Although it’s niche, its power is truly extraordinary.
Especially when Pei Yufang practiced martial arts, sotis turning the palm into a claw with a sharp edge, even Wu Xiang Gongzi dared not confront directly.
Li Yan didn’t pay attention, rushing straight at the demon hunter.
However, sothing unexpected happened.
"Everyone, stop!"
Tang Ling suddenly shouted sharply, picked up the Fire God Gun in his hand, aid at the ancient zither, and said in a deep voice: "Anyone who moves again, I’ll imdiately smash this thing!"
What is this kid trying to do?
Li Yan frowned slightly and stopped.
The music demon and Wu Xiang Gongzi also imdiately separated.
The elderly woman Pei Yufang’s eyes were full of killing intent, her voice shrill as she said: "Tang, what do you an?!"
Having long known Wu Xiang Gongzi’s presence, Pei Yufang wouldn’t be unprepared, having already planned with Tang Ling to catch the music bug and have him leave with it, while she herself covers the rear.
Even if Li Yan suddenly erged, the plan could still proceed.
But Tang Ling evidently had other ideas.
As expected, this demon hunter Tang Ling remained unmoved, simply gripping the gun handle with fingers poised on the trigger, coldly saying: "Pei, you deceived first; my junior sister clearly disappeared in the Shu Prince Mansion, yet here you are spouting nonsense!"
Music demon Pei Yufang was stunned, "How could you..."
Before she could finish speaking, she quickly looked at Wu Xiang Gongzi.
Wu Xiang Gongzi laughed, sneered: "Old witch, you really don’t follow rules, luckily I found a chance to ask Brother Tang."
Music demon Pei Yufang gritted her teeth, unable to figure out when these two had ford a contact, but now she could only say: "Brother Tang, there’s a hidden reason for this matter; hand the thing first, then later I’ll surely give you an explanation."
"Haha, what explanation do you offer?!"
Wu Xiang Gongzi laughed: "People were hard by the third prince, and you’re just a dog of the Shu Prince Mansion; would you dare to rebel?"
Tang Ling’s eyes also turned cold, tremblingly said: "My junior sister wrote to , saying she found soone worthy of trust... it’s probably that third prince, dare to deceive !"
Seeing this situation, the elderly woman Pei Yufang no longer wasted words, suddenly exerted force into the ground, seemingly shrinking land into inches, rushing towards Tang Ling.
"Courting death!"
The demon hunter Tang Ling imdiately raised the Divine Fire Gun.
However, Pei Yufang’s skills were evidently superior; her body suddenly tilted, almost collapsing, simultaneously flicking her sleeves.
Swish!
Sharp zither strings flew out from her sleeves, directly grabbing the ancient zither on the ground, while also wrapping around Tang Ling’s gun muzzle, causing it to divert.
Even if the gun were fired, it wouldn’t hit anyone; Tang Ling naturally didn’t pull the trigger, but instead, pulled the firearm forward, stepping with his right foot to try to step on the flying zither.
But Pei Yufang was faster, rolling up the zither, ready to run.
"Leave it!"
Before she could take a step, Li Yan arrived, flashing his blade, cutting through the flying zither strings.
"Brat, seeking death!"
Pei Yufang was furious beyond asure, turning swiftly, simultaneously drilling forward, taking advantage precisely as the Duan Chen Blade’s old force was gone and new force had yet to rise, punching towards Li Yan’s heart.
This punch had already gathered Fist Intent.
With Yin Spiral Force, the terrifying sound of wind howling.
However, Li Yan didn’t dodge at all, while his left hand shifted into a fist, electric arcs crackling, swinging towards the music demon’s head.
Seeing the Thunder Technique, Pei Yufang still didn’t evade.
She had already gained the upper hand and could hit Li Yan’s chest first.
Boom!
A muffled sound, Li Yan didn’t retreat at all.
Pei Yufang’s expression imdiately changed.
She could feel her punch hit Li Yan’s chest, but the power instantly dissipated, seemingly absorbed by his body.
Simultaneously, Li Yan’s left hand was already swinging over.
Pei Yufang directly took the hit, only having ti to raise a hand to block.
Bang!
Thunder roared, Pei Yufang flew horizontally away.
This elderly woman’s right shoulder and arm were directly blasted, with flesh and blood splattering, bones broken and tendons snapped by Li Yan’s Yang Thunder Demon-suppressing Hamr.
In a battle of masters, life and death hang by a thread.
Pei Yufang climbed up from the bottom of the pugilistic world, cautious all her life, but never expected soone like Li Yan to exist with such peculiar skills like the "Undying Seal Technique."
Crack!
The ground beneath Li Yan’s feet suddenly cracked, blood seeping from his mouth.
This "Undying Seal Technique" has limits too; against those with lower power, it can easily resolve.
Against sa-level opponents, it becos rather difficult.
Moreover, this elderly woman also used martial arts, with Fist Force containing a hint of Geng tal Energy, circulating through ridians, extrely troubleso.
Even if most could be neutralized, he suffered so light injuries.
And, he couldn’t afford to continue pursuing.
The young master Wu Xiang initially intended to intercept Pei Yufang as well. Seeing Li Yan succeed in snatching the ancient zither, he suddenly turned and swiftly waved his hands, throwing dozens of iron needles that whistled through the air.
They covered all the major acupoints of the body, clearly intending to force him into retreat.
This old fellow, with rich experience in the pugilistic world, had long observed that Li Yan’s close-quarters Thunder Technique was extraordinary, so he resorted to scattering flying needles for a remote attack.
The opponent’s distance happened to be just beyond the range of the Soul Hook. Li Yan, helpless, had to perform an Iron Plate Bridge to dodge the flying needles, retreating a few steps.
Young master Wu Xiang was delighted and prepared to step forward to seize the zither.
But after just two steps, he felt a chill run down his spine, and he did a lazy donkey roll, rapidly retreating.
It was Li Yan who had pulled out a flintlock firearm, smiling, aiming at him, as if ready to pull the trigger at any mont.
Young master Wu Xiang’s face imdiately turned grim.
He could tell this was a new type of firearm.
No matter how strong the flying needles were, they couldn’t compare to this terrifying contraption.
"Ah—!"
On the other side, Pei Yufang rose with clenched teeth, looked at her completely shattered right arm, and let out a piercing scream full of spite.
She had co to seize the zither insect to further build her tower.
Now with her physical body damaged, and no living dead or thod to heal broken bones in the world, her path was dood to end, and she would have no hope in this life.
Especially given her advanced age, maintaining such combat power was already rare, and joining the Shu Prince Mansion was ant to prepare for the future.
But what kind of place is the Shu Prince Mansion?
A treacherous arena of power struggles, where every step is fraught with danger.
She had already offended many people, and now, becoming crippled, she feared she’d be driven out like a stray dog, unable to protect her life.
That is why she ca secretly this ti.
To guard against the scheming of her foes within the Shu Prince Mansion.
In her grief and fury, the old woman raised her left hand, bit her fingertip, and with eyes full of spite, glared at Li Yan, mumbling incantations incessantly and drawing a blood-colored talisman on her forehead.
As young master Wu Xiang was being chased around by Li Yan with the gun, he gloatingly remarked, "Kid, you’re in trouble. This is the Tongtian Magic Sect’s Soul Devouring Curse. This old madwoman will transform into a grievance and entangle with your Divine Soul, day and night without rest."
Li Yan frowned, raising the gun to aim at Pei Yufang.
Unexpectedly, the old woman, despite her incapacitated right arm, still possessed her movent technique. With Chain Step, she moved as fast as light and shadow, flickering unpredictably, while continuing to cast her spell.
But just then, another voice suddenly rang out nearby.
"I implore the ancestral masters: this gun is no ordinary gun, transforming into a sea of blood, into five hundred wild thunders, penetrating liver and lungs. I invoke Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, hasten like a law order!"
Li Yan was startled, turning to look behind him.
He saw that Tang Ling of the i Mountain Taoist sect was holding the Divine Spear in his left hand, chanting a spell, while his right hand ford a mantra, from the barrel to the butt of the gun, drawing charms in the air as if performing an enlightennt.
The i Mountain Sect’s Fire Gun Technique...
Li Yan beca interested and quickly dodged to the side.
He could see that Tang Ling’s target was precisely Pei Yufang.
Whoosh~
A sudden gust rose, carrying a thread of Thunder Fire Qi, converging on Tang Ling, and, guided by the hand seal, fell into the firearm.
"You..."
Seeing this, Pei Yufang’s eyes were filled with utter despair.
Tang Ling gave her no chance, abruptly raising his gun, seemingly without even aiming, directly pulling the trigger.
Bang!
A loud explosion, smoke dispersed everywhere.
Pei Yufang’s body was directly blown to pieces.
Her soul scattered, her spell not even having the chance to take effect.
"Well done!"
Young master Wu Xiang exclaid with admiration, then sighed.
He saw that Li Yan had already stepped forward again, directly picking up the still humming ancient zither, looking at the two with a calm expression.
"Forget it, young fellow, your skills are impressive too!"
Young master Wu Xiang raised his hand slightly, signaling he was no longer competing, and slowly retreated, clearly intending to leave.
And upon seeing Tang Ling’s sullen eyes, he showed a smile, "Brother Tang, if you want revenge, why not cooperate with ?"
"And this Brother Li, possessing the ’Ruyi Treasure Pearl’, the Shu Prince Mansion won’t let you go. We can discuss this as well..."
Saying this, a black cloth suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a turn of his body, he transford into a black shadow, swiftly leaving.
The demon hunter Tang Ling narrowed his eyes, closely following.
Li Yan quickly called out: "Brother, that man’s thods are questionable, you must be cautious in dealing with him!"
Tang Ling said nothing, rely giving him a cold glance, then quickly followed, heading towards Chengdu Prefecture.
Li Yan shook his head slightly, cradling the ancient zither, striding back toward Longquan Station, vanishing without a trace.
After a while, the scholar lying beside the tomb slowly awoke, looking around in bewildernt, then at the tomb behind him.
"I-I saw a ghost..."
His face turned pale, he rolled his eyes in fright, and fainted again...
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