Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 20: Pursuers? Rejoice! (Happy New Year, please give me a monthly pass)
The proud and clear whistle is like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss. Flowers and plants bow their heads, trees rustle, startling a flock of birds in the trees, sending countless wild beasts running in the forest, gurgling streams with ripples, and rocks tremble and break into pieces.

The members of the Fiery Flag Sect lying in ambush here are all elite warriors who have been taught martial arts, but how can they withstand the Lion's Roar magic that is like a bolt from the blue?

One by one, their eyes either turned black and blood flowed from all seven orifices, or their eyes bulged out and they vomited out fragments of internal organs. No one was spared.

Facing the top masters of the time, even with full deployment of troops, they could not withstand such mass casualties and could only allow the masters to come and go freely. This is why the Yuan court, or the emperor, was wary of masters but also wanted to make friends with them.

Zhang Kuang walked as fast as the wind, and with one leap he covered a distance of several feet, easily catching up with Xin Ran who had fallen down the slope. He raised his hand and grabbed the back of his head, pushed off the ground with his feet, turned over and returned to his original position. The whole process was over in just a few breaths.

"Snapped!"

Xin Ran was thrown to the ground, his rosy face flushed, blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, and his bulging eyes were filled with dense bloodshot.

Even so, he still stared at Zhang Kuang tremblingly, coughing up blood and saying, "Ming, Ming Cult, will not..."

"Yes, yes, the Ming Cult will not let me go. Look at the way you talk. Why are you pretending to be a disabled person?" Zhang Kuang, who had no image burden at all, scratched his ear with his little finger, his tone full of indifference.

Who am I talking about?
Xin Ran's pupils widened even further, and his facial features were filled with shock and anger, mixed with a hint of disbelief - there were such shameless people in the world.

Zhang Kuang was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see someone so seriously injured hovering between life and death, so he directly helped Xin Ran to get rid of his injuries.

It’s really a good deed.

[Xin Ran]: Mingjiao Fiery Decision, Great Flag Skill

It's the same level as Zhu Changling, nothing to worry about.

After Zhang Kuang finished doing good deeds, he turned around and hugged Wu Qingying. His eyes swept over the Ming Cult's Fiery Flag disciples who were surrounding him from behind, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

These people didn't run away!
"Kill! Revenge for our brothers!"

"kill him!!!"

Few of the remaining disciples of the Fiery Flag escaped. With hatred in their eyes, they charged towards Zhang Kuang fearlessly.

"The Five Elements Banner is indeed a group of elite soldiers trained by Coach Ming. They didn't even run away."

Zhang Kuang praised with his mouth, but his feet did not stop moving, his steps were as flitting as a butterfly among flowers, and with a casual snap of his hands, a disciple of the Fiery Flag died with his eyes open.

In just a few breaths, the twenty or thirty people who rushed up roaring were all killed.

Zhang Kuang had no intention of using these people for his own benefit, nor did he feel sorry for it - he had personally killed their relatives, friends and comrades. In this situation, expecting them to fight for him to the death was pure madness. He might as well kill them all and be done with it.

It was because this place was too close to the carriage and the farmers, otherwise I could just yell and be done with it—

Zhang Kuang didn't want to push the cart like a coolie, but he was reluctant to give up all the gold, silver and treasures, so naturally he would make the farmers suffer.

After dealing with the "martial arts master", Zhang Kuang took Wu Qingying on the carriage. The tree blocking the way in front was moved away by the farmers, and they ignored the tree behind and set off again.

Two days later.

The sound of galloping horses could be heard on the path.

This time, the sound of horse hooves wasn't from a carriage; it came quickly and loudly, clearly signaling a significant gathering. Just as the hoofbeats began to rustle, over twenty riders had already approached. These twenty-odd men were all dressed like jianghu warriors, each carrying a sword and a wielding a saber, exuding a fierce aura.

Among these twenty or so people, only two or three were dressed similarly. When they stopped, they were also two or three close to each other. They were unfamiliar and polite to others. It was obvious that they were a group that gathered together temporarily for some reason... a team.

The two riders in the lead were a man and a woman, both young people, wearing similar uniforms and carrying swords on their waists. Seeing the big tree blocking the road ahead, the man's face lit up with joy:
"This must have been set up by the thieves to stop us from pursuing them. I'm sure we're not far from them!"

Someone dismounted and approached the tree trunk. He immediately smelled a strange smell coming from behind the tree. His face changed, and without saying a word, he pushed the tree with one palm. With his internal energy flowing and his face flushed, he actually picked up the tree and threw it off the cliff.

A strong stench of decay hit me in the face.

A tragic scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

There were countless corpses of Mingjiao disciples dressed as Fiery Flags lying on the ground in front of them, some falling, some lying down, some crawling on the ground, and there were many vultures surrounding them. They did not dodge or evade when they saw people coming, but just looked at everyone with sinister eyes.

Snapped!
Some people fell off their horses due to panic.

But no one laughed.

These young people, some of whom had relatives or friends killed in the Qun Ying Inn, or who heard about this and decided to help, had never seen such a bloody scene before. They were considered mentally strong for not vomiting on the spot.

Ugh~~
The man who had abandoned the tree rushed forward while suppressing his retching. He used his martial arts to drive away the vultures while checking the corpses and counting them.

Not long after, the man came back with a pale face and a dazed look. Without saying a word, he jumped on his horse, turned around and galloped back the way he came.

"Senior brother?!"

His fellow apprentices who followed him were so frightened by his behavior that they thought he had seen a ghost and quickly rode their horses to chase him.

The rest of the people looked at each other, wanting to move forward but worried that this man had discovered something, so they turned around and followed his junior brother to chase after him.

They chased until their horses collapsed from exhaustion and frothed at the side of the road, only then did they find the man shivering against a tree.

"Brother Huaizhi, what's wrong? But what did you discover just now?"

The leading man in green shirt came forward and asked, breathing heavily.

The man called "Brother Huaizhi" simply looked up at him, with a look of tears and laughter on his face as he said, "Su Xizhi, if I were you, I would quickly return to Kunlun Sect to find your master."

When everyone heard this, they immediately pricked up their ears.

Brother Huaizhi didn't keep you in suspense and continued, "I'm a few years older than you. I was fortunate enough to follow our elders in the crusade against the Ming Cult. Of course, it was only a minor skirmish, but I still remember that my master, 'Iron Arm' Ma Huai, was beaten to death by the deputy flag bearer Hu Lie during the crusade against the Fiery Banner."

He pointed at the valley and said, "Those who died there were all disciples of the Ming Cult's Fiery Banner. Aside from the twenty-nine outside who had their internal organs shattered by advanced boxing techniques, the two hundred or so people further in died in the same way: they were all killed by advanced sonic techniques."

"In addition, Hu Lie, the deputy flag bearer of the Fiery Flag, also died. He was used as a shield to block arrows and then sacrificed as a hidden weapon."

Everyone was terrified after hearing this, and they looked at each other with dry mouths, and saw the relief in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, they chased slowly and did not encounter such a vicious person!
(End of this chapter)