Slaying!

"You're quite vigilant!"

A rough voice rang out.

With the voice, a burly, square-faced middle-aged man with resolute features and copper-studded bracers on both arms strode out.

Two others stood beside him. One was a clean-shaven man around fifty; Lin Changsheng had seen the other before—it was none other than He Tieshou, master of the Iron Hand Martial School.

"Master He, if I'm not mistaken, these two must be the masters of the Golden Bell Martial School and the Flowing Cloud Martial School?"

Lin Changsheng looked at He Tieshou and spoke calmly.

"Precisely!"

He Tieshou looked at Lin Changsheng, his gaze gloomy. "Why did you enter my martial school and steal the Iron Sand Palm?"

At this moment, He Tieshou was also deeply puzzled.

The young man before him was so young, and his aura was concealed. He did not look like a Second-Rate Expert Realm martial artist at all!

Yet Chen Ling had claimed that he was the murderer who killed Ma Zhankui!

One had to know that Ma Zhankui was one of Pasture City's four great experts. Anyone capable of killing him had to be at least in the Second-Rate Realm!

"As long as your Iron Hand Martial School is paid silver, anyone can learn the Iron Sand Palm. I paid ten taels of silver and entered openly and honestly. How could that be called stealing?"

Lin Changsheng smiled faintly. "I learned the Iron Sand Palm from your martial school, so there was some bond between us. Yet you still came. Then there is nothing more to say!"

"Cut the nonsense! You entered my Iron Hand Martial School with ill intent. Today, this old man will reclaim the Iron Sand Palm you stole!"

He Tieshou narrowed his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

"You have sharp eyes! I am Liao Jinzhong!"

"Ji Liuyun. At another's request, I have come to borrow your head. Please forgive me!"

At this moment, the other two stepped forward, forming a horned formation as they surrounded Lin Changsheng. Killing intent filled the air, condensing almost into substance!

"At whose request? Chen Ling's?"

Lin Changsheng narrowed his eyes.

"You killed Ma Zhankui, and your Arrow Technique is indeed exceptional. But you have no bow and arrows in hand now. Today, you will certainly die!" Ji Liuyun looked at Lin Changsheng as though he were already dead and took a step forward!

The aura around him continuously rose.

"Heh!"

Lin Changsheng sneered. "Is that so?"

He had already advanced into the First-Rate Master realm!

Killing three Second-Rate martial artists would be no harder than pinching vegetables!

"Arrogant!!"

Liao Jinzhong narrowed his eyes. His fist, as large as a sea bowl, tore through the air and smashed toward Lin Changsheng's head.

At the same time.

He Tieshou also chopped a palm toward Lin Changsheng's neck.

Whoosh!

Lin Changsheng's figure flashed, instantly slipping out of the encirclement of the three men.

Using the Flying Eaves Lightness Skill, Lin Changsheng circulated the Iron Sand Palm and slashed at the shoulder of the nearest man, Liao Jinzhong!

"Golden Bell Shield!"

Seeing Lin Changsheng's palm slash toward him, Liao Jinzhong shook both arms. A faint yellow glow flickered across his entire body—it was clearly the Perfect Stage Golden Bell Shield!

Liao Jinzhong had cultivated the Golden Bell Shield for decades and had already reached the Perfect Stage!

His fleshly body was incomparably tough; ordinary blades and swords could not harm him in the slightest.

Although the youth before him had relied on his formidable Arrow Technique to kill Ma Zhankui, he had no bow or arrows in his hands now. He was a tiger without teeth!

Crack!

A burst of bone-cracking sounds rang out. Liao Jinzhong felt intense pain in his shoulder as a tremendous force blasted him flying backward. He landed more than three meters away!

"Argh!"

Liao Jinzhong groaned and turned to look, only to discover that his shoulder had caved in, a bloody mess of mangled flesh. One of his arms was clearly crippled.

"You... you actually broke my Golden Bell Shield? This... no... impossible?"

"No... you're a First-Rate Master!"

Liao Jinzhong looked at Lin Changsheng, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Then his heart jolted.

There was only one possibility for someone to break his Golden Bell Shield!

A First-Rate Master!

He had never expected his Golden Bell Shield, which had made his name through righteousness, to be broken by this young man. And this youth was not even twenty, yet he was already a First-Rate Master!

Just how had he cultivated?

One had to know that he had painstakingly cultivated the Golden Bell Shield for over forty years, yet he had only reached the Second-Class Peak. The barrier to advancing into the First-Class Realm had blocked him for decades!

"A First-Rate Master! This... this is bad!"

Seeing Liao Jinzhong's collapsed shoulder and the powerful aura suddenly erupting from Lin Changsheng, He Tieshou felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar. Without a moment's hesitation, he turned and fled!

He knew all too well the enormous gap between a Second-Rate Expert Realm martial artist and a First-Rate Master!

Even if he offended County Magistrate Chen Ling, he did not dare face the youth before him again!

Preserving his life came first!

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Lin Changsheng's figure flashed, appearing beside He Tieshou. His Perfect Stage Iron Sand Palm slammed out!

"Break!"

Seeing that there was no escape, He Tieshou roared and met it with his own Perfect Stage Iron Sand Palm.

Bang!

Crack!

Inner force thundered, followed by the sound of bones breaking.

"You... Perfect Stage Iron Sand Palm!"

He Tieshou staggered back four or five steps, staring at Lin Changsheng in shock. At that moment, the bones in his right hand had shattered inch by inch, twisted like a fried dough twist!

They both possessed the Perfect Stage Iron Sand Palm, but under the suppression of their realms, he was no match at all.

What he could not believe was that Lin Changsheng had learned the Iron Sand Palm less than two months ago and had already brought it to the Perfect Stage?

At this time.

In a single exchange, Liao Jinzhong of the Golden Bell Martial School and He Tieshou of the Iron Hand Martial School had both been crippled. How could Ji Liuyun of the Flowing Cloud Martial School dare remain? His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared over nine meters away!

The Flowing Cloud Lightness Method of the Flowing Cloud Martial School excelled in Lightness Skill.

"Nine Stars Linked!"

Lin Changsheng's eyes flashed. He grabbed a handful of pebbles from the ground and used the concealed weapon technique Nine Stars Linked. The nine pebbles contained the inner force of a First-Rate Master, stirring up sharp whistling winds as they shot toward Ji Liuyun from tricky angles.

Hearing the concealed weapons cut through the air, Ji Liuyun immediately swept up a curtain of sword light, intending to block them.

Unfortunately, the Nine Stars Linked concealed weapon technique used a special inner force to arrange the weapons in the formation of nine linked stars. Once they neared their target, they would change angles, becoming so tricky that they were impossible to guard against!

Ji Liuyun's eyes and the center of his back were struck by the concealed weapons. His eyeballs burst from their sockets, and he fell to the ground, howling and rolling about.

At this moment, Liao Jinzhong and He Tieshou staggered toward Pasture City.

"Die!"

Lin Changsheng used the Flying Eaves Lightness Skill and caught up with Liao Jinzhong. His Iron Sand Palm struck Liao Jinzhong's head. In an instant, Liao Jinzhong's skull shattered, and he died on the spot. After killing Liao Jinzhong, Lin Changsheng walked toward He Tieshou.

"Y-young brother... we can talk this out."

He Tieshou watched helplessly as Liao Jinzhong was killed. He could not outrun Lin Changsheng either. Terror filled his eyes as he dropped to his knees and repeatedly kowtowed.

"Since you came, you should have known your fate. Die!"

Lin Changsheng spoke calmly, stepped forward, and struck He Tieshou's head with a palm. He Tieshou's eyes were filled with unwillingness before he breathed his last. Lin Changsheng then walked toward Ji Liuyun. After confirming that Chen Ling had sent him, Lin Changsheng crushed his balls beneath one foot.

Lin Changsheng showed no mercy. If his strength had been lacking, his own fate would have been far worse!

"Chen Ling! You're courting death!"

Lin Changsheng looked in the direction of Pasture City, cold light flashing in his eyes.

From the three martial school masters, Lin Changsheng found more than two hundred and thirty taels of silver, along with two bottles of Blood-and-Qi Pills. It was a modest harvest.

Since Chen Ling had invited these three men to deal with him, Lin Changsheng would not spare the three martial schools or Chen Ling.

Moreover.

The simplification of his Great Dao of Simplicity Panel, as well as the medicinal ingredients needed to purchase Blood-and-Qi Pills, all required a great deal of silver.

The wealth of the three martial schools would be just right to take for himself!

Splash!

Splash!

Lin Changsheng kicked the corpses of He Tieshou, Liao Jinzhong, and the others into the Grand Canal. They were swept away in an instant and vanished without a trace. Only then did he look behind a large boulder and say calmly, "Your turn. Come out!"

"Villain! You killed my son! I will be irreconcilable with you!"

The moment Lin Changsheng finished speaking, a black-clothed old man rushed out from the grass behind the boulder with a blade in hand. Fear and venomous hatred filled his eyes as he cursed without end!

This man was Old Li. He had led the three martial school masters here. Because his strength was low, he had hidden nearby, hoping to watch Lin Changsheng be killed. Then he could go up and add two more cuts, avenging his son.

Yet he had never expected all three martial school masters to be killed by Lin Changsheng!

He knew he would not survive.

"I killed your son?"

Lin Changsheng kicked the old man to the ground, somewhat puzzled.

"Villain, you killed Gang Leader Ma, and you also killed more than thirty Green Snake Gang disciples! My son was among them! I hate you!"

Liu Li's eyes were split wide with rage.

"Heh!"

"The Green Snake Gang is a nest of snakes and rats. You collect protection fees, and how many innocent residents have you thrown into the Grand Canal, falsely claiming they slipped and fell into the river? Your hands are stained with plenty of blood as well. Go!"

Lin Changsheng struck Liu Li's crown with one palm. His skull shattered, and with unwillingness in his eyes, he breathed his last.

Killing this Green Snake Gang man could also be considered eliminating a scourge for the people!