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"Zhao Engong, Zhao Engong stays."

As soon as Zhao Wujiang stepped out of the Fujia Pavilion of the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, he heard a familiar voice behind him, seemingly calling him.

He slowly turned around and found that it was Li Yuanzheng in a plain gray shirt.

This was a well-known escort who was ranked sixteenth on the sword list. This was the second time Zhao Wujiang saw him since he sold his sword to bury his mother last time.

"Brother Li." Zhao Wujiang cupped his hands and gave a kind smile.

Li Yuanzheng stepped forward quickly:

"Zhao Engong, Yuan Zheng was very grateful for your helping hand last time. I didn't expect to meet you at the Chamber of Commerce today."

"Don't beg me, I'm calling you graciously. It's no big deal to raise your hand. Just call me by my name from now on." Zhao Wujiang shook his head and said with a smile:

"What did you come here to buy?"

"Zhao En...Brother Zhao." Li Yuanzheng sighed:

"I came here for a sword."

Zhao Wujiang and Li Yuanzheng chatted while walking:

"Dragon Palace?"

"This is exactly the sword that Brother Zhao has seen before?" Li Yuanzheng was confused.

The two of them were walking on the street and walked around to the entrance of an alley. After passing through this alley, they could reach the opposite street.

It was noon, the sun was blazing, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and the alleys were even deserted.

"I have seen this sword at the auction house. This sword has been broken, and the sword body is filled with a lot of evil energy." Zhao Wujiang's eyes flashed:

"Is it possible that Brother Li has some connection with the owner of Longque Sword?"

"Brother Zhao really has a sharp eye. The owner of the Longque Sword, Li Changfeng, is me..." Li Yuanzheng sighed, his words suddenly stopped, and his whole aura condensed, like a sword out of his body.

In the alley in front of them, dozens of figures wearing fancy clothes and holding swords jumped out, staring eagerly at them, waiting for them.

Then, dozens of murderous figures appeared behind them, trapping them in the alley.

"Get out of the way!" Li Yuanzheng had already grasped the hilt of the sword with his left hand, his face slightly cold.

"act recklessly."

The crowd in front parted, and Qin Chen, dressed in white as snow, walked out and said sarcastically:

"Lefty, it has nothing to do with you, but you were unlucky today and walked with this piece of shit Zhao Wujiang, so you both have to die!"

Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows, smiled modestly, and said nothing.

"I hate your smiling face the most!" Qin Chen said with a gloomy face:

"But don't worry, I won't give you any chance for revenge!

I won't give you any chance to beg for mercy!

Do it!"

Qin Chen waved his hands and stepped back, and more than thirty people from behind and behind him swarmed forward.

Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers with a calm expression. Li Yuanzheng's sword had been unsheathed, and the three-foot green blade was waving in the air, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and the sword energy swept across all directions.

"Puff puff..." The sound of sword energy sinking into flesh and blood was heard endlessly. Wherever Li Yuanzheng's sword energy swept across, the figures that rushed up were cut off, or cut into two parts at the waist, or a stone slipped smoothly from the neck.

The head or body is diagonally divided into two parts.

Plasma was splashed all over the ground or smeared on the walls, and swords fell to the ground one after another, making harsh collision sounds.

Li Yuanzheng, a dart walker with a left-handed sword, has been guarding darts for several years in his life and has never missed a beat.

As for escorts, they include both valuable goods and important living people.

In one breath, all the thirty people were killed. The power of a fourth-grade extraordinary warrior is evident.

Is this the fourth level? Qi Lin said that the top ten on the sword list are all in the fourth level extraordinary realm. Flying flowers and picking leaves can kill people. The fourth level is already so tyrannical, and the third level grandmaster realm above the fourth level is

How terrible?

Zhao Wujiang's eyes flickered.

Qin Chen was covered in blood, staining his white clothes blood red. He looked at the broken limbs and sticky blood on the ground, and his heart was filled with horror. He desperately told himself to run away, but he couldn't move at all.

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"I won't give you any chance for revenge.

I won't give you any chance to beg for mercy." Zhao Wujiang returned Qin Chen's words intact.

Li Yuanzheng raised his left hand, and it was like a piano string being gently stirred, making a crisp bang sound. The sword energy came in the blink of an eye and penetrated Qin Chen's chest.

Qin Chen opened his mouth, regret finally welling up in his heart, but it was too late. He looked up and fell heavily into a pool of blood.

Li Yuanzheng put his sword into its sheath, clasped his fists and stared at Zhao Wujiang:

"Brother Zhao, I promised you that day that when Yuan Zheng resolves his personal matters, I will protect you and I will not let others hurt you at all."

"Let's go." Zhao Wujiang nodded slowly:

"You just said, who are you, Li Changfeng?"

Li Yuanzheng looked sad and his eyes were downcast:

"It's my master.

In order to fulfill my filial piety, I left my master's school and went home to take care of my mother.

But after I buried my mother a few days ago, I received news from my junior sister... The master... was murdered...

And...no bones left...

I heard that the Master's Dragon Fault Sword passed through the Kyoto Chamber of Commerce, so I just wanted to find this sword."

"Didn't your junior sister say who murdered your master?" Zhao Wujiang asked.

Li Yuanzheng shook his head:

"Perhaps as expected, it's the faceless man who ranks first on the sword list.

But it's not certain yet, maybe there are clues on the sword...

The little junior sister stays with the master all year round and should be able to find clues through the Dragon Fault Sword.
Chapter completed!