32: The curtain falls, the fishing business changes to Liu Sheng, the great deacon passes away
The two Martial Artists' hands were completely crippled!
Naturally!
The Martial Art palm technique that the He Family relied on for its fame could no longer be fully utilized.
Seventy to eighty percent of his strength was gone!
"You are too weak; it's time for you to go!"
Jiang Yi didn't say much. He stepped forward and raised his hand!
Another palm strike came down!
It was as if an invisible ancient cauldron, a heavy artifact, had fallen, weighing a thousand jun, intending to completely suppress and kill him.
The Old Head of He Family had no time to dodge!
He could only watch as that palm strike heavily descended, the terrifying Qi force directly pouring into his skull.
"Pfft!"
A large head, shattered into pieces, red and white splattering everywhere!
The Old Head of He Family, thus fell!
[Killed one Qi Blood Realm enemy, plundered 9 years of Lifespan.]
"It's your turn!"
Jiang Yi turned, his figure darting out like an afterimage!
He arrived in front of the other person, the old man in yellow robes.
As always!
He raised his palm and brought it down!
Making it almost impossible for him to dodge, one palm strike directly shattered the arms he had raised to block!
The remaining power did not diminish!
It entered his head, sending him to Hell, to accompany his brother on his journey!
[Killed one Qi Blood Realm enemy, plundered 12 years of Lifespan.]
The last Qi Blood Realm Martial Artist of the He Family, died!
Jiang Yi withdrew his hand!
A brutal battle, with his arrival, finally drew to a close!
The He Family was supposed to sweep across the entire Yu Hang and unify the entire WuShui Town!
But unexpectedly!
He, this variable, emerged.
He turned the tide!
Of course!
Yu Hang itself also suffered heavy losses!
The Fishery Master fought to the death, the Grand Steward Zhao Jin was tragically backstabbed, a sword piercing through his chest, and he was probably not long for this world.
The Second Deacon was dealt with by him to clean up the internal affairs!
And many Yu Hang Disciples died in the fight against the enemy... Counting it all up!
Yu Hang seemed to only have two or three people left!
But fortunately, WuShui Town was taken!
Yu Hang could be said to be the sole dominant power!
With the resources of the entire small town, it wouldn't take long to recover a lot of Origin Qi.
"Uncle Liu, it's over!"
"...Yes!"
Watching Jiang Yi so effortlessly deal with two Qi Blood Realm experts!
It was as simple as cutting vegetables!
Liu Sheng's mouth twitched slightly!
Comparing people to people, it makes one furious!
But he looked down!
Seeing the bloody scene of corpses strewn everywhere, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"It's over, but... the losses are heavy!"
"Take it slow, everything will get better!"
Jiang Yi consoled him.
At this moment, a figure rushed in from outside the door, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
He seemed overjoyed!
"Dad, you... you're... still... alive?"
"Peng..."
Seeing the newcomer, Liu Sheng's face initially showed a hint of joy.
But when those words came out!
His face darkened!
"Slap!!!"
He raised his hand and slapped him on the back of his head.
"Get lost!"
"What do you mean I'm still alive? Are you wishing your dad dead?"
"No, no, no!"
Liu Zhanpeng rubbed the back of his head, looking quite wronged.
"I didn't mean that, I meant... it's really good that Dad is still alive..."
"Isn't that the same thing?"
"Slap!"
Liu Zhanpeng: "..."
I... I'm wronged!!!
Wait!
Did I forget something?
A trace of confusion flashed in Liu Zhanpeng's eyes, and then it cleared up in the next instant.
Finally remembering, he slapped his head, giving himself a good whack.
Ignoring the pain, he said anxiously,
"That's right!"
"Dad, Yi Ge, that Grand Steward Zhao Jin said he's not doing well!
He has important matters to convey, please come with me quickly!"
"What, the Grand Steward Zhao Jin... hurry, hurry and take me there!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Sheng quickly struggled to get up!
Jiang Yi and Liu Zhanpeng helped him, walking outside... Outside, Grand Steward Zhao Jin Zhao Jin was leaning against a dilapidated courtyard wall.
Beside him!
A group of Yu Hang Disciples remained silent!
At this moment, his aura was already weak, sometimes present, sometimes not.
He had clearly reached the point of exhaustion!
This was, after all, a fatal wound, a sword through the heart!
Moreover, it was infused with the powerful force of a Tendon Forging Realm expert.
Even if he was in the Bone Tempering Realm, he could not withstand it; his internal organs had long since shattered.
He was merely holding on by a thread of Qi for the time being.
If it were someone below the Bone Tempering Realm, their corpse would probably have been cold long ago!
"Grand Steward Zhao Jin!"
"Liu... Liu Sheng!"
The Grand Steward Zhao Jin was first stunned, then his face showed joy, and he tremblingly extended a hand.
Liu Sheng also extended a hand and gripped his tightly!
"Good... good, how are you, are you... alright?"
"It's nothing, just some injuries and exhaustion. I'll recover completely after some rest!"
"Then... then Godfather? How... how is he?"
"The Fishery Master fought fiercely against the two He Family members, he has... he has..."
Seeing Liu Sheng hesitate to speak, how could Zhao Jin not understand?
"Godfather, pfft..."
His eyes instantly dimmed, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out!
His aura became even weaker!
"Grand Steward Zhao Jin, someone, go, quickly go find a doctor..."
But Zhao Jin waved his hand, his face deathly pale, and he said with a bitter smile,
"No... no need!"
"My own... body, how could I not know..."
"Pfft..."
Another mouthful of fresh blood spurted out!
The blood was mixed with a large amount of internal organ fragments, a shocking sight!
"Cough cough..."
He looked up, first glancing at Jiang Yi, then turning to look steadily at Liu Sheng.
As if he had made some kind of decision!
His face flushed for a moment!
As if it were a final burst of energy before death!
He sat up directly, extended his other hand, and covered the other side of Liu Sheng's hand.
With both hands, he gripped it tightly!
"Liu Sheng, I want to entrust this Yu Hang to you!"
"No..."
Liu Sheng didn't even think, and was about to refuse!
Zhao Jin's face was serious, and he forcefully interrupted him, continuing:
"You cannot refuse. This not only represents my will, but also Godfather's will!
Right now, no one is more suitable than you!"
"I..."
"This Yu Hang, it will depend on you. Alas, from now on, you will have to work hard..."
Zhao Jin looked around, gazing at each Yu Hang Disciple!
He said loudly:
"Everyone, this Deacon has decided!
To pass on the position of Fishery Master to the Fourth Deacon, Liu Sheng!
From now on!
He, Liu Sheng, will be your new Fishery Master!
Come, everyone, let's bow together and pay respects to the Fishery Master!"
Upon hearing this, all the Yu Hang Disciples cupped their fists and bowed to Liu Sheng!
In unison, they all shouted—
"Greetings, Fishery Master!"
"...Ah, everyone, please dispense with the formalities!"
Liu Sheng's expression struggled for a moment, finally turning into determination.
He stood up and raised his hands!
He also cupped his fists, returning the bow!
When he looked back at Zhao Jin again, his eyes were already closed, and his vital energy was completely gone!
At the corner of his mouth, a slight smile was evident.
"Alas..."
Liu Sheng was silent, letting out a long sigh!
"Grand Steward Zhao Jin, rest in peace..."
"Grand Steward Zhao Jin, rest in peace!"
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