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Lin Yu

編輯: Henyee Translations

Two days later at five in the morning.

Zhou You appeared at the city gate again.

Accompanying him were Zhao Qing, a few Bone Forging disciples, Yang Xiupei, and other merchant caravan members.

It was the Ferocious Tiger Fist Dojo's turn to preside over the joint merchant caravan after a month. Zhou You set off with the team of apothecaries.

After more than a month of conflict, the martial artists of the four dojos and the Plum Mountain Bandits suffered heavy losses. They had lost many Bone Forging martial artists.

Many martial artists in the early and middle stages of Purification had fallen into the lower realms due to frequent blood-ignition. After many years of bitter cultivation, they had returned to the Greater Mastery Stage of Bone Forging.

For martial artists who had attained Purification before the Greater Mastery Stage, after their true blood had been burned to nothing, their bone marrow would need to be re-activated.

However, with experience, his speed would be much faster than before.

Soon, the martial artists from the other three dojos arrived.

Most of them were wearing bamboo hats, so their faces could not be seen clearly. They could not be recognized if no one mentioned their names.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Qing took out a bamboo hat from the ox cart and put one on himself. Then, he handed them to Zhou You and the others.

"This is a trend brought about by Iron Skin Dojo recently. Since the Plum Mountain Bandits cover their faces, we'll wear bamboo hats. No one will recognize each other, so we can fight more freely."

Zhou You took a bamboo hat and put it on. He looked around and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

The convoy soon set off.

This time, their target was Lishui Village. Zhou You had a lot of memories of the place.

Lishui Village was located at the foot of Longmen Mountain, which was quite close to the Plum Mountain Bandits' lair.

The four dojos merchant caravans were not only there to purchase goods, but also a silent provocation to the Plum Mountain Bandits.

The danger would definitely be much greater than before, but since it was their turn, no one would back down.

The convoy slowly moved forward and soon left the main road, walking on the rugged mountain path.

Everyone was on high alert, secretly raising their guard to prevent the Plum Mountain Bandits from attacking.

The Plum Mountain Bandits did not disappoint them.

It was late in the morning and the people were exhausted. The merchant caravan was looking for a shady place to rest and eat when the Plum Mountain Bandits suddenly appeared.

It was not considered sudden.

After a few months of confrontation, both sides had already understood each other's tactics. A sneak attack was impossible. They could only fight head-on.

The outcome was determined primarily by the accuracy of the information and allocation of manpower.

There were about 20 masked Plum Mountain Bandits, roughly the same number as the merchant group's martial artists.

As soon as they met, both sides tacitly used their qi to probe and lock onto their opponents, quickly closing the distance.

Zhou You and the merchant caravan members sat quietly on the ox cart, waiting for the outcome of the battle.

Victory was naturally a good thing.

If one of them lost, as long as the loser did not resist and the other party did not do anything funny, it would not be a problem for them to survive.

In the blink of an eye.

A group of masked men and a group of bamboo hats collided like two torrents.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

With loud shouts, everyone attacked with all their might, using all kinds of killing moves and secret skills.

Boom boom boom!

Vigor shot out, and the wind howled. The air within a radius of hundreds of meters seemed to distort, and countless vortexes could be vaguely seen.

Pah pah pah pah!

One figure after another collided, and explosions sounded incessant.

Some of the battle groups instantly fell into a stalemate.

Some of the battle groups were instantly at a disadvantage and were endangered.

"Haha! Die!" He roared.

BOOM!

A bloody smoke rose into the sky. A masked man stretched out his palm at lightning speed. It instantly turned red and became bigger. He slapped the head of a bamboo hat man.

Pftt!

Before the bamboo hat man could react, his entire head exploded like a watermelon. Red and white matter sprayed everywhere, and his headless corpse fell backward.

There was a sudden silence.

Instant kill!

To be able to instantly kill an early Bone Forging cultivator, even if he used a blood-ignition technique, he would need to be at least at the middle Purification Stage.

Who would have thought that the Plum Mountain Bandits could still send martial artists above the middle stage of Purification?

In an instant, three bamboo hat men tacitly separated from the group and surrounded the masked man.

The burning of true blood did not last long. Without true blood, martial artists of Purification and Bone Forging levels could surround and kill them.

The masked man chuckled and turned around to retreat without hesitation.

At this moment, the palms of a bamboo hat man diagonally behind him suddenly turned pitch-black like iron. He forced his opponent back with a few consecutive moves and attacked the masked man in a pincer attack.

"Hmph! Iron Palm? A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

The masked man snorted coldly and slapped the bamboo hat man with his blood-red palms.

In an instant, the red and black palms were already inches away from each other, about to meet.

The masked man's eyes were filled with disdain. He tapped his feet and pressed down. His aura was ferocious, and he looked like he would kill anyone who stood in his way.

Crack!

At this moment, a bowstring could be heard pulled taut and released. The sound of bones rubbing against each other could be heard.

The masked man did not care at all.

This sound was the sign of a Bone Forging martial artist striking with all their strength. This sound was clear and powerful, likely at the middle Bone Forging stage…

There was no time to think.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

A series of bones and tendons resonated in unison, one after another, and finally turned into…

BOOM!

There was a shocking explosion!

The air exploded, and airwaves wreaked havoc. The bamboo hat on the bamboo hat man's head silently exploded, and countless bamboo fragments shot out.

Amidst the flying dust, a deep roar sounded.

"Secret technique: Reinforced Steel!"

"Secret technique: Iron Bone!"

"Die!!"

BOOM!

A black-red palm stretched out from the smoke and dust, suddenly turning into an afterimage and disappearing.

BOOM!

There was a loud bang.

Qi surged violently, and a figure was sent flying by the surging airwave. Blood poured down like a waterfall.

Taking a closer look, it was the masked man who had been insufferably arrogant just now!

Plop!

The masked man flew back more than ten meters and landed heavily on the ground. The ground trembled slightly and his entire body sank half a foot into the ground.

Moo! Moo!

The camel ox let out an uneasy neigh in shock, and its four hooves kept running in circles.

On the ground, the masked man kept twitching and struggling with all his might, but he was only squirming in vain and could not stand no matter what.

The attack just now had already broken his spine.

The scene instantly fell silent.

All the masked men and bamboo hat men who were fighting parted in tacit understanding and looked at the figure standing proudly in the dust with shock.

"Lin Yu!!"

Looking at the person's face that still had a trace of youthfulness, Zhou You muttered silently.

Unexpectedly, Du Lianzong was willing to let his precious disciple out of the city!

What was even more unexpected was Lin Yu's strength… was so powerful?!

This strength… was at least 5000 kilograms!

The masked man, who was at least in the middle stage of Purification, was actually unable to withstand a single move!

Although Lin Yu had caught the masked man off guard, it was obvious how powerful he was.

He was not just the number one Bone Forging martial artist in Mengyang City.

Even among martial arts practitioners at the Purification Stage, his strength was probably ranked at the forefront!

No wonder Du Lianzong dared to let him out of the city.

With the Visceral Tempering martial artists restraining each other, with Lin Yu's strength, even if he was no match for them, he could still retreat unscathed.

Moreover, he had innate divine strength and strong defense. He was almost immune to the damage of low-realm martial artists and was not afraid of being attacked.

Zhou You reflected on himself.

Originally, Zhou You had thought that his strength was not bad. Even if he reached the Greater Mastery Stage of Bone Forging, as long as he did not comprehend the secret skill, he should be able to fight.

But looking at Lin Yu… the speed of his attack just now, he actually did not see it clearly at all!

If they fought, the outcome would be obvious.