Teng Qing Shan rushed down the mountain at dawn.

  "Green tiger, dont blame me." Teng Qing Shan thought silently in his heart.

  In the midst of the White Horse Gangs thousands of troops, Teng Qing Shan was able to come and go freely. However... he alone charged into the White Horse Gangs thousands of troops. The people of the White Horse Gang could easily guess his identity, and besides, in the midst of the thousands of troops, Teng Qing Shan couldnt even protect Li Luo Xiang, she might still die.

  Teng Qing Shan was well aware of this.

  And the White Horse Gang will definitely wonder: Li Luoxiang, an ordinary girl. Which master can she bring out to fight for her life?

  It cant be Da Li Zhuang, it must be Teng Qing Shan, the legendary number one master of Teng Family Village. Moreover, among thousands of people, so many eyes are fixed on Teng Qing Shan alone. Many bandits have been to Teng Family Village and seen Teng Qing Shan before. Teng Qing Shans unchanged appearance makes him easy to identify.

  When the time comes...

  Disaster will soon befall Tuwei Village!

  For a woman he had never met, the entire Teng Family Village was plunged into crisis. Teng Qing Shan wouldnt do it! Even if he went, there was no guarantee of success. The most important point... He didnt even know Li Luo Xiang, and going would mean not knowing which of the many captured women was Li Luo Xiang!

  In fact, in terms of suffering, other deceased women were equally unfortunate. Should every unfortunate person be rescued by Lu Qing Shan?

  There were many women in the world who suffered and were kidnapped by bandits, and Teng Qing Shan did not have the vanity to want to save all those who suffered. After all, this was a decree of fate that could not be changed by human power.

  "In this chaotic world, I can only strive to protect my people!" Teng Qing Shan said quietly.

  ******

  The bandits of Tie Shan Gang and Bai Ma Gang were killing each other crazily, all the people from Bai Ma Gang had white cloth strips tied on their arms. And all the people from Tie Shan Gang had red cloth strips tied on their arms! After all, in the chaotic battle, with thousands of horses and soldiers, it was impossible to tell who was fighting whom. They could only look at what kind of cloth strip was tied.

  In the eyes of Tie Shans gang, those who wear white cloth strips are killed. Those who dont wear cloth strips are also killed!

  Just kill, kill, kill!!!

  "Whoosh!"

  Teng Qing Shan sneaked into the Iron Mountain Fort, untied a red cloth strip from the arm of an Iron Mountain bandits corpse and tied it around his own arm. Teng Qing Shan looked ahead at the chaotic battle scene: "More than ten thousand people are killing each other, complete chaos. In this chaos, I quietly killed Hong Siye and that young master, who would know?"

  The killing intent that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst out!

  "Hes a traitor." A stern shout came from behind, and an Iron Mountain gangster holding a machete saw Teng Qing Shan disguised as his own brother.

  Hong Qingshan turned his head and glanced back, his eyes cold.

  In an instant, his figure flashed by.

  "Pffft!" Teng Qing Shans right hand flashed like lightning, sweeping across the bandits throat, cutting off half of it. "Hahahaha..." Fresh blood gushed out, and the bandits eyes widened in shock before crashing to the ground. Meanwhile, Teng Qing Shan snatched the machete from the bandits hand. After all, there werent many masters who used long spears in Yicheng, and it would be best not to reveal his identity.

  So, Teng Qing Shan didnt bring the Wheel of Reincarnation Gun.

  With this handle of the chopping knife, Teng Qing Shan quickly advanced forward, approaching the most intense combat area in front.

  ……

  A silver-haired old man, fully clad in armor, sat on a horse with hooves that left prints in the snow. He gazed into the distance and a hint of a smile appeared on his face: "Those three princes from the royal family may be cautious, but they still fell for my trick, haha..."

  "Master." Next to him, a tall and robust man wearing armor and riding a fiery horse smiled and said, "In Yicheng, Master, youve been operating for decades, but this Iron Mountain Gang has expanded wildly. We planted some spies among them... Hmph, no matter how cautious they are, they still cant avoid being hit."

  Having annihilated the internal and external responses, breaking the mountain stronghold is much easier.

  "Zhen Jie!" The silver-haired old man said.

  "Dad." The iron tower man riding a snow treasure horse on one side responded.

  "The three brothers of the Wang family are ruthless and cruel. You have little experience in killing with masters. Today, you will sit in the rear army to prevent anyone from escaping without a fight. Wang He, you will replace your younger brother, lead the White Horse Camp, and when the time comes, assist me in killing the three brothers of the Wang family." Hong Siye ordered calmly.

  "Yes, Master." The man riding the Red Fire Horse replied in succession.

  "Dad, you be careful too." Hong Zhenjie said with some concern.

  "Dont worry! Ive been studying the Cold Moon Knife Technique for decades at White Horse Lake, and my knife skills have improved even further. I wont be reckless, those three Wang brothers dont stand a chance against me. Wang He, youre from White Horse Camp, lets go all out and take down those three Wang brothers first. When the time comes, Iron Mountain Gang will collapse on its own!"

  ******

  Hong Qingshan hid in a loft in the mountain stronghold, gazing out at the distance.

  "I disguised myself as a member of the Iron Mountain Gang, and once I charged into the White Horse Gangs camp, it would only lead to endless slaughter, what a hassle." Teng Qing Shans right hand, which held the chopping knife, was covered in fresh blood. Just now, he had killed dozens of people from the White Horse Gang on his way here, and then hid in this attic.

  Sometimes a white horse rushes in to help, and Teng Qing Shan will send up a knife.

  "Whats most important now is finding Hong Siye and his son. However, Ive never met either of them!" Teng Qing Shan furrowed his brow.

  Hong Siye, the big boss of Yichengs Baima gang, is a legendary figure. Very few people have seen him.

  And his son, Hong Zhenjie, many people only know that the White Horse Gang has a young master who leads the most elite "White Horse Camp", let alone what the young masters name is. Not to mention what he looks like.

  The White Horse Gang usually sends underlings out to collect protection money. Occasionally, the second or third in command will also make an appearance.

  After all, in the White Horse Society, the highest status is the Eldest Master, followed by the Second Master. Then comes the Third Master.

  "Now focus on the three Wang brothers, and at that time, Mr. Hong will definitely come out! Mr. Hong should be very old, and his knife skills should be extremely strong! These two points can determine who is Mr. Hong. As for that young master, he dares to claim to be the second best in the White Horse Society, and his knife skills should also be very fierce." Teng Qing Shan stared closely at the three Wang brothers in the distance.

  ……

  "Haha, Old Hong! Youre only good at playing dirty tricks. If youve got the guts, come and fight us three brothers for a few rounds!" Suddenly, a bald and muscular man appeared like a demon, wielding a pair of red copper hammers and swinging them wildly. The White Horse Gang thugs in front were either having their heads smashed or their bodies crushed.

  The three brothers of the Wang family, the eldest brother Wang Tieshan, holding a mountain-opening knife, unstoppable.

  Lao Er Wang Tie-feng, holding a pair of red copper hammers, hammering people to death.

  Lao San Wang Tie Hai, with a single iron spear, like a jiao dragon.

  The three brothers led the Iron Mountain Gangs elite troops to charge and kill all the way, sweeping away the White Horse Gangs bandits like withering grass. The morale of the Iron Mountain Gang was greatly boosted for a time.

  "Haha, Third Brother, stop shouting. This Old Hong has been hiding in White Horse Lake for decades and has long lost his guts." The bald-headed strong man holding the mountain knife laughed loudly as he swung it down, splitting a White Horse Gang bandit and his horse into two halves with one slash. The White Horse Gang thugs were terrified out of their wits.

  The three brothers of the Wang family were all robust in build and also bald, their faces extremely similar.

  "The three little ones of the Wang family! Arent you looking for me?" A bright and clear voice rang out across the sky, almost everyone on the battlefield heard it. Suddenly, a silver-haired old man wearing full armor and a helmet appeared, holding a long sword reflecting cold light, stepping on the heads of many bandits as he flew over from above.

  At once, the White Horse bandits let out a cheer.

  "What a strong inner power." The three Wang brothers faces slightly changed.

  ……

  Inside the attic.

  Hong Qingshans eyes suddenly lit up, staring at the old man who was displaying his lightness skill: "Fourth Master Hong!"

  ……

  Hong Siye held a long knife in his hand, his body was like a phantom, and he continuously beheaded over a dozen people before flying over a distance of hundreds of feet.

  "Haha, die!" A loud and arrogant laugh.

  Only to see Hong Siyes Cold Moon Knife suddenly turn into more than a dozen knife shadows, simultaneously covering the three Wang brothers. The three Wang brothers were greatly shocked and each held their weapons to block the knife shadows. Eldest brother Wang Tieshan was the strongest, second brother Wang Tiepeng had two crimson hammers with a large protective range and also didnt get injured.

  Only this old three Wang Tiehai had a large knife wound in his chest and abdomen.

  Just once, Hong Siye injured one of them.

  "You three, dont even think about living." Hong Siye landed with his knife in hand, his eyes filled with a hint of arrogance.

  ******

  "Master!" The color of Teng Qing Shans face changed slightly in the attic, "This Hong Si Ye, in an instant, was able to draw his sword eighteen times. This... how can it be so fast? Each and every one of those swords is real, not just a shadow." Teng Qing Shan was very clear that even with his muscular strength, he could only manage to wield about ** strokes of knife shadows at most in an instant.

  Speed cant catch up with Hong Siye.

  Ke Hongs body is absolutely incomparable to his own.

  "This is the power of the Knife Technique Secret Manual?" Teng Qing Shan thought to himself.

  On this vast land of the nine states, countless masters have emerged over the years, and the birth of their secret books is also extraordinary. The "Tianya Xing" manual that Teng Qing Shan cultivated himself relies on internal energy to display his body method, which is much faster than Teng Qing Shans physical limit speed.

  Qinggong has a secret manual, and so do knife methods, sword methods, and spear methods.

  Never underestimate the secret recipe.

  "The swordsmanship is indeed good, but my marksmanship also comes from the thousand-year-old essence of Neijiaquans Wuxingquan, and can easily withstand it. Killing him would be simple." Teng Qing Shan was most skilled in marksmanship after all. "That is... are they riding green-maned horses? Are they wearing armor? Is that the legendary White Horse Regiment?"

  ……

  Hong Siyes knife skills were fierce, but the three Wang brothers joined forces and assisted each other, not falling behind in the slightest. Especially the eldest brother Wang Tieshan left a knife wound on Hong Siye with his opening mountain knife.

  "Bang!" "Bang!"...

  The earth shook with a loud rumble.

  "Its not good." The three brothers of the Wang family changed their faces, and a group of people from the White Horse Gang opened up a path. A team of elite cavalrymen, all wearing armor, charged over, led by a cavalryman holding a knife identical to Hong Siyes, with equally swift and deadly techniques. This elite cavalry unit was unstoppable as they charged forward.

  The armor protection was tight, especially when charging, the Iron Mountain gangsters were easily scattered, and a large number of gangsters were killed.

  But these bandits wanted to kill each other, yet they couldnt even pierce through each others armor.

  This elite cavalry unit of two hundred men was like a steel torrent charging towards the three royal brothers.

  ……

  On the attic, although the horses armor is tightly protected, its coat color is still exposed.

  "This group of people, all wearing armor. The horses are also cyan-maned horses. It must be the White Horse Camp! The one at the front is even a red-fire horse! He is the leader of the White Horse Camp, and his knife skills are just like those of Hong Siye! It should be that young master of the White Horse Gang." Teng Qing Shans eyes turned cold, and he picked up a stone in his hand.

  ……

  The White Horse Camp is an absolutely elite force, and when they charge into battle, its really terrifying.

  They were not afraid of arrows or swords, and that thick armor could easily protect them.

  Just go for it!

  "Second brother, third brother, hide!" Wang Tieshans face changed greatly, and he shouted repeatedly.

  Faced with such a steel torrent, the three brothers of the Wang family, made of flesh and blood, could only choose to hide.

  The people of Baima Ying came like a gust of wind, with numerous long spears thrusting towards the three brothers of the Wang family. Surviving amidst thousands of soldiers and horses... is very difficult, very difficult indeed. At least the three brothers of the Wang family couldnt do it yet.

  "Honk! Honk!"

  The originally injured Lao San Wang Tiehai couldnt escape, was pierced by several long guns in a row, and the whole person was pierced like a sieve, and then was lifted alive.

  "Third Brother!" The fleeing Wang Tieshan and Wang Tieyings faces changed greatly.

  "Haha, you cant escape!" A loud laughter came from the leader of Baima Camp, who was riding a fiery horse and leading his cavalry in a frantic charge towards Wang Tieshan and Wang Tiepeng.

  Just at this time ——

  "Whoosh!"

  It was as if a flying fire meteor flew over from the crowd of Tiě Shān Bāng, streaking across the sky.

  "Poof!" The beam of light pierced through the chest of the White Horse Camp leader, easily penetrating his armor. The leaders eyes widened in shock as he fell off his horse. The cavalrymen behind him immediately reined in their horses, amidst a scene of chaos and confusion.