Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 334 Blood-Handed Guanyin, The Tribulation of Immortal Fate
In an instant, a fierce wind howled.

A strong, pungent smell of blood assaulted my senses, like a thick, sticky liquid that clogged every pore, making me want to vomit.

In the dim light, blood shadows appeared, drifting like ghosts, bewitching the mind.

At the same time, the other men in black robes shot out like cannonballs, rushing towards Du Bingyan.

It seems they're willing to pay any price to win her over!
In an instant, a bloody storm raged across the arena, with swirling blood mist and an astonishingly malevolent aura.

"Bingyan, watch out!"

The amputee "Seventh Uncle" cried out in surprise, rushed forward, but was pushed back several feet by a gentle force after taking only two steps.

No resistance!

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

Just then, the sound of a sword rang out, like an iron hammer striking an iron billet, sparks flying, deep and powerful.

Unlike the previous compassionate sound that dispelled the murderous intent, this sword cry was filled with wrath and power to subdue demons.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and the Vajra glared!

Abundant water vapor rises and surges, gathering above to form the moon, and below to form waves. The moon is reflected in the water, and the water waves chase the moon.

Upon colliding with the surging blood mist and ghostly figure, it sizzled and emitted a pungent stench, like water falling into a frying pan.

A ray of sword light arrived gracefully, like the first rays of dawn piercing through the deep forest and breaking through the darkness.

Then, one begets two, two begets three, three begets hundreds of thousands...

Thousands upon thousands of sword lights, like the rising moon, were cold and lonely, yet as pure as crystal, compassionate as a Buddha, and malevolent as a demon, seeping into all directions.

Suppress everything, annihilate everything, wipe out everything!
"puff!"

"puff!"

"Puff~"

In an instant, terrifying tearing sounds rose and fell, accompanied by the muffled thud of heavy objects hitting the ground. Blood mist exploded, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.

"Tick tock~"

"tick~tick~"

Blood dripped from the tip of the sword, etching deep pits into the ground, melting the mud and rocks, and sending up wisps of blue smoke.

Du Bingyan activated her true energy and shook off the blood from the sword.

Her phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent. She was dressed in white, her body surrounded by severed limbs and broken arms, yet life still lingered and twitched.

The blood spread out like spilled ink, revealing a breathtaking beauty.

She looked like a female bodhisattva emerging from a sea of ​​blood.

Poisonous in hand, but kind in heart.

"What a Blood Hand Guanyin! They say there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. It's true."

Liu Sheng stood in the shadows, beaming with joy. If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, he would have loved to applaud and cheer.

He was attracted to this woman because of her heroic spirit and fierce energy.

They are daring and capable of holding their own in a situation.

Moreover, he strikes with perfect precision, remaining calm even while killing.

They spared the life of the leader.

As for the remaining dozen or so people, they were either dead or injured, and were immediately rendered unable to fight.

This "Great Brahma Light Compassionate Crossing Sword Sutra" truly lives up to its reputation as the Water Moon Temple's signature technique. Once you master its essence, your combat power will increase dramatically.

How weak can something be if it dares to use the name "Cihang" (慈航, meaning compassion and salvation)?

"You... have achieved great success in the Dao?"

At this moment, the leader came to his senses, exclaimed in surprise, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

In his haste, he forgot to use ventriloquism, his voice clear and resonant, tinged with a hint of age. Du Bingyan raised an eyebrow, about to speak, when her "Seventh Uncle" rushed out from behind her, his expression excited:
"Chief Escort Lin? It's you!"

Du Bingyan glanced at the man, and seeing that he trembled but did not deny it, she understood the situation and asked:
"Seventh Uncle, do you know this person?"

"He is Lin An, the chief镖头 (bodyguard/escort) of Xiongwei Escort Agency! He has been friends with our Jihai Hall for over thirty years..."

"Seventh Uncle" had bloodshot eyes and gritted his teeth:

"Back when he first took charge of the escort agency, he didn't have enough prestige. If it weren't for our Jihaitang giving him a hand, his escort agency would have closed down long ago!"
Unexpectedly... I helped a heartless wretch!

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

Liu Sheng thought to himself, then waved his hand and unleashed several bursts of energy, instantly ripping off the masks of the black-robed men on the ground, regardless of whether they were dead or alive.

They revealed pale faces—men, women, old, and young.

"Manager Cao of the Forging Shop, Manager Zhao of the West Wind Pavilion, Master Lu of the Treasure Pavilion, Wu Fengtie, Liu Junan, Wu Chenqi, Iron Body Martial Arts School, Xuanhu Martial Arts School..."

"Seventh Uncle" glanced at Liu Sheng, who emerged from the shadows, with surprise. Seeing that Du Bingyan did not introduce him, he immediately stepped forward to identify him.

He had been operating in Gaolin Prefecture for over a year and knew all the faces of the people there.

These people are all well-known figures in Gaolin Prefecture, covering all the major forces in the city.

Among them were three unfamiliar faces, with long hair and beards, fierce expressions, and a tough demeanor; they were clearly not good people.

There are a total of fifteen Qi Refining cultivators at the Dao Entry Realm.

In the past, the forces these people represented were constantly in conflict due to their differing interests, but tonight they have united.

"It's because of me that they..."

Du Bingyan took a deep breath and, connecting the dots, understood the whole story.

Mango Pomelo Sago!

Now, throughout the Great Yu Dynasty, this object is being circulated as something miraculous, attracting countless covetous eyes. Anyone or anything related to it will be met with fierce storms.

At best, they will be hunted down and killed; at worst, their families and relatives will be implicated, leading to the extermination of their entire clan.

For example, the people who attacked tonight, and the forces behind them, combined, might not be enough to defeat the Bohai Du family with a single finger.

But they were like wolves that had smelled blood, seizing the opportunity to tear off a piece of flesh.

For example, in other cities such as Yangxin Prefecture... the Jihai Hall was massacred.

They are numerous and cover a wide area. If one family dies, more than a dozen will rush over. The sheer number of ants can kill an elephant.

Moreover, there may be even larger forces pulling the strings behind these people and forces.

Those behemoths comparable to the Du family of Bohai, or even more powerful top-tier aristocratic clans and martial arts holy lands...

Thinking of this, Du Bingyan's pretty face turned pale, her eyes filled with panic and unease. She secretly regretted not covering her face when she left the ruins, which led to this disaster.
"A divine destiny, you really did obtain a divine destiny... There are more than a dozen of us at the Dao Entry Realm, yet we are no match for you. Besides a divine destiny, is there any other possibility?"

Lin An, lying on the ground, was spitting blood and foam, his face contorted in a maniacal grin.

"Yangzhi Ganlu... can make people instantly become immortals, bring the dead back to life, and grant them eternal life. This is an immortal opportunity that even the big shots in the capital covet. Your Bohai Du family... cannot protect it!"
You won this time, but what about next time, and the time after that?

Your Du family's branches and descendants scattered throughout the country will be besieged and wiped out one by one.

Ultimately, it will be your ancestral homeland in Bohai!
Moreover, that divine favor can revive the dead and heal the wounded; regenerating severed limbs is commonplace, and it can even bring the dead back to life, reviving deceased relatives.

At this point, he looked at "Seventh Uncle," his features contorted, a mixture of mockery and madness:
"Brother Xingning, I just broke your son's neck. If you have any willow branches..."

"puff!"

Before he could finish speaking, a cold light flashed, blood splattered, and his head flew off, still emitting a strange laugh.
"hey-hey……"

"call!"

The night wind howled past, the firelight flickered, and the shadows swayed and fell on the three people's faces, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

"Uncle Seven..."

(End of this chapter)