That man was an acrobat in the city, usually he did not pay too much attention to Wulin world affairs. Although he had heard the name 'Can Sha Xing', he did not recognize his face. Looking up to see the notice, he laughed and said, "Xiongdi, can't you read? The Manchurian Qing has done a rare good deed. This notice says, 'More than death can wipe out the Devil Cult's bandit leader's daughter' … "
An Yesun was furious. "Nonsense!" More than death can wipe out the Devil Cult? What Devil Cult? What bandit leader's daughter? " Every time he cursed, he slapped the man's face. After receiving four slaps, the man's mouth and nose bled and he fainted on the ground. An Yesun stared at the notice, as if everything around him had disappeared without a trace. After half a day, he tore the notice down, stuffed it into his sleeve, and rushed back the way he came. This time he was several times faster than when he went down the mountain. The pedestrians in the city felt a gust of cold wind brushing past them, but they did not see any shadow.
An Yesun rushed back to Mount Tai. He took a shortcut and went up the mountain from Lu Zhan Gate on the north side. He did not have any hope of persuading the Hierarch to save Chu Menglin, but he was ready to tell him that he would break into the capital alone. Whether the Hierarch agreed or not, he was determined to save Chu Menglin. However, when he was trying to evade the Hierarch, unfortunately he bumped into him head-on. He had an urgent matter to look for him, but he could not find him. After rushing for a while, he entered a dense forest, surrounded by towering ancient trees. An Yesun suddenly heard a 'swish' noise behind him. He turned his head and indeed saw a shadow flashed in a pile of trees not too far away. He knew the enemy was lying in ambush, but right now his mind was preoccupied with Chu Menglin, so he did not have time to think. He pretended not to notice and continued to rush forward. The ambushing enemy did not understand his intention, so for the time being they did not dare to act blindly without thinking.
A moment later they arrived at an open area in front of the Green Tung Stream. Finally the enemy could not wait any longer. He heard the neighing of horses, followed by a sharp whistle, more than a dozen horses galloped forward from every corner. The people sitting on the horses were beggars in ragged clothes, but they were also riding tall horses. Riding on the leading horse was an old man with white hair and beard. He rode alone until he was right in front of An Yesun. Only then did he pull on the reins and dismount from the horse. He slammed his bamboo cane heavily on the ground and hissed, "An Yesun! Do you still recognize me? "His voice was filled with hatred.
"Yu Shuanglin?" An Yesun asked. "Humph," Yu Shuanglin snorted coldly, "Not bad," he said, "At least you still have some memory. You killed my Beggar Clan's Elder Peng. I haven't settled my debt with you. I want you to pay this debt of blood with your life! "
An Yesun said impatiently, "You old thing, who has the patience to chat with you endlessly! I have important matters to attend to today, so I don't have the time to deal with you. If you know what's good for you, then get out of my way! "He didn't take Yu Shuanglin seriously at all. He took a step forward and was about to force his way through. Yu Shuanglin took a step back. He slammed his bamboo cane on the ground and shouted, "Get into formation!" The crowd of beggars accepted the order. They jumped down from their horses and stood in a circle, surrounding him in the middle. Each of them brandished their wooden sticks to protect themselves.
An Yesun was so angry that he pointed his halberd and cursed, "Yu Shuanglin! I order you, if you don't want to die, take this group of good-for-nothing turtle sons and grandsons and leave my sight as soon as possible! I'll count to three. Get out of my sight as far as you can! "Yu Shuanglin threw his head back and laughed loudly. He used his internal energy to shake the leaves above his head. An Yesun casually plucked the leaves that had fallen on his face. The bystanders saw that he only lightly brushed them away. His five fingers emitted a stream of energy that cut the dead leaves into thin pieces. Each piece was exactly the same in thickness and thickness. The fact that he had revealed this move showed that his internal energy was clearly superior to Yu Shuanglin's.
Yu Shuanglin didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of everybody, so he stopped laughing and said, "You order me? Aren't you afraid of biting your own tongue by boasting like this? When this old man was moving unhindered in Jianghu, your parents were still in swaddling clothes drinking milk. What right do you have to order me around? " An Yesun didn't have any feelings for them, so he wasn't particularly angry. He coldly said, "Then don't blame me for being merciless!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and charged toward the northeast corner.
Immediately several people on the side closed in and brandished their wooden sticks. One attacked his upper body, the other attacked his lower body. Their coordination was extremely good. Dark Night Death raised his hand to block the wooden club that was about to reach his arm. Then, he leaped into the air and stepped on the club with his left foot. Two more people attacked him from behind. One attacked his neck, and the other attacked his back. An Yesun pushed out with one palm and kicked the ground with the tip of his foot. He borrowed the force to lean back and somersaulted in the air. He narrowly avoided the wooden sticks, but he still fell back into the encirclement. He tried several times in succession, but he couldn't break out of this seemingly ordinary formation.
As he leaped, Yu Shuanglin glanced at his sleeve and saw a corner of the yellow silk cloth. He thought for a moment and laughed, "What, you also saw the notice? A few days ago in the capital, that woman who was close to you was paraded through the streets in a prisoner carriage. Everyone was cursing her. The Beggar Clan didn't have much, but they had plenty of vegetables and rotten radish. All the people in the city had a lot of them. When the prisoner carriage came, they would throw their weapons at her. That scene was spectacular … "
He was just making this up. Another beggar heard his enthusiasm and chimed in, "How could a few baskets of rotten vegetables be enough? For her, your old man specially scooped a bucket of smelly foot-washing water from Zhang Erma's wife in the east of the city and made her drink until she was full. This stinky witch is going to stink even more. I haven't asked you for any money yet … "
An Yesun didn't believe what he said, but he wouldn't allow anyone to insult Chu Menglin like this. He angrily shouted, "You … what did you say? You're asking for death! " His body turned into a blue shadow and rushed towards the beggar like lightning. He raised his right palm and aimed at the beggar's head. The beggar raised his stick to block, but An Yesun's palm was very strong. "Kacha", the wooden stick was split into two. His palm turned into a claw and grabbed the beggar's collar. With the other hand, he slapped the beggar's face twice.
A beggar from the west came to save him. An Yesun kicked back with his left leg and broke the wooden stick. He then grabbed the beggar and jumped back into the circle. His right hand stabbed into the beggar's neck and tore off a large piece of skin and flesh. He threw it outside the circle, causing the beggar to scream in pain. One of the beggars saw this terrifying scene and was so scared that he forgot to dodge. The piece of flesh that was thrown out was infused with internal energy and was as hard as iron. It hit the beggar's face and he fainted.
The beggars watched as An Yesun grabbed left and right and tore the beggar's body into a bloody mess. The pieces of flesh he tore off were used as hidden weapons and were thrown in all directions. If it was an ordinary object, the beggars would have held a wooden stick. They had learned some basic techniques to deal with it. But it was the body parts of their companions. They were so scared that they didn't know how to deal with it. Those who were hit all spat out blood and fell to the ground. An Yesun's right hand stabbed into the beggar's chest and stirred a few times. He took out a beating red heart and threw it towards Yu Shuanglin.
Yu Shuanglin had made up his mind that his disciple would definitely die. Even if he saw a "hidden weapon", he would hit it hard. But he imagined a small piece of flesh. When he saw a bloody heart flying towards him, he couldn't help but take a few steps to the side. He was afraid that his sleeve would be stained. An Yesun shook his left arm and something slipped from his sleeve into his palm. His fingers curled into a tight grip. It was the folding fan that he always carried with him when he fought. He chopped down on the beggar's head.
The beggar's skull cracked open. An Yesun's right hand reached in and grabbed the beggar's hair with his five fingers. He turned around and tore the beggar's head in half. Only his skeleton was left. An Yesun knocked the fan handle on the skeleton three times. "Look carefully," he said coldly, "This is your fate." His voice had just faded when the skeleton broke into pieces.
The beggars were so shocked that they were speechless. An Yesun was known for being ruthless and merciless. He killed people without leaving a whole corpse. But in the past he had always been calm and graceful. He didn't look like he was driven by hatred this time. His actions were exceptionally bloody. After a moment of silence, someone shouted. The beggars threw away the wooden sticks in their hands. They no longer cared about their original strategy and madly ran for their lives. They hated that their parents didn't give them two more legs.
An Yesun coldly shouted, "Don't even think about escaping! I'll do what I say. All of you, go to hell and repent! " He waved the folding fan in his hand. Rays of white light flashed and the beggars' backs were torn open. They fell to the ground. Very quickly, only Yu Shuanglin and another beggar were left.
The beggar was young and inexperienced. He had never seen such a situation. He was so scared that he wet his pants. He froze on the spot. His legs were so weak that he couldn't lift them. Seeing An Yesun's bloodthirsty eyes looking at him, he quickly knelt on the ground. He pulled his clothes and cried, "Perish Hall Leader, Perish Great Deity, please spare … spare my life. What they said just now … was all fake. They just wanted to show off. They were playing … playing with you …"
An Yesun coldly said, "Why should I believe you? Even so, those who dare to play with me deserve to die! " The beggar said, "I … I … I didn't say anything just now …" An Yesun said, "You didn't say anything but you were laughing at me in your heart." Yu Shuanglin gave a long laugh and shouted, "Sanzi! Why are you begging him? This little devil has killed so many of our brothers. He has a deep hatred for the Beggar Clan. At this point, the only thing we can do is to fight to the death. The best result is that we both die together. Do you still expect him to let you go? "
When Dark Night Yun heard Yu Shuanglin's words, he shot him a sharp glare. However, he turned to the beggar and said, "Who is that old man over there? Give me an introduction." The beggar didn't understand why he asked when he already knew the answer. He answered with fear, "He is the Elder of the Beggar Clan, Yu Shuanglin … Elder … Elder Yu …"
An Yesun said, "Nonsense. Of course I know he is the Elder of the Beggar Clan. This old man seems to have crawled out of his grave. Every time he sees me, he keeps on saying that I killed some old devil Peng and wants to take revenge on me. Tell me, shouldn't I let this kind of person live? "The beggar replied," Yes, yes, no … "
Yu Shuanglin snorted coldly. The beggar saw his angry face and changed his words, "Should … should live …" An Yesun also snorted coldly. The beggar remembered that his life was in Yu Shuanglin's hands. He was much more threatening than Yu Shuanglin. He quickly changed his words, "Shouldn't live, shouldn't live, should die, should die!" With this, he covered up his previous hesitation.
An Yesun sneered, "Fine, if you don't want to die, then kill this old devil for me. Between the two of you, I'll only spare one. "The beggar knelt on the ground and didn't dare to say anything. Yu Shuanglin was so angry that his beard stood up. He shouted, "San Zi! This little devil won't keep his word with you! Stand up. Even if you die, you have to die like a hero. Don't be a coward and lose face for the Beggar Clan! "
An Yesun said, "I'll ask you one more time, are you going or not?" The beggar quickly said, "Yes, yes." He took out a dagger from his belt and walked in small steps towards Yu Shuanglin. He said, "Elder Yu, disciple … disciple has let you down." He closed his eyes and stabbed the dagger towards Yu Shuanglin's heart.
Yu Shuanglin was furious and raised his arm to block the beggar's wrist. He knocked the dagger to the ground and flipped his palm over. The beggar swayed and fell into a pool of blood, motionless. Yu Shuanglin flung his sleeves as if he had been stained with something dirty. He scolded, "Greedy traitor, trash!" He turned and glared at An Yesun. He said, "Even though you're not afraid of death, I still won't let you go, Elder Peng …"
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