Chapter 53 – The Master of the Black Wind Stronghold (1/2)

The Descended Tiger!

Suddenly, Yang Anzhi thought of the nickname that he had originally shrugged off completely. The Descended Tiger, Li Qingshan. Currently, the thing lunging at him was not a human, but a wild beast with fangs and claws.

Having lost his treasured sword, he was like an infant, completely vulnerable. He retreated backwards quickly.

The chilling wind appeared behind him once again, ready to take his soul.

Without any qualms anymore, Li Qingshan could use his Ox Demon’s Fist of Great Strength freely and unencumbered. His fists whistled through the air, forcing Yang Anzhi to dodge everywhere. Xiao An, who flew around in the darkness, did not spare a single opening. He was vicious.

The two of them, one hard and rigid and the other quick and flexible, one yang and one yin. Together, their combination was flawless.

Yang Anzhi was impressive as well. He was injured, but he used his extraordinary movement technique to maneuver and dodge. However, he still gained a few more wounds as the blood flowed faster from his back.

The smell of blood was so heavy that even ordinary people could smell it.

“Where is Li Qingshan?!” Suddenly, a bellow exploded from downstairs. It contained a powerful inner force such that it was deafening.

Over a dozen torches rose up, illuminating upstairs.

Li Qingshan’s mind halted, and he signalled at Xiao An. The knife immediately flew back into his sleeve. He did not plan on letting anyone know this secret right now.

Only now could everyone see Yang Anzhi’s figure. They were all speechless at his appearance. Before the darkness, Yang Anzhi seemed unstoppable, about to kill Li Qingshan. That also matched their expectations. No matter how powerful Li Qingshan was, Yang Anzhi was still one of the best of the best of the martial arts society of Qingyang.

However, in the blink of an eye, Yang Anzhi had actually been defeated, and he had been defeated so miserably.

Yang Anzhi recovered his sight and retreated to Yang Jun’s side. His face was pale, and his expression was twisted. It was like he wanted to tear Li Qingshan to shreds. He picked up Yang Jun and burst out a window.

Li Qingshan thought about how it was a pity, but he did not mind it too much. He placed a foot on the window sill and looked down. “Li Qingshan is right here!”

He saw a figure that was as tall and sturdy as a black bear’s at first glance, while the black bear saw him as well. They made eye contact and sparks flew.

“Xiong Xiangwu!” Liu Hong cried out. Although he was based in Qingyang city, he had met this vicious bandit before.

“The Black Wind bandits have entered the city!” someone called out. At first, the aristocrats upstairs fell into chaos once again and shouts from the distance followed.

However, Xiong Xiangwu looked at Yang Anzhi in shock as well. The two of them had heard the news together and rushed to Qingyang city simultaneously. One wanted revenge, while the other wanted the spiritual ginseng.

The Dragon’s Gate sect used its superior movement technique to arrive first. They wanted to retrieve the spiritual ginseng immediately and avoid any potential accidents. On the other hand, the Black Wind stronghold would kill off Li Qingshan. As a result, when Yang Anzhi said, “I had no plans to hurt you,” it was all just bullshit.

However, Li Qingshan’s strength seemed to have exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Yang Anzhi said, “The kid’s martial arts aren’t any worse than mine, and he has a trick up his sleeve. Be careful, master of the stronghold.” Originally, he did not want to have much to do with the Black Wind stronghold, but now, all of Li Qingshan’s enemies were his friends.

“The Dragon’s Gate sect has been working with the Black Wind stronghold to attack Qingyang city! You’ve all witnessed it!” Li Qingshan used true qi to widely broadcast his voice.

Yang Anzhi shuddered and ground his teeth. “Li Qingshan, I’ll never spare you!”

Li Qingshan’s single statement had dropped the Dragon’s Gate sect from its glory of being a righteous sect to the ranks of bandits.

“If you could do it, don’t be afraid of being condemned for it! Good, good, good! Stronghold master Xiong has come himself. You’ve saved me the trouble of coming to look for you.” Li Qingshan extended his hand and seemed to wrap his fingers around Xiong Xiangwu. With his might from defeating the Dragon’s Gate sect, he radiated with valiance.