The martial arts arena was in a state of chaos, those horse bandits took advantage of the warhorses speed to swing out with one knife, one knife absolutely having the power of a thousand pounds, how could ordinary people withstand it?

  "Clang!"

  One slash landed on the long spears shaft, cutting it off, and in the process, a large wound was carved out on the tribesmans body, with flesh and blood bursting forth, and fresh blood flowing freely.

  "Second Brother." The other tribesmen immediately dragged the injured tribesman to the back while thrusting out their long spears, fending off those knife-wielding horse bandits.

  "Haha......" The horse thieves burst out laughing.

  "Hah!" A fierce bandit, clad in iron armor and with a headscarf wrapped around his head, swung down his massive battle-axe from atop his warhorse, aiming to cleave the skull of a helpless Teng clan member. The latter was caught off guard, staring up at his impending doom.

  "Die." The horse thief burst out laughing again.

  Just at this time ——

  "Hiss!" A steel spear burst into the air, clanging loudly as it blocked the incoming blade. The one wielding this steel spear was none other than Teng Yongxiang, the spear master of Teng Village. Teng Yongxiang was originally a top-notch hero within his clan, and after practicing Tiger Fist for four years, he had also developed internal energy, greatly increasing his physical strength.

  "Come down!" Teng Yongxiang shouted loudly.

  Only to see that the iron spear was suddenly drawn out, directly suppressing the chopping knife, and the spear was drawn on the horse thiefs body, making a "peng" sound. The horse thief flew up in the air, knocked against another horse thief beside him, and rolled to the ground.

  "Rustle rustle rustle~~"

  The entire band of horse thieves finally came to a stop, and the leader of the horse thieves, who had ridden his crimson horse to the deepest part of the group, suddenly turned his head and stared at Teng Yongxiang. He burst out laughing: "Haha, its said outside that the men of the Teng family village are brave and strong, and indeed you have some real ability. You havent disappointed me."

  Tieshan Gangs strategy for extorting money is very simple: they rush forward and hack a few people, regardless of whether they are dead or alive, and then demand money.

  The Iron Mountain Gangs leader, Wang Tiashan, once said in his old haunt: "We are robbers, we are bandits! Because those civilians fear robbers, thats why they pay their annual taxes! If they dont fear, if theyre not terrified? Why would they give us money? The White Horse Gang has accumulated too much prestige, our Iron Mountain Gang is newly established, so we must use ruthless methods to intimidate Yicheng, only then can we do business easily. When we go to those villages, regardless of anything else, first kill a few people, whether theyre dead or alive, those civilians will naturally be afraid. Afraid is what makes them give us money...... Otherwise, theyll think we have good temper! Hmph...... As for those who dare resist, get rid of them for me. Those who dare to fight back, Ill kill them!"

  Tieshan Bang has a total of three masters, and the other two masters also highly agree with their elder brothers words.

  Three brothers have been wandering around Kyushu for decades and have their own understanding of this world.

  Do you want money?

  Its extremely spicy!

  "The second master, that kid is quite capable, Ill take care of him."

  "Hand him over to me, Ill take care of him with just two moves."

  Around the leader of the horse thieves, there was a group of men riding blue-maned war horses, who spoke in a flurry.

  This green-maned warhorse is indeed the "Green-Maned Horse" of Qingzhou, and it requires several hundred taels of silver. The ordinary horses ridden by other bandits have yellowish-brown coats and are local products of Yangzhou, which can be purchased for only a few dozen taels of silver. What horse one rides also reveals ones status among the bandits.

  "Everyone retreats." Teng Yongxiang said continuously.

  The tribesmen retreated together on the martial arts field, holding long guns and being cautious. At this time, many of the tribespeople who had been staying at home had already rushed to the martial arts field. As a large village with over 2,000 people, the village was still very big. Teng Qing Shan, Teng Yong Fan and others were also on their way there.

  "Third son, Ill give you a chance. You, with the iron spear, go deal with him." The leader of the horse thieves said with a faint smile.

  The thorn in his side must be removed!

  "Yes, Second Master."

  Behind him, one of the eighteen men riding a green-maned horse held a long knife that was only two fingers wide, with a relatively thin back, looking somewhat like a sword.

  "Old fellow, youre going to die." Sanzi burst out laughing, Teng Yongxiang was already over forty this year.

  "Hū." This bandit, called Sān Zǐ, held a long narrow knife and with a burst of energy, leapt from his horse to over a zhang high, like an eagle swooping down on Teng Yongxiang. The long knife in his hand was raised above his head, bringing with it a terrifying force as it chopped down through the air.

  Hong Yongxiang stood calmly, tightly grasping the long spear in his hand.

  "Hiss." Teng Yongxiangs eyes snapped open, and the long spear in his hand seemed to be a poisonous dragon emerging from its lair, thrusting out swiftly.

  "Huh?" The young horse thiefs face changed slightly as he hovered in mid-air, his long knife speeding up and leaving a trail of illusions, just barely chopping onto the head of that iron spear.

  "Clang!" "Clang!"

  Two consecutive sounds, the long spear made of hard iron was chopped and flew back to one side.

  "Hmph." The young horse thief sneered, his knife flashing as he suddenly changed direction and stabbed straight at Tong Yongxiangs chest.

  "Yongxiang!" At this time, Teng Yongfan, who had just rushed to the martial arts arena from the weapons shop, saw this scene from a distance and his face changed greatly. However, he was unable to come to their aid in time.

  Just at this time ——

  "Stop!"

  It was as if a thunderclap had sounded in the sky, this loud shout even startled the horses to jump wildly, causing several horse bandits to be frightened off their horses and roll to the ground. At the same time, a terrifying sharp whistling sound began to rise.

  "Whoosh!"

  A spine-tingling and terrifying howl!

  A flying knife that pierces through space!

  "Master!" The horse thief called Third Son paled, the flying knife was too fast, leaving him no room to dodge.

  "Pffft!"

  A cold light flashed by.

  "Ah!" cried the bandit nicknamed Third Son, as he fell to the ground, clutching his chest and curling up in agony. Blood continued to seep out from his wound. There was also a bloody hole on his back. The flying dagger had pierced through his front chest and exited from his back, lodging itself into the wooden fence of the Teng familys martial arts training grounds far away.

  "Expert!" The leader sitting on the Red Fire Horse, the Second Master, turned his head towards the direction of the flying dagger.

  The other bandits on the green-maned horses also turned their heads to look over.

  Only one young man wearing linen clothes and with a clear face, holding an iron spear, had already arrived at the forefront of the Teng clan.

  "What incredible speed!" The two masters were shocked in their hearts. Others couldnt tell where the loud shout came from, but he could distinguish it. "Just now, that young man in casual clothes was still tens of feet away, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived here. This speed is truly fast enough. And... his internal energy is also extremely strong."

  With that loud shout, Second Master had already determined that his opponent was an internal power expert.

  "Green Mountain!"

  "Green mountain, you have arrived."

  The men of the Teng family were overjoyed one by one, and Teng Qing Shan nodded and looked at Teng Yongxiang beside him: "Big brother, are you okay?"

  "Its nothing, but Qing Shan, be careful. There are many masters among these bandits." Teng Yongxiang lowered his voice, "Especially that leader riding the Red Fire Horse, hes the one who used that red copper hammer to smash our Teng Family Manors gate with just one strike. He definitely has the strength of a thousand kilograms and is a top-notch martial artist!"

  Possessing ten thousand kilograms of martial power is what makes a first-rate warrior.

  "Dont worry, Uncle, Ive got this." Teng Qing Shan said, as he also let out a sigh of relief. Earlier, he was practicing Xing Yi San Ti Shi in the backyard when he heard the horseshoe sound and immediately rushed over. However, the horse bandits had burst through the front gate, charged in, and attacked Teng Yong Xiang before he could react, all within a very short time.

  Teng Qings home was far from the martial arts arena, and it would take a while to get there. After all, this was a large estate with over 2,000 people.

  Fortunately, Teng Qing Shan was extremely fast and managed to catch up at the last moment.

  "Ive seen all of you Iron Mountain gangs good men." Teng Qing Shan bowed his hand, his eyes gleaming like a knife as he swept his gaze over the group of horse bandits from the Iron Mountain gang. Just now, because of a loud shout, many of the bandits had been scared off their horses, and it was clear that many of them still held some fear towards Teng Qing Shan.

  "Haha... what a fine man!" The second master of the house loudly praised, "I didnt expect Tanjia Village to have such a good fellow, admirable."

  "With one hammer blow, I broke the main gate of Teng Family Village. Iron Mountain Gangs good men, I also admire them very much." Teng Qing Shan said loudly.

  At this moment, the men in the house arrived one after another at the martial arts training ground. Teng Yunlong also arrived, but he didnt say a word.

  "However, since youve hurt the Iron Mountain gang, I have to give my brothers an explanation. You have two options: one, pay 10,000 taels of silver; or two, I have thirteen little rascals under me, if you can survive their attack, then this matter will be settled." The bandit leader said condescendingly.

  These two masters also understood that if they didnt suppress Teng Qing Shan today, they might not be able to get much silver from the Teng family.

  "Oh, then Ill try Iron Mountain Gangs good men, what kind of tricks they have." Teng Qing Shan said with a light smile.

  "Very good, you have guts." The leader of the horse thieves waved his hand, "Make way for a circle, brothers, lets see what this Hanzi from Zhangjia Village is capable of."

  The horse thieves immediately cleared a large circle.

  "Green Mountain." Teng Yunlong and Teng Yongfan, among others, stood by, worriedly saying.

  "Green Mountain, we cant resist, lets just give them some silver and be done with it." Teng Yunlong said in a low voice, while his mother, Yuan Lan, looked at her son with worry.

  "Dont worry, Uncle." Teng Qing Shan smiled easily, his smile seemingly infecting the people around him, including Tuan Yun Long. "Since hes the leader of Tie Shan Gang and wants me to give some pointers to his thirteen little followers, Ill have to give him some face. Lets help him out and give them some guidance." Teng Qing Shan deliberately let those bandits hear his words.

  "Hmph, speaking loudly, arent you afraid of biting off your tongue!" With a loud shout, the thirteen men riding on the green-maned horses all jumped up.

  Wow! Wow! Wow!

  In mid-air, these thirteen men drew out a sharp sword from their backs.

  "If you have the ability, come and fight us." Those thirteen young men were all holding long swords. Generally, in a large-scale melee, knives had an advantage, while in single combat, long swords had an advantage. All of these young men carried long swords on their backs, and it was obvious that... they had been tempered with silver for a long time.

  "The horse thieves have formed a large circle, and once Qing Shan enters the circle. If the horse thieves are not trustworthy, they will attack in groups, which is very dangerous." Teng Qing said in a low voice, with some concern.

  "Green Mountain!"

  "Brother Qing Shan."

  Many people from various tribes looked worriedly at Mount Qing.

  Teng Qing Shan just smiled, then held a long spear in his hand and walked directly into the empty circle in the center of the horse thieves. He was alone, facing many horse thieves. The thirteen sword-wielding men had already surrounded Teng Qing Shan, with their leader sneering: "Well give you a chance to make the first move, otherwise... you wont have a chance to make a move."

  "Believe it or not, Ill pierce your throat with one knife." Teng Qing Shan smiled as he looked at the sword-wielding man.

  The man with the sword changed color slightly, Teng Qing Shans flying knife, these people just saw it earlier.

  "Everyone, get to work." The leader bellowed.