"Bang!"
Six or seven members of the Yellow River Gang were sent flying, smashing through the main door of the Yellow River Gang's headquarters and smashing onto the bluestone floor.
"Ah! My waist!"
Their shallow and unrated martial arts were all crippled, and they even fell and lost their souls. They saw stars and were paralyzed. They could only wail and roll on the ground in pain.
The entire Yellow River Gang's headquarters was instantly alarmed and immediately boiled over.
More than 200 members of the Swift Swordsman Sect rushed over from all over the hall and held their swords together to fight against the intruders.
Deputy Sect Leader Hou Tonghai was also alarmed. He walked to the entrance of the hall under the protection of the crowd.
"Who are you? How dare you barge into my Yellow River Gang? Do you not know how to write the word death?”
"This kid has injured many of our brothers. We must make him suffer!”
A group of lackeys shouted at Zheng Yuhong, who had charged into the Yellow River Gang's headquarters. They looked like they wanted to hack him to death with their numbers.
Zheng Yuhong, Huang Rong, and Li Mochou sized up Hou Tonghai.
Good heavens, this Hou Tonghai was a thin man with a green face. His cheeks were extremely long, and there were three large tumors on his forehead. His appearance was extremely ugly.
"You are Hou Ergou of the Yellow River Gang?"
Zheng Yuhong's long sword was stained with blood. The tip of the sword was slanted, and blood droplets slowly dripped down the sharp edge of the sword.
He swept his gaze around the area mockingly. These Yellow River Gang members were all useless. Other than Hou Tonghai, who was at the early stage of the first-rate, the strongest was actually the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, who had long since returned to hell.
"What a sharp-tongued brat. You haven't even heard of your reputation as the second master of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon Marquis, yet you dare to come out and mingle?”
Hou Tonghai sneered, obviously thinking that Zheng Yuhong and the other two were courting death. He waved his hand and ordered,"Yellow River Gang disciples, listen up! I'll chop this kid to death! Then, he would capture these two little rascals and let his brothers have a good time!”
"With just you crooked melons and broken dates, you dare to spout nonsense here?”
A cold light flashed in Zheng Yuhong's hand. He lightly tapped the tip of his shoe and leaped like a wild goose. The tip of his sword suddenly drew countless afterimages in the air, accompanied by a series of Throat-Sealing Blood Beads that bloomed like flowers.
"Ah!"
In the next second, the ten Yellow River Gang's fast machetemen were beheaded before they could even react.
"Wow!"
More than two hundred swordsmen were shocked and took a step back.
The dozens of people standing near the ten dead were especially frightened out of their wits. Their bodies were trembling, and they could not even hold the broadswords in their hands steadily.
"Such fast qinggong! What an exquisite sword technique!"
Hou Tonghai's pupils suddenly contracted as he touched the bump on his head."Could it be that this kid is also a first-rate expert?”
"That shouldn't be. This kid is so young. It's impossible for him to reach first-class even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb. What's going on?”
Seeing Zheng Yuhong draw his sword and leap into the air, killing the crowd like a bolt of lightning, causing blood to bloom. Huang Rong and Li Mochou looked at each other and drew their swords to help.
Huang Rong's sword momentum was like a flute and jade. It was layered and smooth like flowing water. It was like a leaf in winter that killed people invisibly. In a short while, she had killed four fast machetemen of the Yellow River Gang.
Li Mochou's Ancient Tomb Sect's lightness skill appeared and disappeared like a ghost.
She suddenly appeared in the crowd of the Yellow River Gang. The sword tip weaved an inescapable net that bloomed in all directions. The throats of the four fast machetemen of the Yellow River Gang were instantly cut off.
"This Miss Huang (Sister Li)'s martial arts aren't weaker than mine!”
The two of them saw each other's battle results from the corner of their eyes and suddenly had a competitive thought.
They gathered their internal energy at the same time, and the lightning-fast swords in their hands sped up again, killing the Yellow River Gang's fast machetemen.
Meanwhile, Zheng Yuhong had already carved out a bloody path through the crowd.
More than two hundred sharp swordsmen were killed by him in a single breath, and they charged straight at Hou Tonghai who was on the stairs of the hall.
"Hou Ergou, what kind of skill is hiding behind your back? Let Yours Truly cut off your three tumors, and consider it as plastic surgery for you, so that you won't scare children in the middle of the night!”
Zheng Yuhong was like a golden eagle that descended from the sky at a speed of 100 kilometers. He was like a roc that had spread its wings and pounced toward Hou Tonghai.
With a furious roar, he mercilessly stabbed the sword in his hand towards Hou Tonghai's head.
Hou Tonghai watched as Zheng Yuhong killed more than 200 swordsmen and charged straight at him. Naturally, he was already prepared.
"What a fast speed!"
Hou Tonghai's pupils suddenly contracted. The trident in his hand was like a big stick, carrying a majestic inner force. It tore through the air and appeared three afterimages in the air. It suddenly attacked Zheng Yuhong's lower abdomen, wanting to pierce him in one fell swoop.
"Good!"
Zheng Yuhong used his sword as a stick, and the long sword infused with strong internal strength smashed down the trident. Then, he stabbed at Hou Tonghai's chest like lightning.
"Clang!"
The long sword and the trident collided in the air. The two thick internal forces collided with each other and exploded with a sound wave that swept out like a huge wave.
The eardrums of the Yellow River Gang members within a radius of a few meters burst, and they screamed and fell.
A majestic inner force came from the trident. Hou Tonghai's arm trembled slightly, and his palm split open. His face turned green and purple.
"Deng-"
He retreated three steps in a row, cracking the bluestone tiles inch by inch. He only managed to recover after he had exhausted all his strength into the ground.
Hou Tonghai coughed twice and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"How is that possible? Why was this kid's internal strength so strong and dense? He was even stronger than a middle-stage first-rate expert!”
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