Chapter 13 - 13 Chapter 13: Could it be Dragon Blood Fist?

13 Chapter 13: Could it be Dragon Blood Fist?

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All the experts of Black Wind Stronghold turned their attention to Yang Xiaotian.

By this time, Yang Xiaotian had already put on his Dragon Head Mask, which he had bought yesterday while shopping in town with his parents.

“Quick, save the stronghold master!” The experts from Black Wind Stronghold suddenly realized the situation and drew their divine weapons to attack Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian furrowed his brows, his Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword swept out, and the sword light blossomed once more.

Instantly, two Innate Experts from Black Wind Stronghold clutched at their throats and fell.

Nevertheless, the people of Black Wind Stronghold kept coming at him relentlessly.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian’s eyes grew colder and the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword in his hand thrust out continuously.

The sword light kept blooming within the courtyard.

The charging experts from Black Wind Stronghold kept crashing to the ground.

The entire courtyard was dyed red with blood.

After dealing with the last man, Yang Xiaotian held the sword to Ma Dongping’s throat, his eyes growing colder, “Who is Lord Wei?”

Ma Dongping’s eyes were full of fear as he spoke, “I don’t know, I only know he goes by Lord Wei, and each time he appears, he wears a bronze mask.”

Yang Xiaotian furrowed his brows.

“He is very powerful, at least a Martial King,” Ma Dongping added.

At least a Martial King?

Yang Xiaotian’s expression hardened.

Above the Innate Grandmasters lies the Martial King Realm.

A Martial King, in Divine Sea Country, is definitely a powerful figure capable of dominating a region.

However, why would such a powerful being target the Yang Family Manor?

At this moment, more and more experts from Black Wind Stronghold surged into the courtyard.

Just as Ma Dongping was about to beg for mercy, Yang Xiaotian pushed his sword forward, piercing the other’s throat directly.

Blood kept bubbling out.

Ma Dongping’s eyes were wide open, staring ahead as he reached out for something, but ultimately collapsed to the ground, motionless.

At this point, the invading bandits from Black Wind Stronghold, seeing Ma Dongping gasping on the ground and the bodies of several Innate Grandmasters, were all so frightened that their faces turned pale.

These bandits, though brutal, were not necessarily unafraid of death.

As Yang Xiaotian advanced with his sword, the later-arriving bandits from Black Wind Stronghold retreated in fear.

A few angrily drew their swords to attack Yang Xiaotian but were blasted away from the courtyard gate by a casual punch from his hand.

The gate itself was blown away.

Seeing this, the other bandits dare not linger and fled in panic.

However, these bandits had committed countless evils, and if they escaped, who knows how many women and children would die at their hands. Therefore, Yang Xiaotian would not let a single one go if he could help it. His figure flickered, and he used the Taiji Fist from the Taiji Scripture.

A punch, an elbow, a palm.

Yang Xiaotian weaved through the ranks of the Black Wind Stronghold, and with every strike, he sent someone flying.

Those who were hit by his fist or palm were either dead or crippled.

Seeing Yang Xiaotian’s pursuit, more and more of Black Wind Stronghold’s helpers began to flee in panic, and the entire stronghold was seized with terror.

By this time, Yang Chao’s group had arrived at the foot of Mount Daluo.

Looking at Mount Daluo ahead, which was no less daunting than a dragon pool or a tiger’s den, Yang Chao became increasingly anxious.

However, just as he was about to grit his teeth and lead the Yang Family guards up the mountain, he suddenly saw several bandits from Black Wind Stronghold running out in panic.

“Brothers from Black Wind Stronghold, we are from Yang Family Manor.” Just as Yang Chao was about to speak, he saw that these bandits didn’t bother with him and dashed past them, quickly fleeing far away.

As they fled, they looked back from time to time, unable to hide the terror on their faces.

Looking at the escaping bandits from Black Wind Stronghold, Yang Chao and the others exchanged glances in bewilderment, wondering what was going on.

Then, another group of bandits from Black Wind Stronghold ran down the mountain, and this time there were even more of them.

The panic-stricken expression on his face was no different from what the others displayed earlier.

Yang Chao and his companions were even more perplexed.

“What has happened to Black Wind Stronghold?” Yang Family guard Sun Hua exclaimed in surprise.

From the way these Black Wind Stronghold gang members were fleeing in panic, it was clear that something had indeed happened there.

“Let’s go, let’s go up and take a look,” Yang Chao said in a deep voice.

However, as Yang Chao and his companions entered Black Wind Stronghold, all they saw along the way were terror-stricken Black Wind Stronghold gang members fleeing in fear.

These gang members were only focusing on escaping, paying no heed to them.

Yang Chao grew increasingly bewildered.

When Yang Chao and his companions reached the depths of Black Wind Stronghold, they were shocked to see, lying in pools of blood, the bodies of Black Wind Stronghold’s martial arts masters.

The people from Yang Family Manor were taken aback.

As they delved deeper, their horror intensified.

“It’s Ma Dongping!” one of them suddenly cried out.

Yang Chao started and looked in that direction.

Indeed, the man lying in the distance with a full beard was none other than Ma Dongping, the lord of Black Wind Stronghold. Alongside Ma Dongping, in the courtyard lay more than a dozen other Innate Grandmasters of the stronghold.

“They’re all… all dead!” The inner turmoil experienced by the guards of Yang Family Manor as they saw all the Innate Grandmasters of Black Wind Stronghold lying dead before them could only be imagined.

This horrific scene would be unforgettable for all of them.

In their shock, the people from Yang Family Manor moved forward to examine the fatal wounds on Ma Dongping and the others.

“A sword through the throat!”

“What terrifying punching power!”

“And look, sword qi entering from the top of the head; what kind of swordsmanship is this?”

The more they observed, the more frightened the people from Yang Family Manor became.

“Second Manor Lord, look.” One of them pointing at Ma Dongping’s chest, suddenly called out. Yang Chao looked carefully and saw that Ma Dongping’s chest bore a terrifying fist imprint, within which a faint dragon head blood pattern could be seen but was difficult to spot without close inspection.

They soon found similar dragon head blood patterns on several others.

Yang Chao’s throat felt dry. What kind of punching technique was this that left behind a dragon head blood pattern after killing someone? Could it be the legendary Dragon Blood Fist?

“The swordsmanship used to kill these people seems somewhat similar to the one used on the convicted felon Hu Lie,” one of the guards said uncertainly.

“Could it be?” replied another guard.

Yang Chao observed carefully and found that indeed, the sword wounds that had killed the members of Black Wind Stronghold were very similar to those on Hu Lie.

Could it really be the same person’s doing?

“Second Manor Lord, what should we do now?” guard Sun Hua asked.

“Groups of five, start searching for our Yang Family Manor’s mineral resources,” Yang Chao said after a moment’s thought.

At this moment, Yang Hai and Yang Ming were still unaware of what had happened at Black Wind Stronghold.

Inside the Yang Family Manor, Yang Hai, holding a letter, said to Yang Ming with a happy smile, “Father, Chao’er just sent word that he will be back in a couple of days.”

“Moreover, he has already made a breakthrough to the third rank.”

“He is now at the third rank!”

On saying this, Yang Hai couldn’t hide his excitement.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ming burst into delighted laughter, “Third rank, good! Worthy of being my, Yang Ming’s grandson; such a speed of cultivation will surely be recorded in the annals of Divine Sea Country.”

A breakthrough to the third rank in less than two months was truly astonishing.

“And Lord Chen Yuan will also be coming?” Yang Ming asked, caught up in his excitement.

“Lord Chen Yuan will come too,” Yang Hai said with a joyous laugh. “And along with him, Your Highness Princess, who is now Chao’er’s senior sister.”

Hearing that the Princess of Divine Sea Country was coming to Yang Family Manor, Yang Ming felt as if fortune had fallen from the heavens, excitedly saying, “Chao’er is truly a blessing for our Yang Family Manor. I, Yang Ming, am so fortunate to have such a grandson.”