Chapter 268: The Power of the Organ Refining Martial Artist

Wei Zhuang noticed that these men in black were not only powerful but also coordinated in their movements; they were clearly no ordinary martial artists.

Their appearance made this ambush, already full of unknowns, even more bewildering.

Wei Zhuang still felt it would be fine if fewer people from the Sword Hall died, and furthermore, he was curious about the identities of those men in black; it would be better to let those men in black test the waters.

The enemy of an enemy is a friend; all six of them had Bone Strength that could be projected through their bodies, showing they possessed significant strength, and it would be quite valuable if they could be won over.

As time passed, the battle gradually entered a white-hot stage. The Lin Family guards were clearly struggling, their numbers dropping from over twenty at the start to nearly half casualties, while the men in black fought with increasing bravery, their offensive becoming ever more fierce.

Wei Zhuang understood that the current situation had already exceeded his control. But as a far-sighted Sect Master, he did not panic because of this.

Opportunity is often hidden within crisis.

Being a third party acting as the fisherman is also quite good.

Just as he was preparing to find the right moment to intervene, a figure suddenly stepped out from the carriage.

That figure radiated a powerful Blood Qi and immense Bone Strength, and a booming sound instantly echoed throughout Luoshui Canyon.

The horses pulling the carriage in front seemed unable to bear the heavy pressure and might, their front legs kneeling to the ground.

With that figure's sudden charge, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield instantly became even more tense.

Lin Dong, this powerhouse of the Organ Refining Realm, finally entered the fray himself; the Blood Qi and Bone Strength radiating from his body impacted the surrounding air like a physical force, making one involuntarily shudder.

The men in black clearly felt Lin Dong's power, but they did not retreat; instead, they focused their spirits even more, preparing to meet this powerhouse's attack.

The leader, filled with excitement and ruthlessness, said: "Lin Dong, come out and die!"

"I shall grant your wish."

Lin Dong's speed was extremely fast, and almost instantly he reached the nearest leader of the men in black, the Long Sword in his hand turning into a cold light, striking directly at the opponent's vitals.

Although the leader of the men in black was caught off guard, his reaction was also extremely fast; he quickly dodged sideways to avoid Lin Dong's fatal strike.

At the same time, he struck back with a palm, the Gauntlet on his palm colliding with Lin Dong's sword light to spark brilliantly in the air.

Seeing this, a nearby man in black stepped forward, seized the opportunity, and struck directly at Lin Dong's vital abdomen with his Sharp Blade.

Lin Dong turned his fist into a palm, slapped at the incoming Sharp Blade, and extended his leg to kick fiercely at the attacking martial artist.

That man in black was kicked flying directly, crashing through three large trees in succession; flesh and blood permeated the air, his bones were shattered throughout his body, and it was clear he would not survive.

Having succeeded with one kick, Lin Dong's face turned ferocious as he lunged at the remaining men in black, laughing wildly: "You little bastards of the Su Family, daring to ambush my Lin Family's carriage—you truly don't know what death is!"

The gap between a Lianzhan Martial Artist and a Bone Refining Martial Artist is not only reflected in the level of strength, but also in the understanding and application of martial arts.

A Lianzhan Martial Artist can already penetrate deep into the bone marrow, cultivating to a state that affects the internal organs and strengthens Qi and Blood; their attacks can often act directly upon the enemy's interior, causing immeasurable secondary damage.

While a Bone Refining Martial Artist also possesses considerable strength and speed, when facing the powerful Bone Strength of a Lianzhan Martial Artist, they can often only defend passively, finding it difficult to find an opportunity to counterattack.

As a powerhouse of the Organ Refining Realm, the power of the Qi and Blood and Bone Strength within Lin Dong's body had already been cultivated to an extremely high level; every strike contained surging Bone Strength and profound Blood Qi.

He could even mobilize the potential within his internal organs to increase his attacks or protect his internal organs, attending to both inside and out.

Even though the men in black from the Su Family were all well-trained Bone Refining Martial Artists with tacit coordination, when facing an expert like Lin Dong, they could not help but feel overwhelmed, doing their utmost to avoid Lin Dong's powerful attacks.

Therefore, in this intense confrontation, despite the men in black reacting quickly and being agile, they still appeared stretched thin and unable to parry in the face of Lin Dong's Bone Strength, which was as surging as a river.

Both sides traded blows, neither giving an inch, but as time passed, the men in black gradually showed signs of fatigue, while Lin Dong fought with increasing vigor against the encirclement, his momentum like a rainbow.

The leader of the men in black had bloodshot eyes and said: "Men of the Su Family, fight to the death to avenge the family!"

The roar of the leader of the men in black echoed on the battlefield; his eyes were bloodshot, filled with the fury of hatred for his family and a longing for victory.

He knew well that when facing a Organ Refining Realm powerhouse like Lin Dong, their only chance of winning lay in a split second, but the honor and hatred of their family made it impossible for them to retreat.

If they could not kill Lin Dong outside the city, then once Lin Dong returned to the city, their helplessness would go without saying.

The cry of the leader of the men in black was like an order, inspiring every man in black. Although they were exhausted, the conviction in their hearts allowed them to pull themselves together.

Today might be the end of their lives, but as long as they could avenge their family, it was all worth it.

Everyone used desperate tactics, charging at Lin Dong in a suicidal manner, hoping to create an opportunity for their companions nearby—an opportunity to kill Lin Dong.

Unfortunately, Lin Dong's strength was not something they could easily shake. The power of the Qi and Blood and Bone Strength within his body had reached a state of perfection, and every attack was as surging as a landslide or a tsunami.

Although the men in black did their utmost to avoid his powerful attacks, they still found it difficult to withstand that Bone Strength, which was as surging as a river.

As time passed, the fatigue of the men in black became more apparent; their movements began to slow, and their reactions were no longer as agile.

They fell one by one, paying the price of their lives for the honor and hatred of their family.

Such a desperate encirclement also left Lin Dong with wounds deep to the bone in three places: his abdomen, his back, and his arm.

And every single wound represented the fall of a man in black.

Yet for a Lianzhan Martial Artist, such wounds would heal after resting for two days.

The disciples of the Hong Sect Sword Hall watched this fierce battle from afar; they widened their eyes, watching silently as Lin Dong faced many powerful enemies alone yet was able to slaughter them all.

"Is this the power of a high-level martial artist?" one Hong Sect Sword Hall disciple muttered to himself, his voice carrying an unconcealable shock.

"Indeed, we are also martial artists, but compared to him, it is simply a world of difference!" another disciple echoed, his tone full of envy.

At this moment, these Hong Sect Sword Hall disciples felt an unprecedented motivation; they secretly swore to take Lin Dong as their goal, to forge ahead, and to pursue their own path of Martial Dao.

Of course, that was on the premise that they could return alive tonight; the Hongmen Iron Order is as firm as a mountain, and tonight's Lin Dong merely allowed everyone to see the posture of a Martial Dao powerhouse.

It made people yearn for it, but it could not hinder the Sword Hall from completing its mission.

Wei Zhuang observed all of this from a distance, inwardly marveling at the strength of Lin Dong.

At the same time, he became even more determined: this Lin Dong must be killed tonight!

According to what Cheng Yi said, can our own trump card attack from a long distance?

I wonder if a Lianzhan Martial Artist can react in time.