The Fifteenth Clearing the Gate

  What was once a dominant force in the boxing world is now dead, with those who left and stayed behind being nothing but disciples bought by Lu Bei's wealth. Although their numbers are not as many as before, they still have around 200 people, and with the help of the Tianying Sect, they believe that recruiting new disciples will be better in the future. Looking at their young junior sister, they can only feel sympathy for her, unable to help her.

  Thus, Zilan was taken back to the Tianying Sect by Zhang Hanlong, leaving behind the cold and clear Fist Gate, which should be said to be the Tianying Sect. Lu Bei declared to them that in the future, they would learn the mid-level martial arts of the Yellow Rank, which were even more powerful than the 38 fist techniques of the Fist Gate, and use these martial arts to win people's hearts.

  At this time, a young man who looked like he was twenty-one or two years old walked out from behind the mountain gate. After Lu Yu's death, his faction had also been cleaned up by the master of the sect. So the disciples at the entrance of the back mountain were no longer there before, and Tang Yan entered the former fist gate very smoothly. What made him feel a little strange was that the familiar disciples he usually knew had all changed into black clothes.

  "This is Tianying Sect, young man, where are you from?" A disciple of Zhang Hanlong's Tianying Sect who was stationed here asked.

  "Seventh, Seventh Brother?" Some of the disciples in the back stuttered and said.

  "What's with Seventh Brother? Seven... Could it be that this is the last disciple collected by Tian Xiong? Alright, very well, Heaven has a road but he doesn't take it, Hell has no door yet he insists on rushing in. Brothers, kill him for me!" The Heavenly Eagle Sect disciples said, waving at their brothers behind them.

  Unfortunately, the original Fist Gate people did not listen to his orders. Only a few Tianying Sect disciples rushed towards Tang Yan, surrounding him and preparing to attack at any moment. Facing these few insignificant people, Tang Yan ignored them, now his heart was tied to the safety of his little junior sister.

  "What's going on here? Where is Purple Orchid?" Tang Yan bellowed at the disciple behind him, then glared at him with a venomous gaze and said: "It's best if you confess everything from start to finish, otherwise don't blame me for not cherishing our past relationship."

  As Tang Yan said this, the Tianying Sect disciples began to attack him. Before their knives even touched his clothes, they were flying back like cannonballs, falling to the ground and dying in agony.

  "Seventh, Seventh Shixiong, you must save our little Shimei!" one of the disciples said as they saw Tang Yan swing his fists and knock out these thugs.

  "What's going on?" Tang Yan grabbed the collar of the servant who had run to his front and lifted it high, staring at him with wide eyes, scaring the servant so much that he trembled all over.

  "Yes, it's the sect leader. No, it's Lu Bei and that guy who colluded with external enemies, killed Tian Xiong, Fifth Brother, and now he's sending Little Sister to be protected by the Tian Ying Sect! Seventh Brother, you must go save Little Sister quickly!" Although he was very afraid of Tang Yan, he still told him about this.

  "Damn it, Lu Bei, I'm going to kill you!" Tang Yan then threw the door open and turned into a shadow, charging towards the inner hall.

  The original disciples followed behind, and to put it simply, although they had been hostile towards Tang Yan before, at that time they were all unaware and had been misled. Now the situation was clear, they believed that Tang Yan would not kill them, after all, in this fist gate, they still had some feelings for each other. Just like Tang Yan, who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, he said he didn't care about the fist gate, but in his heart, he still had some attachment to his little junior sister.

  In the inner chamber, Lu Bei somehow found a few women and sat them on the armchair, holding one of them on his lap, with one hand inside her clothes. He was extremely pleased, and the woman also seemed to be enjoying herself, making "mmm" sounds under Lu Bei's palm, her face flushing like a peach blossom.

  However, she soon cried out in a low voice. A young man with a pale face stood before the two of them, his eyes fixed tightly on them, scaring the woman so much that she jumped. The jade hand continuously patted and touched the demon claw that had entered her clothes, saying that someone was inside, telling it to stop quickly.

  "Damn it, that guy is so shameless, does he think I'll throw him out? You... how are you here!" Lu Bei looked towards the door and was startled, jumping back and throwing the woman in his arms to one side.

  "Ouch, I'm going to die! You rascal who's finished with being a nun, my butt is killing me!" said the disheveled woman, mature and full of charm, rubbing her buttocks.

  However, she soon couldn't scold anymore. Seeing Lu Bei sit up, his body's faint aura spreading outwards, his clothes fluttering without wind, the woman was so scared that she ran back to the inner chamber. Hiding inside the inner chamber, they heard a series of 'pa pa, long, long long' sounds from the outer chamber, followed by pig-like screams. These screams, she recognized, were made by Lu Bei.

  If she ran outside to look, she would definitely see Tang Yan stepping on Lu Bei's leg with one foot and breaking off his arm with the other. Then he broke off his other thigh as well. The pain caused Lu Bei to pass out, but soon he woke up again, only to find that three of his limbs had been broken by Tang Yan. With a fearful gaze, he looked at this powerful young man, recalling the situation earlier, and before he could even react, he was punched in the abdomen three times, with at least a few ribs broken.

  "You can't kill me, you've killed me, Tianying Sect won't let you go!" Lu Bei cursed while spitting out blood.

  "I'm telling you, you piece of trash, killing Tian Xiong was one thing, but becoming the sect leader and not even sparing me? You've even sold out our junior sister! If I don't kill you today, how can I face her in the future?" Tang Yan raised his foot high again, ready to stomp on him once more.

  "Ah!" Lu Bei let out a sharp cry again.

  "Speak up, where is Little Sister? Tell me and I'll give you a quick death!" Tang Yan's foot kept stomping on the broken bone.

  "Ah, ah......" she cried out a few times, then fainted and fell unconscious.

  "Damn it, just pretend I'm dead."

  Tang Yan finished speaking, his right hand pulled out the Snow Piercer from behind his back, and without saying another word, he slashed down at his arm with a sword. Blood splattered everywhere. The hall above let out another scream, and Lu Bei, who had just fainted, was awakened by the pain to find that one of his arms had been severed by Tang Yan. His face was whiter than paper as he stared at Tang Yan and said:

  "Little sister was taken away by Zhang Hanlong in the Tianying Sect, Seventh Brother, I am sorry to you, I deserve to die, please save Little Sister for me!" At this time, he finally spoke out a human word.

  However, Tang Yan ignored him and only looked at the Blowing Snow in his hand, saying: "It's indeed a good thing, not a single drop of blood is stained!"

  Tang Yan finished speaking, and the snowflakes on his hand fell gently again. Another arm also separated from Lu Bei's shoulder, and Lu Bei suddenly fainted in pain. The disciples who had been surrounding the gate of the main hall looked at Tang Yan's ruthless move, and their hearts trembled with coldness. However, they did not leave, as if waiting for Tang Yan's command.

  "You don't like women, do you? I'll make sure you can't be a man for the rest of your life!" Tang Yan saw that this guy was carefree and didn't worry about Little Shifu's affairs at all. The Blowing Snow on his hand fell behind once again, but this time it wasn't on his legs, but rather in between them.

  It's okay, that old man is asleep, otherwise he would scold Tang Yan when he knows Tang Yan used his blow snow to cut that smelly thing. A good weapon for killing and fighting is still acceptable, but Tang Yan uses it to cut dirty and smelly things, he will definitely be angry to death, even if he doesn't die of anger, the blow snow won't be happy either!

  Last time, the old man in Longquan told Tang Yan to feel the Snow Blade carefully, but Tang Yan's heart was always tied up with his little junior sister's affairs and he couldn't calm down, otherwise he would have definitely discovered that the Snow Blade was an extraordinary weapon!

  "Ah!" Another mournful cry, Lu Bei woke up from his coma, saw the blood flowing from between his legs, and couldn't accept this cruel reality, soon fainted again.

  "It's not that easy to die! You go to the pharmacy and help him stop the bleeding, can't let him die!" Tang Yan said to the disciple outside the door.

  They heard Tang Yan's words, and more than a dozen disciples outside the door slowly came back to their senses, hurriedly ran in, looked at Tang Yan with great fear, and then ran to the so-called medicine room to find medicine.

  In this world, the invention of elixirs is very advanced. Some elixirs can greatly increase one's strength after consumption, and there are also some elixirs that can save a person as long as they still have a breath left. As for wound medicine, this goes without saying; wound medicine is the most common thing among elixirs, and sects naturally collect many of these medicines. Tang Yan has used them many times before, so he naturally knows their benefits. For Lu Bei's situation, they can help him stop bleeding, and staying in bed for half a year should allow him to walk again.

  It's just that I don't know if he wants to live on after waking up without hands and without being a man, but Tang Yan doesn't care about him now. What's important is that Tang Yan must go to the Tianying Sect to find his younger sister.

  "Which of you will go to Zhang Hanlong's house?" Tang Yan asked, putting the snow blower back on his back.

  "We will all go!" they heard Tang Yan say.

  "Then who among you can run the fastest?" Tang Yan asked again, because he couldn't ride a horse and planned to run over to say it.

  "Little Tian, Little Tian is the fastest among us, he can run even faster than a horse!" They pointed to a boy about Tang Yan's age.

  "Alright, Xiao Tian, lead the way and take me to Zhang Hanlong's house immediately. I want to save Little Shifu!" Tang Yan lifted him up with one hand and ran towards the mountain gate.

  This was Tang Yan's first time down the mountain, facing the outside world. He had heard about it before when he was with his junior sister, but now that he was out of the mountain gate, looking at those ancient Warring States things, it was another feeling.

  "Seventh Brother, go this way!" Thanks to Tang Yan pulling on his collar to help him run, their speed was not ordinary at all.

  "Don't call me Seventh Brother, I'm not your Seventh Brother now. Call me Tang Yan. Damn it, there's no good person in this world." Tang Yan ran towards the direction of Little Tian, saying.

  When Tang Yan ran out for half a mile, he felt someone following behind him. Although the speed was not as fast as his, Tang Yan could sense that this person was Fourth Brother. He was one of the few people in the Fist Gate Sect who could stay alive, and it seemed that he had been waiting outside for an opportunity all along. Now that he saw Tang Yan appear, naturally he wouldn't let go of this chance.

  Tang Yan carried Xue on his back and held Xiao Tian in one hand, advancing at a speed of 100 meters per second. Along the way, they ran past many villages and two small towns.

  Finally, I arrived at a very lively Zhangjiatun. Today, Zhangjiatun is so lively because their town head is going to marry again. And this town head is the Left Protector of the Tianying Sect, Zhang Handong. As for his wife, no need to mention, everyone knows. Yesterday, he rushed back and didn't even send out wedding invitations, just sent a few younger brothers to invite the elderly villagers and the merchants in the small town to come and drink at the wedding.

  "Damn it, getting married several times a month, and each time at least three hundred gold coins as gifts, isn't this robbery?" a small merchant cursed.

  "Don't be so loud, I heard that this time, he's brought back the little golden treasure who snatched the boxing champion, a stunning beauty, a top-notch beauty!" said another fellow merchant.

  "Ah, I've heard this too!"