Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 688: The impact of Liang Ting's death, the end of various grudges
Zhang Zhiwei and Wu Gensheng and their group left one after another, but the traces of the battle remained. The valley under Guishan Mountain was broken, and most of the lush bamboo forest fell down.

In the middle of the bamboo sea, there appeared a huge hole covered with cracks, like an ugly scar, and Liang Ting's tomb was right in the center of this ugly scar.

Shortly after they left, several waves of people arrived at the scene one after another.

The first to arrive were the people from Jianghu Inn.

Jianghu Inn has a branch at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

After all, the Tianshi Mansion is the leading force in the world of strange people and has a lofty status. Many people are paying attention to their every move.

There are also branches of Jianghu Inn on the other side of Sanyi Gate, such as Yinghelou.

This time Zhang Zhiwei brought so many fellow disciples out with him, so naturally they discovered something.

As an intelligence organization, Jianghu Xiaozhan generally does not intervene in disputes, but only records them.

So, they were not present during the previous fight, but now that it is over, they came to collect intelligence.

There were three people coming from Jianghu Xiaozhan. One was responsible for surveying the scene, one was holding a drawing board to record the scene, and another was digging Liang Ting's tomb. The three people had clear division of labor.

The people who investigated the scene, like veteran criminal investigators, were able to reconstruct the fight scene pretty much just from some traces of fighting left on the ground.

This was a familiar task, but this time, the veteran was in trouble.

The results he restored are really hard to believe.

When they came, they knew that the two sides in this battle were the Little Heavenly Master Longhu on one side and the Grand Master of Quanxing, Liang Ting Baiowl on the other.

The Grand Master is fighting against the Young Master. He thought it would be an extremely intense and exciting battle.

The horrific signs of fighting at the scene also proved this point.

He couldn't wait to recreate the scene, hoping to get a glimpse of this ultimate battle from these clues.

But after he restored it, he found that it was not the case at all. This was not an equal battle at all, and it was not even a battle.

It's like a strong adult beating up a skinny child. Can you call this fighting? This is simply bullying!
"What's going on? Was there something wrong..." He began to doubt his own business abilities.

Before joining Jianghu Xiaozhan, he was the chief of Dali Temple in the previous dynasty. He handled at least 800 cases, if not a thousand. He never made any major mistakes in restoring the scene.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the young master's opponent and it's not Liang Ting? That's not right. Those marks were clearly caused by Rou Gu!" He came to Liang Ting's tomb with a puzzled look on his face.

Liang Ting's tomb had been dug up, and his dead appearance was revealed to several people, but because his head was crushed by a foot, his face was unrecognizable and it was impossible to judge from his appearance.

"Is this the white owl Liang Ting?" he asked.

The inn staff member in charge of the autopsy said, "Although the body was badly damaged, judging from the broken soft bones and the black tendons left on the body, it is undoubtedly Liang Ting. By the way, how is your restoration going?"

“The restoration is complete, but the result is hard for me to believe!”

"How unbelievable?" the coroner asked.

"The traces of destruction at the scene, apart from a huge lightning mark, were mostly caused by Liang Ting's soft bones and his body hitting the ground."

"Based on these traces, I can only conclude that Liang Ting has been attacking continuously. As for the little Taoist priest, it seems that he has not made any attack and has been passively taking the beating until..."

He pointed to the long lightning streak from the valley to the bamboo forest and said:
"It was not until Liang Ting tried to escape that they exchanged a few brief blows. This is why the battlefield moved from the valley to the bamboo forest."

"In short, this battle is too strange. Liang Ting, the Grandmaster, seems to be very vulnerable in front of the Little Heavenly Master, just like a child facing an adult. Do you think the secret letter sent back to the headquarters needs to be written like this?"

The person in charge of the autopsy said, "I think it's okay. Did you notice that although the young master brought a lot of people this time, they were all junior disciples. Not only did they not pose a threat to Liang Ting, but they were also a burden."

"But even so, he still brought it, and brought it back intact, which shows that he was confident. Perhaps the facts are as you inferred."

"I understand!" The restorer nodded and sighed, "Speaking of which, those of us stationed at the Longhushan branch are also people who often hear about Zhang Zhiwei's deeds. This kid has always been an existence beyond imagination. Every time we collect information about him, we almost refresh our cognition. Thinking about it this way, the previous incredible things seem to make sense."

At this time, the person in charge of mapping the scene had already recorded everything and notified them to prepare to evacuate.

The man in charge of the autopsy put Liang Ting's body back as it was, closed the tomb, and then the three of them disappeared in Guishan in a flash.

Not long after the people at Jianghu Inn left, another group of people arrived. Most of these people had ferocious faces. Some carried weapons, like knights-errant, and some wore colorful clothes, like alchemists.

If the previous Jianghu Xiaozhan intelligence personnel had not left, they would definitely be able to recognize that these were all Quanxing monsters, but most of them were unknown people with weak strength.

After all, Guishan is not far from Longhushan. It would be too conspicuous for a master from Quanxing to appear here, which would easily attract the attention of Longhushan.

It’s just some small minions who few people care about, and as long as they don’t commit any serious crimes, generally no one cares.

Liang Ting held a high position in Quanxing. As soon as he died, Mrs. Liu from Quanxing, who was in charge of communications, announced the news of his death.

Some of the nearby Quan Xing minions learned that Liang Ting had died at the hands of the Little Heavenly Master, and also found out that the Little Heavenly Master had passed away, so they made an appointment to come and see him.

A Taoist priest in colorful clothes looked at Liang Ting's tombstone and said:
"Liang Ting's Tomb? The Niubizi of Longhu Mountain was so kind that he beat someone to death and still buried him and erected a tombstone for him?"

A bald man holding a nine-ring broadsword spat and said with disdain:

"People in the right path all like to do these hypocritical things. Isn't it said in the martial arts world that the little Taoist priest is a ruthless person who only cares about killing and not burying? How come he is doing such pretentious things? It's really disgusting."

"He is just a hypocrite after all. If someday, our Quan Xing masters can kill the little Taoist priest, it would be so impressive. I would even walk with my back straight."

Another person said, "This may not be easy. We besieged them last time, but the tomb guardian boy, the monk Dengcao and others all died. We didn't succeed that time, so it will be difficult to do it again..."

But at this moment, a bone-chilling chill suddenly enveloped them.

"Could it be that Niubizi has an ambush?"

The bald man just now roared angrily and raised the nine-ring sword in his hand high. Although the sword was heavy, it seemed particularly light in his hand. He immediately slashed towards the area he sensed.

He was using the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword Technique. Even though the Breaking Door Sword sounded a bit unimpressive, in his hand it still swung out several crescent-shaped blade qi that were several meters long.

A few sword energies chopped on the ground, leaving several blades about three inches deep, while those that chopped in the air disappeared after flying about ten meters.

However, after all the operations, apart from making the already messy ground even more messy, no one was hit.

But at this moment, creepy cold laughter was heard all around.

Then, something incredible happened. The bald man's head suddenly fell off, and blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain. His headless body was still waving the nine-ring broadsword, and it was not until his head fell to the ground that his body fell down.

All the other Quan Xing monsters looked at this scene with horror. They didn't see how the other party made the move until the bald man's head fell to the ground.

"This clean and efficient killing method doesn't seem like that of a Taoist priest, but more like that of a killer." One of them said in panic.
"It's the killer. This is the Tang Clan's hidden line, just like a trap. Everyone, don't move. Be careful or you might get beheaded!" One of the men in black clothes was quite knowledgeable and shouted quickly.

Upon hearing the reminder, everyone stopped and stood still.

But some people still didn't have time to react and took a few more steps. By the time they wanted to stop, it was too late. They felt intense pain all over their bodies, not strong, but like being bitten by an ant.

But then, the pain quickly intensified, a large amount of blood began to appear on the body, and horrible blood marks ran through the body.

Under the immersion of blood, the originally invisible objects suddenly took shape, and turned out to be strands of silk threads that were invisible to the naked eye.

These silk threads were extremely sharp and cut off the man's limbs in an instant, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Meanwhile, those who stood still began to suffer.

There was a subtle sound of breaking air in the air, very small, very sharp, and very dense...

These thin lines were closing in quickly, and for a moment, shrill screams were heard one after another, and thick and fishy blood splattered.

These monsters, each with their own unique methods, were like insects caught in a spider's web, unable to struggle at all.

Some people were struggling to resist and trying to cut the filaments, but there were constant sounds of breaking air in the air, and from time to time someone's head would be blown off by inexplicable means.

Someone was attacking in secret, and they had no way of discovering it. Only a few people who had the ability to protect themselves were still able to protect themselves.

For a while, people kept dying. As the death toll increased, the area was covered in blood.

The blood hung on the threads, making them visible.

I saw that the bamboo forest was covered with transparent threads. These threads were so thin that they were barely noticeable, yet incredibly tough. They were like a dense spider web that enveloped them all.

"Such a sophisticated and powerful method of hidden line control belongs to the Tang Sect killer, White Spider Youke." Someone shouted.

"This thread is poisonous, and the one who took action is Green Spider Youshou!" another person roared.

As soon as he finished speaking, two people, one tall and one short, walked out of thin air.

The tall one, wearing black clothes, has a strong build, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a fierce face. This is the Green Spider Youshou.

The shorter one, wearing white clothes, with flowing white hair and a handsome face, is the White Spider Youke.

The Tang Sect has many methods, and each disciple has his own specialty. Gao Yingcai is good at hidden weapons, especially controlling objects. Dong Chang is good at poison barriers. Xu Xin has all kinds of methods, but he is good at everything. Yu Gu is good at Xu Bu...

You Ke and You Shou are best at using hidden lines, so they are also nicknamed the White-Green Spider.

Seeing You Ke and You Shou appear, a Quan Xing disciple whose hands and feet were cut off by the hidden thread roared in dismay:

"The little celestial master of Longhu Mountain is fighting with the white owl of Quanxing. What does this have to do with you, the Tang Sect? Why are you here to join in the fun?"

Some people were begging for mercy, saying that they had no grudges against them and asked them to let them go.

"We are not without grudges." White Spider You Ke said grimly, "We found out Liang Ting's whereabouts and came to kill him, but it seems we are a little late. Now Liang Ting is dead, so we'll just take your heads to make up the number. After all, we're here, so we can't make a wasted trip."

"Stop talking nonsense and kill them!" said Green Spider Youshou.

After saying that, the two of them tightened the invisible lines at the same time. Countless sharp lines like blades passed through the bodies of those people. Their entire bodies were instantly torn into pieces and turned into scarlet blood flowers.

After everyone died, the air twisted and more people appeared. One of them had white hair like dead grass, a haggard figure, and a sad face. It was Gao Yingcai, a master of the Tang Sect.

Next to him were his disciple Zhang Wang and a Tang Sect master wearing a grey robe and a long mustache.

The last assassination attempt on Liang Ting failed, and Gao Yingcai lost his loved ones. Even his beloved daughter went crazy due to the humiliation she suffered.

Once the Tang Clan accepts an order, the pursuit will not stop as long as the employer does not cancel the order and the target does not die.

These days, Gao Yingcai wanted to kill his enemies all the time.

Finally, the people inside the sect issued another order to hunt down Liang Ting. This time, an elite team came, but the leader was not Gao Yingcai, but Tang Houren.

Tang Houren is a junior fellow of Tang Clan leader Tang Bingwen, and is also one of the very few people in Tang Clan who knows Dan Shi.

It is different from the close-range but terrifying number of Dan Shi of the big master Tang Jiaren, and it is also different from the three super long-range Dan Shi of Tang Menzhang.

Tang Houren only has one Danxi, which is not only the least in number, but also has a shorter attack range than the master.

In the beginning, he thought he was useless.

But gradually, he discovered that when he circulated Qi and used Dan Shi, the occupancy rate of his own meridians was very low.

This means that when he activates Dan Shi, not only is it little affected on his own actions, but he can also take into account some other means, such as the phantom body barrier.

The Illusion Body Barrier can make one physically invisible, and combined with the Tang Sect's method of concealing Qi, it can make the Tang Sect's killers come and go without a trace.

But this has great limitations. If the target is powerful or has strong perception, it can be easily detected.

In the Tang Sect, the best way to conceal Qi is Dan Shi.

Once Dan Shi is activated, one's own aura will completely disappear, and the effect is far superior to any means of concealing one's aura.

It's just that Dan Shi is a big method that occupies a lot of Qi trajectory and penetrates the three Dantians. Once Dan Shi is activated, many other methods cannot be used.

But this does not apply to Tang Houren.

He can use Dan Shi to conceal his breath, and use Huan Shen Barrier to conceal his body.

The combination of the two would be impossible to detect unless one was extremely skilled in observation.

Therefore, even though his Dan Shi is small in number and close in distance, he is still a very scary killer.

(End of this chapter)