Chapter 223: Beat Him Hard!
The girl immediately stood in front of Jiang Tianzong, holding the peach wood sword with a serious and righteous expression: “Old grandpa, don’t be afraid! With me here, I absolutely won’t let this evil path get arrogant!”
Zhong Xueliu had no doubt at all that Jiang Tianzong would lie to her, after all, over these years she and her master had caught no less than several hundred evil paths.
These evil paths were the most skilled at disguise, the most cunning group of people, and their public images included men, women, old and young.
So when she saw Nan Yuanman holding the copper coin sword against the neck of Jiang Tianzong, this ordinary old man, she immediately assumed she was an evil path.
Feng Jingcheng, who had hurried over just the same, got angry upon hearing this: “You’re talking nonsense! My younger sister is nowhere near an evil path! Stop spouting your damn bullshit!”
“You this rotten old man are bad through and through! Clearly you came first to cause trouble, and now that you can’t beat Yuanman, you’re splashing dirty water on her, right!”
Facing the furious Feng Jingcheng, Zhong Xueliu frowned and advised: “Mister, even if she was your younger sister before, she isn’t anymore now!”
“If according to what you say, she’s not an evil path, then why did she just hold a copper coin sword against this old man’s neck?”
“You saying this old man came to cause trouble is even more baseless nonsense!”
She could sense that the old man she was protecting behind her was just an ordinary person!
How could an ordinary person produce such towering ghost energy?
This little girl who looked only five years old was different; there were traces of cultivation on her body, and like her, she was a Xuanmen sorcerer.
Zhong Xueliu said with a grim face: “Don’t be fooled by her appearance! If you don’t want to get hurt, get behind me right now!”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m just an ordinary person with no power to tie up a chicken, how could these black things possibly be something I produced?”
Jiang Tianzong pitifully chimed in: “Master, you must take her down, act in heaven’s stead!”
Feng Jingcheng was so angry he laughed; he was just about to argue for Nan Yuanman when Nan Yuanman furiously gripped her copper coin sword and charged over: “It’s one thing to keep slandering me as an evil path, but you hurt my father! You’re asking for a beating!”
Feng Congqian, who was observing Zhong Xueliu with his gaze on the badge at her chest, was startled by Nan Yuanman suddenly rushing out.
He recognized it; this badge was an official item, and this girl was probably someone sent by the official side.
Feng Congqian still didn’t know how strong Zhong Xueliu was and feared Nan Yuanman would get hurt, so he instinctively reached out to stop her.
But Nan Yuanman’s speed was too fast, and her figure too nimble; like a mudfish, she slipped right out of his grasp.
“Hmph! Big talk, I can deal with you with one hand!” Zhong Xueliu sneered coldly, gripped her peach wood sword, and charged forward too.
Jiang Tianzong, whom she was protecting behind her, slowly curled his lips into a smile filled with evil aura; while everyone’s attention was on those two, he quietly took a talisman from his pocket and held it in his hand, his gaze locked tightly on Nan Yuanman…
“Clang!”
The peach wood sword and copper coin sword clashed against each other, producing a crisp sound.
Before Zhong Xueliu could feel smug, the next second, the expression on her face instantly froze.
She saw the blade of the peach wood sword in her hand crack with a snap, and with two more cracks, it broke right in the middle!
Zhong Xueliu cried out in heartbreak: “Ah! My peach wood sword!”
This was the peach wood sword her master had painstakingly found for her, nearly fifty years old!
And now it was broken just like that!
Zhong Xueliu was heartbroken, but she also knew this ‘evil path’s’ magic tool was superior to hers, so she quickly retreated, pulled out a handful of talismans, and scattered them toward Nan Yuanman.
At the same time, she chanted incantations with her hands and intoned lowly: “By the decree of Taishang Laojun whom I serve, exterminate all evil under heaven! Golden light appear swiftly, obliterate evil souls! Hasten as per the command!”
The moment Zhong Xueliu scattered her talismans, Jiang Tianzong, who had been waiting for the right moment to act, fiercely threw out the talisman in his hand too.
Zhong Xueliu only felt an extremely thick evil aura coming from behind her; a dark light flew past the corner of her eye and mixed into the talismans she had scattered.
Zhong Xueliu: “!!!”
She turned her head in full shock to look behind her, only to see Jiang Tianzong’s limping back as he fled outward.
Feng Yuli and the others, who had just settled the guests and were rushing this way, noticed Jiang Tianzong’s little move; too late to warn, they all lunged toward the space in front of Nan Yuanman.
“Xiao Hong!” Nan Yuanman roared in fury.
Red light flew from the horizon; the coffin body instantly enlarged, its mouth facing down, and with a boom, it swallowed up all the talismans dancing through the sky.
“I’m really angry now.” Nan Yuanman tossed aside her copper coin sword, rolled up her sleeves, and like a little lion, charged straight at the shocked Zhong Xueliu.
Zhong Xueliu hadn’t reacted yet, only saw a shadow lunging straight at her face; she pulled out a talisman and threw it at Nan Yuanman again.
Nan Yuanman tilted her head to dodge the flying talisman, her little head slamming heavily into Zhong Xueliu’s abdomen.
“Oof!” Zhong Xueliu’s eyes bulged in pain, her whole body stumbling backward and falling to the ground from the headbutt.
Immediately after, Nan Yuanman straddled her with her short legs, balled her little fists, and pummeled her with yells of “Wah ya ya!”
Zhong Xueliu yelped, dodging left and right from Nan Yuanman’s fists, but her punches were like they had GPS tracking—no matter where she dodged, the fists still hit her.
“Stop hitting, stop hitting! If you keep hitting, I’ll fight back!” From the moment Jiang Tianzong fled, Zhong Xueliu had realized things might not be as she had thought, so she held back from retaliating.
But…
This little doll’s hits hurt too much!!
And she was aiming specifically for her face!
Didn’t she know not to hit the face when beating someone!?
Of course Nan Yuanman didn’t know; Grandpa had only told her to aim for men’s crotches and women’s faces when hitting them! Those were their weaknesses!
The furious little dumpling of course targeted the weaknesses!
By the time Zhang Shimian arrived at Feng Family Manor, he saw Nan Yuanman like a bristling cat, ferociously beating someone.
Looking closely, whoa! He recognized that person.
Zhang Shimian was baffled: “What the hell is going on with you all?”
“Zhang Shimian!” Zhong Xueliu, who was using both hands to block Nan Yuanman’s fists, lit up and hurriedly called him: “Come over quick and help me pull this little brat off!”
Zhang Shimian took two steps toward her, then suddenly felt several unfriendly gazes land on him.
He paused his steps and slowly turned his head to look, meeting the death stares from Feng Congqian’s family.
Zhang Shimian: “…”
Zhang Shimian very sensibly stopped in his tracks.
Zhong Xueliu: “???”
“Zhang Shimian! What are you doing!” Zhong Xueliu, who had been expecting him to save the day, was dumbfounded and snapped in rage: “If you don’t come help me, I’ll call your master! Have your master deal with you!”
Zhang Shimian, who had originally wanted to put in a good word for her, tsked and pointed to the other side of her face, egging her on: “Yuanman, the slap mark on that side of her face isn’t symmetrical yet, give it one more slap—yes yes, right there, hit it! Hit it hard!”
Zhong Xueliu: “???”
Damn!
