Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

Chapter 108 A Casual Stroke of the Tongue, Three Killed in Succession

"Please come in, sir."

In the blink of an eye, the two reached the top floor of the Red Flower Restaurant.

Kong Lie pushed open the door to the private room, chuckled, and made an inviting gesture.

Thank you.

Shen Han glanced inside.

The private room wasn't empty; instead, two bald monks were sitting there, drinking wine from large bowls and eating meat in large chunks.

"Old Kong, who is this?"

One of the monks, licking the oil, asked.

Kong Lie laughed and said, "This is a guest of my restaurant. I brought him up here specifically to apologize."

"Oh? Let me see—"

Another monk glanced sideways and said, "Shen Han, Physician Shen, this humble monk has not mistaken you for someone else, has he?"

Shen Han said calmly, "Master, you actually know me?"

"Amitabha----"

The monk tore at the braised meat in his mouth and said, "The name of Physician Shen is renowned far and wide. How could I not know him? A few days ago, the Taoist Sanmiao used toad poison. If it weren't for your prescription, I don't know how many people would have died in Sanhe County."

"Who are you?" Shen Han asked casually.

"Of course, of course. This humble monk is none other than the Crimson Flame Venerable," the monk said with a smile. "In addition, this humble monk is also the Vice Incense Master of the Moon Worship Sect."

Are you also the deputy incense master?

Upon hearing this, Shen Han was slightly taken aback.

The monk who spoke earlier said, "This humble monk is Kumu, also a deputy leader of the Moon Worship Cult."

Interesting—Shen Han thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, after coming to Shigou Town to kill Deputy Incense Master Kong Lie, I encountered two other Deputy Incense Masters.

"Dr. Shen, to be honest, I am also a deputy incense master."

Kong Lie slammed the door shut.

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became somewhat strange.

Shen Han paused for a moment, then said, "Could it be—that's all Manager Kong wanted to tell me?"

Kong Lie waved his hand: "No, no, as the shopkeeper, I must first explain the situation caused by that stray cat."

"Speaking."

Shen Han remained unmoved.

Kong Lie laughed, "The reason the stray cat was so excited is very simple: it ate the food from our restaurant, and we added opium to it!"

The withered old monk picked up the conversation: "Doctor Shen, you know very well what opium is, don't you?"

"clear."

Shen Han said calmly, "But why are you telling me this? Aren't you afraid I'll go around telling on you?"

"Haha, good question!"

Master Chiyan gulped down a mouthful of wine. "Because, the dead can't speak!"

"Hehehehe!"

Kong Lie and the withered old monk also laughed wildly.

Laughter echoed in the private room. In the eyes of the three deputy leaders of the Moon Worship Cult, Shen Han, this little doctor in the clinic, was more insignificant than an ant.

"You...are you going to kill me to cover your tracks?"

Shen Han stared at the three of them and said.

The Crimson Flame Monk swaggered to his feet and continued chugging wine: "Boy, this humble monk will not only kill you, but also cut off your ears to go with my wine!"

Having said that, he leaped into the air.

With its ten fingers forming claws, it lunged at Shen Han, who was three zhang away.

Kong Lie and the other man watched the show with their arms crossed: "Chi Yan, don't make too much blood, or we'll be too lazy to clean up later."

"Don't worry—uh!"

Before Crimson Flame Venerable could finish speaking, Shen Han suddenly grabbed his arm.

"you?"

For a moment, Master Chiyan couldn't believe it.

Although he didn't use his full strength, he was still a martial arts master who had refined his flesh for many years, and his Nine Yin White Bone Claw was invincible. How could he be grabbed by an ordinary person? Moreover, he couldn't move at all!

laugh!

Without hesitation, Shen Han pulled back forcefully. Instantly, both of Crimson Flame Master's arms were severed from his body, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Awooo————"

Master Chiyan was writhing on the ground in pain after losing his arm.

"Manager Kong, I'm so sorry, the floor is still stained with blood."

Shen Han threw away the arm of the Crimson Flame Master.

In the blink of an eye, he stepped forward and struck the Crimson Flame Master squarely in the chest.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking.

At the same time, the howling of the Crimson Flame Master stopped abruptly. His head slumped to the side, his eyes unfocused, and he died on the spot.

"Crimson Flame!"

Kong Lie was shocked, and even the withered old monk could not believe it.

In the blink of an eye, Master Chiyan died, and he died at the hands of a frail doctor. Damn it, Shen Han was hiding his strength; he has a martial arts realm!

"I'll kill you!"

Enraged, Kong Lie drew his long sword with a "whoosh" and attacked Shen Han through gritted teeth.

With the death of Master Chiyan, Kong Lie dared not be negligent in the slightest.

With this strike, he unleashed all his power, determined to kill Shen Han.

clang!

In an instant, Shen Han also drew his heavy iron scimitar. The two swords clashed head-on, sparks flying and a deafening noise erupting.

"What?"

Kong Lie did not gain the upper hand and could only retreat repeatedly.

His hand holding the knife went numb.

呲!

Then, the long sword cracked and broke into several pieces.

"Shen—who exactly are you?"

Kong Lie's eyes showed fear.

Shen Han laughed: "Don't you all know that I'm just a country bumpkin doctor?"

After he finished speaking, a heavy iron scimitar weighing over a hundred pounds fell from the sky.

Sky-Splitting Blade Technique - Vertical Slash!

"don't want----"

In the blink of an eye, Kong Lie had nowhere to dodge and could only watch helplessly as the curved blade slashed down from above his head.

thump!

His body was split in two.

Like chopped firewood, it fell to both sides, its internal organs and blood spreading everywhere, immediately filling the room with a stench of blood and making a complete mess.

"You're great!"

The remaining withered old monk took a deep breath.

Shen Han smiled: "Master, I was only acting in self-defense."

"Heh, what a clever way to protect yourself."

The withered old monk sneered, "It seems I have no choice but to kill you myself to avenge my two brothers!"

call!

As he spoke, his monk's robes fluttered.

More than ten short knives flew out from the lining of the monk's robe, each one aimed directly at Shen Han's body.

"this one?"

Shen Han remained completely calm in the face of the short sword.

Having entered the Bone Refining Realm, his speed and perception were no longer comparable to before. Therefore, although the old monk's short sword was fast, it posed no threat to him.

Ping pong!

Indeed, the blade of the heavy iron scimitar easily blocked all the short swords.

"How could this happen?"

The old monk withered wood couldn't believe it.

His "Ten Thousand Blades Calamity" is insidious and vicious, and has claimed the lives of countless heroes over the years. Why is it that it has no effect on this doctor?

call out!

Shen Han grabbed the last short knife and threw it at the withered old monk.

laugh!

The next instant, the withered old monk was unable to dodge and was stabbed in the chest.

"You—"

He fell to the ground, clutching his chest. "This humble monk's years of cultivation couldn't even dodge your blade—"

"I apologize, but I have already refined my bones."

Shen Han sneered.

The withered old monk was horrified: "What—bone refining?"

"good."

"How dare you openly oppose the Moon Worship Cult—"

"Come on!"

Shen Han interrupted him directly, "I killed more than just the three of you deputy leaders."

The old monk withered and dead had blood flowing continuously from his chest.

His eyes widened: "You're Ugly Face?"

"Otherwise what? Your reaction is really slow."

Shen Han stepped forward, "Tell me, who is the leader of the Moon Worship Sect stationed in Sanhe County?"

The withered old monk said bitterly, "You won't find out—"

As soon as he finished speaking, the withered old monk gritted his teeth, tilted his head to the side, and breathed his last.

"This monk had poison sacs tied to his teeth—"

After examining the withered tree's corpse, Shen Han frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "The Moon Worship Cult's methods of controlling people are truly endless. First there was the Three Corpse Brain God Pill, and now there's the Poison Sac. They are indeed an outright evil cult."