The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 87: Feint to the East, Strike in the West

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Feint to the East, Strike in the West

That’s right, it was indeed gunpowder!

Li Yan shuddered, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

Chen Fagui used an explosive pack to threaten, Zhou Pan died from a new firearm, since these incidents, Li Yan paid special attention to gunpowder.

One must diligently practice martial arts and spells, but gunpowder weapons could be used by anyone, a slight mistake could lead to one’s demise.

Fortunately, his nose was sensitive enough.

Soon, Li Yan identified the target.

Near the altar, besides the people from the Taixuan Orthodox Sect, there were some logistical soldiers.

These logistical soldiers, to be blunt, were non-combat support troops, handling tasks like feeding horses, chopping wood, cooking meals, and digging ditches.

Building an altar required leveling the surrounding land and cutting down some trees, the City God Temple was short-handed, so they requested these men from the government.

As the ritual began, some logistical soldiers stood solemn with respect, some even knelt, lit incense, and prayed for their families to seize a blessing opportunity.

Only one person was pushing a wooden cart and slowly approaching.

That person was burly, with a face full of stubble, looking simple-minded, the wooden cart was loaded with rubble and dry grass.

But Li Yan vaguely smelled the gunpowder scent coming from the soil.

He pinched his nose and focused with Yang Jue, indeed finding the smell even clearer.

That man was also alert; discovering Li Yan looking at him, he sped up immediately, his eyes turning fierce.

"Someone’s causing trouble!"

Li Yan uttered in a low voice and dashed forward.

Simultaneously, he bent down to pick up a few stones from the ground, launching them with the flying locust stone technique.

Earlier, he overheard that Taixuan Orthodox Sect’s consecrating of the Mountain God was a good deed, besides he had just received guidance from them and naturally had to lend a helping hand.

But that was gunpowder!

To avoid accidents, he resorted to using flying locust stones.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Three stones flew towards that man’s forehead.

That man was also agile, twisting his body aside, his head swaying left and right as he easily dodged the flying locust stones.

At the same time, he stopped pretending, striking a fire stone on the wooden cart, sparks flew, igniting the dry grass.

Kerosene had also been poured over it, the fire spread rapidly.

"Screw you!"

He exerted force with his arms, shouted loudly, and the burning wooden cart rolled towards the altar.

Meanwhile, several Daoists from the Law Enforcement Hall had drawn their swords and rushed out.

"Be careful, it’s gunpowder!"

Li Yan hurried to warn them.

However, those Daoists, though shocked, didn’t stop moving.

They were guarding the altar and would not retreat from danger.

Among them, two kicked off with Hidden Energy, flew forward, their wide sleeves fluttering, spun in the air, and kicked the wooden cart.

Crash!

The wooden cart instantly flew backward.

But the soil and rubble on the cart also scattered, dropping several explosive packs.

The fire fuses on the explosive packs had burned to the end.

Boom!

A loud explosion, smoke billowed.

At the same time, the sound of projectiles filled the air.

Li Yan’s expression changed, he immediately flipped and lay prone on the ground.

The explosive packs were filled with many hidden weapons, exploding like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

The Law Enforcement Hall Daoists closest to the blast bore the brunt of it.

They were skilled, waving their long swords to block some, but the hidden weapons were too dense, and someone was hit, letting out a muffled groan.

"Ah, you coward!"

Meanwhile, Sha Lifei also screamed miserably.

They were far away, following Li Yan’s warning, Sha Lifei immediately grabbed Wang Daoxuan and dropped to the ground, yet still took a flying dart to his buttocks.

The Daoists from the Law Enforcement Hall also pulled out the hidden weapons from their bodies.

To them, as long as it wasn’t a critical hit, it wasn’t much.

But someone, after removing a hidden weapon, sniffed lightly and their face changed immediately.

"Poisoned!"

Meanwhile, that man turned and ran.

The explosive packs contained something unknown, smoke billowed, accompanied by a pungent smell, providing perfect cover.

The man’s silhouette vanished into the mist.

Li Yan heard about the poison, without saying a word, flipped over and pursued.

Clang!

He drew his blade, holding it horizontally, sprinted a few steps, then Hidden Energy erupted in his legs, leaping forward with a swish, and swung his blade down.

This technique, learned from the Zhou Family.

Red Fist also excelled in agility; with Hidden Energy’s powerful force, he directly leaped over six meters, performing Guanzhong Fast Blade like a soul-reaping strike.

Possessing the smell superpower, night battles were no different from daytime.

The smoke was like nothing to him.

That man’s movement technique was not fast; seeing the sharp blade slicing from behind, he quickly twisted his body and crossed his hands to protect his head.

Clink!

A crisp sound, Li Yan frowned slightly.

His power was still insufficient; using Hidden Energy to leap left him with diminished force in his hands.

However, Guanzhong Fast Blade did not rely on brute strength.

Even a flesh-and-blood opponent would bleed from a cut.

Yet, the opponent’s wrists had iron on them.

Guan Mountain Blade had slashed his sleeves open, revealing a series of copper rings.

Li Yan squinted slightly, "Iron Thread Fist?"

The explosion echoed, hoofbeats could already be heard in the distance.

The Daoists from the Law Enforcement Hall were caught off guard, hit by poison darts, but there were still close to a hundred soldiers from the Captain Bureau guarding the perimeter.

The man looked at Li Yan, standing with a blade, knowing if he didn’t defeat him, there’d be no chance to escape, so he snorted coldly, throwing a punch.

Iron Thread Fist belonged to the Hong Fist system, popular in the south, focused on hard bridges and hard horses, based on twelve bridge hands for structure, combining Yin and Yang, channeling force through Qi, its power was extraordinary.

This man was strong, with nine copper rings on each hand, also a Hidden Energy expert, while not at the pinnacle, he surpassed Li Yan by much.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

His punches were fierce, rapidly advancing, each move carried the sound of wind, combined with Iron Thread Fist’s unique Seven Emotions Qi Breathing, the power was truly astounding.