bone. Its fierceness was so chilling, its killing intent so thick, that Huo Jian and the others felt as if they had leaped into a sea of blades, with sharp edges slicing at them from every direction.
At that moment, everyone's hearts pounded wildly.
Only now did they understand why Huo Jian had reacted so strongly. They hadn't even crossed blades, yet they could already tell that the masked man was ferocious beyond belief.
"Kill!"
Huo Jian growled. His wrist flicked, and the sharp sword in his hand burst into a forest of sword light.
Clang!!
The next moment, that cruel, bone-chilling blade light came crashing down, accompanied by an immense force.
At that moment, Huo Jian wondered if the person before him was a giant beast wearing human skin.
His strength—
It was too terrifying!!
Hiss!!
Huo Jian felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth as it split open. The forest of sword light vanished.
He seemed to have blocked Lu Yuan's saber, but he couldn't stop the force that crashed over him like raging waves.
That force came surging up the sword in an instant, sweeping from his wrist to his arm, shoulder, and entire body like a storm-tossed sea.
The immense force exploded like dynamite.
Huo Jian flew more than ten meters like a broken doll, his clothes drenched in blood.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!!!
His shoulder smashed into the chest of the man behind him, while Lu Yuan stretched out his arm. Like a tiger among wolves, he swung his long saber, and his hands and feet were just as busy. He had turned into a killing machine.
Wherever he went, no one could withstand even a single blow. Anyone who collided with him either died or was crippled, their bones crushed to powder.
Even two experts who had undergone three or four Blood Changes couldn't withstand his immense strength. He beat them all to death.
At that moment, Lu Yuan was like a battle-hardened general who charged through the enemy ranks again and again, trampling through their camps from one end to the other. No one could withstand such pure, explosive force.
Just by fusing with part of the Taisui Divine Ability, his strength had become this terrifying. If he fused with all of it, just how much control over his strength would he have?
Lu Yuan couldn't even imagine it.
The three Taiping Sect followers who were attacking Pang Tianlong and the others heard the screams and looked over. Their companions were being slaughtered like lambs.
Their sole enemy's blade light was like a violent storm, with hailstones mixed in. Wherever it went, severed limbs and blood danced through the air.
Even Huo Jian lay motionless nearby, his fate unknown.
Their scalps prickled with terror, and their whole bodies went cold. They couldn't spare a thought for finishing off Pang Tianlong and the others. Without a second thought, they turned and ran.
"Trying to run? Did you ask me first?"
Lu Yuan used his movement technique. In just five or six seconds, he caught up with the three fugitives and dispatched them in a few swift blows.
Pang Tianlong and the other two warily watched the masked man walk back, his saber dripping with blood.
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