Chapter 82: Might as Well Go All the Way

"Very good!" Xia Daoming nodded calmly.

Before Xia Daoming's voice fell, Ding Chuding felt a blur before his eyes, then a pain in his wrist, and then a chill came from his neck.

The saber that had just been in his hand didn't know when it had been placed on his neck.

"Young Master Ding, do you think I have the qualification to speak now?" Xia Daoming asked lightly, but the saber in his hand pressed tighter, and blood flowed slowly from the blade.

Ding Chuding felt cold air rising, his hair standing on end.

"Yes, yes! Of course!" Ding Chuding said with a forced smile, but his smile was uglier than crying.

He was a sixth-rank Great Wu Shi, but until now, he didn't understand how the saber in his hand had ended up in the other person's hand and placed on his neck!

How terrifying was this skill!

Actually, not to mention Ding Chuding almost being scared to pee, even Yuchi Xiao and the others were almost scared to pee.

Only Liang Jingtang, Zhuo Xingji, and Liu Qiaolian performed relatively well.

"Do you still want to take my person now?" Xia Daoming asked.

"Instructor Xia is joking, joking." Ding Chuding said with a forced smile.

"Bang! Bang!"

Xia Daoming suddenly raised his knee and gave Ding Chuding two fierce blows to the abdomen.

Ding Chuding's stomach hurt so much it was churning, but he didn't dare to bend over because there was still a cold saber on his neck.

"Who the hell is joking with you!" Xia Daoming suddenly changed his face and grabbed his hair.

Ding Chuding could only tilt his head back.

"Is this kind of joke fun?" Xia Daoming scolded with a sinister face while slapping Ding Chuding's face with the saber.

"You, what exactly do you want? If you dare to touch me, the Ding Clan will definitely not let you go!" Ding Chuding finally moved out the Ding Clan in a show of bravado.

"Hurry, hurry and let go of our young master, otherwise your Hidden Dragon Qianjiao Wu Guan will not..." Ding Chuding's short and stocky follower threatened with a pale face.

However, before the follower could finish his words, Xia Daoming's face sank, and he directly picked up Ding Chuding and smashed him toward him.

The follower saw a black shadow coming with a roar and instinctively wanted to use his saber to block. When he saw it was his own young master, he shivered and hurriedly let go of the saber in his hand.

"Bang!"

Just this hesitation.

A human club smashed fiercely into the follower, who fell to the ground, while Ding Chuding was also in pain and twitching all over.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

While Xia Daoming was using the human club to knock down one follower, Liang Jingtang and the three male disciples had already shamelessly beaten and knocked down the other follower.

"Daoming, what now? Should we kill them all?" Yuchi Xiao asked, rubbing his hands, full of murderous intent.

Among the three Xu Shixiong Brothers, Yuchi Xiao should be said to be the most honest and kind.

However, an honest person pushed to the limit is also the most ruthless.

"Since things have come to this, naturally we should kill them all, and then we will lead people to kill our way out of the city." Zhuo Xingji said in a deep voice.

"Plans really can't keep up with changes. Now it seems we can only do this." Xia Daoming touched his chin and said helplessly.

Originally, he and Ji Yuanzhen and the others had discussed a set of plans that night: first pretend to rely on the Ding Clan, and use the offer of most of their wealth as a condition to exchange for the priority withdrawal of their families.

As for their group of combatants, they would stay in the city, eating spirit rice and taking elixirs to improve their cultivation while waiting for the opportunity.

As a result, they didn't expect Ding Chuding, this ignorant thing, to kill his way in halfway, disrupting the established plan.

"Ah, gentlemen, let's talk things over, don't kill me, don't kill me, I won't dare to do it next time!" Ding Chuding was truly scared to pee this time, crying and howling.

"You damn thing, you still want a next time!" Xia Daoming stepped on Ding Chuding's head.

Just at this moment, Xiao Wei ran in in a panic.

"Hall Master, Instructor Yuchi..." Xiao Wei called out halfway, looking at Xia Daoming's foot, his eyes bulging, and the words stuck in his throat, unable to speak, as if a duck had been choked by the neck.

"What's the matter?" Xia Daoming looked at Xiao Wei and asked.

As soon as Xiao Wei met Xia Daoming's gaze, his whole body couldn't help but shudder, and he blurted out: "He, heard that Shi Fengyuan is bringing people to rush toward us!"

"Damn, this old bastard came just in time! Killing one is killing, killing two is also killing. First kill Ding Chuding, this dog-bred thing, and then kill Shi Fengyuan to avenge Miss Wanqing and the others!" Yuchi Xiao's murderous intent flared upon hearing this.

"Anyway, things are already like this, might as well go all the way!" Liang Jingtang nodded in agreement.

"What happened to Miss Wanqing and the others?" Xia Daoming's heart sank slightly, and he blurted out.

"Wanqing wouldn't submit to Shi Fengyuan and was slapped to death by him. And many other girls, because some resisted, were either beaten or killed. If Xiao Qiang wasn't Master's personal disciple, I'm afraid she would have been beaten to death alive." Yuchi Xiao's eyes were red.

"What, Miss Wanqing is dead?" Xia Daoming was stunned, and then his killing intent flared: "These people all deserve to die!"

Many of the girls in the Yaohua Building were either miserable orphans or, like Liu Xiao Qiang, official family members exiled to Mangzhou, all pitiful people.

Coupled with Liu Xiao Qiang's relationship, Xia Daoming had some love for them.

Especially Miss Wanqing, who was untainted by the mud and played the zither well. Last time, Xia Daoming had exchanged zither skills with her and had a lot of good feelings for her.

As a result, he didn't expect that after a long journey, before he could even go to the Yaohua Building, they were already separated by life and death.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of the door ring being smashed violently came from the front courtyard.

"Instructor Yuchi, go open the door!" Xia Daoming said with a murderous look.

"Good!" Yuchi Xiao nodded and turned to leave.

As Yuchi Xiao turned to leave, Xia Daoming seemed to have remembered something, his gaze falling on Ding Chuding at his feet, revealing a look of thought.

Outside the Hidden Dragon Qianjiao Wu Guan.

Shi Fengyuan looked up at the plaque of the martial hall, his eyes filled with sinister hatred.

A few months ago, his hopeful eldest son Shi Yingdeng was injured by Liang Jingtang's three punches at

The Snow Toad Elixir from Changchun Hall could not cure him, so he could only have the old steward Lin Lu rush him to Green Cypress City to purchase the Profound Turtle Pulse-Nurturing Ointment specially made by Qianyun Hall.

As it turned out, Shi Yingdeng and the old steward never returned, clearly having lost their lives on the way.

Shi Fengyuan had no way to investigate who killed his son, so he could only pin this debt of vengeance for his son's death on Liang Jingtang.

This time, the Three-Family Alliance and the Xu Clan began clearing the field; because the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Hall appeared on the surface to be relatively close to the Ding Clan, the Xu Clan did not hold much hope for the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Hall.

Shi Fengyuan took the initiative to volunteer to lobby the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Hall. The upper echelons of the Xu Clan did not know that, apart from the old grievances, the Shi Clan and the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Hall had recently added new hatred, so they indifferently let Shi Fengyuan come forward.

Shi Fengyuan first sent people to visit once or twice, and seeing that the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Hall was slow to reply, he found an excuse to take the opportunity to use the Yaohua Pavilion as a target.

His son's death had been caused by the Yaohua Pavilion.

He knew that his son had wanted to sleep with Miss Wanqing before he died but failed, and he perversely wanted to fulfill his son's dying wish. When Miss Wanqing refused, he flew into a rage and slapped her to death.

"Old thing, I hope you don't let me down, and that your bones are hard enough." A cold sneer curled the corner of Shi Fengyuan's mouth, and then he turned to a sixth-rank Great Wu Shi beside him who looked to be only about thirty years old.

This sixth-rank Great Wu Shi was named Shi Yinghao, his own nephew and the so-called martial arts genius of the Shi Clan.

However, being a nephew after all, Shi Fengyuan had always focused his resources on his own son, Shi Yingdeng, and even spared no expense in wealth to prepare an incredibly precious medicinal herb for Shi Yingdeng early on, intending for him to take it when he reached the fifth-rank peak.

As it turned out, Shi Yingdeng never returned.

For the sake of the Shi Clan's prosperity, Shi Fengyuan could only turn to cultivating Shi Yinghao and gave him that precious medicinal herb.

Shi Yinghao was indeed worthy of being the Shi Clan's martial arts genius; with the help of that precious medicinal herb, he broke through to become a sixth-rank Great Wu Shi before long.

"Yinghao, later, if that old thing reveals even a hint of his stance, indicating he refuses to submit to the Xu Clan, you must immediately strike with me and catch him off guard! And you all are the same!"

As Shi Fengyuan spoke, his gaze turned to the other six people.

These six people were three fifth-rank Great Martial Masters and three fourth-rank Martial Masters.

It could be said that most of the Shi Clan's elite were here.

"Yes, Clan Master!" everyone replied one after another, their eyes flashing with murderous intent.

PS: Some book friends say I'm short; an uncle can endure it, but an aunt cannot, so here comes another chapter! You all please be supportive as well.