The Qingyang City Charity House is located in a very remote corner. To get there, one must first walk through a dark and dilapidated street with some short and old houses on both sides, which are obviously quite old.
Many coroners or veterinarians choose this place to recruit apprentices and pass on their skills.
Firstly, they could take corpses nearby, and secondly, they could be used to train the apprentices' courage.
As soon as Qin Yuesheng walked into the street, he heard a lot of noise coming from a house not far away, and he quickly listened.
"How could you do this when I'm only away for a moment?"
"What can I do? She's so charming lying there, and she's not wearing any clothes. How can I resist?"
"You beast! All you have to do is perform an autopsy!"
"You don't care what I do, get lost!"
After a while of pushing and shoving, Qin Yuesheng saw an old man walking out of the house angrily and roaring into the room: "You are the worst veterinarian I have ever seen in my life!"
As the man smashed the door hard, the whole door hit the door frame with a bang, making quite a noise.
Qin Yuesheng quickly hid in the darkness and watched the old man leave angrily.
"What's going on? Someone is performing an autopsy in the middle of the night." Qin Yuesheng was puzzled, but without thinking too much, he came out from his hiding place and continued running towards the charity cemetery.
The architectural image of the charity cemetery is very easy to recognize. When Qin Yuesheng approached the charity cemetery, he saw the open gate and a faint glow of fire coming out from inside.
He jumped over the wall and leaped into the courtyard. In an instant, he saw a man in white holding a torch and walking inside the lobby of the charity cemetery. The moment Qin Yuesheng landed, he immediately looked over.
For a moment, the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
At this moment, anyone who appears in the charity cemetery is not a good person.
Qin Yuesheng put his thumb on the handle of the knife and slowly pushed the fine iron knife out of the scabbard. The moonlight shone on the iron knife, and the knife light appeared instantly.
Sun Xianghe narrowed his eyes and stared at Qin Yuesheng. He had been ranked 31st on the Jiangnan Hundred Weapons List for two or three years. Because he was good at using a whip, he was nicknamed "Iron Whip Infinite" by the people in the martial arts world. His strength was at the fourth level of internal force.
This time when he came to Qingyang City to investigate the demise of the Tiger Gang, Wang Tao gave him full authority to manage the matter.
Qin Yuesheng could not hide his murderous intent, and Sun Xianghe sensed it instantly. He reached out and touched his lower back, and in the blink of an eye, an iron whip made purely of iron wire and embedded with barbs appeared in his hand.
The handle of the whip is an octagonal prism of pure copper, with a hollow iron ball at the end containing three small iron beads. Whenever Sun Xianghe swings the whip, the whip will make a tinkling sound, which is also his exclusive symbol.
"It seems that you are the one who attacked the Tiger Gang. Now you come here again. You must have big plans." Sun Xianghe shook the whip casually, and the whole whip fell to the ground. As he slowly swung it, the iron whip hit the ground directly, making a whip sound.
Qin Yuesheng said nothing and rushed out instantly.
The dazzling two-meter-long sword energy slashed down violently, and the entire charity hall was immediately split in half from the roof to the inside of the house by Qin Yuesheng. Tiles and wooden beams were all shattered and exploded under the sword energy, falling to the ground like rain.
Sun Xianghe suddenly swung the iron whip above his head and began to circle. His internal energy quickly gathered above his head and evolved into a Tai Chi pattern, blocking all falling objects and sending them in all directions.
Bang!
In an instant, the sword energy and Tai Chi collided.
The air wave hit violently, and the ground where Sun Xianghe was standing suddenly caved in, and spider-web-like cracks quickly appeared under his feet.
Buzz!
The Tai Chi rotated and immediately shattered the sword energy, and the entire sword energy instantly dissipated in the air.
"Watch out!" Sun Xianghe shouted, leaping forward and swinging his whip towards Qin Yuesheng with the force of a long snake exploring the sea. This whip must have weighed a hundred pounds. To be able to swing it so easily and flexibly, Sun Xianghe's own strength must not be underestimated.
The iron whip twisted in the air in an S shape, just like a flying python. Qin Yuesheng immediately drew out his second knife and used both knives to meet the flying whip.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
When the fine iron knife and the iron whip collided, Qin Yuesheng felt the shock force continuously flowing into his palm. This iron whip was quite strange. It contained three levels of hidden power when it was whipped out, and it was like layers of waves, which was simply incredible.
If someone else came, he would definitely be defeated by Sun Xianghe's iron whip.
Qin Yuesheng possesses the strength of nine and a half horses. So far, he has never been afraid of anyone when it comes to strength.
He clamped his two swords in an X shape, and used the blades to directly clamp the barbs on the surface of the iron whip, hooking the iron whip tightly so that Sun Xianghe could not pull it back.
Ga!
The iron whip instantly tightened, making a tightening sound.
Sun Xianghe was shocked. He had practiced martial arts for many years, and was particularly focused on strength. Now he had the strength of six horses, but facing Qin Yuesheng's pull, he did not gain the upper hand at all, but was suppressed by the other party.
Qin Yuesheng's arm muscles bulged, and he pulled hard in an instant, and the entire iron whip moved towards him. At this moment of steady crushing, he suddenly heard a large number of cracks appear on the blades of the two fine iron knives. With a click, the two fine iron knives suddenly shattered and turned into fragments that scattered all over the ground.
Without the fine iron knife to hold the iron whip in place, Sun Xianghe was able to pull the whip back immediately, circling around him like a spirit snake.
Qin Yuesheng frowned. Most knights who have made a name for themselves in the martial arts world have a weapon that suits them. Regardless of other things, the material of the weapon must be absolutely precious. Sometimes the quality of the weapon accounts for two or three tenths of your strength, and its importance cannot be ignored.
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