Zhuo Mufeng has never been a good-tempered person. Jiang Zhongrong thought that he could get whatever he wanted by colluding with a few petty officials. It was a big mistake.
Perhaps for most Vajra realm warriors, under the pressure of the government, they would choose to settle down and swallow this dumb loss, but unfortunately Zhuo Mufeng would not.
He does not have any backing to rely on, but he has a sword in his hand. Since he can't defeat it with skill, he might as well use the most direct method.
"What did you say?"
Zheng Tu narrowed his eyes dangerously. This was the first time he had seen such a bold madman.
"I say, you can all go and die. If you don't want to go on the road, I will give you a free ride."
Zhuo Mufeng slowly drew out his sword.
"For a small loss, you take risks without even caring about the consequences. People like you are destined to be in the world for a long time. Master Jiang, you can do whatever you want. This person threatens my life. According to the law, you can
Execution."
Zheng Tu took a few steps back and looked at Zhuo Mufeng as if he were looking at a dead person.
When Jiang Zhongrong heard this, he showed an unusually ferocious smile: "Isn't it great that everyone is in peace with each other? If you insist on seeking death, then I will help you."
In the world, there are no examples of Vajra warriors defeating true warriors, but they are in the minority after all. As a true second-level warrior, Jiang Zhongrong did not take Zhuo Mufeng seriously at all.
A flash of white light!
Carrying the power of thunder, his sword struck Zhuo Mufeng fiercely, creating a faint shadow of the sword that stung the eyes under the sunlight.
The other officials and the two Chunlei Sect masters all looked at this scene in amusement, and the next scene should be the scene of blood splattering and heads falling to the ground.
At the same moment when the long sword slashed towards Zhuo Mufeng, a sword light stabbed out quickly, like a long dragon breaking through the water, cutting into the shadow of the sword with force, directly breaking Jiang Zhongrong's momentum.
The swords struck each other, and Zhuo Mufeng took three steps back. Jiang Zhongrong let out a loud roar and rushed forward with all his inner strength. The wind of the sword made a loud sound that could tear people's eardrums, it was so ferocious.
Thanks to his true second-level cultivation, Jiang Zhongrong's frontal strength was not weaker than that of Dongmen Shelter. And that time Zhuo Mufeng was able to defeat Dongmen Shelter, luck actually accounted for most of it.
If it were him half a month ago, he would really be helpless.
but now
Without thinking, Zhuo Mufeng immediately performed the Great Sumeru Sword Style, and the long swords connected into a sheet of light and shadow, surrounding himself in the center. As soon as Jiang Zhongrong's long sword pierced, it was as if he encountered thousands of obstacles and was unable to advance even an inch.
And when he was about to draw his sword and charge up, Zhuo Mufeng was like a poisonous snake coming out of its cave, switching from defense to offense, the light and shadow condensed into a long sword, and he stabbed out with lightning speed, giving Jiang Zhongrong no chance to breathe.
"This kind of swordsmanship is a two-star swordsmanship. No, it's a three-star swordsmanship. You actually learned the three-star swordsmanship..."
Jiang Zhongrong stepped back continuously, with a look of horror on his face.
The three-star swordsmanship's moves and power skills have reached a level beyond the ordinary, and the changes are extremely mysterious. If you could learn it, you wouldn't be able to live in a small Nuanyang Mountain.
Jiang Zhongrong was angry and jealous, and had a strong greed in his heart. He was looking for Zhuo Mufeng's flaws, trying to subdue him and demand his sword skills.
Zhuo Mufeng sneered secretly, and the sword in his hand suddenly accelerated. It turned out that he had not used all his strength before. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhongrong was surrounded by heavy sword light.
"roll!"
Jiang Zhongrong wanted to break free, but as soon as he opened a gap, the shadows of swords from other directions suddenly merged into one and stabbed from the right side.
laugh!
The long sword penetrated Jiang Zhongrong's chest, but Zhuo Mufeng didn't stop. He slashed hard with both hands and cut half of Jiang Zhongrong's body open, spilling out all his internal organs.
It was summer time, and the sunshine in the dense forest was very strong, but at this time, everyone felt cold all over, and waves of cold air crept into their pores.
Zheng Tu's whole body was shaking, and he shouted: "Kill someone, someone wants to kill me!" Unfortunately, he didn't even know Zhuo Mufeng's name, so he ran around like crazy.
The other people, seeing that Jiang Zhongrong, the second-level true master, was dead, they dared not stop anywhere. They fled in different directions one by one, shouting the same.
Zhuo Mufeng's face was indifferent, like a calm god of death. He took a few long steps and stabbed Zheng Tu to death from the back with a sword. Without looking, he chased in another direction.
Jiang Zhongrong's two cronies were both at the fifth level of vajra cultivation. Unfortunately, they couldn't even catch Zhuo Mufeng's move and died one after another.
But in this way, time was inevitably wasted. After successfully knocking out the other two officials, one official was still missing.
But Zhuo Mufeng didn't seem nervous, he just returned to the original place and dealt with the scene.
After a while, Hu Lai came over with the last official in his hand, threw the latter at Zhuo Mufeng's feet, looked at the body, and laughed: "I knew that Boss Zhuo was not a person who swallowed his anger, you did a great job.
"
This guy was already lawless. When he saw the official being killed, he was not only not afraid, but actually felt quite relieved.
During the previous dispute between the two factions, Hu Lai was still sleeping soundly in the yard. When he heard that Zhuo Mufeng called him, he had to reluctantly follow him.
"Don't kill me, young hero, don't kill me..."
Seeing Zhuo Mufeng approaching, the last official was so frightened that he peed his pants and was trembling even as he spoke.
Zhuo Mufeng said: "Don't worry, Zhuo is not a ruthless person. He just had no choice but to do it. Sir, please help me."
The officer cursed loudly in his heart, but he could only keep echoing with his mouth.
Zhuo Mufeng handed the sword to his hand, woke up the other two officials, raised them in front of each other, and said with a smile: "Kill them, and I will spare your life."
The two officials who were mentioned struggled wildly. Their jaws had long been removed and they could not make any sound at all.
The officer holding the sword was still hesitating when Zhuo Mufeng said coldly: "Old Hu, do them all!"
Hu Lai was ready to take action.
The officer screamed in horror, sneered twice, and stabbed the two colleagues to death, lying on the ground in a daze.
"Master, you killed your colleague. Once the matter is revealed, I'm afraid Shangguan will not let you go. Of course, if your family has a good background, you can avoid death."
The official was almost crying. If he had the background, would he still be commanded by Zheng Tu?
"So, now we are all in the same boat, and only by keeping secrets can we live in peace, right?"
The official nodded repeatedly.
"My lord, your immediate boss is extorting money from me, so I have no choice but to tell you where the gold is hidden. Unexpectedly, the thugs from the Chunlei Gate were interested in the money. After an argument with several lords, they accidentally killed one of them.
, he broke the jar and threw it down, killing all the officials on the spot. We only escaped in time and escaped.
You have to tell the truth of the matter, and you must not let any culprits go unpunished, do you understand?"
The official looked at Zhuo Mufeng in shock. This was the first time he had seen such a shameless person who confuses right and wrong. He said cowardly: "Jiang Zhongrong's body..."
"Simple, just set it on fire. Everyone is dead anyway, so I think he will be willing to help us solve our problems. Don't worry, as long as you bite the bullet and don't let go, no evidence will be found in the six doors, and we will be fine."
The official couldn't help but feel sorry for Jiang Zhongrong. If a person is killed, it doesn't count, and he has to help the murderer take the blame. I wonder if he knows something underground and will be so angry that he wants to live.