76: C76 Bronze Corpse

C76 Bronze Corpse

Back mountain.

A bright moon hung in the vast horizon like a jade plate.

A cool breeze blew. Tonight's night was especially beautiful.

However, Chen Xiaozui did not have the mood to appreciate the scenery in front of her. It was the first time in her life that she saw such fear and despair.

Beside her stood the evil Wai Zhuang. Behind him were at least five hundred fierce and murderous people.

There were people from the Han family less than twenty meters away from them. They were in a dark mass, and the number of people was at least three times that of the people here.

"Wai Zhuang, I think you must be tired of living. Do you know what the consequences of opposing me are?"

Han Cehu stood opposite of them. His voice was extremely cold, "Today, I will cut off your head to commemorate Black Iron!"

"Tiger, when did you become so long-winded?"

Wai Zhuang's tone was still as feminine as before. He didn't show any signs of fear when facing the Han family, which was at least three times stronger than his own.

Because he had two trump cards that he had been working hard on for a long time today!

Ever since the destruction of the Zhou family, he had never been willing to be the second person in the underground world. He had been preparing for this day for a long time.

In fact, even if Chen Xiaozui did not look for him, he would have provoked this day sooner or later. To him, Chen Xiaozui was just a icing on the cake.

"Your Han family has a big business, and you, Han Cehu, are even more famous. However, in my opinion, you are just a boor who can only rely on numbers to bully fewer people."

Pretending to be calm, he said with a smile.

Han Cehu smiled coldly, "Stop trying to goad me into doing this. But since you have said so, I will play with you, Lan Sang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a person slowly walked out from the crowd.

This person's skin was wheat color, and he had a strong physique. He had naturally curly long hair, and his eyes, which were covered by a thread of sea, were flashing with a ghostly cold light.

As this person appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped by several degrees.

"Mm, this must be the legendary number one general under your command, Lan Sang, who has the title of prince of Thai boxing."

Wai Zhuang still did not show any signs of fear. Instead, he slowly walked forward, "Since that's the case, I will first meet you, prince of Taiquan!"

As he spoke, his disguised body suddenly increased in size. The tip of his back foot fiercely tapped the ground, and his entire body instantly shot out like an arrow leaving the bow towards the opposite side.

At the same time, his right hand pulled out a palm-sized machete from the back of his waist at lightning speed.

Woosh ~ ~ ~

He swung the scimitar down!

Lan Sang instinctively moved his body to the side. The blade of the blade almost brushed past Lan Sang's face.

However, Wai Zhuang seemed to have expected this. With a slight shake of his wrist, the falling blade suddenly changed its direction to the side.

Swoosh!

The speed of this slash was extremely fast. The angle of the slash was very tricky, and it was also a surprise attack. It had almost blocked all of Lan Sang's escape routes.

The blade cut through Lan Sang's throat just like that!

All of this happened in the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint!

His disguise was successful, and he turned around to withdraw his blade.

His eyes flashed with cunningness and coldness, "Tiger, looks like the number one general under your command is only so-so."

This was one of Wai Zhuang's two trump cards.

All these years, he had concealed his identity. No one knew that he was Frenzied Sword, who had once shaken the entire north.

It wasn't that he was keeping a low profile, but that he was prepared to use this trump card in the most crucial place. Now, the time had come!

He wanted to get rid of Han Cehu in one fell swoop and become the number one person in the underground world of Jiangbei!

Once Lan Sang died, his opponent's morale would definitely drop greatly. At that time, he would be able to use his second trump card...

Bang!

However, right at this moment, Wai Zhuang suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him!

He suddenly turned around, and just as he was about to swing his blade, he saw Lan Sang's knee smashing towards his chest.

Wai Zhuang's pupils suddenly shrank. He used all his strength to retreat, but his opponent was too fast. At least half of the force of this knee hit his chest.

Puff!

Even so, Wai Zhuang's entire body was still sent flying and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

"You..."

Wai Zhuang stared at Lan Sang in disbelief. He clearly remembered that the slash just now had landed solidly on his opponent's throat, but how could it be...

"Wai Zhuang, look at your blade."

Han Cehu said with a cold smile.

Wai Zhuang couldn't help but look at the machete in his hand. When he saw what was in front of him, his face turned pale!

This machete, which had accompanied him for more than twenty years and was made of refined iron, was able to cut through iron like mud, was now curled into a serrated shape!

Looking at Lan Sang again, there wasn't even a mark on his neck!

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

A trace of panic and disbelief flashed across Wai Zhuang's eyes. He absolutely did not believe that someone could use their physical body to block his sickly-sharp blade that could cut through iron like mud!

"What's impossible about this?"

Han Cehu said with a gloomy smile, "You only know that Lan Sang is the prince of Taiquan, but he also has two identities, just like you."

"Wasn't your previous nickname Frenzied Sword? Coincidentally, Lan Sang also had a nickname in the past, Bronze Corpse!"

"What? Bronze Corpse!"

Wai Zhuang's pupils suddenly shrunk, and his face was filled with disbelief.

No wonder his blade didn't cause any damage to his opponent. It turned out that Lan Sang was a copper corpse!

Copper corpse, this name was also famous in the world. Compared to his opponent, his name, Frenzied Sword, was a Junior Magus.

As the name suggested, the Bronze Corpse had a body full of abnormal martial arts skills. Its skin was as tough as iron, and it was said that even bullets couldn't penetrate it. Now, it seemed that it was even more powerful than the Bronze Corpse!0

"Wai Zhuang, will you cut your head off yourself, or will I cut it off for you?"

Han Cehu smiled sinisterly, "I think it's better for you to do it yourself. At least you can have some dignity."

"Tiger, it's best to let go of today's matter!"

Wai Zhuang gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you kill me today, I can still make you lose a lot of vital energy. It won't do any good to your Han family!"

"Wounded vital energy?"

Han Cehu suddenly laughed out loud. "Wai Zhuang, Wai Zhuang, I have always thought that you are a shrewd person. Why are you so simple today?"

"It seems that you do not want to be dignified today. In that case, I will help you to be dignified!"

After saying that, Han Cehu said in a deep voice, "Go and cut off Wai Zhuang's head!"

A trace of coldness flashed across Lan Sang's eyes as he walked towards Wai Zhuang step by step.

"Tiger, you forced me to do this. Do you think I only have one trump card?"

Wai Zhuang suddenly shouted, "Attack!"

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The sound of a knife being drawn came from behind, but no one took a step forward.

"Are you deaf? I'll let you..."

Wai Zhuang suddenly turned around and shouted angrily, but before he could finish his sentence, he froze on the spot.

He had brought nearly 500 people with him, but in the blink of an eye, more than half of them had fallen.

There were only a few dozen people left, and they were holding shining long blades in their hands. Blood dripped down from the blades.

"You... you betrayed me!"

Wai Zhuang roared angrily.

The leader of the group shook the blood bead on his knife and sneered, "Eunuch Wai, you are wrong about what you said."

"We have 72 strikes in the northwest. We have long been Brother Hu's men. Otherwise, do you really think we can be your underlings, this eccentric eunuch?"

Han Cehu laughed coldly, "Wai Zhuang, don't think I don't know what you have been planning these years."

"Although I think that secretly developing my own power is flawless, it has already been under my control for a long time."

"The seventy-two sabers in the northwest have long been mine. They are just staying here to see what tricks you are trying to pull."

"But you are thinking that you are clever enough to treat them as your secret trump card. Haha, Wai Zhuang, accept your fate today."

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