I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 49: Dead

Relying solely on the Blood Slaughter Shura Blade, I couldn't kill Pang Heihu.

After all, he was at the Innate Transcendence Late Stage, on the same level as Gao Kaiyuan during his heyday.

Moreover, Pang Heihu wasn't alone; the entire Black Tiger Gang was with him.

Han Zheng had never thought of seeking out Zhang Tianyang.

If the Smell Fragrance Sect had come to trouble him today, Han Zheng would definitely not hesitate to seek Zhang Tianyang's help.

But preemptively striking to kill Pang Heihu had nothing to do with the threat of the Smell Fragrance Sect.

Right now, Zhang Tianyang was fully focused on investigating the Smell Fragrance Sect, and Han Zheng wouldn't be so oblivious as to ask Zhang Tianyang to take action.

From the beginning, his relationship with Zhang Tianyang, and even with the Demon Cleansing Bureau behind Zhang Tianyang, was one of cooperation.

He wouldn't sell his life to Zhang Tianyang, and similarly, Zhang Tianyang wouldn't clean up after him for just any matter.

Besides, even without seeking out Zhang Tianyang, Han Zheng was confident he could kill Pang Heihu and exterminate the Black Tiger Gang!

Han Zheng turned and headed straight for the Sanhe Gang.

By now, it was already dark, but Jiang Tai had not yet rested.

He was now the sole Gang Leader of the Sanhe Gang.

But having finally achieved his wish to become the Gang Leader, Jiang Tai didn't feel at ease.

Previously, the Sanhe Gang had been the premier gang because they had three high-level masters who were in the Innate Transcendence Late Stage.

Despite their constant internal scheming against each other, they were capable of joining forces under external pressure.

Now Cao Bin and Gao Kaiyuan were dead, and he, still young and with less foundational strength than Pang Heihu and Qiu Tianying, was no match for them.

The Sanhe Gang had also been greatly weakened by their internal strife, plummeting from the leading gang to the last in an instant.

In just a few days' time, many of the streets, gambling houses, and other places held by the Sanhe Gang had been snatched away by the other two gangs.

These past few days, Jiang Tai had been preoccupied with these matters but had been helpless.

At this moment, a gang member knocked on the door and said, "Gang Leader, there's a man outside claiming to be an old friend of yours who wishes to see you."

Jiang Tai was taken aback, an old friend of his?

Apart from his gang members, who was he friends with in Black Stone County?

"Let him in."

He was in the Sanhe Gang territory, and Jiang Tai wasn't worried about any tricks from the visitor.

He had his subordinates bring the person to the council hall at the entrance, and upon coming out, Jiang Tai saw Han Zheng leisurely drinking tea.

"Han Zheng? Since when did you become an old friend of mine?"

Jiang Tai was stunned to see Han Zheng.

Strictly speaking, he had only met Han Zheng once at Drinking Moon Tower, where they exchanged greetings as a formality.

His deep impression of Han Zheng was because he felt Han Zheng looked somewhat familiar.

Han Zheng smiled and in a lowered voice said, "Gang Leader Jiang, I did help you obtain the position of Gang Leader of the Sanhe Gang, after all. How does that not make me an old friend?"

"It was you!"

Jiang Tai's pupils constricted at once.

He had always felt Han Zheng's stature seemed familiar.

But never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that the one who helped him seize control of the Sanhe Gang and kill Gao Kaiyuan was this disciple from a martial arts hall!

A novice, no, not even formally graduated disciple, had secretly maneuvered the internal strife of Black Stone County's largest gang, the Sanhe Gang, and killed Gao Kaiyuan, who was at the Innate Transcendence Late Stage.

No one would believe such a story if it were told!

Jiang Tai took a deep breath and said, "Han Zheng, you've really kept yourself well hidden!

Even your master, Li Jingzhong, probably has no idea what kind of disciple he has taught, right?"

Han Zheng replied indifferently, "My teacher is only responsible for teaching me martial arts; as for how to kill people, that's my own business."

"So, revealing your identity and seeking me out today, is it also to kill someone?"

"Gang Leader Jiang is indeed astute!"

Jiang Tai sneered, "But why should I help you kill someone? You don't think that knowing some insider information means you can manipulate me, do you?

Now that Gao Kaiyuan and Cao Bin are dead, their trusted followers have become my trusted followers.

The Sanhe Gang is now solely mine, Jiang Tai's Sanhe Gang!"

"Don't be so sensitive, Gang Leader Jiang. If I wanted to manipulate you, why would I reveal my identity?

Indeed, I want you to help me kill someone, but this time, it will be beneficial for you, too.

Pang Heihu's daughter, Pang Feiyan, foolishly got involved with the Smell Fragrance Sect and has been killed by me.

Along with her, an Innate martial artist at the Early Stage and three Postnatal Late Stage martial artists died.

With these high-level combatants dead, the Black Tiger Gang will surely be dealt a significant blow.

Pang Heihu probably doesn't know what has happened yet. It's the perfect opportunity for you and me to join forces and kill Pang Heihu, thereby destroying the Black Tiger Gang!"

Han Zheng looked toward Jiang Tai, pointing first at him, then at himself.

"The Black Tiger Gang is yours to take, but Pang Heihu's life, I will have."

Jiang Tai licked his lips and stared fixedly at Han Zheng.

He wanted to say something, but at that moment, he realized he had no other choice than to nod in agreement.

The Sanhe Gang was being suppressed by the Black Tiger Gang and the Sky Eagle Gang, and he himself was utterly powerless.

Here came Han Zheng, bringing a pillow to a man who wanted to sleep—why would he refuse?

The most terrifying thing about this young man is that he always manages to find a reason why you must work for him, following his plan.

It's not coercion, but rather that by following his plan, you stand to gain the most benefits—so why should you refuse?

Jiang Tai exhaled deeply, "I suddenly feel that the old man from Cang Mountain Sword Sect is a blind fool.

He actually took Song Tianqing and Lin Qing away but left you behind."

Han Zheng spread his hands in resignation, "What can I do if I simply don't have the talent?"

"Talent? Talent is bullshit!"

Jiang Tai laughed loudly, "I even dare say that those martial artists who grew up in a greenhouse will definitely not be able to beat you in the future. Cang Mountain Sword Sect will surely have a day of regret!"

After speaking, Jiang Tai shouted directly to the outside, "Someone! Gather all the elite members of the War Hall of the Sanhe Gang, we're attacking the Black Tiger Gang!"

Han Zheng smiled. He knew this would be the outcome.

He had given Jiang Tai benefits, so he couldn't refuse.

...

Inside the Black Tiger Gang.

Pang Heihu suddenly felt restless, as if he'd lost something, even feeling a sensation of palpitations.

"Someone, prepare some dishes that the young lady likes to eat, and make sure not to let my Feiyan go hungry."

Pang Heihu ordered his people to prepare some food for Pang Feiyan.

But after giving the order, he still felt restless and decided to go check on her in person.

But when he arrived, he found neither Pang Feiyan nor He Sheng was there.

"Where are they!? Where is the young lady? Where has He Sheng vanished to?"

Pang Heihu exploded in an instant.

One of He Sheng's subordinates shivered, struggling to speak.

"I'm asking you, where did the young lady go!"

Pang Heihu grabbed the man, looking like a ferocious tiger.

"The young lady went with Hall Master He to capture Han Zheng."

He Sheng's subordinate knew the details, as he had been left behind in case Pang Heihu suddenly showed up.

But facing Pang Heihu's imposing manner, he didn't dare to lie and told Pang Heihu everything in detail.

"Idiot! Damn it!"

Pang Heihu cursed twice, not at his daughter, but at He Sheng.

For heaven's sake, he was a Hall Master of the Black Tiger Gang, a martial artist who had stepped into the Innate Transcendence Realm, and yet he could be so brainless!

Pang Feiyan had not really been involved in the Smell Fragrance Sect's affairs before.

If you touched Han Zheng, that would really be getting involved!

Although Han Zheng was a disciple of Li Jingzhong, currently, he was working for Zhang Tianyang.

You have to look at the owner before beating a dog.

If you touched Han Zheng, wouldn't that be equivalent to slapping Zhang Tianyang's face?

"Quickly! Immediately go find the young lady and He Sheng and bring them back!"

Pang Heihu didn't have time to think and immediately called for his trusted subordinates in the Black Tiger Gang to get ready to leave.

Just then, a fierce clamor of battle cries came from outside the Gang's main gate.

"Gang Leader, this is bad! The Sanhe Gang is attacking us!"

A fierce expression appeared on Pang Heihu's face, "Jiang Tai, the shameless traitor who killed his own brother, dares to take the initiative to attack us. He must have the courage of a bear and the gall of a leopard! Follow me and fight back!"

As he rallied his men, Pang Heihu led the charge out of the main gate.

As he exited the main gate, Pang Heihu saw that Jiang Tai was accompanied by someone, and that person was Han Zheng.

Weren't Pang Feiyan and He Sheng supposed to be ambushing Han Zheng?

But now Han Zheng was with Jiang Tai, so where were his daughter and He Sheng?

A sudden sense of foreboding gripped Pang Heihu's heart.

"Han Zheng! Where is my daughter?"

Pang Heihu's hands trembled slightly.

Han Zheng grinned, revealing a row of neat, white teeth, "Dead!"

Pang Heihu's mind buzzed, turning instantly blank.

The next moment, his inner strength and blood surged wildly, the force of it blasting the surrounding gang members away.

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

Pang Heihu's hair and beard flew wildly as he drew a dark, ink-colored broadsword from his back.

The long sword was slender and wide, as tall as half a man, completely black like ink, yet the blade gleamed ominously.

A menacing tiger head was carved into the hilt, and the blade seemed to extend from the tiger's mouth.

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Jiang Tai held a Fused Copper Short Stick in his hand.

He wasn't particularly skilled with weapons as his real strength lay in his hand skills.

"Be careful! The Mystical Weapon in Pang Heihu's hand is the 'Mo Blade Kill Tiger,' which he bought at a high price from the top Weapon Casting Sect, the Refining Blade, in Southern Mountain.

This Mystical Weapon, paired with his Tiger Roar Saber technique, previously only I and Cao Bin combined could suppress him!"

A solemn light flashed in Jiang Tai's eyes.