With a sword drawn, he laughs proudly, his martial prowess dominating the heavens!

Chapter 122 If we're going to fight, let's fight to the death!

The fire intensified, and the heatwave spread with the flames, turning the surrounding trees a bright orange.

The halo of light pierced through the trees, making the many figures standing or lying in the forest increasingly clear.

The Beggars' Sect disciples had stopped using their bamboo sticks, and the screams of the several mute men convulsing on the ground grew weaker and weaker, until they were barely audible.

The poisons of the Hundred Medicines Sect are indeed formidable. Even someone as skilled in internal energy as Tao Gu Liu Ya could only withstand it for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before the poison penetrated deep into his lungs.

Tao Zhixian, the only one who was not poisoned, was struck hard on the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of her foot by Li Che. Her lower limbs were unable to move, and she could only scream in agony.

He picked up the severed finger, intending to attach it to Peach Blossom Fairy's hand, but after several unsuccessful attempts, he picked up the severed hand again and crawled towards Peach Root Fairy.

The rustling sound of wiping the floor continued intermittently, but no one paid any attention to him anymore.

Boom—!

Suddenly, dark clouds obscured the moon on the horizon, and a thunderclap boomed.

Even the heavens seemed reluctant to let the raging fire consume the mountain, for in an instant, large raindrops began to fall, growing ever more urgent.

"etc!"

Jie Feng shouted loudly, temporarily halting Li Che's action of slitting his throat with a sword.

Just then, a gust of wind rose, and the flames in the distance flickered more rapidly, reflecting a pair of cold eyes filled with murderous intent.

Jie Feng's Adam's apple bobbed as he recalled the news from Mengjindu; he felt a pang of fear.

This man always ruthlessly eliminates his enemies!

"My son was fed the Three Corpse Brain God Pill by Xiang Wentian. I am willing to be killed, but could you... spare the Beggars' Sect?"

"Are you done?" Li Che's expression was calm, showing no sign of emotion.

Jie Feng felt a chill run down his spine, and a cold sensation spread across his neck. "Yue Buqun!"

"What did you say?!"

"Xiang Wentian is also investigating Sect Leader Yue's whereabouts. I suspect he also intends to harm Sect Leader Yue. Could this information be exchanged for the lives of my Beggar Clan disciples?!"

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong's expression changed drastically. This villain actually wants to destroy my Huashan Sect?!

He turned to look at Li Che and was startled again.

A dark purple aura emanated from through the clothing, its chilling killing intent almost tangible.

"Who is it, and where are you?!"

"I don't know. Xiang Wentian only inquired about the situation through the Beggars' Sect. Half a month ago, Sect Leader Yue led his disciples through Kuizhou. You... uh!"

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"Boss!"

"father--!"

"Kill!" Li Che uttered a single word, and the surroundings seemed to plunge into an ice cave. Jie Feng collapsed, his eyes wide with shock. Li Che then coldly added, "I, Li, never negotiate with my mortal enemies! The Beggars' Sect? There are beggars, but no sect!"

This happened in just a few breaths.

Jie Feng is dead!

Peach Valley Six Mute Soldiers!

All the Beggars' Sect disciples are dead!

Many others have already been written into Li's book of life and death!

"Senior Brother?"

Li Che raised his hand to stop Linghu Chong from saying anything more, then pressed his hand down and calmed himself down.

This place is thousands of miles away from Qingcheng Mountain, so there's no use being anxious.

Jie Feng said that Lao Yue and the others had only passed through Kuizhou half a month ago, so they must have been sightseeing along the way and hadn't been traveling fast.

Since Xiang Wentian had set up a trap, ordinary helpers would be no match for the Huashan Sect, and Ren Yingying's ragtag group also had limited methods.

If that's the case...

Li Che suddenly turned around and looked at the collapsed post station. Under the torrential rain and thunder, many poisonous corpses could be vaguely seen.

The Five Poisons Sect?!

Good trick!

He appeared to be absentmindedly wiping the corpse, but in reality, he was gradually sorting out his thoughts.

Ren and Xiang set up the murder plot because they felt they had lost leverage over Li Che's attempt to stop the killing of Di Xiu at the Liu family residence in Hengshan.

Li Che felt remorseful; he had indeed been careless this time.

If the lives of the Huashan people are harmed, even a thousand deaths would not be enough to absolve them of their guilt.

Linghu Chong was extremely anxious. Seeing that Jie Feng had taken an oilcloth bag from his pocket and put it into his own pocket, he felt a little resentful. At this point, he still cared about cleaning up the corpse.

"Senior Brother, we must hurry to Xichuan! Oh, and Mount Hua! Will the bandits target Mount Hua? Is Xiang Wentian one of Zuo Lengchan's men?"

"Mount Hua is no obstacle!" Li Che said firmly. "Haste makes waste. Let's hurry to Chang'an. Weixin Escort Agency has a branch in Sichuan; carrier pigeons are faster than horses. Let's go!"

The two hurried westward, and by the time they entered Chaoyi, it was nearly dawn.

Li Che hurriedly bought two large horses, two sets of moon-white outfits, and a lot of dried vegetables and cooked meat along the way before setting off again.

Without stopping, they entered Chang'an City in just two days and headed straight for Qianjin Village.

Seeing that they were travel-worn and looked anxious, the manor lord Huo Quan knew something was wrong and led them directly into the main hall.

"Uncle Huo, please prepare two strong horses. It's urgent, and we'll be leaving shortly."

Huo Quan's expression tightened. "What happened?"

Li Che didn't explain, but said, "There are two things I need your help with."

"Please speak, my dear nephew!"

"Borrow the carrier pigeon from the Weixin Escort Agency to send a message to Hanzhong, Sichuan. After finding my master, inform him that someone is setting a trap to deal with my Huashan Sect, and we must be careful."

Pay special attention to food and lodging; beware of poisoning by the enemy!

Huo Quan's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. Anyone capable of attacking the Huashan Sect must be no ordinary person, and since his nephew Li spoke with such seriousness, the matter must be quite significant.

"Someone come here!"

"Master!"

Huo Quan walked to the side and wrote furiously, "Go to Weixin Escort Agency immediately, there is no time to lose!"

"yes!"

"Nephew, do you need any help?"

Li Che shook his head and said, "This matter isn't about the number of people!"

His gaze turned cold, and he added, "There's one more thing I need to trouble Uncle Huo with. Have the brothers from the Weixin and Fuwei escort agencies spread the word: the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect and Xiang Wentian are heading to Plum Manor in West Lake to rescue a death row inmate!"

"this...

...?

"Don't do this openly, and don't involve the escort agency. It's best to find some unfamiliar faces and pay them off."

Fuwei Escort Agency should have a branch near Hangzhou; this matter must be handled as soon as possible!

Li Che's face was sinister. He had been rushing along the road for the past two days, thinking things through. He believed that Xiang Wentian was always cautious and meticulous in his work, and must have also considered the consequences of the failed assassination attempt.

But such a decisive move was due to two reasons: firstly, the timing was indeed good, and secondly... this guy probably already found the right person to rescue that old bastard at the bottom of West Lake!

Who knows, Ren Woxing might have already been released by now.

But since the two sides are mortal enemies, how could he, Li, let them have their way?

Linghu Chong listened quietly for a while and felt that his senior brother had made quite a few enemies on his two trips down the mountain.

Huo Quan didn't ask any more questions and agreed completely. Although he was worried about his older brother and daughter, he had no other choice but to hurriedly prepare the horses and travel expenses and watch the two of them head west.

At the same time, three people arrived near West Lake.

Judging from their attire, they were all men, young, middle-aged, and old.

"Young Master Shi, has Alliance Leader Zuo already explained everything?"

Stendhal looked bitter and nodded in agreement.

Xiang Wentian, dressed like a wealthy merchant, frowned and said, "How can the disciples of Songshan be so defeated? I still have some influence with Ping Yizhi. If this matter succeeds, your martial arts may be able to recover. At most, we will return to rescue you in a month or so."

"I hope you will keep your word!"

Xiang Wentian smiled subtly, then frowned as he looked at Ren Yingying, who was dressed as a woman, beside him.

"Young Miss, there are priorities, saving lives is the most important thing. Besides, even if the two arrangements don't work out, once the person comes out and regains power, we have nothing to fear."

Remember, my name is Tong Huajin, and your name is Liu Qing. We are the last disciples of Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan School.

"I'll handle the sword fight; but if it's a contest of performing arts, then I'll have to ask Brother Liu for his assistance."

"I understand, Brother Tong."

Despite this, Ren Yingying still frowned slightly, feeling quite uneasy.

That night, she struggled with the decision several times, pondering until dawn, before finally sending a letter.

If Li Che were to die, all would be well.

But if he hadn't died, given his ruthless nature of eliminating all threats, and besides, Feng Qingyang was still there at Mount Hua...

My mind was in turmoil. Even though the letter had already been sent, I sent another one before leaving Luoyang.