Chapter Fifty-Seven: Using Brutality to Stop Brutality

  "Master!" Guo Jing knew that his six masters were no match for Mei Chaofeng, so he immediately shouted and rushed forward to help.

  "Everyone charge in! Whoever saves the princess will be heavily rewarded by me!"

  Wanyan Honglie saw the situation becoming chaotic again, and he hastily shouted orders, wanting to take advantage of his numerical superiority to charge into the store and retrieve Bao Xiruo. Although Bao Xiruo had spoken of severing ties, Wanyan Honglie's feelings for her over the years were not fake, and he couldn't bring himself to abandon her just like that. Moreover, even if emotions were set aside, the fact remained that the official wife of the Zhao Wangfu, Princess Consort, had run off with a Jianghu rogue in broad daylight; if word got out, where would Wanyan Honglie, the great King of the Jin Dynasty, put his face? Even if it meant binding her, he had to bind Bao Xiruo back!

  As soon as Wanyan Honglie gave the order, his personal bodyguards responded loudly and immediately charged towards Ling Muyun and others. Although they also knew that Ling Muyun's martial arts were formidable, after all, there were fewer people, how could they withstand the charge of so many people? Moreover, under the heavy reward, there must be brave men. Wanyan Honglie's character was well-known to them, he was a man who kept his promises and rewarded his subordinates generously. Since he promised a heavy reward, he would definitely keep it, and just for this reason, it was worth risking their lives to fight.

  The generous reward promised by Wanyan Honglie may have dazzled the minds of his soldiers, but it did not move the few masters he had invited. Sha Tongtian was severely injured by Ling Muyun and was unable to fight for a while, Hou Tonghai had to take care of his senior brother and would not go into battle for Wanyan Honglie. The old monster Lian Ziweng's hands were almost crippled by Ling Muyun, although he did not lose his fighting power, at least it was greatly discounted, and he did not dare to act rashly. As for Peng Lianhu, being a cautious person, with the lessons of Sha Tongtian and Lian Ziweng before him, even if he wanted to take action, he had to think carefully.

  It's not that none of them made a move, one person couldn't help but make a move. This person was Ouyang Ke. However, he didn't rush towards Ling Yun, but instead went after Huang Rong who came out of the inn with Ling Yun.

  He suddenly appeared in front of Huang Rong, and with a swift motion, he threw aside a palace guard who was rushing towards her. With a casual flick of his hair, he smiled slightly and said: "This young lady, the situation here is chaotic and unsettling. Why not follow me to find a beautiful and quiet place to drink wine and enjoy the scenery? Let my female disciples sing and dance for us, wouldn't that be delightful?"

  He was originally a skilled martial artist, and with the support of his uncle Ouyang Feng, he had been dominating the Western Regions for many years. He was born with a love for women, and over the years, he had sent people to search for beautiful women from all over the place, taking them as concubines. In his spare time, he would also teach them some martial arts, so these concubines could also be considered his female disciples. This time, he was invited by King Zhao to come to Yanjing, and he brought 24 of his concubines with him, ordering each of them to wear white men's clothing and ride white camels. Because there were many concubines and they all knew martial arts, they traveled in batches. Among them, four people encountered the Jiangnan Six Freaks and Guo Jing on the road, and after hearing Zhu Cong talk about the origin of the汗血宝马 (a rare horse breed), they decided to steal it, wanting to present it to Ouyang Ke to curry favor with him, but unexpectedly ended up suffering a defeat at the hands of Ling Zhiyun.

  Ouyang Ke was proud that all the concubines under him were the best beauties in the world, and even the emperors of the Jin and Song dynasties might not be able to compare with them. He had always been complacent about this, but unexpectedly, he encountered Huang Rong when following Wanyan Honglie into action. It was also Ouyang Ke's fate that he would have this calamity, although due to the unexpected factor of Ling Yun, Huang Rong did not meet him in the Zhao Wang Fu as in the original history, but only delayed for a while, and finally let the two meet in front of the small inn.

  Ouyang Ke saw Huang Rong's autumn waves flowing, her cheeks flushing, although she was still young, she was indeed a beauty he had never seen before. Compared to his many concubines, they were like dirt. As soon as they met, he was already enchanted and secretly made up his mind to make this beautiful girl his own. Previously, when Ling Zhiyun's shocking scene calmed down, he could still endure it, but now that the scene was chaotic, he couldn't wait to find Huang Rong.

  All this said, it was just a matter of moments, the quiet scene that had just settled down was again thrown into chaos with Mei Chaofeng's sudden attack and Wanyan Honglie's loud command.

  "You're asking for trouble!"

  Ling Yun saw that the situation he had just calmed down was chaotic again, and Ou Yang Ke, this thing that didn't know death, actually came out to bully Huang Rong. His face suddenly turned cold, his body fluttered and swept to Huang Rong's side, and a big Fumo Fist burst out towards Ou Yang Ke.

  Ouyang Ke's face changed color in shock, and he hastily launched the White Camel Mountain family's divine technique, Snowy Mountain Palm. With both palms out, he countered with a "Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three muffled sounds rang out as Ling Muyun's fists flew out like lightning, striking three times in an instant, blasting Ouyang Ke with three consecutive punches. Ouyang Ke's face suddenly turned pale, and his body seemed to be electrocuted, violently retreating backward, tumbling out several meters away, landing on the ground with a stumble. A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out from his mouth, dyeing his snow-white clothes crimson red, shocking and startling to behold.

  Ling Muyun's fist sent Ouyang Ke flying back, and without stopping for a moment, he drew his long sword with a "clang" sound. He charged into the crowd of Golden Soldiers rushing towards him, his sword flashing in the cold light, its glow like a dragon, as he moved freely through the crowd like a fish swimming in water. The soldiers fell one after another, their despairing cries echoing continuously, shocking and terrifying...

  In just a few short breaths, the number of Jin soldiers who fell under Ling Mu Yun's sword had already reached dozens. Every single Jin soldier who charged to the entrance of the inn became a ghost under Ling Mu Yun's sword. The originally brave and charging Jin soldiers were like they had seen a ghost, shouting and retreating in disarray. The area in front of the inn that was previously swallowed up by the surging crowd suddenly emptied out again. After all, even if Wanyan Honglie's promised rewards were high, one still needed to be alive to receive them. Facing Ling Mu Yun who was like a god of death harvesting their lives, even the king's personal guards who had been blinded by greed regained their clarity and felt fear of death well up in their hearts once again.

  Killed the Jin soldiers who tried to rush into the guest shop, Ling Mu Yun's sword light was retracted and sheathed, but his figure did not stop, and he swept into the battle circle of Mei Chao Feng and Jiangnan Six Freaks like a gust of wind. His figure flashed back and forth, dodging all kinds of fierce moves launched by Mei Chao Feng and Jiangnan Six Freaks in almost imperceptible gaps, without being injured at all. At the same time, his hands did not idle, and he suddenly reached out to grab Ke Zhen E's shoulder, who was on the edge of the battle circle.

  "What a person!"

  Ke Zhen was blind and couldn't see anything, nor did he know who the person was that suddenly rushed in to attack him. He relied on his hearing to sense the wind direction, instinctively unleashing his Demon-Subduing Cane technique, swinging the iron staff at the newcomer. But before the staff's movement could be fully executed, he felt a tight grip on his shoulder, and then his body was suddenly lifted off the ground, flying out of control. His heart couldn't help but feel shocked: "Who is this person? How can they be so formidable?"

  "What are you doing, Ling Shaoye?" The other five freaks of the Jiangnan Six Freaks saw Ling Pei Yun suddenly burst in and throw their big brother out, and they all shouted in surprise. Mei Chao Feng was also startled when she heard someone bursting in, and didn't know if it was a friend or foe.

  However, among the few people who took action in the arena, whether it was Mei Chao Feng or the Six Freaks of Jiangnan, they were all seasoned veterans of the jianghu. Although they were shocked in their hearts, their hands did not slow down at all. Only Guo Jing, this honest and simple-minded child, had the slowest reaction. Seeing Ling Zhiyun suddenly rush in and attack his master, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and his fist technique slowed down involuntarily. Unexpectedly, Mei Chao Feng seized the opportunity, and with a "whooshing" sound, her silver-white whip seemed to be a venomous snake dashing towards him, its tip covered in sharp reverse spikes fiercely lashing downwards, about to strike Guo Jing's face.

  Just then, Ling Yun swooped in and appeared in front of Guo Jing, one hand plucking the whip like a pipa, accurately plucking the tip of the long whip to deflect it, while the other hand used a gentle palm to slap Guo Jing's chest. Guo Jing suddenly felt a great force pushing him back, his body involuntarily sliding backwards and out, and by the time he managed to steady himself, he had already retreated five or six zhang away, coincidentally retreating to the side of his Master Ke Zhen'e.

  Guo Jing couldn't help but feel slightly stunned: "How did I end up by Master's side? Was it Brother Ling's intention, what does he want to do?"

  Ling Muyun didn't stop at all after throwing out Guo Jing, his hands moving like the wind, either grabbing or slapping or catching, and threw out the remaining five freaks of Jiangnan Six Freaks one by one. The Jiangnan Six Freaks were also famous masters in the Jianghu, but they couldn't dodge Ling Muyun's capture. Fortunately, at this time, they had already seen that Ling Muyun didn't have malicious intentions, so once they were caught and thrown out, they just accepted it, without using any desperate moves like "玉石俱焚" ( Jade Stone Together Burn), which also saved Ling Muyun a lot of trouble.

  "Who dares to stop me from avenging myself?!"

  Listening to Ling Muyun throwing people out one by one, Mei Chaofeng also sensed Ling Muyun's intention and suddenly became frenzied. With a long whip in her hand, she danced wildly and lashed out fiercely, her five fingers turned into claws like hooks, trying to kill Ling Muyun with her whip and claws.

  Facing Mei Chaofeng's fierce killing move, Ling Yun stepped forward instead of retreating, and incredibly dodged through the numerous whip shadows to approach her. He met Mei Chaofeng's descending Nine Yin White Bone Claw with a punch: "Mei Chaofeng, you should retreat too."

  Mei Chao Feng's body involuntarily shook all over as soon as she heard Ling Mu Yun's voice. Immediately after, a fist broke through her claw stance and struck the center of her palm, transmitting an enormous force that sent her flying backward uncontrollably. She retreated seven or eight zhang before finally dissipating the force, her chest still churning with surging blood and qi, a mouthful of blood rising to her lips only to be swallowed back down.