Chapter 42

Thank you, the original Chaos God H, for the generous reward once again.

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The assignments were set, and everyone left the temple and mounted their horses, waving goodbye to Zhang Jinyang. Everyone who saw Luo Bing's white horse couldn't help but praise it.

Everyone spurred their horses to a gallop, and in the darkness, only the sound of hooves could be heard. Luo Bing's horse was fast, and she would ride ahead and then wait, so as not to leave the others behind.

As dawn broke, they reached a small stream. Chen Jialuo said, "Brothers, let's let the horses drink some water here and rest a bit. In about an hour, we should be able to catch up with Fourth Brother."

Luo Bing's blood surged, her heart raced, and her cheeks flushed.

Yu Yutong glanced at her, feeling a mix of emotions, and slowly walked to her side, softly calling, "Fourth Sister!"

Luo Bing responded, "Mm!"

Yu Yutong said, "I will save Fourth Brother for you, even if it costs me my life."

Luo Bing smiled slightly and sighed softly, "That's what a good brother is!"

Yu Yutong felt a pang in his heart, almost shedding tears, and quickly turned away.

Standing not far away, Li Wuchang sighed as he watched Luo Bing and Yu Yutong. Yu Yutong's deep affection was misplaced.

However, with Li Wuchang's involvement, the situation would change. He was determined to save Wen Tailai, and he wouldn't let go of the 2000 main god points.

Saving Wen Tailai early would allow Yu Yutong to avoid the fate of disfigurement, but his deep feelings for Luo Bing would still be unresolved.

Chen Jialuo let Xinyan ride Luo Bing's white horse ahead to scout for the whereabouts of the Eagle Claw Sun. After the horses had drunk enough water, everyone mounted and galloped off.

Soon, it was broad daylight. Xinyan rode the white horse back, shouting, "Eagle Claw Sun is ahead, everyone, hurry up and chase!"

Everyone's spirits soared, and they pursued with all their might.

The horses galloped, their hooves thundering. After about five or six li, they saw a large group of people ahead. As they got closer, they saw a group of soldiers escorting a convoy of carts.

Xinyan told Chen Jialuo, "Another six or seven li ahead is where Fourth Uncle Wen's carriage is."

Everyone spurred their horses past the convoy. Chen Jialuo signaled, and Jiang Sigen and Yu Yutong circled their horses to block the road, while the others continued to chase ahead.

The heroes pursued the officials, galloping for about four or five li, and could faintly see the vast plain and the line of people and horses.

Wu Chen led the charge, drawing his sword and shouting, "Chase!"

After another li, the figures ahead grew larger. Luo Bing, riding her white horse, charged straight ahead and quickly caught up with the enemy.

Suddenly, a loud cry came from ahead, and dozens of camels and horses galloped from east to west, charging into the officials' ranks, and a battle ensued.

Soon, everyone arrived and rode up to watch the fight.

Suddenly, a horse galloped toward them, bypassing the fighting, and approached the Red Flower Society heroes. As it got closer, they recognized Wei Chunhua on the horse.

He rode up to Chen Jialuo and shouted, "Chief, I and the Twelfth Brother were guarding the pass, but these Hui people broke through. I couldn't stop them, so I came back to report. But then they started fighting with Eagle Claw Sun, which is very strange."

Chen Jialuo said, "Daoist Wu Chen, Brother Zhao, and the Chang brothers, you four go ahead and seize the carriage where Fourth Brother is. The rest of you, hold off for now and observe the situation."

Wu Chen and the others agreed and charged forward on their horses.

Two constables shouted, "Who are you?"

Zhao Banshan didn't respond, but threw two steel darts, one hitting the throat and the other the abdomen, killing the two constables instantly.

The four heroes charged to the carriage, driving off the constables. Zhao Banshan lifted the curtain and looked inside. It was dark, and he could only see a figure sitting diagonally, wrapped in a blanket. He called out joyfully, "Fourth Brother, is that you? We've come to save you!" The figure let out an "ah."

Wu Chen said, "You take Fourth Brother back, I'll go settle accounts with Zhang Zhaoyong." He then charged into the crowd.

The constables and guards, who were fleeing east, turned around and fled west when they saw Wu Chen charging back.

Wu Chen shouted, "Zhang Zhaoyong, Zhang Zhaoyong, you little brat, come out here!" He shouted several times, but no one responded, so he charged into the crowd again.

The constables and guards, seeing him approach, were terrified and scattered in all directions.

The Red Flower Society heroes were delighted to see Zhao Banshan return with the carriage and rushed over to welcome him.

Luo Bing led the charge, riding up to the carriage, dismounting, and lifting the curtain. She called out tremulously, "Big Brother!" There was no response from inside the carriage. Luo Bing was startled and jumped into the carriage, pulling back the blanket.

At this moment, the Red Flower Society heroes also arrived, dismounting and gathering around to look.

Daoist Wu Chen was still charging through the crowd. A runner who was a bit slower was struck by his sword on the shoulder and fell to the ground. Wu Chen didn't want to kill him, so he leaped over his body and shouted, "Firehand Judge, come out here!"

Daoist Wu Chen didn't want to kill, but Li Wuchang was different. Seeing the constables and guards, his eyes gleamed, and he leaped off his horse, his long sword raised, the blade gleaming.

He moved like a bolt of lightning, charging through the crowd, using the Wu Liang Sword Technique, truly ruthless and merciless, leaving no survivors.

These constables and guards, who might have bullied ordinary people, had no real skills. Even if they had some, they were limited.

Li Wuchang's attacks were merciless, with Beiming True Qi infused into his sword, turning an ordinary sword into a divine weapon.

Under Li Wuchang's Wu Liang Sword Technique, the constables and guards were no match. One strike was enough to kill. Li Wuchang delivered eight strikes, killing eight people, truly achieving the feat of killing one person every ten steps.

This slaughter caught Daoist Wu Chen's attention. He paused in his charge, looking at Li Wuchang with surprise, thinking, "This Cold Blood is indeed as cold as his name. He kills without blinking, ruthless and skilled. One must be careful not to offend him."

Chen Jialuo also noticed, his face showing a hint of reluctance, thinking, "He killed Wan Qinglan just the other day, and now he has killed several more. This person has a heavy killing instinct. Even if we become friends, we must be cautious."

Neither of them could have imagined that Li Wuchang's ruthless killing was not out of his own will, but to complete a task, for 1000 main god points, which he could not afford to miss.

Although he had already killed Tong Zhaohuo and Wan Qinglan, he had adapted somewhat, but killing eight people in a row still made Li Wuchang feel quite uncomfortable.

The constables and guards, after encountering Li Wuchang's ruthless attack, had no fighting spirit left and fled in all directions, hoping to escape with their lives.

The Red Flower Society heroes and the Hui people present, seeing Li Wuchang's thunderous means, all looked at him with a mix of fear and respect.

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