The Xuanjing area, within Fushan County, was originally a peaceful and peaceful place.
At this time, a large number of people were fighting desperately on the streets.
On one side were government officials wearing official and soldier uniforms, and on the other side were a smaller number of gray-clad men with blue belts.
Each of these gray clothes and blue belts has several numbers of "jue" rusted on their arms.
They are one of the inconspicuous middle-level forces on the ground of Xuanjing - Decision Hall.
The Decision Hall itself is not a strong force, but they have a strong enough leader.
In other words, the nominal hall leader—Sun Zhu.
Sun Zhu was an extremely talented person. He studied martial arts from a random book he bought on the street when he was young, and he actually perfected the Broken Huoshan Boxing Technique.
Later, he became a martial arts master in the county and studied martial arts with great concentration. Twenty years later, he entered the Jin Dynasty. After that, he practiced alone. From time to time, he went to the mountains to practice hunting and fight with strange beasts. He also learned special skills from the strange beasts.
Improve Huoshan Boxing and sublimate it.
At the age of thirty-eight, Sun Zhu made another breakthrough and stepped into bone training. Later, due to a weak foundation for the second time, he broke through to Zang training and stopped stably.
Now in his early fifties, his skills have been honed to the point where they are undiminished.
The streets were now filled with blood, and each member of the Decision Hall was chopped to the ground.
Compared with the large number of officers and soldiers, their own strength was not outstanding, and they did not have much cooperation. After more than half of the casualties were lost, most of the remaining members of the Decision Hall finally began to kneel down and beg for mercy, completely giving up resistance.
The officer and general who led the team was a middle-aged man with slightly blue eyes.
This person's name is Zhan Heng, nicknamed Qingshuang Fist, and he is one of the four masters sent by Liu Ye this time to assist Zhu Chen in his work.
Zhan Heng was born out of another state and was not a native of Taizhou, but he had excellent qualifications. He was a Qingshuang boxer and was trained by the top master in Fucheng, Hanshuang Fist Zhang Dongyang. He was Zhang Dongyang's number one disciple.
After Zhang Dongyang's death, Zhan Heng, in order to protect himself, took all his junior brothers and sisters and completely devoted themselves to Liu Ye and became one of the secret agents.
"Ah Heng, do you think Sun Zhu will show up this time?" A masked man on the side whispered.
"I don't know. But if we don't show up this time, the entire Decision Hall may lose even its last bit of roots." Zhan Heng said coldly.
"It depends on whether this person really doesn't care about Decision Hall." The masked man said with a smile.
"I have investigated and found that although this person has a cold temperament, he is very committed. He promised others before that he would keep the Decision Hall alive for a hundred years. In this situation, he will definitely come!" Zhan Heng said calmly.
Not far from the street, a tall and burly figure was quietly staring at the massacre.
The figure's hood was blown open a little by the wind, revealing a fair and indifferent face of a man.
Surprisingly, it was Wei He who had just left Wanqing Gate.
He restrained his breath and stood quietly in the shadows. The color of the cloak on his body was almost the same as that of the wall behind him, making him almost blend into the color of the surrounding environment and no one could notice it.
After leaving Wanqingmen, Wei He took some dried meat and mica worms and left alone.
With the presence of mica worms, his resource supply requirements can still be met. Nowadays, the main ones are realm-breaking beads, which will take another two to three months to replenish.
And after he noticed Zhu Chen's thoughts, he immediately understood that once the Decision Hall was destroyed and Sun Zhu was arrested, then all the resistance around him would be wiped out, and it would be his turn.
The key point at this time is to ensure that Sun Zhu is not arrested.
Now, Wei He knows very well that as long as he buys more time, and the longer he can use the Realm Breaking Beads to improve his strength layer by layer, his overall comprehensive strength will be stronger.
The fastest way for him to improve his strength now is to comprehensively improve the Nine Strikes of Heavenly Seal.
Others, such as cloud patterns, are just for laying the foundation for the future. Even if all the cloud patterns are completed now, he will not be able to improve his actual combat power much. Because this is the step to lay the foundation. It is to prepare for the state after practicing Zang in the future.
Standing in the shadow, Wei He waited quietly, staring at the bloody scene not far away.
There are fewer and fewer people in Decision Hall, becoming more and more sparse.
Soon, the five or six people in the center had not yet surrendered, and began to try to break out together and sprint in other directions.
Seeing that the last five or six people, the core masters of the Decision Hall, were about to be surrounded and strangled.
Each one of them was covered in blood, beaten by bullets and hidden weapons and had no way to escape. Their protective power was riddled with holes, and they were probably on their last legs.
Qingshuang Quan Zhanheng slowly put on his black gloves and walked forward.
He wanted to launch a final blow to reduce the damage caused by these masters' dying counterattacks.
But as soon as he took a step, he felt cold, turned around, and looked behind him.
Not far behind him, a masked man wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat was standing less than ten meters behind him at some unknown time.
The man's breathing was barely audible, and his eyes were hidden behind a black mask, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
He didn't seem to need to see anything.
Swish.
A black iron rapier pointed toward the ground.
The man in the bamboo hat held a sword in his hand and moved forward slowly.
"Sun Zhu, Master of Decision Hall, I didn't expect you to dare to come out alone." Qingshuang Quan Zhanheng's expression remained unchanged, he turned around and raised his right fist.
A trace of strength spread out from his fist, causing white air to slowly appear in the surrounding air.
That was the cold air, the special effect brought about by his special fist strength.
The special effect triggered by his Qingshuang Fist is freezing.
"Did Zhu Chen send you here to die?" Sun Zhu said softly.
"Sent to death!?" Zhan Heng sneered, "Who is sending to death? We will have to fight to find out."
He stepped forward, gathered all his strength into his right hand, brought up a large piece of white air and mist, and punched forward!
A few meters passed in a blink of an eye.
There was a soft sneer.
Sun Zhu's movement was just a hair's breadth away from his fist.
The black sword in his hand buzzed and trembled.
In an instant, a flash of lightning suddenly lit up in front of Zhan Heng, like a character drawn out.
Zhan Heng raised his left hand, trying to block the sword in time, but the opponent was too fast and there was no time.
laugh!
The two people passed each other and exchanged positions.
A bloody opening slowly opened on Zhan Heng's chest, and blood slowly seeped out from the injury.
He looked down at his cut clothes, inner armor, and flesh.
"What a fast sword...so sharp and powerful!"
"It's a pity that it was still a little slow. If it could have been faster, you wouldn't have survived just now." Sun Zhu shook a trace of blood on the sword blade.
Several officers and soldiers beside him suddenly fell to the ground, and blood slowly oozed from their necks.
Obviously, he not only fought with Zhan Heng for a moment, but also later eliminated the four surrounding Chijing officers and soldiers who wanted to make a sneak attack.
At that moment, he cut through Zhan Heng's strength, slashed his chest, and killed four sneak attackers, but he himself was unscathed.
"As expected, he is the top expert in Xuanjing City after the three masters. In fact, let me tell you, the current three masters are also getting old. If they really want to fight you, they might not be your opponent."
On the other side, a masked man in black walked out slowly. Together with Qingshuang Fist Zhan Heng, they blocked Sun Zhu in the middle.
"You two just want to keep me?" Sun Zhu said coldly.
"How will you know if you don't try it?" Zhan Heng smiled.
The three of them moved at the same time. To an outsider, the three shadows seemed to be flashing, criss-crossing and flashing past each other, appearing and disappearing.
This is not caused by speed alone, but by more force that distorts the air and light, creating visual illusions.
The strength of the three of them has all reached the level of Zang training. The total amount is huge. Every time they move their hands and feet, a large amount of powerful air flows across them.
The other side.
Wei He quietly watched the three men fight.
The three masters of Zang training were fighting each other, and the ordinary soldiers around them did not dare to intervene at all. Even if they had second and third blood, they did not dare to get too close.
These three people are not old people who have entered a period of decline, but top masters who are still at their peak in terms of energy, blood and strength.
In a fight at this time, as long as you are slightly affected, you will either die or be injured.
Sun Zhu's sword is very fast, one stroke after another, like writing, straight, fast, like lightning, and extremely sharp every time.
This kind of swordsmanship, combined with the sharp cutting power that burst out from his body, forced the other two to do nothing and did not dare to confront him head-on.
But soon, the two of them came up with a way, which was to use strength to interact and superimpose the impact.
That is, one person is in front and the other is behind, working with the demonic energy to continuously attack Sun Zhu's protective power.
The two forces were so powerful that one cut with the sword could not cut through it at all. Just like this, the two of them relied on their powerful impact, which obviously slowed down Sun Zhu's sword speed.
The two forces intertwined in the air, forming a twisting force field that forcibly twisted Sun Zhu's sword blade to accelerate.
The cooperation between Zhan Heng and the masked man was extremely tacit, and it was obvious that the two had often cooperated like this.
The three men ran rampant on the street. Doors and windows were smashed into shops one after another, and the wooden walls were beaten with such force that the wooden walls were shattered.
The wooden pillars were cut directly into pieces,
Sun Zhu was about to fall into a disadvantage.
The cooperation between the two in front of him was far more dangerous than the battle between You Rong and the three Zhan Zang practitioners he had fought against before.
At that time, in fact, the other two Zangzang practitioners were just filling up the numbers. They were already old and their strength was no longer there.
In fact, the only one who really poses a threat to him is You Rong.
But now...these two masters have reached the level of threat to You Rong.
The level of danger is far greater than last time.
He swept across with sword light, constantly thinking of ways to break the situation.
Suddenly, the sword blade in his hand suddenly bloomed with five sword shadows.
The black sword shadow combined with the explosive force formed a sharp sword force that cut through the sleeves of Zhan Heng and the two men.
The two of them temporarily avoided the attack and retreated a few steps.
Unexpectedly, Sun Zhu turned around and ran away without looking back, regardless of how the two of them reacted.
"Want to escape!?"
In desperation, the two quickly caught up.
The three of them disappeared into the blood-stained street in the blink of an eye.
After running a few hundred meters, Sun Zhu turned a corner and suddenly stopped.
At some point, a tall man with a height of two meters stood in front of him.
The man is wearing a black cloak, has broad shoulders and a strong build, and wears a simple black ghost mask on his face.
From behind, Zhan Heng and the masked man also chased after them, and they also saw the ghost-faced man.