Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 17: War
The north wind was biting, like thousands of sharp blades, carrying the yellow sand all over the sky and rolling wildly. The setting sun was weeping blood, and the dim glow fell on this ancient road in the desolate mountains, adding a bit of solemnity and sadness to this already devastated world.

Along the ancient paths of the desolate mountains, the sounds of slaughter cracked rock and pierced the clouds. The once serene bamboo fields were now a scorched wasteland, the crumbling rocks stained with blood. Above the sky, dark clouds rolled like ink, as if sensing the calamity of humankind, and the faint rumble of thunder echoed from the heavens.

Suddenly, a deafening drumbeat, like a blast of thunder, ripped through the air, its waves echoing with layers of dark purple lightning patterns. The drum master's eyes were bloodshot, his black hair dancing wildly, as his ten fingers, like hooks, struck the Thunder Dragon drum. Each drumbeat carried the force of thunder, cracking the ground and shattering trees within a hundred feet.

The evil power of passion and murder was activated, and a strange evil energy, like a black tide, gushed out from his seven orifices, condensing into nine dark purple chains that wrapped around his body. Wherever he stepped, the grass and trees turned to ash. As he formed seals with his hands, the evil energy condensed into a giant blade, breaking the drum with his blade.

The moment the evil blade slashed down, the leather drum master flipped his palm and struck the strange rhythm again. The sound waves condensed into the phantom of a thunder dragon, fangs and claws bared, fierce and powerful. The two immense forces collided, and the mountains collapsed for hundreds of miles. The earth seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and huge ravines appeared.

The drummer who has cut off all emotions and love masters the earth-shaking drum. Every move he makes unleashes the might of the drum, shaking the world.

The warrior is filled with ruthless anger and possesses unparalleled evil skills. His every move is full of extraordinary evil martial arts, shaking the world.

They share the same hatred and they fight without holding back. Blood is splattered on the roadside. Today's battle will end to the death!

"It's a murder of passion. The price you paid seems quite high!"

He steadied himself and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. There were even bloodstains between the drummer's fingers.

He remained silent, ignoring all the discomforts in his body. Qingsha's aura grew stronger, and evil energy rose, shaking the nine heavens.

Sacrificing everything, not hesitating at all, in exchange for not only this evil skill, but also the determination to kill the person in front of him regardless of the cost.

The two collided again, the sound waves overlapped, the heaven and earth trembled, their auras collided, the earth was destroyed and the sky was broken.

The sound of drums and evil spirits intertwined and vibrated, causing the dusty nebula and the sky river above the nine heavens to be impacted by the sound waves. The cracks at the border with the space of the suffering realm seemed to expand again. A terrifying aura seeped into the land of the suffering realm through the cracks. But the sound of chanting scriptures and Buddhist chanting was heard, which was like the sound of brainwashing demons. In an instant, all places in the suffering realm felt it.

"Well, Yin Dai is dead, and the Yin Dai leather drum and the human skin stone drum are destroyed. And the leather drum can vibrate the cracks in the Nebula River. We are in trouble."

In the Central Plains martial arts world, in a state of sudden enlightenment, the leader of a certain sect with white hair, white robe, white eyebrows and white whisk frowned and looked at the changes in the distance. His mood instantly became not so good.

"Su Huan-zhen, Su Huan-zhen, if you take a break, we will be in trouble."

As he spoke, the Taoist's figure transformed into a streak of white light and headed towards the source. The clouds along the way were cut apart by the sword energy, leaving behind a hundred-mile empty tunnel.

……

The deadly battle continued, the drummer beat the drum vigorously, and the sky and the earth changed color; the murderer condensed the evil energy into a blade, the void condensed, the evil light flowed, and he swung out with a blow. The two forces collided, and the space trembled violently. Immediately, an even more powerful force exploded, and the two were blown away at the same time.

"drink!"

The drummer slid back dozens of steps, then flew into the air. He moved his hands and feet again, and the strange rhythm combined with the power of the sky-shaking drum was exactly this - the song of shattered gold and jade to worship the gods!

In just a moment, the drum sound was like a materialized sharp blade, sweeping towards the murder of love, and all directions suddenly became a killing net!
The two palms of the Love Killer energized their energy, the evil spirit attacking the mysterious sound, the evil energy breaking the killing net. In a split second, the invisible became visible. The two exchanged blows for dozens more. In the blink of an eye, the leather drum master was wounded in many places, and the Love Killer was half covered in blood. In a split second, the two figures pressed forward again, fists and feet clashing. A deafening explosion resounded, and the ground beneath them cracked, a huge ravine appeared, and the cake spread rapidly. They both stepped back, their blood boiling and their mouths dyed red.

"Damn it!"

Shocked, the drum master's astonishment was beyond words. It wasn't until the moment of actual contact that he realized just how sinister and formidable Qingsha's true energy was. In the briefest of moments, the remnants of that energy had already slithered into his body, steadily eroding his vitality. Though he hated to admit it, without the Heaven-shaking Drum, he wouldn't have been Qingsha's opponent.

A murder of passion, what exactly was pawned in the pawnshop?
Naturally, no one answered the question in the leather drum master's heart. The monstrous evil energy condensed into a huge phantom. In an instant, the earth shook violently. Driven by passion and killing, the phantom punched directly at the leather drum master.

Not willing to be outdone, the drum master's true energy rose rapidly, and he used his ultimate move. The drum sound spread, and wind and thunder roared, swallowing the sky and devouring the earth.

"Wind and thunder swallow the moon!"

The ultimate moves collided, and the world was struck by catastrophe again. In the frantic explosion, the earth was torn apart and destroyed beyond recognition. The already barren land was even more riddled with holes, like hell on earth.

We can’t fight anymore, let’s go!
After spitting out another mouthful of blood, the drummer regained consciousness. The bone flute was taken away by Qin Juexian, and his life or death was unknown. It was meaningless to fight for life or death in this murder of passion. He must first confirm the condition of the bone flute. And that damn pawnshop, who dared to play such a trick, must be made to pay the price!
Yet, one wanted to retreat, the other refused to tolerate it. Driven by the finite life of a man, driven by pure hatred, he was determined to kill the Drum Master at all costs, even if it meant being buried with him. He stretched out his hands, gathering ferocious energy into countless vines that, like venomous snakes, lashed out at the Drum Master, refusing to allow his mortal enemy to escape.

At the critical moment, countless sword energies suddenly descended from the sky, instantly stopping Qingsha's steps. In this split second, the drummer disappeared from Qingsha's sight, leaving no trace.

"Hmm? Chase! Ah!" The love killer was about to chase, but unexpectedly, the internal injuries he had sustained in the previous battle suddenly ignited. He felt a sharp pain in his body, his legs softened, and he fell to his knees. At this moment, a crisp bell suddenly rang in his ears -

The ringing of the bell was like a mysterious spell, which made the heavy body, corrupted internal organs, and lost five senses of the love murderer reborn at this moment.

In the dark, the Taoist frowned as he watched this scene. He swung a sword and it flew into the distance, then chased after the leather drummer who had fled.

……

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"It was a truly wonderful fight."

Li Xuanxiao looked at Feng Ma, who had been stripped of her family and soul, leaving only a shell.

"The deal is done."

With a wave of her hand, Feng Ma's body disappeared in the lobby of the pawnshop.

"Jian Zi Xian Ji, the pawn shop will officially come to the stage next. Drummer, please don't let me down."

(End of this chapter)