That is, the man with a scholarly crown doesn't care much about the so-called "treasure-hiding technique" and even denounces it as a quackery.
But his intention to capture Wang Chen is obvious.
Having witnessed Wang Chen kill several interceptors with his own eyes before, this Confucian man had a very high opinion of his strength, so he looked aloof on the surface, but in fact he did not underestimate Wang Chen.
"How brave!"
Facing the long knife thrown by Wang Chen, the Confucian man shouted angrily, drew out his sword in the flash of lightning, and instantly blocked it and knocked it away.
Clang!
The swords struck each other and made a crisp, vibrating sound.
The man with a scholar's crown looked solemn, and the long sword in his hand was like a stream of autumn water. It was so cold that people dared not look directly at it.
The sword and the person seem to merge into one!
He has been learning swordsmanship since he was a child, and he is very accomplished in swordsmanship and has defeated many warriors of the same level.
Looking at Wang Chen who rushed towards him, a sarcastic smile appeared on the lips of the man with a scholar's crown.
He guessed that Wang Chen must have wanted to get close and use the weapon-hiding technique to catch him off guard.
However, how can this kind of trick be successful when we are prepared?
But the next moment, the smile of the man with a scholar's crown solidified on his face.
Because just when the distance between the two parties shortened to about five steps, Wang Chen suddenly slapped his palms towards him.
The invisible palm force attacks the Confucian man with an overwhelming force!
How can this be!!!
The Confucian man was extremely horrified.
He thought he already thought highly of Wang Chen, but in fact Wang Chen's strength far exceeded his expectations.
There was no time to regret, so the man with a scholar's crown could only hold his sword horizontally in front of him, forcefully resisting Wang Chen's fierce palm force.
boom!
The long sword in the man's hand suddenly bent and struck him hard on the chest. The sound of broken ribs was heard, and the whole man flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
In fact, with the strength of this Confucian swordsman, if he used his swordsmanship to fight Wang Chen, the outcome would definitely not be determined by one move.
As a result, he underestimated Wang Chen and paid the price with his life!
Whizzing!
Two spears with the power of the evil wheel fired back and forth, pinning the man with a Confucian crown to the ground alive before he even landed.
One shot in the chest and one shot in the lower abdomen, resulting in a rather twisted posture.
But this man with a scholar's crown was not killed on the spot. Blood oozed from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and he said with his last breath: "You, you wait, I, my..."
Before he finished speaking, his head tilted and he lost his voice.
Wang Chen sneered and picked up the long sword that fell on the ground.
Holding the sword in his hand, he flicked his fingers, the sword suddenly vibrated and made a pleasant sound, and the sword's light shone with a cold light that was compelling.
"What a sword!"
Wang Chen praised and took off the sword sheath from the waist of the man with the Confucian crown.
Put the sword into its sheath.
Seeing that the other party gave him a sharp sword, Wang Chen gave him a special treat - burying it deep in the forest.
Speaking of which, Wang Chen didn't even know the other party's name.
As for those guys before, just let their bodies lie exposed in the wilderness, waiting for wild beasts or kind-hearted people passing by to clean them up.
Along the long mountain road, Wang Chen continued to move forward.
The rest of the journey went smoothly, until he saw the county seat at the foot of the mountain in the distance, without encountering any obstacles or troubles.
Yancheng is not big, and the architectural layout only accounts for tens of thousands of people. However, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Wang Chen still put on the human skin mask given by Zhang Weiran before entering the city.
This thing is quite delicate, but it is not very comfortable to wear on your face. The skin will stick to it and it will itch if you sweat a little.
Don't scratch it yet, otherwise there is a risk of it breaking.
The main reason is that Ling Zhiyuan's face is too recognisable, and Wang Chen is not good at disguise, so he can only use this mask to temporarily avoid the risk of being wanted for a reward.
He rested for one night in Yancheng.
Then he spent seven hundred and seventy-eight dollars of the silver he had with him.
I bought two sets of new clothes and boots, as well as drinks and dry food for the road. The most expensive thing was a horse for transportation, which cost Wang Chen a total of one hundred and twenty-seven taels!
Jiangyuan City is not within Jingnan County. There are thousands of miles to Yancheng. Although there are official roads to travel, trekking such a long distance on foot is simply asking for trouble.
Wang Chen was too lazy to take a caravan or a stage carriage, so he simply picked a horse from the local mule and horse shop.
These horses are really expensive, the worst bad horses cost thirty or forty-two, and Yancheng is a small place, and there are not many horses in the mule and horse shop for him to carefully select.
I could only buy the most expensive one.
It was rare for the owner of the mule and horse shop to meet such a big customer as Wang Chen, so he gave him a complete set of horse gear and a map.
It saved Wang Chen some trouble.
Riding on the horse he bought at a high price, Wang Chen rushed to Jiangyuan City, thousands of miles away.
When the horse's hooves stepped out of the county boundary marker, he couldn't help but look back.
It's been a long journey, and I don't know when I will be back.
But Wang Chen will definitely come back!
He traveled through wind and rain all the way, almost losing his horse to death, and it took him five days to reach Jiangyuan City.
Such speed and efficiency made Wang Chen miss his flying ship and flying sword. It felt like he had returned to ancient times from modern times. It was really inconvenient everywhere.
Fortunately, there were no twists and turns on this journey. Although I almost took the wrong road a few times, I finally arrived at my destination safely.
Outside Jiangyuan City, Wang Chen took off his human skin mask.
He came to Jiangyuan City to join the Blood Guards. If he went to the Duwei Yamen wearing this human skin mask, he would probably be jailed and tortured.
This kind of human skin mask has no problem fooling ordinary people, but how can it hide it from the masters of the Blood Guards!
Before entering the city, Wang Chen sold his mount to a passing caravan in exchange for fifty taels of silver.
The reason why the price is so low is because he has exhausted the horse a lot, and besides, he also wants to make money.
Wang Chen was mainly too lazy to bother, so he just walked out to avoid trouble.
Jiangyuan City is the county seat of Taiping County. In terms of scale and prosperity, it exceeds Anyang City, which is also a county seat.
Wang Chen did not linger in the prosperity of this big city. After entering the city, he hired a carriage and went straight to the Duwei Yamen.
The Duwei Yamen of Jiangyuan City is located in the core area of the city, adjacent to the County Sheriff's Yamen, and opposite the Jiangyuan County Prince's Mansion.
The vermilion door is extremely eye-catching.
"If you want to file a complaint, go to the county guard's office over there!"
Wang Chen was stopped at the door. The other person pointed expressionlessly at the county magistrate's office next to him: "Nothing happens here."
"I'm here to apply for a guard."
Wang Chen immediately showed the bronze medal given to him by Zhang Weiran: "Please forgive me."
"Huh?"
The guard took the bronze medal and glanced at it, showing surprise: "Where did you get this medal?"