"Hearing you all talking about me over here, and having so much fun… so I came!"

The figure on the slope stretched out his hand, uttering those words.

The disciples of the Hundred Blades Alliance also surrounded him from all directions.

The sudden turn of events left many speechless for a moment. In the distance, Su Tan'er watched the figure throw away the rope, stunned for a moment. Then, with a gasp, she covered her mouth, her eyes filled with tears. Beside her, a member of the Hundred Blades Alliance looked at Cheng Lie and Su Boyong, who also seemed puzzled: "Palm… Palm Thunder?"

From here, it looked as if the figure had simply stood up and raised his hand to the side, and fire had erupted. At this moment, the astonishing sound echoed throughout the Ten Step Slope area. Judging by the momentum, it was truly like the legendary Taoist divine ability, Palm Thunder. However, those closer could still see a cylindrical object in Ning Yi's hand. After firing, sparks danced, with a faint, ghostly light.

The horse was startled, struggling wildly, pulled by a Su family servant with all his might. The carriage swayed for a moment. The figure named Ning Yi, however, remained unmoved, his hand outstretched, saying his piece. When Ma Lin fell, someone in Ou Peng's team cried out "Ah!" and tried to rush forward. The cylinder with the ghostly light aimed towards them, and someone beside him abruptly pulled him back.

Jiang Jing stammered for a long time, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked around.

Originally, they had about twenty people, basically with a chance to break through on the spot. Although breaking through now might not allow them to escape the shadow and threat of the Hundred Blades Alliance, at least their hopes were high. But at this moment, they had been led back into the Hundred Blades Alliance's encirclement.

Looking up, Ning Yi's figure stood there, his expression unclear. They had all heard of or seen Ning Yi to some extent, because from a few months ago, they had been working with Xi Junyu to plot against the Su family, and had done some investigation into this son-in-law. However, the impression they had then was one thing, and then, tonight, when the news of the Su family clan assembly came out, it was another. Before they could even digest the impression of the clan assembly, this once underestimated, scholarly weakling suddenly appeared before them in such an astonishing way. Even after the news of the clan assembly, they might not have imagined this image.

Everything had happened too urgently, leaving them no room for much thought. Kidnapping or secretly arranging an accident to kill Ning Liheng was a plan that Jiang Jing had long made with Xi Junyu, and tonight just happened to provide a backup. The ones they sent out were precisely four companions dressed in Su family servant uniforms. The situation had been tense, and when these clues matched up, how could they not be overjoyed?

However, suddenly, they realized that the direction that had been the door to hope in the previous moment was now suddenly closed. Combined with the sense of astonishment after the announcement of the four-month layout targeting the Wu family, and the imposing presence of this figure, the power of the mysterious firearm, Jiang Jing and the others were almost stunned. The burly man holding the giant shovel looked around, preparing to rush forward. Ou Peng also tightened his grip on the spear in his hand. Everyone was injured, weak and exhausted, but no one rushed forward for a moment.

Because behind Ning Yi, several Su family guards were also drawing their blades, ready to fight. The disciples of the Hundred Blades Alliance surrounded them. The burly man with the giant shovel took a step forward, and the device, with its red glow extinguished, suddenly turned towards them. The burly man quickly took a step back.

Ning Yi suddenly lowered the device in his hand and laughed.

"I have science, you have divine skills… Ha, just kidding." His voice echoed on the slope, "Just a makeshift thing, just changed the bamboo tube into an iron tube, and after putting in gunpowder, it's no different from a firecracker. The filling is very troublesome, it can only fire one shot at a time, there are no rifling sights so it shoots all over the place, and the effective killing distance is less than three feet…"

He shook his head there, saying things that others could or could not understand. Su Tan'er, who was covering her mouth in the distance, still had tears in her eyes, but felt something familiar, and laughed even harder with a "噗."

"Because of this, if it's not aimed at someone's head or face at close range, then apart from being very scary, it has almost no effect. This…" He turned to look at the corpse on the ground, thought for a while before choosing a descriptor, "This strong man was able to get hit the first time, I have to say he was very lucky, so I decided to name this thing 'Spray You in the Face'."

He threw the "Spray You in the Face" back into the carriage curtain with a backhand. Tilting his head, he said to the guard beside him: "Later, erect a monument for them, died from being foul-mouthed…"

At this time, the Hundred Blades Alliance's encirclement was complete. He had said so much from above, and Ou Peng and the others couldn't figure out his reality at all – also because the old master's revelations and the calm demeanor of Ning Yi had caused psychological pressure. They were left with few options, and instead quieted down slightly, accumulating strength to make a final stand. Laughter also rang out: "Haha, this must be the virtuous nephew Ning." It was Cheng Lie, walking over from there with a knife.

"I am Ning Liheng, known in the *jianghu* as Blood Hand Human Butcher. This is… Alliance Leader Cheng?"

In the night wind, the voice traveled far. Ning Yi cupped his fist in salute, taking out the impressive title to scare people. Cheng Lie was slightly stunned, and the disciples of the Hundred Blades Alliance exchanged glances or were somewhat doubtful. They had never heard of such a famous bandit name before. Ou Peng, Jiang Jing, and the others were also stunned. They never thought that this Ning Liheng already had such a reputation in the *jianghu*. Perhaps his previous scholarly identity was just a facade.

A picture was drawn in their minds. Before marrying Su Tan'er, perhaps this Ning Yi was already a *jianghu* figure, and had even made a great name for himself somewhere, known as the Blood Hand Human Butcher. Later, he returned home to marry, and their group had kicked an iron plate… That was why he wasn't afraid of them at all now…

After a slight moment of bewilderment, Cheng Lie turned back around: "Hehe, I am Cheng Lie. Virtuous Nephew Ning is truly as legendary. The Su family is fortunate to have Virtuous Nephew's strategic planning. It is only a small means now, but it has cut off these people's escape route… Ou Peng! What do you have to say!"

Cheng Lie's voice echoed in the night sky. Ou Peng gripped the spear in his hand and slowly turned to face Ning Yi. He also looked at the corpse on the ground, almost saying each word one by one: "My brother Ma Lin was injured by your strange hidden weapon. You won unfairly… Blood Hand Human Butcher? Do you dare to fight me!"

"Ma Lin… Ou Peng?" Ning Yi turned his head and looked at the corpse on the ground. For a moment, his expression became strange. After a long while, he stretched out his toe and kicked the corpse on the ground. It was indeed dead, and blood was flowing on the road. Ning Yi sighed and looked at Ou Peng, who was holding the spear: "What qualifications do you have to fight me now…?"

He had an aura that was convincing enough. As soon as these words came out, the absurdity, the steadiness, and the casual emotion were expressed. Then, he turned towards the carriage beside him, pulled the reins, and turned the carriage around.

"To deal with these treacherous villains, there's no need to talk about *jianghu* morality with them… Everyone, let's go together!"

Everyone felt that this guy's words were really strange. Whether it was the people of the Hundred Blades Alliance or Ou Peng's people, they actually fought and seized territory every day, where was there so much romantic *jianghu* morality to talk about? But the meaning was ultimately understood. It was time to go together and end this battle—it should have been like this from the beginning. As soon as these words were finished, the murderous, bloody aura suddenly condensed. Among the crowd, the burly man holding the iron shovel roared "Ah—" tearing through the night sky. Then, it was more, like a raging tide of shouts, once again boiling the night sky.

"Kill—"

Cheng Lie took the lead, rushing towards the center of the encirclement, his long blade sweeping across the sky like a thunderbolt. Many members of the Hundred Blades Alliance, waving their long blades, pounced over there.

The carriage drove in the opposite direction. Ning Yi turned his head and looked at the crowd of people closing in. The light of blades, the light of blood, intertwined together. Ou Peng, holding the spear, and his companions began their final stand. Xi Junyu was also surrounded in the center—of course, this person was not important to him at all, and there was no need to worry about him.

Ou Peng, Ma Lin… Aren't these people from Mount Liang… His mind was full of these things, which was really interesting. Although he appeared and performed this scene from the beginning because these people's mouths were too bad, and he helped these guys escape the Hundred Blades Alliance's encirclement with little effort, delaying their time, but honestly speaking, after the one-on-three battle in the Su family's courtyard just now, he was somewhat confident in his second-rate internal energy. In his previous world, he also had experience holding a knife and fighting with people, so this time he came with confidence. But after hearing these two names, he suddenly felt that it was better to strategically avoid the battle for the time being.

Certainly, he practiced second-rate internal energy, and he hadn't practiced for long. Why bother? Why run over and fight with famous people? Looking back at the bloody waves that Ou Peng was desperately killing in the crowd, Ning Yi also roughly thought about what Lin Chong, Li Kui, and Lu Zhishen should look like, what other powerful martial arts people should look like, or what Sheng Gong Fang La, who had already started an uprising, should look like. He had heard rumors in the past two years that Fang La was also very powerful.

He also thought of Lu Hongti. These people's infighting seemed to be a bit different from Lu Hongti's. It was more powerful than the street fighting in the millennium, but it still seemed to be incomparable to the bloody and tragic feeling that Lu Hongti gave when she assassinated him. Ou Peng seemed to be very powerful, especially when threatened by life, a spear almost danced madly, unstoppable. Cheng Lie, who was equally powerful, was forced back by him for a time, but he still seemed to have many techniques. Ning Yi couldn't feel it too deeply now, but he just felt that it was somewhat different from the barbaric, ignorant feeling in Lu Hongti's *gongfu*.

She said at the time that her *gongfu* had always been honed in battles with the Liao people and had not had too much contact with the martial arts people of the Central Plains. He didn't know how many moves these people could withstand from her. He wondered what it would be like if the top martial arts people of Liangshan, such as Lin Chong, or Fang La, were to fight her.

Ning Yi didn't care too much about the outcome of the infighting. Ou Peng led his men to rampage on the Ten Step Slope, but the companions beside him were constantly decreasing. Ning Yi just watched the battle from a distance while thinking about all kinds of messy things. When he turned his head, he took out his telescope and looked towards Jiangning.

It seemed that a team of lights was coming from there. Probably the government officials finally responded to the infighting here. Ning Yi drove the carriage, turning towards the location where Su Tan'er and Su Boyong were, amidst the tragic killing, shouting, and roaring.

When the government officials arrived, the outcome here should also be determined. Whatever, he was a scientist and didn't participate in fights. He held the crude small fire stick - or rather, a small cannon, thinking idly.

Over there, the fierce fighting was still continuing. Here, Su Tan'er pushed her father's wheelchair, surrounded by the guards, and came to meet him. Under the night sky, the front of the Ten Step Slope looked like two unrelated groups of people, the two poles of yin and yang, one side staging a reunion, and the other weaving a farewell…

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I used to want to write a *wuxia* novel where the protagonist was almost invincible, but every time he liked to stand behind the crowd and righteously shout: "To deal with these treacherous villains, there is no need to talk about *jianghu* morality with them…" And then let a bunch of martial arts masters all die of frustration. ^_^

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