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Chapter 54

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With a loud boom, Xiao Jingyang took the lead and charged forward. His iron claws made a metallic clanging sound as they whistled through the air and clawed at Blood Rakshasa. This was the Eagle Claw Technique of Chaoyang Martial Arts Club.

But in the face of this terrifying claw, Blood Rakshasa only chuckled. The soft sword in her hand had already drifted towards her opponent.

The soft sword, which was more than three meters long, was waved in Blood Rakshasa's hand. Like thousands of threads of worry, it turned into countless shadows and stabbed at Xiao Jingyang from different angles.

Before Xiao Jingyang could reach her, he cried out in pain. Countless wounds opened up on his body and he frantically retreated.

At this moment, the others surrounded her. But Blood Rakshasa only moved a few times, turned around, and waved her two swords to break through the encirclement.

She was like a shark, swimming freely in the courtyard. Every time she waved her long sword, she would take a life.

At this moment, a fist, which did not cause any sound of wind, hit Blood Rakshasa's back in an eerie silence. It was only when the wind from the fist reached her body that Blood Rakshasa reacted in time. She used all her strength to dodge forward. But because she could not dodge in time, she felt a sharp pain in her back.

This was the first time she had been injured since the battle began.

Blood Rakshasa took advantage of the force of this punch to turn around. She saw Master Jiang, who had moved behind her at some point. Master Jiang did not say a word. He silently threw another punch at her.

A sense of tranquility and peace shrouded Blood Rakshasa's thoughts. Her movements slowed down a beat. She barely blocked the attack with the back of her sword and had no choice but to retreat again.

"Spirit Enhancement Technique?" Xue Luosha was shocked. However, she was quick to recollect herself. "No, that's not right. If he really is a soul-tempering expert, I would have died from that punch. Can a cultivator at the Qi Training stage utilize a soul-tempering technique?"

Xue Luosha snickered and killing intent surged out from her body. As the killing intent surged forward, her mind was filled with thoughts of killing off Master Jiang. At any rate, Master Jiang's body had yet to reach the Soul Tempering stage. Thus, the Soul Tempering Technique that he was using was no longer effective.

The two of them attacked quickly. Streaks of silver light surrounded Jiang Tien-cheng and flashed. Soon, a wound was left on his left arm.

After all, Jiang Tianzheng's power and speed were no match for Xue Luosha's. If it were not for his rich experience and the fact that he had been able to maintain a calm state of mind under the effects of Awe-Inspiring Qi, he would have lost long ago.

At this moment, a sharp pain came from the wound on his face and arm. Jiang Tien-cheng took advantage of the opportunity when the other two people surrounded and attacked Blood Rakshasa. He immediately dashed out. Thinking of the wound on his opponent's sword, he shouted, "Be careful! There's poison on her sword!"

"Go get your weapon!"

No one expected Blood Rakshasa to be so crazy. She chose to rush in alone when all eighteen of their dojos were gathered.

What was even more surprising was that this woman, Xue Luosha, was actually this strong.

When Blood Rakshasa began to attack, the entire courtyard fell into chaos. Jiang Qing wanted to help, but Zuo Zhicheng grabbed her and dragged her out of the courtyard.

She did not know where Zuo Zhicheng's strength came from. It was so strong that she could not break free at all.

"What are you doing? Let go of me! I want to help my father!"

However, Zuo Zhicheng was like a silent machine. He ignored Jiang Qing's struggle and quickly pulled her away from the battlefield.

At this moment, a shocking scream rang out in the courtyard. A severed arm flew into the sky along with blood.

In the crowd, Jiang Qing could see that it was the dojo master, nicknamed Iron Luohan. He was holding his severed arm and kneeling on the ground. His Iron Shirt, which was said to be invulnerable, was so fragile in front of Blood Rakshasa.

As he screamed, several streaks of silver light slashed across his body. Countless pieces of flesh flew in all directions.

He had been dismembered by the three-meter-long flexible sword.

And this was only the first scene on the battlefield. Even more severed limbs and body parts were splashing out. Every time Xue Luosha swung her three-meter-long sword, the speed of her sword tip would be close to the speed of sound.

Sharp screams that sounded like those of ghosts and gods kept ringing out in the air, accompanied by miserable cries and howls. It was as if the gates to the netherworld had been opened.

When Jiang Qing came to her senses, Zuo Zhicheng gently pushed her behind a wall. She struggled to stick her head out to look at the courtyard. However, she could only see a big red figure rushing left and right, bringing blood everywhere.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Why are you running away? We have to help my father! "However, her trembling legs made it impossible for her to take a step forward.

Zuo Zhicheng didn't say anything. He just calmly watched the Blood Rakshasa kill wantonly in the courtyard. No one knew what he was thinking.

It was also at this time that several workers pushed a cart and rushed over while shouting. In the cart, there were dozens of machetes that had already been sharpened.

"Everyone, take your weapons and fight with him!"

"Be careful. His strange weapons are very long!"

There was indeed a difference between fighting bare-handed and armed with a sharp blade. Earlier, Xue Luosha had managed to catch them off guard. One of the reasons for that was because Xue Luosha was truly powerful. Another reason was the two soft swords in her hands, each over three metres in length.

At this moment, the martial artists all went to grab their machetes. Emboldened, they rushed toward the Blood Rakshasa again.

However, Zuo Zhicheng narrowed his eyes. After confirming that Jiang Tien-cheng had already hidden in the house and that the Blood Rakshasa didn't immediately chase after him, he pulled Jiang Qing and ran away again. No matter how Jiang Qing struggled, he was like a cold and hard rock. He didn't budge at all.

As he ran away, he passed by some corners. The shadows of his hands moved, as if he was taking something, but also as if he wasn't taking anything. In the chaos, no one noticed this at all.

Just a few seconds after Zuo Zhicheng turned around, the first martial artist to grab a machete cried out in surprise. A silver light flashed in the air, and the blade in his hand was shattered into pieces. The broken pieces of the blade shot directly into his face, chest, and stomach.

Seeing the two flexible swords that were as powerful and agile as snakes, some people started to throw their machetes and other things in their hands.

The Blood Rakshasa sneered and dodged to the side.

Jiang Qing was in Zuo Zhicheng's arms. She looked tearfully at the courtyard behind her, which had turned into a slaughterhouse. Suddenly, the courtyard darkened. Like dominoes, all the lights were extinguished one by one. The whole Chaoyang Martial Arts Club was plunged into darkness in an instant.

"Be careful, she slipped out!"

"Here, here, she's hiding in the house!"

"Master! Master, there you are! "

"She jumped onto the roof!"

"Stop her!"

"Help! Save me ~ ~ ~ ~ "

The sound of metal breaking, the sound of furniture crashing, the screams of humans, and the clashing of swords could be heard.

In the pitch-black Chaoyang Martial Arts Club, all sorts of noises could be heard. Only under the moonlight could one barely see the corpses lying on the ground, revealing all sorts of twisted expressions.

In this darkness, which was only a few hundred square meters, the Blood Rakshasa seemed to be in his own home, harvesting people's lives in the darkness.

In the corner of the room, Jiang Tien-cheng smiled bitterly as he looked at the wound on his arm. His opponent's subsequent swords did not seem to have any poison. It seemed that only the first wound was poisoned. If that was the case, then one of the two swords must have been poisoned.

Jiang Tien-cheng took the machete and cut off a piece of flesh from the poisoned wound. He began to release the poisoned blood again, and his face became paler after this series of actions.

He did not expect that hundreds of martial artists would be suppressed by the Blood Rakshasa to the point that they could not breathe. Where the opponent wanted to fight, how he wanted to fight, and how many people he wanted to fight, he could do whatever he wanted, but they had no way to stop him.

With a squelch, another person broke through the window and entered.

Jiang Tien-cheng was about to move, but he stopped.

"Master Xiao?"

"Master Jiang?"

In the darkness, the two of them smiled bitterly at each other. At this time, Xiao Jingyang's condition was definitely not good. His upper body was completely dyed red with blood, and there were several wounds on his back so deep that even his bones could be seen. Every time he moved, he would frown.

"The Blood Rakshasa is more terrifying than we thought. I was almost killed by her sword. "

"I don't know how Xiao Qing is. I have to go out and save her."

On the other side, Zuo Zhicheng had already stuffed Jiang Qing under a bed. He said coldly, "Hide here and don't come out."

Zuo Zhicheng's tone and state were very different from usual. It could be said that he was a completely different person. However, Jiang Qing did not care about this. Her eyes were a little dull. Even if she was the daughter of the martial arts club's owner, even if she was a young girl who practiced martial arts all year round. This was also the first time she had seen so many dead people and so much blood. Before this, she hadn't even killed a chicken.

The words "chivalrous" that she usually talked about were so heavy and fragile in front of bloody corpses.

In her mind, the scene of Tie Luohan's arm being cut off and his body being dismembered kept flashing like a movie on loop.

It turned out that human life was so worthless and fragile.

She looked at Zuo Zhicheng in front of her and said, "Will we die? Is Father already dead? "

"Don't worry, we won't die." Then there was a rustling sound. Zuo Zhicheng seemed to be taking something out of the wardrobe in the room. He kept rummaging and arranging it. However, Jiang Qing, who was hiding under the bed, could not see clearly. She could only see the flashing lights and shadows. She did not know what Zuo Zhicheng was doing.

According to the situation of the bloody cases in the past few days, Zuo Zhicheng had already guessed that the crazy woman would rush directly into the Chaoyang Martial Arts Club and even try to kill all the people in the club.

Therefore, he had sneaked into the Chaoyang Martial Arts Club in advance and prepared some things. For example, the mask in his arms, some materials in the corner, and the coat in the wardrobe in the guest room. He had finally collected all the things he had prepared along the way.

Thus, in just a few minutes, through his own preparations, he had already transformed into a burly man wearing a pure white mask.

However, in the next moment, in the darkness, a voice that almost made Jiang Qing's heart stop beating rang out.

"Two little mice." The witch's teasing voice was like an invitation to death outside the door. In the next moment, there was a flash of silver in the darkness. Two three-meter-long silver dragons had cut open the door and directly twisted towards Zuo Zhicheng.

Jiang Qing's mouth was wide open and she was about to scream.

A murderous aura that was enough to freeze blood rushed to the sky. The man who suddenly appeared was like a ghost. He slapped the two swords away with one hand.

Then he lifted his foot and there was a crackling sound in the air. The Blood Rakshasa had already retreated outside the room with a shrill scream.

(It's the end of the year. There is more work to do, so I don't have much time to code. I got up early this morning and finally finished three chapters. My hand speed is still too slow …

For the sake of my explosiveness of one more chapter, please give me more recommendation votes.)

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