Chapter Eighty A slap sent Fei Bin's two molars flying

  Da Song Yang Shou Fei Bin, a top-notch master renowned throughout the Jianghu, ranked third among the thirteen Taibao of Mount Song, second only to Tuo Ta Shou Ding Mian and Xian He Shou Lu Bai. This Fei Bin was ordered by Zuo Lengchan to rush to Liu Zhengfeng's mansion in Hengshan City with Ding Mian to disrupt his Golden Basin Washing Hands Convention, killing chickens to scare monkeys, majestic and awe-inspiring, with an aura that shocked everyone present.

  Fei Bin's appearance was indeed very cool, with a domineering and overbearing performance that won the recognition of the entire audience. At one point, he even stole the show and almost became the male lead. Unfortunately, he got too into character and lost control of the rhythm, and was choked by what he thought was the anti-male lead Liu Zhengfeng, losing all face and even having his life controlled by the enemy.

  Fortunately, Second Master Ding Bian subdued Liu Zhengfeng's wife and children, making Liu Zhengfeng dare not to act rashly, allowing Fei Bin to retrieve a life. Under the tight pressure of the Songshan Sect, one by one big hat was pressed down, finally letting Liu Zhengfeng bear the pressure no longer, cutting off his own heart pulse. Damn it, just as we were about to avenge our past shame, Qu Yang unexpectedly jumped out and rescued Liu Zhengfeng.

  Ding Mian and Fei Bin only felt a big slap on their faces, burning with pain. Feeling utterly humiliated, Fei Bin would not let the matter rest. Liu Zhengfeng had lost his ability to resist, and Qu Yang seemed to be seriously injured as well. If he couldn't seize this opportunity, then Fei Bin might as well spend the rest of his life in a toilet.

  Dashing through the mountains, Duan Yang led four elite disciples in hot pursuit, vowing to hunt down and kill Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang. They finally cornered them in the desolate valley behind Hengshan City. Just then, Linghu Chong jumped out to stir up trouble.

  The eldest disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, Linghu Chong, known in Jianghu as the White-Clothed Swordsman, is a young hero with the most resounding reputation and greatest prestige in recent years. He has exceptional martial arts skills but likes to take up other people's causes and often interferes in others' affairs.

  Fei Bin had also heard of Linghu Chong's deeds, but he didn't take them to heart. Later on, the younger generation of Huashan Sect, young and with high martial arts skills, would be able to defeat this so-called hero of Jianghu in ten moves or less.

  The Sungshan Sect has become increasingly arrogant and overbearing in recent years, and Fei Bin is no exception. However, he had once suffered a great loss at the hands of Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect, being outdone in both intelligence and martial arts, and was manipulated by Yue Buqun like a puppet on strings. This incident has become a deep-seated shame for him, and he secretly vowed to take revenge.

  However, this surnamed Yue's martial arts are unfathomable, and he is cunning like a fox. He has good connections in the Jianghu and enjoys great prestige. Even the sect leader's elder brother dares not offend him, and fighting him head-on would only lead to humiliation. Now, I can only find his eldest disciple to vent my anger.

  "Are you going to make a move, Fei? Draw your sword and see how I'll take you down." Linghu Chong said loudly, his right hand grasping a branch as he pointed at Fei Bin from afar.

  "You scoundrel! My Master's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, how can a piece of trash like you from Huashan sect compare? Let me, Du Ziteng, teach you a lesson!"

  Dashi Handan was originally a narrow-minded person, how could he tolerate Linghu Chong's repeated provocations? He was only afraid of Yue Buqun. If he had killed Linghu Chong today by taking advantage of his seniority, and Yue Buqun found out, the consequences would be disastrous. So he gave a signal to the Mount Hua disciples beside him.

  A self-proclaimed elite disciple of Dugu Qiubai stepped forward, drew his treasured sword and let out a loud cry, charging towards Linghu Chong.

  Linghu Cong exaggeratedly sighed and shook his head slightly, saying: "It's really a case of bringing ruin upon oneself!"

  As soon as the confident Du ZiTeng rushed over with his sword, Linghu Cong slightly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of an inexplicable smile. In an instant, he shifted positions using the Lingbo Micro Step and swung a tree branch in his hand to heavily strike Du ZiTeng who was suspended mid-air.

  "Crack!"

  A crisp and clear sound of bone fracture echoed, Du Ziteng, the elite disciple of Songshan Sect, whose martial arts had already reached the first-class level in Jianghu, was swept away for more than ten meters, heavily hitting a large tree, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted completely before he could even spit out blood.

  "You scoundrel, Linghu Chong! You actually dare to hurt a disciple of the Songshan Sect. Don't blame me, Fei Bin, for taking advantage of my seniority to teach you, this ignorant little brat, a good lesson on behalf of Brother Yue."

  Seeing Duzi Teng being beaten to the point of life and death, Feibin's lungs were about to burst with rage. He secretly made up his mind to take drastic measures against Linghu Chong. Since they were in a remote area with no one around, as long as he did a good job of covering his tracks, he wasn't afraid of being discovered by Yue Buqun.

  Feng Biao exerted his inner strength and directly struck a powerful palm at Linghu Chong. He was known as the master of the Mount Hua School, and had already mastered the ultimate palm technique of the school, the "Mount Hua Palm". In his opinion, one palm strike would be enough to blast open the skull of this junior, Linghu Chong.

  Linghu Cong saw Fei Bin's momentum was fierce, and he made a move with the Mount Song Ultimate Palm, the Great Sun Palm, chopping down fiercely. Instead of being shocked, he was delighted, threw away the branch in his hand, raised his right hand quickly to meet Fei Bin. This guy surnamed Fei actually dared to engage in close combat with Linghu Cong, who had practiced the Dragon Elephant Technique to the eleventh level, this was simply courting death.

  "Bang!"

  Linghu Chong and Fei Bin's two palms slapped together violently, producing a loud noise. The moment their palms touched, Fei Bin felt an enormous force surge into his internal organs, his brain reeled with dizziness, and he almost fainted, his face which had originally been full of pride suddenly turned pale as if he was suffocating.

  Linghu Chong's face was calm, his mouth slightly open, as if he were humming a tune. His carefree appearance made him seem like an elephant teasing a mouse, without any sign of exertion.

  Feng Biao, the so-called Mount Tai's Three Taibao, finally realized he had kicked an iron plate. The youth in front of him, who looked frail, possessed enormous divine power that far exceeded his physical body's capacity to withstand it. He hastily withdrew his internal energy and attempted to retreat, wanting to leave with Linghu Chong.

  Suddenly, Fei Bin discovered in horror that his right hand seemed to be tightly connected to Linghu Chong's and couldn't be separated.

  "Heh heh, does it feel good? Is it very satisfying?" Linghu Chong let out a strange laugh and slapped Fei Bin's cheek with his left hand.

  With a "pu" sound, Fei Bin spat out a mouthful of blood. The three Xuan Shan Sect elite disciples and Liu Zhengfeng clearly saw that on the ground behind him, there were two snow-white teeth.

  "You, you dare to hit me?" Fei Bin's words were unclear, he was furious, a top-notch master of the Jianghu world was actually slapped hard by a junior of the Huashan School, even his teeth were knocked out.

  "I'll hit you again, how about that?" Linghu Chong slapped him with his backhand, knocking out two more of Fei Bin's teeth. At the same time, he fully activated the North Ming Divine Art to absorb the pure and true energy within Fei Bin's body.

  "Breathing, Heart Enlarging Technique? How did you learn this demonic skill?"

  Fei Bin was thoroughly frightened, a tyrannical suction force came from Linghu Chong's palm, and the true energy in his body flowed into Linghu Chong's flesh dan Tian through his palm. He seemed to see an ancient great demon appearing out of thin air. What could be more painful and terrifying than losing the power gained from decades of bitter cultivation?

  Linghu Chong exerted his full strength to operate the North Ming Divine Art, absorbing a large amount of true energy from Fei Bin's body into his dantian, where the Golden Elixir could absorb and purify it. Fei Bin's speech was unclear, his expression terrified, and he lost all power to resist as Linghu Chong absorbed the pure true energy from his body.

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