Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 104 Ren Shaoyang in Flight (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Who? Who are you talking about?"

"Golden Lion" Li Di heard it clearly and hurriedly asked.

With her hands on her hips, Hongxiu exclaimed loudly, "Naturally, it's 'The Number One Hero Under Heaven,' 'The Number One Divine Swordsman Under Heaven,' Yan Nantian!"

“But, but Yan Nantian died in the Valley of Villains, didn’t he?” someone said in a hoarse voice.

Hongxiu spat and shouted, "Uncle Yan is alive and well!" Pointing at Jiang Biehe, who looked ashen-faced, she yelled, "We must catch this little beast to pay tribute to our sworn brother Jiang Feng!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

These three bumpkins are actually Yan Nantian's nephews and nieces? They've come to seek revenge on Jiang Biehe!

No one doubted that Jiang Biehe was Jiang Qin anymore! There was no reason, no hesitation, just an instinctive belief in Yan Nantian.

Because no one would doubt Yan Nantian, not even the Ten Evils or the Twelve Zodiac Signs.

This is the reputation that the great hero Yan Nantian has built over the decades through his integrity, righteousness, speaking out for the weak, and being willing to go through fire and water for his promises!
What is word-of-mouth?

For example, if Ke Zhen'e curses Duan Zhengchun as a hooligan, Duan Zhengchun would curse Ke Zhen'e as a bastard.

Not only would the righteous and the evil factions in the martial arts world not doubt him, but they would also say, "Master Ke was an upright man throughout his life, it's just that his father was a bit lacking."

This is the reputation built up over decades!

Jiang Biehe's expression changed several times, and he finally sighed: "Yes, I am Jiang Qin."

"what?"

"You are truly a treacherous scoundrel who betrays his master for personal gain!"

Everyone present paled when he admitted it.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Oh my, that's not easy. Someone like you actually admitted it?"

Jiang Biehe gave a bitter laugh: "With the return of Master Yan, what's the point of me resisting again?" His words were utterly dejected, as if he had been completely terrified by Yan Nantian's reputation.

“However,” Jiang Biehe changed the subject, “I have been doing good deeds for the past ten years in an attempt to atone for my sins, but I never expected that I would still suffer retribution in the end.”

Ding An sneered: "You'll atone for your sins?"

Hongxiu laughed and said, "You can lie to others, but don't lie to yourself."

Jiang Biehe sighed again, his expression weary: "It's no use what I say now, so I'll just go with you."

Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind was heard, and then two palms slapped towards Hongxiu!
This person was saying things like confessing and atoning for his sins, but in his heart he was still thinking about escaping.

Seeing that Hongxiu was small and weak, he immediately struck out with all his might, determined to capture her in order to escape.

Ren Shaoyang shouted, "I knew you wouldn't change your ways!" He leaped out like lightning, his left palm sweeping out, followed by his right. Before the two powerful forces could even be unleashed, dust swirled on the ground like boiling waves.

Jiang Biehe suddenly felt the force in his palm suddenly reverse and return.

As the three forces intertwined, a "thud" was heard, and the blow struck the chest.

Jiang Biehe was terrified. He cried out and used the momentum to leap backward.

All that could be heard was a series of crashing and clattering sounds, as he retreated in a disheveled state, smashing many tables and chairs, spilling food and drink all over himself, leaving him in a sorry state.

Jiang Biehe ignored it all, stretched out his hand, and a folding fan landed in his palm.

brush!
As the folding fan was opened, a hissing sound was heard as it cut through the air, and dozens of cold stars shot towards everyone present!

Immediately, screams of agony filled the air.

Jiang Biehe didn't care about the life or death of the people inside. He vomited a mouthful of blood, smashed the window, and rushed into the street.

Just as he was catching his breath after frantically fleeing for six blocks.

Suddenly, a soft laugh came from above.

Jiang Biehe's body trembled violently, and when he turned his head, a look of horror appeared on his face.

Then, a person stood upright in mid-air, about four zhang above the ground, his white robe fluttering, like a figure in a painting.

Isn't that Ren Shaoyang?
He stood with his hands behind his back in mid-air, with nowhere to lean on, yet his body remained perfectly still, like a giant kite or someone who had seen a ghost in broad daylight!
Jiang Biehe was dazzled and horrified, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, are you even human?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Yes."

"Then, how did you fly?"

"That's what we rely on."

Ren Shaoyang still loves to tell the truth.

He then raised his hand, and a thin, almost invisible blue thread was embedded straight in the back of Jiang Biehe's collar.

Just now, when Jiang Biehe was fleeing, Ren Shaoyang had struck him on the back of the collar with a strand of sword silk. As Jiang Biehe ran and leaped, Ren Shaoyang hovered in mid-air, swaying and drifting away with him.

This drifting was extraordinary; it didn't resemble a flesh-and-blood body at all, but rather a giant kite with an empty human form.

The whole city was in an uproar along the way, and everyone saw the famous Jiangnan swordsman "flying a kite"—and it was a real person!
But on the other hand, while others thought Jiang Biehe was flying a kite, in Ren Shaoyang's eyes, wasn't he also "walking the dog"?
Seeing Ren Shaoyang suspended in mid-air, helpless and alone, Jiang Biehe hardened his heart: "You are too arrogant!" He swung his hand back sharply, intending to sever the silver thread so that Ren Shaoyang would have nothing to hold onto and fall to his death!

Normally, doing this is not only not wrong, but perfectly correct. Even if the black spider's silk were torn like that, it would definitely break.

Unfortunately, Ren Shaoyang didn't use spider silk.

It's sword silk!
It is the sword thread transformed from the divine sword, Dragon Capture!

With a hiss, Jiang Biehe clutched his bleeding right shoulder and screamed, "Ah! My hand, my hand!"

Ren Shaoyang drifted down slowly and gracefully.

He looked at Jiang Biehe, who was rolling on the ground clutching his shoulder, and then at the severed hand on the ground. He couldn't help but shake his head: "Look at you, so impatient! Why didn't you let me finish?" Ren Shaoyang leaned down to look at him and said calmly: "The sword threads formed by the Divine Sword Dragon Capture can be as soft or hard as you want, so when you run and stop, I can also stop in mid-air without any problem. But if you want to tear it apart, that's pure nonsense."

As he spoke, Xiao Ren heard Jiang Biehe still screaming in agony, and feeling annoyed, he raised his foot and unleashed his true power with a War Stomp.

With a few sharp cracking sounds, Jiang Biehe let out a scream as his left arm and both legs were instantly severed into several pieces.

Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, Jiang Biehe could no longer scream; his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Just then, a "rolling" sound came from inside.

But it was Ding'an who arrived in a donkey cart.

He jumped out of the car, walked closer, and his expression immediately turned strange. He looked at his severed hand and said in a muffled voice, "Crippled man, did you deliberately cut off his right arm?"

Ren Shaoyang looked at his empty sleeves, remained silent for a moment, and then sincerely explained, "Ding'an, he cut off his own arm."

Ding An was greatly surprised to see his serious expression: "Crippled man, I was just joking, you don't have to be so serious."

Ren Shaoyang didn't laugh. Instead, he grabbed Jiang Biehe like an eagle snatching a chick, strode to the back of the donkey cart, and stuffed him inside.

Hongxiu poked her head out and asked cautiously, "Crippled man, are you... are you angry?"

Ding An's face also turned pale, and he hurriedly came over and said, "Crippled man, I, I was just joking with you, don't be angry!"

"Ding'an, I'm not angry."

Ren Shaoyang turned to look at him and said seriously, "I'm thinking about where to get you an arm after I've healed the little beggar!"

Ding An stood there for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "I dare not think about that."

"There are so many worlds, so many martial arts worlds, it will happen eventually!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly and patted his shoulder: "Then let's start with the mechanical arm! We'll upgrade it for you little by little later, with steel, vibranium, Adamantium, and even a unicorn arm!"

He grinned, showing his white teeth, and said, "I don't believe I can't get you a good arm."

"Wow!" Ding An was a little stunned. "You cripple, you really don't look like a good person."

"Pah!" Ren Shaoyang reverted to his usual nonchalant demeanor, spitting out, "I'm thinking about solving your broken hand problem, what are you thinking about?" Then, he said irritably, "Get in the car!"

"Okay!" Ding'an obeyed and slunk into the carriage.

The donkey cart sped away from Yichang City in no time.

Ding An's voice drifted over: "Crippled man, why does the term 'Qilin Arm' sound so familiar? Is it related to my fiery energy?"

Ren Shaoyang drove the donkey cart, his face expressionless: "No, it has something to do with your senior brother!"

"Iron Head?"

"It's a ramen noodle hairstyle!"
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As soon as Ren Shaoyang and his two companions appeared, they seized Jiang Biehe, who only had three limbs left.

In just a few hours, a series of major events unfolded, leaving a large group of martial arts practitioners and onlookers dumbfounded. The sudden and swift changes were too much for anyone to handle.

After a long while, the whole city was in an uproar!
Someone stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "What? Jiang Biehe is Jiang Qin?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could Jiang Lang be such a despicable person?" This was a widow with a flirtatious look in her eyes.

A burly man swallowed hard, patted his chest, and exclaimed, "It's all over Yulou Dongdu! It was said by the great hero Yan Nantian!"

"What? How could this happen?" The widow was devastated and staggered as if she were about to collapse.

The burly man quickly stepped forward to support her: "Rongniang, I know you love Jiang Biehe deeply, but he really is a treacherous scoundrel who betrays his master for personal gain!"

The widow wept, her face streaked with tears, and looked up at me with a delicate, pitiful expression: "You...you can talk to me properly, okay?"

The burly man was overjoyed, but he still said righteously, "Elbow, I'll go to your room and talk to you!" He hurriedly helped her into the room.

At the same time, storytellers across the country were going all out.

Come to life!
There are many rumors such as "The Three Heroes of Yuloudong expose hypocrites", "Jiang Biehe flies a live kite on the street", and "The missing right arm of the Jiangnan hero".

In just one day, the news spread throughout the entire Jiangnan martial arts world!
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The sun was setting, the sky was full of stars, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Suddenly, a whistle broke the silence.

"drive!"

"drive!"

"drive!"

On the official road from Xiangyang to Yichang, more than a dozen horses were galloping.

Many martial arts practitioners from Jiangnan gathered here just to join in the fun.

I want to see the "triple-high knight-errant" who is described by busybodies as having "high courage, high flight, and high skill".

Let's see where they're taking Jiang Biehe.
At the same time, we should also go to the Jiang family and follow them to give them a piece of our mind!
After all, bullying the family of a disgraced big shot.
They will never let go of a rare opportunity to do despicable things in the name of justice!

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew.

Everyone witnessed a scene they would never forget.

The gentle breeze turned into a gale, the leaves rustled, and the roadside weeds bowed low, as if paying their respects.

A beam of white light pierced the thick darkness of the night.

Suddenly, a figure in white appeared in the distance.

Everyone stared wide-eyed as they walked, their gazes never leaving the scene.

How did this person in white appear?
(End of this chapter)