菠萝漫画

“Pfft!”

Yan Song’s eyes could hardly see anything when a martial artist to his right swung a cleaving sword. The weapon grazed over his shoulder, and immediately blood spurted wildly, leaving a deep, bone-visible wound gaping open.

Feeling that things were going awry, Yan Song quickly retreated backward to a corner of the wall. This way, he only had to defend himself from the front.

“Kill him!”

Seeing that Yan Song had been hit, Sun Buwen and the other two’s morale soared. They howled as they pressed in on Yan Song, intending to hack him to death with their frenzied blows.

Although Yan Song could not see, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Internal Strength Realm. He had trained in inner strength and his organs were robust, senses keen. Relying on his hearing, he detected the whooshing of weapons and roared as he swung his long sword, creating a net of blades. “Clang, clang, clang!”

The sword net was a desperate attempt to fend for life. It forced Sun Buwen and the other two to retreat continuously. For a moment, they dared not approach, afraid of dying alongside the cornered Yan Song.

Sun Buwen and the other two exchanged glances, a sinister smirk fleeting across their eyes.

The black-clothed male to Sun Buwen’s left nodded in understanding. He suddenly squatted behind a table and grabbed a teenager dressed as an inn’s server, about thirteen or fourteen years old.

“What… what are you doing?” the young server cried out, not understanding why this calamity had befallen him out of the blue.

“Borrowingyour life for a moment!”

The black-clothed man’s plan was simple. Yan Song was fighting desperately, effectively blind and cornered against the wall. If the three of them were to attack with force, it was likely to result in injury or death on their side. So, better to push someone forward to attract Yan Song’s attack, then take the opportunity to hack him to death amidst the chaos!

Ignoring the young server’s struggle, the black-clothed man forcefuly threw him, intending to push the server towards Yan Song. With Yan Song’s lack of sight, the moment he detected someone approaching, he would definitely strike with his sword. The chance of survival for the server was next to none!

“You may ignore each other’s grudges, but don’t involve an innocent like this!” Just then, a hand reached out from an oblique angle, grabbing the black- clothed man’s wrist and stopping his action. A low, hoarse voice rang out.

It was a young man in black clothes, with a sword at his waist and narrow eyes, Su Changkong, who had changed his bone structure through Turtle Breath Shrinkage!

Su Changkong had not planned to intervene in the feud between Yan Song and Sun Buwen’s group. However, seeing them ready to sacrifice an underage server as a decoy reminded Su Changkong of Zhang Qian and others who had recently died unnoticed at the hands of the Black Cavalry Gang. He couldn’t help but step in to stop them.

“You little pest, dare to meddle in the Nine Strongmen of Mang Mountain’s business? Then you take his place!”

The black-clothed man was furious. He exclaimed and took a large step forward, pushing with both hands, intending to thrust Su Changkong towards Yan Song.

However, what alarmed the black-clothed man was that despite his peak Strength Refinement Realm power, exceeding normal human limits, his forceful push did not budge Su Changkong an inch!

The gap in martial prowess between the Strength Refinement Realm and the Internal Strength Realm was not vast as heaven and earth.

But the Divine Strength Realm was a whole different matter. The body underwent a metamorphosis, with strength reaching two to three times that of an ordinary person. Compared to the Divine Strength Realm, a practitioner of the Strength Refinement Realm was like a child against an adult!

Su Changkong’s eyes turned cold, “Why don’t you go yourself?”

Su Changkong grabbed the black-clothed man’s shoulder and exerted strength in his arm to fling him. The man was thrown uncontrollably, stumbling forward directly towards where Yan Song was.

Yan Song’s ears twitched, detecting the commotion. Without hesitation, he grasped the sword with both hands and brought it down in a full-force chopping cut!

“Splosh!”

The black-clothed man did not even have the chance to cry out before his head was split open like a watermelon under Yan Song’s merciless chop.

“Third brother!”

“Third brother!”

The remaining Sun Buwen and Scarface exclaimed in shock as yet another comrade met his demise.

Su Changkong’s expression was covered with frost. He could not bear watching the Nine Thieves of Mang Mountain harm the innocent. Since he had taken action, he had to eradicate the problem at its root, thoroughly eliminating the trouble!

Whoosh!

Su Changkong’s figure flickered, rushing straight towards Scarface.

“Damn it! Die!”

Scarface’s eyes bulged with rage as he swung his blade down at Su Changkong, but Su Changkong’s figure swayed slightly, and the nimble Deer Play from the Five Animal Frolics was executed, causing Scarface’s chop to strike only Su Changkong’s afterimage.

“Catch this!”

Knowing something was amiss, Scarface heard Su Changkong’s voice beside his ear—it was a warning for Yan Song. Su Changkong, who had moved behind Scarface, pushed hard with his palm, and Scarface stumbled uncontrollably toward where Yan Song was.

“Kill!”

With a low shout, Yan Song used the sound to locate his target and delivered a Horizontal Chop.

“Pu!”

With his balance off, Scarface had no room to dodge and was abruptly beheaded by the chop, dying instantly!

In the blink of an eye, the once-unrivaled trio was reduced to Sun Buwen, now the sole survivor.

Overwhelming! It was a complete rout!

Having reached the Divine Strength Realm, Su Changkong faced the three Strength Refinement Realm Martial Artists Sun Buwen and company with crushing superiority, his speed and strength several levels beyond theirs!

“Third brother! Fourth brother!” A chill rose in Sun Buwen’s heart. He hadn’t expected to encounter such a formidable figure in this modest inn, one who could intervene and change the course of the battle so drastically.

“Let’s go!”

Realizing the danger, Sun Buwen saw his two brothers easily sent to Ghost Gate Pass by Su Changkong. Understanding that the Su Changkong before him was unfathomably strong and not someone he could handle, he didn’t hesitate to turn and flee!

But for Sun Buwen to dare turn his back to Su Changkong, it was truly a suicidal move!

Crack!

With a swift motion, Su Changkong, like a tiger pouncing on its prey, trailed a shadowy figure and instantly caught up to Sun Buwen, who had reached the inn’s entrance. He grabbed Sun Buwen’s shoulders, squeezed fiercely, and the crisp sound of breaking bones echoed as Sun Buwen screamed in agony.

Whoo!

With a forceful swing of his arms, Su Changkong flung Sun Buwen toward Yan Song in the corner.

“Pu!”

Using the sound to locate his target, Yan Song gathered True Qi on the blade of his knife, which shimmered with a faint firelight. With a raised hand, he delivered a Splitting Cut. Amidst the sound of flesh tearing and without even a chance to scream, Sun Buwen was cleaved in two and died on the spot!

“Why insist on courting death…”

There was a touch of helplessness in Su Changkong’s heart. The feud between the Nine Thieves of Meng Mountain and Yan Song had nothing to do with him, but upon seeing the Nine Thieves involving innocent civilians, he surely would have stayed out of it if he were powerless. However, having the capability to save them at hand and still observing with indifference was something he could not bear.

Fortunately, he had altered his appearance using the Turtle Breath Shrinkage technique, so he didn’t have to worry about revealing his true identity.

“Dead… Are they all dead?”

“Who is that young man in black? Those thieves couldn’t last a round against him!”

Inside the inn, some people wore faces of fear, while others were visibly excited, having witnessed a brutal feud typical of the martial world.

“Thankyou for your help!”

Yan Song, temporarily blind in the corner, knew someone had intervened, allowing him to kill Sun Buwen and the others. Otherwise, his chances would have been grim today. He expressed his gratitude.

Su Changkong remained silent.

“Many thanks for your life-saving grace!” The young man who had nearly been thrown out by the Nine Thieves of Meng Mountain to test the road with a stone was extremely grateful to Su Changkong, who had intervened on his behalf.

Shortly after, Yan Song vigorously rubbed his eyes with his hands, regaining some vision, and then asked the inn’s young servant to fetch some plant oil to cleanse his eyes.

Lime powder in the eyes could react with liquid and burn like fire. Using plain water for cleansing might injure the eyes further and damage one’s eyesight.