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

Chapter 38 You'll Thrust Even Harder
Wan Zhenshan is the eldest disciple of Mei Niansheng, known as "Iron Bone and Ink Calyx," and a true descendant of a prestigious family.

However, what is truly unbelievable is that...

He did not receive the transmission of the "Divine Illumination Scripture" or the true "Liancheng Sword Technique".

This master and disciple were both destined for death.

However, even without receiving the true teachings, Wan Zhenshan still managed to maintain a place in the Jiangnan martial arts world solely through his swordsmanship and fist and palm skills.

The decline of the martial arts world in Jiangnan is evident.

His son, Wan Gui, was a lustful man. In order to win over Di Yun's junior sister, Qi Fang, he framed Di Yun and eventually won the beauty's heart.

As for loving her?

It's hard to say, but he loves himself more.

Later, for the sake of the Liancheng Jue, he even ruthlessly tried to kill Qi Fang and his own biological daughter.

Therefore, how could such a selfish, unprincipled, and treacherous person possibly develop superb skills?
Even his father, Wan Zhenshan, wouldn't do it!

Wan Gui and the others charged forward with swords, but Ren Shaoyang stood with his arms crossed, motionless, letting them attack.

With a clang, Wan Gui and the others' swords were brought to their chests, as if they had pierced an iron plate.

Ren Shaoyang grinned: "That's it?" He was startled.

Wan Gui's fellow disciples, whose internal strength was already shallow, suddenly felt a powerful force reverse their strength, causing their tiger's mouths to split open and their longswords to fall to the ground with a clang.

Enraged, Wan Gui shouted, "You're wearing protective armor?" He flicked his wrist and stabbed at Ren Shaoyang's neck.

He was ruthless, and his sword strike was as fast as a shooting star. Everyone who saw it praised him.

Just as he was full of confidence, he heard two "whoosh" sounds, his legs suddenly gave way, and he rolled to the ground. When he looked up, he saw that his legs had landed far away, leaving a large pool of blood on the ground.

He was immediately terrified and screamed, but then a sharp pain struck, turning his scream into a miserable howl.

Everyone was shocked and bewildered by what they saw, feeling as if they were in a dream. How could Wan Gui's legs suddenly leave his body and fly away?
At the same time, a loud scream suddenly rang out, and the tables and chairs behind Wan Gui shattered with a "hissing" sound. Those who were nearby screamed and fell to the ground.

"careful!"

Lu Tianshu suddenly jumped up and shouted, "This scoundrel is using superb finger strength!"

Upon hearing this, although no one knew what kind of superb finger strength could cut through a person's hands and feet like a sharp blade, everyone still felt a chill in their hearts and retreated in a rush.

A hush fell over the hall. No one spoke; they only watched Wan Gui writhing and screaming in agony, crying out, "My leg! My leg!"

The scene before me was terrifying, unlike anything I had ever seen before.

Suddenly, Wan Zhenshan cried out, "Gui'er, Gui'er!" He rushed over, hugged Wan Gui, and tears streamed down his face.

Wan Gui's face turned pale, and he kept crying out in pain.

Wan Zhenshan touched his son's broken leg, his heart breaking with rage. He suddenly looked up and roared, "You scoundrel, how cruel you are! What a terrible sin you have committed!"

Ren Shaoyang shouted, "Bullshit! You kill me, I kill you, it's such a simple thing, why are you putting it all on my account?"

Hua Tiegan shouted, "Gentlemen, this scoundrel is ruthless; we need not hold back!"

Before he could finish speaking, six or seven people rushed at him.

Suddenly, everyone's vision blurred, and Ren Shaoyang appeared before them as if by magic, the iron rod in his hand flashing with a bright blue light.

Everyone was terrified, and it was too late to do anything. They could only watch helplessly as the iron rods were cleanly and efficiently pierced through them one by one.

"Puff puff puff puff~!"

The attacker, having been pierced through the chest, flew backward like a sandbag, crashing straight to the ground, a column of blood shooting into the sky.

The crowd shouted in unison, utterly terrified. They had never seen such a ruthless and direct method of killing.
I won't defend or parry; it'll be a one-hit kill, either you or me!
Meanwhile, a disheveled old beggar was peeking through the window. Seeing Ren Shaoyang's imposing presence, he was so frightened that he gasped in shock.

"Holy crap, this young man? Even if that old codger were alive, he wouldn't be a match for him!"

Just then, Wan Zhenshan shouted, "Give me back my son's life!" With a swift movement of his hands, an eight-immortal table flew towards Ren Shaoyang with a "whoosh."

Ren Shaoyang felt a sudden gust of wind, and with a backhand flick of his sleeve, he wrapped the eight-immortal table, then feigned a punch.

"deep"!
Everyone suddenly felt an immense force surge towards them, a sudden gust of wind arose, and they involuntarily retreated. With a loud bang, the octagonal table shattered into hundreds of pieces of wood, which, like thousands of darts, were propelled in all directions by Ren Shaoyang's overwhelming force.

Wan Zhenshan was the first to be hit, his whole body trembling like a leaf, struck by countless pieces of wood, the blood in front of him turning into a red mist, his eyes wide open, before he collapsed to the ground.

Many of the heroes present were also injured, and all that could be heard were shouts, screams, and cries of alarm.

Just as the scene was in chaos, Hongxiu suddenly exclaimed, "Crippled man, to the right!"

Ren Shaoyang straightened his expression and suddenly pulled the iron rod back behind him. With a "clang", he knocked the object off course in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, he really does have some deadly strength!"

The newcomer snorted coldly and thrust in a circle. It turned out that Ren Shaoyang had deflected the attack by hitting the gleaming silver tip of his spear. The attacker was none other than the "Invincible Zhongping" Hua Tiegan!

Hua Tiegan's spear technique was superb. This thrust was elegant and graceful, aimed at Ren Shaoyang's lower abdomen, like a strange snake emerging from the grass, its tail twitching and its head shaking, displaying a variety of graceful movements.

Seeing that his thrust combined strength and gentleness, making his momentum unpredictable, the crowd couldn't help but cheer.

Dozens of people shouted together, filling the hall with smoke and creating chaos.

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow and suddenly said loudly, "Hua Tiegan, you really have no class!" With a sway of his body, he transformed into the "Longevity Man" form, and with a short and a long leap, he suddenly appeared in front of Hua Tiegan.

Hua Tiegan was greatly alarmed when he saw that he looked very ghostly, but he still formed a claw with one hand and grabbed at him with a "whoosh"!

As soon as he moved, Ren Shaoyang moved as well, twisting his body and grabbing him with one claw.

This was the killing move of "Dragon Claw," capable of striking from impossible angles, with incredibly sharp finger strikes that were specifically designed to break through all kinds of protective true energy.

In an instant, the two men's claws met, and as their fingers touched, Hua Tiegan let out a scream. Then, with several cracking sounds, his five fingers twisted beyond recognition.

Hua Tiegan tried to retreat, but was caught in the iron spear by the "Great Brahma Banner". Unable to escape, his face twitched and became as ferocious as a ghost. He cried out, "Brothers, save me!"

"stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came, and Ren Shaoyang immediately turned to the side. A flash of blue light appeared, and a sharp sword passed by him.

Looking up, he saw a middle-aged man wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, none other than Liu Chengfeng, the "Soft Cloud Sword".

Seeing that he was about to stab again, Ren Shaoyang turned his eyes to Hua Tiegan, whose face was pale, and grinned wickedly: "Brother, I've avenged you!" He suddenly pulled the iron spear and threw Hua Tiegan over.

Liu Chengfeng was about to draw his sword again, but Hua Tiegan came straight at him. In an instant, he was flustered and couldn't dodge the sword, which had already pierced through his chest!

"Ouch~!"

Hua Tiegan let out a painful scream, released the iron spear, and spread his limbs wide open.

This was a swift and unexpected turn of events.

Not to mention that Hongxiu and Ding'an were dumbfounded.

Even the well-traveled heroes of Jiangnan were stunned.

"Second Brother!" Liu Chengfeng was shocked and quickly drew his sword.

"Ouch! Don't pull!"

Hua Tiegan was sweating profusely from the pain.

"Ah, second brother!"

"Second brother!"

But then Lu Tianshu and Shui Dai, carrying knives and swords, rushed forward.

With tears welling in his eyes and his hand trembling, Hua Tiegan pointed at Ren Shaoyang and cried out hatefully, "Brothers, avenge me! Kill him! Kill him!"

Blood gushed from his chest, his breath gradually weakened, and his expression shifted several times from resentment to anger and then to terror.

Hmm, the more I look at it, the more it looks like a monkey.

Ren Shaoyang, carrying the iron rod, laughed and said, "Liu Chengfeng, no need to thank me. If it were you, you probably would have stuck it in even harder."

(End of this chapter)