Chapter 76 Bloodstained Palm Arrives at the Door, Madam Sees Me (Please Read Further)

"Sir, that's why everyone says you're a good person."

"He's just an old geezer, and you're being so polite to him. You're really giving him too much face."

We left the village at noon and returned in the late afternoon.

Li Xian, holding a torch, led the way. The guards, having heard tales of ghosts, were secretly terrified.

In the freezing cold, the yin energy is naturally abundant.

When bored, one might try to talk to relieve the boredom.

“Bullying the weak is not in my nature,” Li Xian said. “If you want to advance further in martial arts, you should adjust your mindset. Those who bully the weak will also be bullied, while only those who strive for self-improvement can become strong.”

"Yes, yes, Master Li is right."

The guards echoed the call.

Li Xian glanced at the crowd, knowing no one was listening. But he didn't mind and led the way. They turned onto a mountain path, where the trees were dense and it was difficult to walk at night.

Some branches extended outwards, blocking people's heads. Li Xian drew his sword and chopped them down, scattering the branches all over the ground.

At this time, people were having difficulty obtaining firewood.

It's not easy to ignite a fire, but even these small twigs and leaves are secretly picked up and accumulated by some people.

Li Xian had lived through such times, so he swung his knife wildly, not caring about scattering more broken branches.

"By the way, do you guys think ghosts really exist?"

In the back courtyard, perhaps recalling the events of Dongnong Village, someone suddenly asked a question.

"ghost?"

"Of course there are! If there are demons and monsters, how could there be few ghosts and monsters?"

"Let me tell you, not to mention other places, even in our own village, there have been ghost stories!"

The guards began to chatter. Li Xian, intrigued, asked, "Oh? It really was haunted?"

Upon hearing Li Xian's question, the guards became even more enthusiastic, with one saying, "He not only caused trouble, but he was also quite fierce."

"It is said that after a person dies, their vengeful spirit lingers and may turn into a ghost."

"They demand lives or money, and their methods are bizarre and varied."

"Uncle Li, if you're interested, I'll tell you about them one by one."

As they were talking...

Li Xian was very curious, but suddenly frowned, noticing something was wrong, and said in a deep voice, "Something's not right."

"Sir, what's wrong?" The guards immediately panicked, fearing that something was amiss.

However, the existence of ghosts and monsters in the world has never been definitively established. In the end, it is always humans who are the most troublemakers.

Li Xian pointed his torch downwards and said, "Look."

There were dozens of footprints on the ground, varying in depth, and among them was a cartwheel, which was quite conspicuous.

And these footprints had just been formed.

No ghosts or monsters were seen, but there were quite a few human traces.

“A group of people came to the village under the cover of night, making a big show of it.”

"And since they travel at night without lighting any lamps, I fear they are not well-intentioned; good intentions do not come."

Li Xian's mind raced, and he quickly pressed down the torch and extinguished the fire with mud.

"Oh, sir, why did you put out the fire?"

"You can't see it clearly now!"

The guards gasped in surprise.

"Quiet," Li Xian said in a deep voice.

The crowd immediately fell silent, not daring to utter a sound.

"There seems to be something going on in the village," Li Xian muttered, then said to a side path, "If we take the main road, we'll probably run into them. Let's take the side path and go back."

The night was very dark, and the path was secluded. The road was difficult to travel, and the guards were unwilling, but how could they disobey?

Seeing Li Xian leading the way and already stepping onto the path, they could only follow, daring not to utter a word of complaint.

Li Xian ran and sprinted, and three-quarters of an hour later, he emerged from the woods and entered the manor through the east gate.

Zhuangzi occupied a vast area with entrances on all four sides: east, south, west, and north. The south gate was the main entrance, and each gate was far apart and not adjacent to the others.

Li Xian had excellent hearing and vaguely heard some noises; something was happening at the main gate of the manor.

They immediately went to Pang Long's courtyard. Finding no lights on, they knew Pang Long had already arrived at the front gate. They then went to the guards' quarters, but found them empty as well.

"It seems the visitors this time have very ill intentions!"

Li Xian frowned, tightened his grip on his knife, and had a vague sense of foreboding. After hesitating for a moment, he took a little-known path and headed towards the main gate.

Conceal your presence and hide in the shadows.

Finally, the situation became clear.

The vermilion gate of the manor was cleaved into four pieces by two strokes. The broken surfaces were smooth, as if cut like tofu, demonstrating the profound skill of the person who broke the gate.

Outside the gate, there seemed to be quite a few people. They weren't carrying torches, so their exact numbers were unclear. But given their presence, it was certainly a large group.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

Thunderous drumbeats resounded from the darkness.

The disturbance has kept everyone awake tonight.

Pang Long's expression turned ugly. He channeled his inner energy and shouted, "Who's beating the drum? Don't you want to live anymore?!"

The roar was so loud that it momentarily drowned out the drumbeats, forcing the drummer to take several steps back.

"It was I, Zheng Xuezhang, who struck the drum!"

An even louder roar followed.

Zheng Xuezhang stepped forward, formally arriving at the door. This man was burly, with a full beard, and exuded a domineering aura, carrying a life-sized sword on his back.

Li Xian pondered to himself, "Could it be because of me?" His heart tightened, and he remained hidden, yet he did not regret killing Zheng Caiqi. This woman was narrow-minded; whether he killed her or not, the consequences would be endless.

"If things go wrong, I'll run away immediately." Li Xian was glad he was in the dark and held his breath to observe.

"Zheng Xuezhang, your Blackwater Gang is going too far!" Pang Long cursed angrily.

Zheng Xuezhang said, "You're the one who's gone too far!" He glanced around and saw a guard from the manor beside him. Enraged, he didn't care about anything else, reached out and grabbed the guard, twisted his limbs, and threw him out the door like a dead pig.

"you!"

Pang Long was furious. This man broke down the gate first, and then attacked people.

“You, Yihezhuang, use the resources of my Blackwater Gang, and now you dare to harm my son. Today, I will make sure you never have a moment of peace.”

"Who is Li Xian? Show yourself right now!"

As Zheng Xuezhang spoke, he attacked another guard. He used a grappling technique, and the guard, who was already a level C guard, was as useless as a clay chicken or a clay dog ​​in front of such a master.

Terrified and unable to move, he was about to be captured.

Pang Long roared, how could he sit idly by and wait to die? He immediately took a step forward, threw the guard behind him, and struck Zheng Xuezhang with a palm.

"Good timing!"

Zheng Xuezhang transformed his claws into palms, facing Pang Long head-on. A loud "bang" rang out as their palms clashed, and snow mist swirled around them.

Pang Long exerted all his strength. The firelight struck his body, and a strange, rainbow-like phenomenon appeared on his shoulders.

"You have some skill, you're halfway to the Essence Eater level?" Zheng Xuezhang was still able to speak, and with this one palm strike, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.

"snort!"

He let out a cold snort, flicked his left hand, and sent the swirling snow mist around him hurtling towards the side with more people. The force was so great that it knocked over a dozen guards to the ground, sending them tumbling several times.

Pang Long was holding on desperately.

He channeled his Qi throughout his body, surging it into his palm. "Drink!" With another roar, his other palm followed, barely managing to hold its own against Zheng's Blood Palm.

"Overestimating yourself." Zheng Xuezhang shuddered slightly, and a layer of blood mist suddenly appeared all over his body.

His strength and internal energy suddenly surged several times over; this was the "Blood Wheel Technique," an extremely powerful martial art for beginners. In an instant, he knocked Pang Long back, forcing him to kneel on one knee and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Pang Long mustered his strength and said, "You scoundrel, trespassing on the gates of the manor, take this!" Ignoring everything else, he unleashed his signature move, the "Red Ridge Long Fist."

Once this fist technique is unleashed, it is like Mount Tai pressing down, with overwhelming momentum. However, it is not straightforward; instead, it is as agile as a winding mountain road.

Qi is originally an intangible thing. But through martial arts, it can be seen with the naked eye and is extremely mysterious.

The two exchanged several blows. Each move was astonishing, the force of each punch and kick immense. Zheng Xuezhang, being a master of consuming essence, naturally intended to defeat Pang Long.

Pang Long unleashed a powerful punch. Zheng Xuezhang remained calm and said, "Let's see what you can do about this!" He turned around, revealing his back.

Pang Long struck him in the back. Zheng Xue stomped his foot, and a force of recoil came from behind.

With a few cracking sounds, Pang Long's right hand bones shattered, and he screamed in pain.

Zheng Xuezhang laughed loudly several times.

This section is about avenging one's son.

But I also wanted to test the waters. If the water was shallow... I'd just swallow it.

"I've heard you have a lady?"

"Make her come to see me!"

Zheng Xuezhang was extremely pleased with his great victory.

(End of this chapter)