Urban Martial Saint

Ao Wuchang’s strength was extraordinary, and Cui Yulong and the others were no match for him. Now, in his anger, he was even more frenzied, swinging Cui Yulong around and crashing him toward the floor.

Cui Yulong’s head was facing outward; if it hit the floor, his life would surely be over.

Seeing this situation, both Ye Qing and Liu Mubai were shocked and hurriedly rushed over. At this moment, they couldn’t worry about the danger; they attacked Ao Wuchang with all their might, hoping to save Cui Yulong.

When he saw Ye Qing and Liu Mubai coming, Ao Wuchang suddenly lunged forward a step, rushing in front of Liu Mubai. Liu Mubai had no time to react before Ao Wuchang kicked him in the chest, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground. He was severely injured this time, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, unable to even muster the strength to stand up.

Ao Wuchang was incredibly fast; as soon as Ye Qing charged, Liu Mubai was already sent flying. Fortunately, Liu Mubai’s attempt had disrupted Ao Wuchang’s action, saving Cui Yulong’s life. However, Cui Yulong was still caught in his grip and remained in danger.

Ye Qing was acutely aware of the gap between himself and Ao Wuchang, but he gritted his teeth and charged forward, raising the Seven-Star Ancient Sword and slashing it toward Ao Wuchang.

”Courting death!” Ao Wuchang shouted, turning and punching Ye Qing on the shoulder. Ye Qing’s shoulder throbbed in pain, and the Seven-Star Ancient Sword fell to the ground. But Ao Wuchang didn’t pause for a moment and extended his hand to grab Ye Qing by the neck, lifting him up as well.

Grabbing a person in each hand, Ao Wuchang exerted his strength, intending to smash their heads together. With Ao Wuchang’s power, if this blow landed, both Ye Qing and Cui Yulong would likely lose their lives.

”Foster father, no!” exclaimed Chen Si from the side, but he was powerless to change anything.

Just as the two were about to collide, a silhouette suddenly darted between them, using his body to block Ye Qing’s and Cui Yulong’s heads.

Ao Wuchang hadn’t expected anyone to come and save Ye Qing and Cui Yulong at this moment. Seeing who stood in the middle, his expression changed instantly, and he said in a deep voice, ”Chen San, what are you doing?”

The one who rushed in was none other than White Horse Chen San, who, at the critical moment, used his body to shield Ye Qing and Cui Yulong’s heads. This prevented Ye Qing and Cui Yulong from colliding, sparing their lives. However, with Ao Wuchang’s power, having both of them impact the middle Chen San was no less than two heavy punches hitting Chen San; the effect was imaginable.

Chen San had mastered the Thirteen Protectors’ Horizontal Golden Bell Shield, and his resistance to strikes was extremely strong. Even so, he spat out blood from the heavy impact, clearly showing how heavy Ao Wuchang’s blows were.

”Foster father, they helped me a lot in Shenchuan City; they are benefactors of my Chen Family!” Chen San barely stood firm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, ”Foster father, could you spare their lives?”

”Dad, you can’t spare them!” Ao Muh Han immediately scrambled up beside him, urging, ”Today, you injured them like this; they will definitely hold a grudge. They’re not your match, but they won’t spare me. Who knows, someday they’ll come after me. Dad, we can’t leave future troubles!”

Ao Wuchang frowned, gave Cui Yulong a cold glance, and said in a deep voice, ”Today’s battle was just between me, Ao Wuchang, and you, yet you injured my son like this. If I hadn’t been here today, wouldn’t you have killed my son? If I let you go, you’ll certainly become a major threat in the future!”

With that, Ao Wuchang casually tossed Ye Qing aside and picked up the Seven-Star Ancient Sword from the ground, slashing it toward Cui Yulong.

Though Chen San was standing by, he had no strength to stop Ao Wuchang at this moment. As for Ye Qing and Liu Mubai, both were heavily wounded and could only watch as this scene unfolded.

”Hahahaha...” Just as the Seven-Star Ancient Sword was about to hit Cui Yulong, a loud laugh suddenly resonated. The sound was extremely unexpected and loud, vibrating everyone’s eardrums and quickening their heartbeats.

Ao Wuchang’s expression changed as he quickly looked up, only to see a red shadow, like a Big Eagle spreading its wings, leaping down from a high building in the manor. The red shadow was incredibly fast, reaching Ao Wuchang in an instant.

Ao Wuchang reacted quickly; seeing the red shadow approaching, he immediately raised his fist, striking toward the red figure.

The red shadow also sent out a punch; as the two fists collided, Ao Wuchang directly staggered back three steps, his steps somewhat unsteady. However, the red shadow stood firmly on the spot, demonstrating clearly that there was a gap in strength between him and the newcomer.

The sudden scene stunned everyone present. Just moments ago, Ao Wuchang had been so high and mighty, so invincible, but who would have thought that this suddenly appearing individual would defeat him with just one punch?

Everyone widened their eyes toward the red shadow, only to see a monk wearing a blood-red kasaya. The monk had a fierce look on his face, with eyes glaring with endless killing intent. Anyone who met his gaze would involuntarily shiver, indicating the monk’s intense murderous intent.

With such a situation unfolding, the scene fell into a deathly silence. About half a minute later, a voice filled with surprise shouted from afar, ”Sect Leader!”

The person shouting was none other than the Ghost-faced Judge Cui Yu. His face was full of endless excitement and enthusiasm, making him feel uplifted.

He wasn’t the only one excited; the people from Sha Men were all like him, shouting excitedly, ”Sect Leader!”

Hearing the Sha Men people’s shout, everyone on Ao Wuchang’s side could basically guess the newcomer’s identity, and each of them showed a bit of grimness on their faces.

”Bloody Monk!” Ao Wuchang slowly called out the newcomer’s name, his expression turning extremely somber.

The person was indeed the Sect Master of Sha Men, Bloody Monk. He had followed White-haired Ding San all the way here. However, he let White-haired Ding San enter first, just to see Ding San’s strength. Seeing that Ao Wuchang was about to kill Cui Yulong, he revealed himself in time to save Cui Yulong.

Although the Sha Men people were seriously injured at this time, they still managed to run behind the Bloody Monk with difficulty, each of them with a face full of surprise and excitement. Sha Men was founded by the Bloody Monk, and in the fifteen years of his disappearance, the Sha Men people have suffered quite a lot. Now that the Bloody Monk has returned, they feel as if they’ve found a protector, and the excitement in their hearts is imaginable.

Only when he saw his group of subordinates did the Bloody Monk finally show a hint of a smile on his face. He nodded to the crowd, then sneered at Ao Wuchang standing not far in front, saying, ”Ao Wuchang, if you dare to hurt Cui Yulong, I dare to kill your son. Since everyone is here, you can try it and see if I really have this capability!”

Ao Wuchang’s face turned cold, and he said sternly, ”Are you trying to scare me?”

”That’s right, I am trying to scare you!” The Bloody Monk coldly laughed and said, ”However, I do have the capability to scare you, don’t you agree?”

Ao Wuchang was suddenly furious. Grabbing Cui Yulong, he was about to throw him out. At that moment, the Bloody Monk suddenly leapt forward a step, circling past Ao Wuchang like a ghost, and unexpectedly rushed directly to his back. Before Ao Wuchang could react, the Bloody Monk had already picked up Ao Muh Han by his feet and lifted him into the air.

”You go first!” The Bloody Monk sneered and said, ”See if I dare to kill him!”

Ao Muh Han was scared nearly to the point of wetting himself. With a mournful face, he pleaded to Ao Wuchang, ”Dad, save…save me…”

Looking at his son in that state, Ao Wuchang was both angry and worried. He knew that with the Bloody Monk’s character, if he decided to kill Ao Muh Han, there would be no idle threats. If he dared to touch Cui Yulong, his own son would be utterly gone. Whether to protect his son or his reputation, Ao Wuchang knew very well how to choose.

”Fine, today I’ll let him off the hook!” Ao Wuchang furrowed his brows tightly at the Bloody Monk, saying in a deep voice, ”Let my son go, and I’ll let Cui Yulong go!”

”Alright!” The Bloody Monk casually threw Ao Muh Han to the side, and Ao Muh Han couldn’t even get a firm stance, landing on the ground with a painful ”ouch.”

On this side, Ao Wuchang was furious as well. Like the Bloody Monk, he threw Cui Yulong out. However, how could Cui Yulong be compared to Ao Muh Han? In the instant of landing, he pressed his hand to the ground, and although he was still impacted, at least he stood firm on his feet, not falling as embarrassingly as Ao Muh Han.

Seeing Cui Yulong standing so steadily, Ao Wuchang felt even more disgraced. This battle today had completely stripped his son Ao Muh Han of his face. Most crucially, even he was defeated by the Bloody Monk. This trip to Shenchuan City, truly off to a bad start, losing the first match.

”Bloody Monk, it seems your progress these years hasn’t been small!” Ao Wuchang coldly looked at the Bloody Monk and said solemnly, ”But even if you can defeat me, Ao Wuchang, so what? Within Hong Alliance, there’s bound to be someone who can definitely beat you. Helian will soon come south; dare you fight him?”

”Hmph, don’t try to provoke me; the Buddha Master will undoubtedly seek him out!” The Bloody Monk sneered and said, ”I’ve long heard of someone ranking these so-called Five Unmatches of the World, and really believed the whole world bows to just these five people? Hmph, if they can’t pass the Bloody Monk, what Five Unmatches, all nonsense!”

”Good!” Ao Wuchang slowly nodded and said, ”Since that’s the case, Bloody Monk, it won’t be long before Helian will come to Shenchuan City to find you. By then, I hope you won’t shy away from the fight!”

”The Buddha Master wouldn’t do something so disgraceful!” The Bloody Monk replied proudly.

Ao Wuchang said nothing more, only casting a deep look at the Bloody Monk, then turned and said, ”Let’s go!”

”Wait a moment!” The Bloody Monk suddenly took a step forward, blocking Ao Wuchang and his people.

Ao Wuchang’s face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, ”Bloody Monk, do you wish for another battle?”