I'm obviously practicing martial arts, how come I have magical powers?

Chapter 26 Fury

After a stick of incense.

Two men in yellow happened to meet on the street.

"Tan Liang, how are you doing there?"

Lu Hui asked casually.

"I collected a lot of money, almost a few hundred taels of silver, and some jewelry."

Tan Liang held large and small bags of things in his hands.

"It's pretty much the same here."

"After distributing this money, we should be able to attract a lot of believers."

Lu Hui was all smiles.

"Well, let's hand it over to the mage first."

Tan Liang nodded slightly.

The two walked side by side to the mansion deep in the alley and opened the door to the courtyard.

Creak~~~
It's like pushing open the door of hell.

Bang bang~~
Two muffled sounds.

The two men's heads were severely smashed with a pumpkin sledgehammer.

"Not bad. It's quite a lot of money."

Qin Yang took a rough look at the things they put on their bodies and showed a satisfied smile.

He quickly closed the wooden door of the compound, then moved the two bodies into the house, then hid behind the door and continued to wait for the destined person.

bang bang bang~~~
The people of the Bi'an Sect probably never imagined that someone would so blatantly ambush their stronghold.

Just like gourd babies saving grandpa, they are delivered to the door one by one.

Whenever someone comes in, Qin Yang will greet them warmly with the pumpkin hammer in his hand.

Heads were smashed like watermelons.

In one night, Qin Yang smashed a dozen heads.

He harvested so much gold, silver and jewelry that he could only carry it in a big package on his back.

After midnight, Qin Yang probably left the mansion as there was probably no one around.

It was still the same old rule as before, first go to Beijiang and throw the pumpkin hammer into the river before returning to Qin Mansion.

"It's such a big deal this time, I guess the people from the Bian'an Sect will definitely be furious."

"But what's the use? You can't find me anyway, and you can make him use it as a trap."

"Who would have thought that I, a swordsman, would kill people with a pumpkin hammer."

Killing so many people from the Bian'an Sect tonight finally made Qin Yang's depressed mood disappear and he felt very comfortable.

He unpacked tonight's harvest.

The first is money, which can be used casually and no one can trace the source.

Be careful with jewelry and the like. Qin Yang plans to hide it for a while and wait until the news passes before looking for Li Baling's father to take action.

Li Tong runs a gold and silver jewelry store, so he is just the right person.

After killing the person, his thoughts were relaxed and he did not sleep. After changing out of his night clothes, he sat cross-legged and meditated to practice the Canglang Blood Movement Technique.

Now it's just an outburst.

With his current strength, the Bian'an Sect is still a behemoth that cannot be defeated head-on.

Qi and blood slowly circulated in the body, then gathered in the kidneys, and began to emit a sound like a wave.

Again and again.
After eight waves, the movement gradually subsided.

Then soon, the sound of surging waves sounded in the room again, which lasted for a long time.
Bian'an Sect's stronghold.

Zhou Weichan, who was physically strong, had a bald head, and tattoos on his head that looked like black tattoos, looked at the dozens of corpses in the room with a sulky look on his face.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He shouted three times in a row, but his voice was extremely vicious.

"Don't let me find you!"

Zhou Weichan was originally very happy that the riot planned in the outer city yesterday was so successful.

But when he received the news and came to this stronghold, he was in no good mood.

Only anger and resentment remain.

He only glanced at the death state of these corpses, which were exactly the same as those of the bald mage before.

"You guys go out first."

Zhou Weichan said lightly.

Several people clasped their fists and resigned, locking the door.

As soon as the door was locked, the whole room was filled with the smell of blood.

It's just that the temperature isn't too high now, otherwise the smell would be even worse.

After all, more than a dozen battered and bloody corpses were placed so densely together that it was hard not to stink.

Zhou Weichan looked at Feng Li's body, suddenly took out a knife, cut off his head, and then wrapped it in cloth.

After everything was done, he walked out of the room.

"Get rid of all the corpses inside." Zhou Weichan shouted.

Several loudly responded.

Zhou Weichan then took Feng Li's head and left.

Only one day has passed since the Qingtian Festival.

But the outer city that experienced yesterday's riots seemed like a ghost town.

There is some garbage on the street, and many houses have white silk hangings, and there are faint sounds of crying.

During the riots last night, many innocent people were affected and lost their lives.

This is troubled times.

Human life is as insignificant as grass and mustard.

Even during the day, there were very few pedestrians on the street, and many people did not dare to stay on the street.

But occasionally you can see some official figures.

It seems that yesterday's riot still attracted some attention.

Zhou Weichan knew that his appearance was too conspicuous and could easily arouse suspicion, so he specialized in walking in alleys.

After passing through several streets, he entered a medicine shop.

In this medicine shop, an old voice is busy treating many poor people.

This person turned out to be Yao Ya, the former shopkeeper of Daliang Drug Store.

Yao Ya nodded slightly when he saw Zhou Weichan.

After Zhou Weichan responded to the other party, he walked directly to the back door of the drug store and entered a small house.

Inside the cabin.

A touch of sandalwood burns.

An old man in white clothes is practicing cross-legged.

This old man seems to like jade very much and wears jade articles all over his body.

There is a pendant on his neck, a bracelet on his wrist, and even two white jade balls on his hand.

"Master Ling, this is Feng Li's head."

"I want to see who killed him."

Zhou Weichan said respectfully.

"Put it down." The old man in white said calmly.

Zhou Weichan quickly opened the baggage in his hand and placed Feng Li's head in front of the old man in white.

I saw the old man in white stretch out his skinny palm and poke out lightning.

puff!

Five fingers were inserted into Feng Li's Tianling Cap.

after awhile.

The old man in white frowned slightly: "I didn't see the murderer's appearance. He covered his face. I only knew that the weapon he used was a pumpkin hammer."

"That's easy to handle with the pumpkin hammer."

"There should be very few people using this kind of weapon in Linjiang City."

Zhou Weichan said in a deep voice.

"Let's investigate first."

"Also, how many people were killed yesterday?"

The old man in white asked.

"Report to Master Ling that we attacked and killed twelve blood-moving warriors in the outer city yesterday."

"But there were two people who were very powerful and killed our people."

Zhou Weichan lowered his head, not daring to look at the old man in white.

"These people were promoted using secret techniques, and they are inherently weaker than ordinary blood-moving warriors."

"It's normal to be counterattacked if the opponent's reaction finds out."

"Now there are no twelve blood-moving warriors in the outer city. With so much territory freed up, we will start fighting without us taking action anymore."

The old man in white sneered slightly.

"These are all planned by the spiritual mage."

"I believe that Linjiang City will be occupied by us soon."

Zhou Weichan seemed to become more excited.

"Don't rush."

"If the outer city is in chaos, the inner city will soon become chaotic as well."

"You go and investigate who killed so many people in our stronghold."

"This person may have noticed something, so he can't stay."

The old man in white's tone became darker.

(End of this chapter)