Translator: AnubisTL
Feng Xianglin, who had come to collect farming tools, was utterly terrified. The Righteous Gang members, emerging from all directions, each more ferocious than the last, brandished their weapons and charged straight into the Yan Family compound.
As a simple and honest tenant farmer, he had never witnessed such a scene. His legs immediately gave way, and he slumped to the ground against the wall, too frightened to even glance at the chaos around him.
Fortunately, the fierce members of the Righteous Gang paid no attention to the tenant farmer. Instead, they clashed with the Yan Family guards who had rushed out to defend the compound.
The crisp clanging of metal echoed continuously inside and outside the Yan Family estate. Although the Righteous Gang was outnumbered, their well-planned ambush caught the Yan Family guards off guard, and they even seemed to gain the upper hand in terms of momentum.
Chaos reigned!
The Yan Family, which had stood tall in Blackrock City for many years, faced such a calamity for the first time.
Inside the estate, two martial artists employed by the Yan Family had already emerged, confronting Tian Long and Li Qing.
To understand what was happening, the head of the Yan Family also arrived.
When he saw his youngest son, Yan Gui'an, with Zhao Kou holding a dagger to his throat, he was instantly consumed with rage.
"How dare you cause trouble in my Yan Family! Tian Long, have you grown tired of living?"
Yan Qitian roared, his hair white with age, yet his presence was as commanding as a lion's.
Tian Long, who was facing off against one of the Yan Family's martial artists, grinned and planted his golden-ringed broadsword on the ground. "Old Master Yan, you've arrived just in time. If you want your second son to live, have Mo Nan and Yan Xu each sever one of their arms."
Before the old master could respond, the two martial artists of the Yan Family sneered.
"Hmph, Tian Long, you're delusional. Asking us to sever our arms? Why don't you go die first?"
The first to speak was Yan Xu, a man in his early thirties with a long, narrow face. What stood out most were his unusually long arms, which hung down to his knees.
The other, Mo Nan, was an elderly man with a calm and composed demeanor. Even in the face of such a shocking turn of events, he remained unflappable.
"Old Master Yan, leave this matter to us. We will rescue the second young master," the old man said solemnly.
At this, Zhao Kou let out a cold laugh and tightened his grip on the dagger, leaving a faint red mark on Yan Gui'an's throat, with a trace of blood seeping out.
Feeling the cold blade against his throat, Yan Gui'an trembled uncontrollably and cried out pitifully, "Father, save me..."
At such close range, not even an Outer Strength expert, let alone an Inner Strength master, could forcibly rescue him.
Yan Qitian slammed his cane on the ground, his anger turning into bitter laughter. "Fine, fine, Tian Long, what exactly do you want? State your demands. Grain or land? My Yan Family admits defeat today."
The Yan Family's current standing in Blackrock City was closely tied to their control of grain and land. For him to make such an offer showed the depth of his resolve.
However, Tian Long was no fool. Having come this far, he knew there was no turning back—this was a fight to the death between him and the Yan Family.
"Hahaha, I still say the same thing. If your family's two guardians sever one arm each, I will spare the second young master."
Yan Xu tried to mediate, "Master Yan, we cannot agree to this. Once they sever an arm, won't we be at Tian Long's mercy?"
Yan Qitian didn't need Yan Xu to tell him this; he already understood the logic.
After a long while, he closed his eyes and finally made this extremely difficult decision.
"Kill them!"
Hearing this, Li Qing tensed slightly. Even a tiger does not eat its own cubs. For the head of the Yan Family to go this far, he was indeed no ordinary man.
Boom! As Yan Qitian's order was given, the two martial guardians of the Yan Family immediately sprang into action, attacking Tian Long and Li Qing.
Both were masters of Outer Strength, their power honed to perfection over the years, and their killing intent was naturally terrifying.
Clang! Li Qing's expression turned serious as he prepared for battle. This was the first time he was facing an opponent of the same level, and the pressure was immense. His opponent was Yan Xu, whose hands were unusually long, and his martial arts were closely related to his hands, making him a formidable foe.
Each strike from Yan Xu's oversized palms against Li Qing's Peerless Hammer sent a powerful shockwave reverberating back.
Facing such a strong enemy, Li Qing chose to play it safe, not rushing in for quick victories but carefully blocking each of Yan Xu's attacks.
The Peerless Hammer clanged loudly under the strikes, and Yan Xu sneered, "To have developed Outer Strength at such a young age is truly impressive. But today, you will still fall by my hand."
He tried to provoke Li Qing with his words, but Li Qing remained unfazed, calmly blocking each of Yan Xu's strikes while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.
Li Qing's footwork was steady, not only from standing stances but also from specialized training in the Light Silk Leg Technique, making his lower body difficult to destabilize.
"You're really a tough turtle. Today, I'll smash your shell!"
With that, Yan Xu's internal strength surged again, and he struck out with both hands simultaneously.
Li Qing remained expressionless, gripping the hammer's handle tightly and countering with the hammer's body.
Bang! The powerful force sent Li Qing stumbling back a few steps, a slight sweat breaking out on his forehead.
This was indeed a troublesome enemy. If he hadn't used a strategy to eliminate one of the Yan Family's guardians beforehand, today's situation would have been extremely dangerous.
On the other side, Tian Long's pressure was no less than Li Qing's.
His opponent was Mo Nan, an elderly man.
But this old man's martial arts were anything but weak. Each move was sharp and precise, forcing Tian Long to retreat continuously, leaving him no room to counterattack.
Someone who could make Tian Long feel so frustrated was certainly no ordinary old man.
Mo Nan practiced internal martial arts, and his skills had not declined with age. Instead, his internal energy had grown even more profound and powerful.
"Hey, kids, what are you waiting for? Now's the time to act!"
Tian Long, who had been shaken by a punch, let out a cruel laugh.
As his voice fell, more than ten ghostly figures emerged from the shadows of the Yan residence.
Three of them charged toward Master Yan, while the other ten rushed to support Tian Long and Li Qing.
"Watch out, Master of the Yan Family!" Yan Xu shouted in alarm, his face turning pale.
Unfortunately, it was already a bit too late.
The three men charging toward Yan Qitian had their eyes slightly bloodshot, moving at an incredible speed, as if they were exerting every ounce of strength they had in their lives.
"Yan! Qi! Tian! Give me back the lives of my family of three!"
"Kill! I'll tear you apart alive, you old devil Yan!"
In the blink of an eye, the three men reached the master of the Yan Family, intending to tear the old man apart on the spot.
However, the master of the Yan Family showed little change in expression. He immediately reached into his robe and pulled out a tattered-looking yellow talisman, which he slapped onto his own body.
Buzz! A hazy golden light instantly burst forth from Yan Qitian's body, forming a circular shield that enveloped him.
The three assassins from the Seven Kill Squad, upon colliding with this suddenly appearing Golden Light Shield, were forcefully halted as if they had slammed into a solid wall.
(End of the Chapter)
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