Super Divine Daoist Skill-Chapter 101 - 100: Face-Cutter, Iron Maiden, Traceless Saber (1st additional - , requesting monthly votes)

Chapter 101: Chapter 100: Face-Cutter, Iron Maiden, Traceless Saber (1st additional Chapter, requesting monthly votes)

"Face-Cutter."

Tong Zhan coldly smiled and said.

"Face-Cutter Wu Yuan?"

Qin Shaoping was greatly shocked and couldn’t help but ask, "The younger brother of the Third Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold, Face-Cutter Wu Yuan?"

The Ghost Head Stronghold near Qinghe Town was notorious. Not only were the powers of the several village chiefs formidable and ruthless, but some fierce individuals had their reputations spread nearby, enough to stop children from crying.

And Face-Cutter Wu Yuan was one of them.

His strength might not be strong, but just being the younger brother of the Third Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold was enough for people to pay attention.

What truly made his infamy widespread was his special hobby of cutting people’s faces.

Because of this, not only had Qin Shaoping heard of his name, but even Bai Ziyue had long heard of him.

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With a slight nod, Tong Zhan said, "This time the government’s move is quite big. For other members of Ghost Head Stronghold who have just entered Qinghe Town, it might be somewhat dangerous, but for him who has been living here for several years, there is no danger at all.

This time, our target is him."

In fact, as early as three years ago, Tong Zhan had discovered his identity.

Face-Cutter Wu Yuan had the special hobby of cutting people’s faces because he was good at making human skin masks.

Coincidentally, three years ago, the human skin masks he carried came from a traveling merchant Tong Zhan knew.

He knew very well that the traveling merchant had disappeared near Ghost Head Stronghold the year before. The outcome was obvious.

Following that clue, he found out the identity of Face-Cutter Wu Yuan.

Previously, because of the fear of Ghost Head Stronghold, and Wu Yuan’s strength not being weak, he hadn’t acted rashly.

This time, with the government’s significant actions and substantial rewards from within the organization, he was immediately tempted.

"Be careful. Although Wu Yuan’s notoriety is not related to his strength, he’s definitely not weak.

Once we make a move, we must use our full strength immediately."

Saying this, Tong Zhan led Bai Ziyue and the others to the corner of the courtyard, lightly leaping up.

Using the corner of the wall, they quickly rose into the air, directly crossing the two-meter high courtyard wall. With a light touch, they landed on the roof.

Bai Ziyue quickly followed, moving like a swift swallow, without making any sound.

Then came Qin Shaoping, whose light body technique was weaker. When he stepped on the wall, a cracking sound of bricks breaking echoed.

Immediately, everyone’s eyes turned to him.

Qin Shaoping’s face stiffened, showing a look of innocence.

Fortunately, the sound of the breaking bricks did not alert the people inside the house.

The three of them smoothly leaped onto the roof.

They were cautious because, even though Tong Zhan had already determined that no other members of Ghost Head Stronghold were hiding in the house, at most only Wu Yuan and his two accomplices disguised as his men, they couldn’t afford to take any chances if an accident occurred.

"Fifth Master, it seems the government is serious this time. Should we make some preparations here too?"

A slightly anxious voice came from inside the house.

"Yes, Fifth Master, I just dealt with three waves of searches. If the Third Village Chief hasn’t escaped yet, it will be terrible if they are found. Even we might be exposed."

Another slightly rough voice also sounded, showing considerable urgency.

Obviously, this Fifth Master was Wang the Fifth, whose real identity was the younger brother of the Third Village Chief of Ghost Head Stronghold, Vajra Wu Yong, Face-Cutter Wu Yuan.

As for the two speaking at this moment, they were undoubtedly Wu Yuan’s two visible accomplices. Their true identity was also mountain bandits of Ghost Head Stronghold.

"Don’t worry, if all goes well, the Second Village Chief is on the way to support. They only need to wait a little longer to break out successfully.

Hmph, after this mess is over, we must make Qinghe Town flow with blood."

A slightly cold voice followed. The chilling and icy tone made people feel frozen to the bone.

"Hiss!"

A sharp intake of breath came, seeing Bai Ziyue and Tong Zhan’s gazes looking over, Qin Shaoping quickly covered his mouth with both hands, but in his haste, a tile was suddenly lifted.

A crashing sound followed.

"Who?"

The people inside the house were startled and a furious shout instantly followed.

Then they saw someone suddenly leap up, holding a chopping knife, slashing viciously at the rooftop.

Crash...

A large number of tiles flew off. The entire roof was almost lifted off.

Bai Ziyue and the others quickly avoided the sword aura, then broke through the tiles, directly jumping into the house.

The dust settled, the sunlight poured in, and the scene inside the house immediately appeared in front of Bai Ziyue and the others.

Five people!

To their surprise, instead of the expected three people, there were five inside.

Besides Face-Cutter Wu Yuan and his two accomplices, there was an old woman who looked very aged and a robust man with sparks in his eyes.

At this moment, the robust man was the one who had slashed the rooftop and shouted.

Instantly, Tong Zhan’s face changed, "Iron Maiden Yuu Lihua, Traceless Saber Yuu Fang, you are also members of Ghost Head Stronghold?"

These two were mother and son and were somewhat famous in Qinghe Town, with some hero reputation outside.

Who knew they would be found out to be members of Ghost Head Stronghold.

"Kill them. Don’t let them escape the news."

The old woman’s eyes turned cold, her voice icy as she spoke.

Instantly, everyone moved to attack.

"Shaoping, those two are yours. I’ll handle these two glory-seeking women.

Don’t worry, Zhang Tao has already gone to inform our disciples. Reinforcements will be here soon."

Tong Zhan’s face grew serious, but his relaxed demeanor conveyed his confidence.

Of course, "Zhang Tao" and "reinforcements" were fake, but an experienced wanderer of the Jianghu would naturally resort to such tactics to sow doubt in their adversaries, preventing them from entangling them for too long.

"Understood!"

Although Qin Shaoping was slightly weaker, he was equally astute and nodded seriously, acting as if reinforcements were truly on their way.

"Thankfully, Manager Guo controlled everything, predicting that there would be Ghost Head Stronghold’s accomplices at Wuxiang Port. Sure enough, we found them. Stopping them will be a great feat for us."

Bai Ziyue added, his tone full of anticipation.

Instantly, Face-Cutter Wu Yuan, Iron Maiden Yuu Lihua, and others began to feel a tinge of uncertainty.

"Quick! Finish them quickly!"

With a sudden shout, Yuu Lihua, who initially had no intention of fighting herself, immediately picked up her iron hammer.

Iron Maiden, a once Peak of External Forging figure ten years ago, had suffered a severe leg injury in an accident. She walked with a cane, the top of which resembled an iron hammer. This iron hammer acted both as her crutch and her weapon.

The long iron hammer swung, the wind howling as if a Fierce Ghost were shrieking.

A broad, thick saber swiftly slashed out, its force rippling through the air like a wave.

Tong Zhan looked serious but did not fear.

Traceless Saber Yuu Fang, despite his fame, was not exceptionally strong, even slightly weaker than Tong Zhan.

As for Iron Maiden Yuu Lihua, though she was far superior at her peak, with her injured leg and advanced age, it remained uncertain how much of her strength she could still unleash.

With a flicker of his blade, he swiftly engaged.

The sound of countless weapons clashing filled the air.

On the other side, Bai Ziyue moved swiftly, blocking Wu Yuan’s path. "Trying to escape?"

"Hiss!"

The wind howled, a cold glint flashing by like a gust of wind.

Smack!

A deep mark appeared on the distant wooden wall in an instant. Unbeknownst to anyone, Wu Yuan had drawn a long whip from somewhere.

This long whip, originally tied around his waist, was suddenly whipped out with lightning speed.

But Bai Ziyue’s reaction speed was extraordinary. Dodging the whip, he stepped forward, slashing horizontally with his blade.

Smack!

The long whip wrapped slightly around the blade, "Let go!"

Face-Cutter Wu Yuan grunted, jerking his hand forcefully.

Bai Ziyue coldly snorted, twisting his wrist swiftly. The movement caused Wu Yuan’s hand, gripping the whip, to suddenly release, as if barbs were tearing through his palm, filling it with a fiery pain.

Both in the External Forging Realm, Bai Ziyue feared no one in terms of strength.

Wu Yuan’s expression changed drastically, realizing he had grossly underestimated Bai Ziyue’s terrifying strength. In his eyes, blade lights danced.

Eighteen Linked Blades!

The blade’s light was swift, lightning-fast, splitting the void as if tearing it apart.

Wu Yuan’s face twisted with fear, rolling his body just in time to reach a table’s edge, quickly drawing a small knife from its surface.

Clang!

In the nick of time, the small knife blocked the incoming blade.

Clink!

The crisp sound of blades clashing resonated.

Bai Ziyue’s blade broke.

But the broken blade, driven by immense force, still slashed deeply into Wu Yuan’s shoulder, cutting to the bone.

Frowning, Bai Ziyue noted that his long saber, though a standard issue from within the group and quite handy, had been severed by a mere small knife.

"Hmph... Without your blade, how will you fight now?"

Wu Yuan huffed, a glint of joy flickering in his eyes.

Bai Ziyue’s sword technique was exquisite and overpowering, causing Wu Yuan significant trouble.

With his blade now broken, Bai Ziyue’s strength was surely diminished by seventy to eighty percent, bolstering Wu Yuan’s confidence.

"A fine blade indeed, but even with a broken sword, I can still kill you."

Bai Ziyue spoke softly, no hesitation as he flung the broken blade forward.

Power surged from within him, incessantly flowing into the broken blade, making the air tremble slightly from the force.

With a swift movement, Bai Ziyue appeared by Wu Yuan’s side, and the broken blade slashed out with unstoppable force, emitting a trembling hum.

Slash Blade Technique!

Thud!

So fast, it was too fast!

Bai Ziyue’s speed was impressive, but his sword technique’s speed was even more so.

Wu Yuan barely turned around, his eyes catching the glint of the broken blade slicing through his form.

At a slanted angle, the blade sliced his body into two.

"I said a broken blade could kill you, and it surely did."

A cold smile flashed on Bai Ziyue’s face as he turned his gaze towards Qin Shaoping and Tong Zhan, his expression changing.