Chapter 67: Who killed him?

Teng Qingshan ran down the mountain at rapid speed.

"Qinghu, don't blame me." Teng Qingshan thought to himself.

Teng Qingshan could charge back and forth amongst the army of the White Horse Gang and kill many people, but if he had done that, the men of the White Horse Gang would be able to guess his identity very easily. Moreover, amongst the troops, Teng Qingshan wouldn't be able to protect Li Luoxiang, so she might still die in the end. She could still end up dead.

Teng Qingshan was well aware of this.

If he had tried to save Li Luoxiang, the members of the White Horse Gang would naturally wonder—Which expert is risking his life for Li Luoxiang, an ordinary lady?

Since it was impossible for the powerful expert to be from the Great Li Village, then it would have to be the rumored number one expert in the Teng Jia Village, 'Teng Qingshan'. Moreover, as Teng Qingshan fought within the army of people, there would be so many eyes on him. Many bandits had been to Teng Jia Village and had seen Teng Qingshan before. As Teng Qingshan's appearance hadn't changed much, it was very easy for others to recognize him.

If that happens…

Disaster would befall upon the Teng Jia Village!

Teng Qingshan would never do anything that could endanger the entire Teng Jia Village just for the sake of a lady he had never met before. And even if he was willing to do so, he couldn't guarantee that he would definitely save her. Actually, the most important reason was that...he did not know Li Luoxiang at all! Even if he went and looked for her, he would not know which of the many ladies who had been abducted was Li Luoxiang!

In terms of the level of difficulties, the other ladies who had died were equally unfortunate. Was he expected to save every single one of the unfortunate ladies there?

In this world, there were countless of ladies who had experienced tough lives and had been snatched away by bandits. Teng Qingshan did not have a heart so great so great that aims to save all the people suffering in the world. After all, this was something that was decided by one's destiny and was nothing something within human's control.

"In this chaotic world, I can only work hard to protect the people from my clan!" Teng Qingshan thought to himself.

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The members of the Iron Mountain Gang and the members of the White Horse Gang fought viciously. The people from the White Horse Gang had a strip of white cloth tied on their shoulder, while the people from the Iron Mountain Gang had red cloth strips on theirs! After all, in a chaotic battle situation with so many people involved, it was very difficult to distinguish between friend or foe. Therefore, they could only rely on the cloth strips.

To the members of the Iron Mountain Gang, the ones with the white cloth strips and the ones without any cloth strips should all be killed!

They just needed to kill! Kill!

"Swoosh!"

Teng Qingshan darted into the base of the Iron Mountain Gang, removed the red cloth strip off a corpse of a bandit from the Iron Mountain Gang, and tied it on himself. Teng Qingshan looked toward the chaotic battle situation and thought, "With over ten thousand people engaged in a massacre, the situation is extremely chaotic. Who would find out if I were to quietly kill Master Hong Si and that Young Master?"

The killing intent he had been holding back for very long was finally unleashed!

"He's a traitor!" A loud bellow rang out behind him. A bandit of the Iron Mountain Gang, who had a machete in hand, saw Teng Qingshan feigning as one of his brothers.

Teng Qingshan turned back and threw a cold glance.

Then, with a sway…

"Pfft!" Teng Qingshan's right hand moved as fast as lightning, slashing the bandit at the throat and breaking the bandit's throat. "Gurgle!!" Fresh blood gushed out and the bandits' eyes widened as he dropped down. Teng Qingshan took the machete from that bandit's hand. After all, not many experts in Yi City wielded spears. He would just end up revealing his identity.

Therefore, Teng Qingshan did not bring along his Reincarnation Spear.

Holding onto this machete, Teng Qingshan progressed rapidly and headed for the most intense domain at the forefront of the battle.

...

Riding on a Treading-In Snow Horse, a silver-haired elderly man dressed in a full suit of armor looked into the distance and grinned. "No matter how careful the three brothers of Wang Clan were, they still fell into my trap. Haha…"

"Teacher." A tall armored man who was riding a Scarlet Flame Horse beside him said with a smile, "Teacher, you have ruled Yi City for several dozen years. This Iron Mountain Gang has been expanding at a crazy rate. All we needed to do was to plant some spies in the Iron Mountain Gang. Hmph, no matter how careful or cautious they are, they'll still fall into our trap."

With the spies helping from within the Iron Mountain Gang, it would be much easier to break into their base.

"Zhenjie!" the silver-haired elderly called out.

"Father," a man who was also riding a Treading-In-Snow Horse next to him answered.

The three brothers of the Wang Clan had reigned with brutal and vicious means. You have too little experience in fighting powerful experts. Today, you'll stay behind to lead the backups, preventing people from escaping. Wang He, you'll lead the White Horse Battalion on behalf of your younger Martial Brother and then kill the three brothers of the Wang Clan with me." Master Hong Si calmly instructed.

"Yes, Teacher." the man riding the Scarlet Flame Horse replied.

"Father, you must be careful too." Hong Zhenjie said as he felt slightly worried.

"Don't worry! I, your father, has put in great effort studying the"Cold Moon Saber Technique" for several decades and my saber art has improved. If I don't make any reckless moves, those three brothers of Wang Clan will never be able to win against me. When that happens, the Iron Mountain Gang will collapse by itself!"

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Teng Qingshan hid in an attic located in the base of the Iron Mountain Gang and looked into the far distance.

"I'm pretending to be a member of the Iron Mountain Gang. If I were to charge into the White Horse Gang's camp, I'll only subject myself to endless killings. This is really troublesome." The machete in Teng Qingshan's right hand was covered in blood. As he was making his way here, he had already killed several tens of people from the White Horse Gang. Then, he hid in this building.

Occasionally, the men of the White Horse Gang would dash in and they would be killed by Teng Qingshan.

"The most important thing now is to look for that Master Hong Si and his son. However, I haven't met either of them before!" Teng Qingshan frowned.

Master Hong Si, the head of the White Horse Gang in Yi City, was a legendary character. There were only a few people who had the chance to meet him.

And as for his son, 'Hong Zhenjie', many people only knew that the White Horse Gang had a Young Master who led the most elite 'White Horse Battalion' of the White Horse Gang. Many people did not know of the Young Master's name, let alone know how he looks like.

When the people from the White Horse Gang collected the annual fees, they would send the subordinates. Occasionally, the Second Leader and the Third Leader might go as well.

After all, the person with the highest status in the White Horse Gang was the Great Master, followed by the Young Master and then the Second Leader and the Third Leader.

"I'll keep an eye on that three brothers of the Wang Clan. When the time comes, Master Hong Si will definitely appear! Master Hong Si should be quite old and his saber arts should be extremely powerful! I'll be able to identify Master Hong Si from these two characteristics. As for that Young Master, for him to dare to claim to be the second strongest expert in the White Horse Gang, his saber arts should be amazing as well." Teng Qingshan kept a close eye on the three Wang Brothers in the distance.

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"Haha, geezer Hong! You only know how to plot devious schemes. If you are that capable, why won't you exchange blows with us?" A strong bald man, who was like a demonic god, held a pair of red copper hammers and swung them crazily. The bandits from the White Horse Gang in his way either had their heads or bodies crushed.

The eldest of the three brothers of Wang Clan, Wang Tieshan, advanced with a machete in hand. He was unstoppable.

The second brother, Wang Tiefeng, held a pair of red copper hammers, taking lives with each strike.

The third brother, Wang Tiehai, held a high quality steel long spear and moved like a flood dragon.

These three brothers led the elites from the Iron Mountain Gang. They charged on forward and made their way through the crowd with great ease, charging forth and killing and crushing everyone. A large number of bandits from the White Horse Gang were killed, and at that moment, the morales of those from the Iron Mountain Gang received a great boost.

"Haha, Third Brother, there's no need to shout. This geezer Hong has been hiding in the White Horse Lake for several decades and had lost all of his guts." The strong baldy who was holding onto a laughed and said as he swung his machete. One of the bandits from the White Horse Gang who had charged out was slashed into two, together with his horse. The bandits from the White Horse Gang were all terrified.

The three Wang brothers all had a strong stature and were all bald. All three of them looked very alike as well.

"Wang Clan's three kids! Aren't you looking for me?" A loud and clear voice rang out and almost everyone on the battlefield could hear him. A silver-haired elderly man, who wore a full suit of armor and held a long saber that gleamed in the cold light, could be seen flying over while stepping on the heads of many bandits.

The bandits from the White Horse Gang cheered.

"Such powerful inner strength." The expressions of the three brothers of the Wang Clan changed slightly.

...

In the attic.

Teng Qingshan's eyes suddenly lit up as he stared at the elderly man who was performing Qing Gong and exclaimed, "Master Hong Si!"

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With movements that were as elusive as shadows, Master Hong Si held the long saber and flew over a distance of one hundred Zhang, stepping on several dozen heads as he flew.

"Haha, prepare to die!" A loud and arrogant laughter broke out.

The Cold Moon Saber in Master Hong Si's hand seemed to have multiplied as over ten saber shadows appeared suddenly. The saber shadows encompassed toward the three brothers. Seeing this, the three brothers of the Wang Clan were shocked and each of them tried to fend off the saber shadows with their own weapons. The eldest brother, Wang Tieshan was the strongest. As the two red copper hammers had a long-range defense, the second brother, Wang Tiefeng, was uninjured as well.

Only the third brother, Wang Tiehai, took a large saber wound on his front chest.

With just the first attack, Master Hong Si had managed to injure one of them.

"You three can forget about keeping your lives." Master Hong Si landed on the ground while holding onto his saber. An arrogant glint flashed in his eyes as he spoke.

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"A powerful expert!" Teng Qingshan, who was in the attic, had a slight change of countenance as he thought to himself, "Master Hong Si actually slashed eighteen times within an instant. How… how can he be this fast? Each saber attack was a substantial one and not just a phantom image." Teng Qingshan was well aware that even with the power of his muscles, he would probably only be able to perform eight to nine saber shadows at once.

In terms of speed, he was no match for Master Hong Si.

However, Master Hong Si's body was definitely no match against Teng Qingshan's body

"This is the prowess of saber art secret manuals?" Teng Qingshan thought.

On the Land of the Nine Prefectures, over the countless years and countless generations of experts, the many secret manuals that had been created were all extraordinary.

The secret manual, "Crossing Worlds", which Teng Qingshan had been cultivating, was a body art that relied on inner strength. The speed of this body art was much faster than when Teng Qingshan moved with the greatest speed of his body.

Since there were secret manuals for Qing Gong, then there would also be secret manuals for saber arts, sword arts, and spear arts.

One must definitely not underestimate secret manuals.

"Master Hong Si's saber art is good. However, my spear art derived from the Five Elements Fist, a thousand-years-old fundamental technique of the Internal Martial Art. My spear art can easily defend and kill others." Teng Qingshan specialized in the cultivation of spear art. "That is… They are all riding Green Maned Horses... They are all equipped with armors... They must be the legendary White Horse Battalion!"

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Master Hong Si had amazing saber arts. However, the three brothers of the Wang Clan worked together and helped each other as they fought against Master Hong Si, therefore, they weren't losing. Furthermore, the eldest Wang Tieshan had even left a wound on Master Hong Si with his machete.

"Dong!""Dong!"...

The ground rang out with sounds of tremors.

"Oh no!" The countenance of the three brothers changed as the members of the White Horse Gang opened up a path, allowing the elite cavalry team, with both men and horses equipped with armor, to charge forward. The leader of the cavalry held a saber that was the same as the one Master Hong Si was holding and his saber art was as powerful as that of Master Hong Si.

As this group of elite cavalry advanced, they were unstoppable.

The armors they wore protected them well. They were also able to knock over the bandits of the Iron Mountain Gang very easily as they charged forward. As a result, a large number of bandits were killed.

Although the bandits of the Iron wanted to kill the elite cavalrymen, their weapons could not pierce through armors of the elite cavalry.

The two hundred elite cavalrymen rushed towards the three brothers of the Wang Clan like an unstoppable flood of steel.

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Although the horses were protected by the armors, Teng Qingshan could still see the color of their fur from the window of the attic.

"The members of this group are all equipped with armor and even the horses are Green Maned Horses. They must be the White Horse Battalion! The person in the lead is even riding a Scarlet Flame Horse! He must the leader of the White Horse Battalion and his saber art is the same saber art which Master Hong Si used! He should be the White Horse Gang's Young Master." Teng Qingshan's eyes gleamed with a cold light and he picked up a stone.

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The White Horse Battalion was formed by a group of elites.

This group of elites which formed the White Horse Battalion was far too terrifying when they are charging forth and attacking.

They weren't afraid of arrows or afraid of being slashed as the heavy armor they wore could easily protect them.

They only had to charge forward!

"Second Brother, Third Brother, dodge!" Wang Tieshan's countenance changed as he quickly shouted.

Faced with such a river of steel, the three brothers could only choose to dodge.

The White Horse Battalion came charging like a gust of wind, and a large number of longspears pierced out toward the three brothers of the Wang Clan. It was very difficult to stay alive amidst endless enemies. At least, the three brothers were not powerful enough to survive the attack of an army.

"Pffft! Pffft!"

The third brother Wang Tiehai, who was already injured, did not manage to escape. He was pierced multiple times by the longspears. With so many holes pierced on his body, his entire body looked just like a sieve. In the end, he was sent flying into the air.

"Third Brother!" The countenance of Wang Tieshan and Wang Tiefeng changed drastically as they fled.

"Haha, there's no escape." The loud laughter rang out from the mouth of the White Horse Battalion's leader. He rode his Scarlet Flame Horse and led his subordinates charging wildly toward Wang Tieshan and Wang Tiefeng.

Just then——

"Swoosh!"

It was as though a fiery meteor had flown out from amidst the people of the Iron Mountain Gang and streaked across the sky.

"Pfft!" The stream of light pierced through the leader of the White Horse Battalion with great ease. The leader's eyes were wide agape as he fell off the horse. The cavalry behind him immediately pulled their reins and the situation immediately turned into a state of chaos.