He first went to the pawnshop and exchanged the gold, silver, and jade he had plundered from the Black Cloud Stronghold for silver. He deposited them in the bank and exchanged them for silver notes before returning to his foothold in Hanzhong.
In these two months, his wealth had grown to thousands of silver taels, all of which were obtained from robbing bandits.
It made Lin Xuan fat and the underworld of Hanzhong suffer.
After breakfast, he took a bath, changed his clothes, and sat cross-legged.
He opened the system interface and prepared to upgrade all his martial arts.
"Congratulations, host. Advanced Sword Technique has been upgraded to Sword Drawing Technique.”
"Congratulations, host. Advanced Sword Technique has been upgraded to Overlord Sword.”
"Congratulations, host. The advanced palm technique has been upgraded to the Dragon Subduing Palm.”
" Congratulations, host. The advanced fist technique has been upgraded to the Mountain Quake Fist."
"Congratulations, host. Advanced claw technique upgraded to Dragon Claw Hand.”
"Congratulations, host. Advanced finger technique has been upgraded to Vajra Finger.”
"Congratulations, host. Advanced leg technique has been upgraded to Diamond Kick.”
"Congratulations, host. Advanced Light-body Technique has been upgraded to Snow Trampling Plum Blossom.”
"Congratulations, host. Advanced external technique has been upgraded to Golden Bell Shield.”
"Congratulations, host. Advanced Capture has been upgraded to Controlling Crane Catching Dragon.”
Mysterious martial arts appeared in his mind. Lin Xuan closed his eyes and comprehended them carefully.
After completing the upgrade of his martial arts, his strength soared again. He cultivated both internally and externally, and his weapons and fists were all advanced.
At present, he was only left with a little bit of proficiency in his internal cultivation method.
A night of bitter cultivation without words
The snow is still falling
It did not stop until dawn the next day. Instead, it grew bigger and bigger.
A young man wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a wooden box on his back came out of the inn. He rode north and disappeared into the vast snow.
the next target
The Three Big Families of the Underworld
He couldn't wait to fight with more experts, whether they were from the underworld or the white path.
During these days of killing, his cultivation had progressed rapidly and accumulated killing intent.
Although many people died under Lin Xuan's sword, there were few true experts. The only two Connate martial artists were the two stronghold masters of the Black Cloud Stronghold.
He could no longer gain much experience from fighting ordinary martial artists. He still had to challenge the experts of the black and white paths in order to improve rapidly.
In martial arts, one could only look far and see the future with valor.
Although the three underworld families were powerful and had many experts, Lin Xuan was not afraid.
As long as it was not a Grandmaster Realm expert, he was confident that he could even fight a Connate perfection expert.
In any case, he could just run away if he couldn't win.
In two months, he had roughly figured out the three families 'strongholds.
He urged his horse to gallop towards Guangnan Road.
three days later
Guangnan Road, Changshun Prefecture, Black Tiger Gang headquarters.
Two burly men in black were guarding the door. They carried steel knives and looked fierce.
No one dared to look at them.
Carriages came and went in and out of the manor. It was very busy.
The Black Tiger Gang was very powerful in Changshun Prefecture. It was the Zhang Clan's power among the three great clans.
Smuggling salt and iron, selling horses and cloth, having thousands of members and many experts.
On the surface, there were already three Xiantian Lords guarding the place. As for how many more experts there were in the dark, no one knew.
This was the horror of the three underworld families. Their forces were intertwined.
In reality, their power had long extended into the White Road and was inextricably linked to the yamen of various prefectures and counties.
To put it simply, they were both black and white. Therefore, even those sects that claimed to be righteous in the martial world were not willing to easily get into conflict with the three big families.
The sky was dark and the snow was falling. The city walls and buildings were all covered in snow.
The mountains were quiet, and there wasn't even a bird.
Lights rose from the prefecture, dispelling the darkness. The main gate of the Black Tiger Gang's headquarters was tightly shut.
The two mighty stone lions were covered in snow.
A blurry figure walked out of the darkness. He wore a bamboo hat and his face could not be seen clearly.
As the snow fell on his body, something strange happened.
This figure did not leave any footprints wherever he went, just like a ghost.
Bei Feng howled in rage, causing the snow to fall. With every step that the figure took, he would appear three to five zhang away. In a few breaths 'time, he would stop in front of the Black Tiger Gang's entrance.
"Who are you?"
The two big men guarding the gate shouted loudly, their faces alert.
"This is the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang.”
The ghostly figure raised his head. Under the bamboo hat was a delicate and pretty face.
However, when the guard and the man looked at each other, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
It was as if he could see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in those eyes, and his body could not help but tremble.
"Black Tiger Gang's headquarters, it seems like I didn't find the wrong place.”
the man said softly.
"What do you mean?"
The two burly men drew their long sabers at the same time.
"Tsk!"
A sword light bloomed in front of their eyes, followed by a feeling of powerlessness.
The sword light disappeared, and they saw two flowers of blood bloom. Then, their pupils widened, and the light in their eyes began to disappear.
"Plop!"
The two burly men knelt on the ground, and their boiling blood flowed into the snow, dyeing it red.
Stepping up the steps, he casually slashed with his Thousand Refined Qingfeng Sword.
"Boom!"
The two thick copper-clad doors were cut in half and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. The sword qi stirred up dust and snowflakes.
Lin Xuan carried his long sword and walked over the threshold into the courtyard.
"Ta"
"Ta"
This commotion had already alarmed the people inside. Warriors of the Black Tiger Gang rushed out from all directions, holding torches and steel knives, and surrounded him.
"How dare you come to the Black Tiger Gang's headquarters to cause trouble.”
The leading warrior had a ferocious expression. He waved his hand and shouted,"Go, kill him and dismember him.”
"Kill!"
One by one, warriors charged forward with steel sabers in their hands. These were the elites of the Black Tiger Gang. They fought and killed with other gangs all year round and were not afraid of death.
"Remember my face so that the King of Hell won't question you. You won't even know who killed you.”
Lin Xuan licked his lips.
"Boom!"
In the next moment, he rushed into the crowd, holding a Qingfeng sword that flickered with a sharp cold light.
"Tsk!"
He slashed out with his sword, and a snow-white sword light exploded in the courtyard. Awe-inspiring sword qi filled the air.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere. Seven or eight warriors were directly cut in half by this sword, dead beyond words.
Not only did this scene not scare the Black Tiger Gang members, but it also aroused their ferocity.
One by one, they pounced forward.
"You overestimate yourself."
Lin Xuan curled his lips.
He struck out with his sword again. The cold light was soul-stirring, and the sword stirred up the wind and rain. The snow was heavy, and the north wind roared.
All the warriors within 30 feet of him were killed by this sword. Sword qi filled the air.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Corpses fell one after another. Blood dyed the snow red and his green robe red.
The Thousand Refined Steel Sword looked as if it had been taken out of a pool of blood.
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