Chapter 134: Righteousness Often Found Among Common Butchers

Chapter 134: Righteousness Most Often Found in Butchers and Dog-Slayers

Heavy rain, long street.

Cold seeped into the bones, yet in the blink of an eye, it was incinerated by boiling blood.

"On the day Li Jun falls into trouble, the Pao Ge will rush to their deaths to save him."

Zhao Ding's dying words from days past echoed in Kuang Qingyun's mind; this young helmsman of the Muddy Water Pao Ge raised a hand to pat the tattoo on his neck, murmuring to himself.

"Master Ding, I've remembered your words well."

He looked back at pairs of blazing, scorching eyes and roared in fury: "Brothers, someone has broken into our home, come to seize your Red Flag Fifth Brother, what do we do?"

"Kill them!"

"Even if it costs our lives?"

Heroic laughter rushed straight into the clouds; the Pao Ge brothers looked with domineering eyes at the stern, ready Tianfu Garrison Guards, "That's just falling asleep!"

"When we get down there, I, Kuang Qingyun, will personally fan you and keep the wind blowing, so you sleep nice and comfortable!"

"That's my boy!"

"I don't want the helmsman, I want a sister!" someone shouted in a falsetto, laughing loudly.

Kuang Qingyun's gaze swept across these grinning faces one by one.

He knew clearly in his heart that these brothers behind him understood nothing of power plays or profit, nor why the Tianfu Garrison Guards were attacking Nine Dragons Street today.

But since Pao Ge brothers face death, why ask so many questions?

Knowing this is their home, knowing Li Jun was once their man, was already enough.

Kuang Qingyun snapped his head around, roaring savagely: "Kill them all!"

The roar was like a bowl of fiery, spicy liquor poured into the guts of the Muddy Water Pao Ge brothers; instantly, hot blood boiled and surged to the heavens.

Bullets charged with their steps, blade-light flashed with their gazes; fewer than a hundred men, yet they charged with the ferocious momentum of a breached dam's tidal wave!

Kuang Qingyun, duty-bound, took the lead, charging at the very forefront of the wave.

"All of you, open fire for this official, spare no one! After today, there will be no more Pao Ge Society!"

With Yu Kou holding the line, Huang Yaozong picked up the backbone he had lost, spittle flying from his mouth.

Dense streams of bullets gushed from the muzzles of the Duoyan Guards, leaving nowhere to hide.

The Pao Ge brothers hiding behind cover merely poked their heads out slightly, and instantly bullets tore through the wind to catch them, slicing off half a skull, blood mixed with bone fragments spraying out.

Ferocious fire dragons crashed through the rain curtain; amidst the explosions rose only mangled corpses and charred flesh.

The disparity in firepower made the Muddy Water Pao Ge's counterattack appear exceptionally feeble.

Even Kuang Qingyun, despite being a Rank Eight Soldier, was pinned down by the bullet rain, unable to move an inch.

"Righteousness most often found in butchers and dog-slayers, heartlessness most often in scholars. Tsk tsk tsk, well said indeed."

Yu Kou wore a feigned look of regret, "A pity scholars have become aristocratic clans, while butchers are mere ants. However many ants, they cannot shake a great tree."

Rainwater rolled down hair tips, brushed past eyebrows sharp as knives, yet avoided those pupils rolling with fierce malice!

Li Jun gritted his teeth, tightened the corners of his mouth; a chest full of rage enough to burn a city transformed into the howl of the Ink Blade tearing through the air.

Clang!

The blade momentum blazed like a prairie fire; the flying sword cleaved aside grazed past Li Jun's ear, the azure flames jetting from its tail searing a charred black wound on his shoulder.

Li Jun stepped forward and charged, sinking his elbow and dropping the blade to cleave straight at Yu Kou's chest.

Wind rushed his face, yet the Daoist merely hooked the corner of his mouth.

"Detonate!"

An engraved talisman shot forth, exploding with a boom right before the martial artist.

Li Jun swept his blade back in a tight arc, blocking all the bullet-like shrapnel. But this momentary delay allowed the flying sword to loop back around, wreathed in radiant flames, stabbing straight for the back of his head.

At the critical moment of a thousand junctures, turning around was already too late.

In his haste, Li Jun only managed to press the blade against his back.

Clang!

The flying sword surged like a raging tide, rampaging around Li Jun; the crisp, sharp rings of clashing steel echoed repeatedly.

Blood suffused his tiger's mouth, the grip slick with gore.

Li Jun couldn't help but frown slightly, switching his grip on the blade, intercepting the keen edge pressing to his chest; blocking the long sword, he simultaneously sidestepped and leaped, like a fierce tiger leaving its cage, swinging a leg to kick at Yu Kou!

"Still aiming for close quarters? You martial dao sequences really never learn."

Yu Kou tapped his toe, his bloated, massive body drifting backward, his speed surprisingly not slow.

He tilted his head slightly, firing off another engraved talisman.

Boom!

A figure flew sideways out of the thick smoke, smashing half an alley wall into collapse, buried in rubble and debris.

"Times have changed; the Daoist sect is no longer one of the Nine Streams of old, but the Three Teachings at the Peak. This Dao Lord has a body full of treasures, while you are so poor you have only a pair of fists and a blade; what do you have to fight me with?"

Yu Kou tucked his hands in his sleeves, bowing slightly, eyes mocking as he looked at the pile of ruins.

Behind his head, two new engraved talismans slowly rose.

"You want to devour your master? Next life!"

Yu Kou paused, tilted his head with a smile, "But after I seize your body, you probably won't have a next life either."

Whoosh!

The howl of flying debris cut off his words; azure flames burst forth, swift as a raised sword, about to cleave the rubble apart.

Suddenly, a straight blade segment exploded out from behind the ruined wall; violent blade light poured down, clashing head-on with the flying sword.

"Po Lu!"

Battle formation murderous intent surged forth without reserve, coiling around the flying sword, as if plating it in a layer of hazy, gray dust.

"Want to obscure authority, ruin my sword heart? Delusional!"

Yu Kou roared low, talisman ripples flushing from behind his head, trying the same old trick to wash away the haze on the sword body.

Intense headache turned Li Jun's face deathly pale in an instant, yet the bandit flames on him showed not the slightest weakening, soaring straight up, terrifying and awe-inspiring.

Cold light flashed on the Ink Blade, slashing horizontally at Yu Kou's throat!

Yu Kou's face suddenly turned grave; his right sword-finger trembled, as if bearing a thousand-jin weight, he jerked hard!

The flying sword let out a shrill, mournful cry, as if in extreme agony from some inexplicable pull, yet still it dragged the azure flames back to aid Yu Kou.

Li Jun seemingly hadn't pinned his hopes on a single burst of battle formation murderous intent to destroy the flying sword's control core.

"Scram!"

Only to see him spin in mid-air to avoid the sword body; the instant he landed, he braced a hand on the ground, toes off the ground like a python lunging, kicking the middle of the sword body.

Yu Kou's face darkened, his hands rapidly forming seals, desperately trying to reel in the runaway flying sword.

Whoosh!

Li Junzhan arched his back and flung his arm, the Ink Blade casting out like a long spear, crashing into the flying sword that had just begun to stabilize.

The blade pinned the sword, sinking deep into the outer wall of a civilian residence.

On the knife's edge of life and death, Yu Kou decisively abandoned the thought of continuing to control the flying sword; the talismans at the back of his head surged to their absolute limit.

A substantial crimson light enveloped Li Jun, endless, ethereal Daoist chants drilling into his ears, eroding his muddled mind.

Roar!

A savage roar suddenly erupted from within Li Jun's embrace, banishing every trace of bewilderment from his eyes.

"Xiezhi? The Law Ruler?!"

All composure vanished from Yu Kou's face; panic-stricken eyes peered out from beneath his twitching, trembling flesh.

"Detonate!!"

Talismans shot forth, detonating in succession between the two men.

A sea of fire rolled and surged, painting Yu Kou's face a flushed red, evaporating the cold sweat beading at his temples.

But in the very next second, his pupils abruptly contracted to needle-points, staring in horror at a fist smashing out of the raging flames!

Bang!

On the long street, Gu Xi stood with hands clasped behind his back beside the spirited Huang Yaozong, coldly watching the black martial robe wrapped in flames.

Large squads of fully armed Security Department employees rushed past him, pouring crazy fire toward the Hunshui Robe Brother side.

Just as the Hunshui Robe Brothers were about to be pinned behind cover, stifled until death, a soaring, cloud-piercing suona cry suddenly rang out over the long street!

A black shadow plummeted from the heavens alongside the torrential rain, crashing into the center of the long street.

"Comparing firepower? That just happens to be this old man's favorite thing!"

The Ye Wangye, draped in ammunition until his figure appeared grotesquely bulky, threw his head back in wild laughter, seizing the dragon-headed firearms that resembled cannon barrels.

Dense clusters of barrels spun rapidly within the dragon's maw!

On the other flank, another figure charged into the guards' formation, blade rising and falling, blood spraying!

"Old Ma, crank up the battle hymn, give this young master a boost!"

The youth's spirit soared, his face alight with a wild abandon burned to its absolute peak!