Chunyang Palace is the largest Zhenyi Taoist palace in Ze Province.
The master of the palace, Taoist Qingxiao, was looking kind and kind, and he was quietly explaining the martial arts practice to the many disciples below.
His voice was ups and downs, and he sang songs from time to time. His tone was rich and had a special rhythm. Everyone present was mesmerized.
But few people know that he uses special martial arts secrets every time he preaches.
As the general leader in charge of the entire Zhenyi Sect affairs in Ze Province, Taoist Qingxiao set his sights on one of the positions after losing three of the Five Sons of Mingshan.
After all, he is a master who can sit in Ze Province, the base camp of the Taoist Sect.
Even among the True One Popes, there is still hope for him to improve one step further.
After a sermon, the audience concluded and Taoist Qingxiao left the stage and returned to the backstage.
Just as he was about to rest, a close disciple who was serving him immediately came up to him.
"Palace Master, the special envoy sent to Qingchuan has mysteriously disappeared, and we have also received a decree to send people out to cooperate. You see..."
"The special envoy team is missing. Their purpose is to investigate the Taoist sect. This matter is not easy to handle..." Taoist Qingxiao said calmly.
He had heard about the strength of the special envoy. The only explanation for the sudden disappearance of such a powerful force was that a comparable force had taken action.
If he dares to join in the fun with his small body, isn't that asking for death?
"Brother Qingxiao was so full of energy back then, why has he become so timid and shy now?"
Suddenly, the only light at the small doorway backstage was blocked by a person.
This man was wearing a black robe and his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice made Qingxiao's heart tremble.
"Is it you...?" He seemed to recognize the other person.
"It's me. I helped you back then. Now, it's time for you to return that favor." The visitor smiled.
"...You are also here for the special envoy and Zhang Ying?" Qing Xiao frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Of course. But we are all self-aware. If we really have to face the counter-clockwise society behind us, no one can withstand it. But what if we don't let you deal with the counter-clockwise society?" the visitor said with a smile.
"What do you mean?"
"Literal meaning." The visitor continued, "Now it can be confirmed that Daozi Zhang Ying most likely really has the final secret of the Dongzong in his hands, that is, he can know the special secret of the master of worshiping the gods.
And these secrets must not be allowed to leak out! Otherwise..."
"Can you find him?" Qingxiao's heart moved.
"We can't find Zhang Ying, but we can find his close men. I got the news that his men have started packing their luggage and heading to other provinces. In this way, we can intercept this group of people halfway. In this way,
Whether you use it as a bait or hand it over to the higher-ups for explanation, it’s all a method. You think so?” the visitor said relaxedly.
That's right... If you can't defeat the force behind the special envoy team, how can you defeat you, a group of ordinary people?
"How to protect my identity?" Qingxiao still had concerns.
"If you don't tell me, if I don't tell you, who will know it's us?" the man said with a smile.
The close disciple next to Qing Xiao was stunned when he heard this, then his expression changed slightly and he took a step back.
puff!
Unfortunately it's too late.
Taoist Qingxiao struck out with lightning, and it landed exactly in the middle of his forehead.
The brain immediately collapsed.
The disciple fell limply to the ground and lost his voice.
He did not worship God, but planned to practice higher level, but unfortunately...
"The price is still the same...very decisive." The visitor clapped his hands and laughed.
"When will we do it?" Qingxiao said solemnly, retracting her hand.
"Now."
******
The winding official road halfway up the mountain is like a giant python wrapping around the mountain.
The gray-white continuum stretches far into the distance, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, making it extremely conspicuous from a distance.
At noon, the winter sun is cold and illuminated by scattered snowflakes, making the history look pale.
At the top of the mountain, under a cedar, Zhang Rongfang looked at the motorcade on the official road in the distance, silently.
He is waiting.
Waiting for someone to come and arrest him.
Since setting off yesterday, he has been separated from the team on the surface, but in fact he has been secretly protecting them.
The purpose was to use the motorcade as bait to draw out all the forces secretly targeting him.
With his special talent at this time, fighting to support fighting is the best way to deal with it.
As for himself, no matter how many people come around, they are actually a burden to him.
As long as he is alone, he can fight and retreat at the same time, come and go as he pleases.
I just kept waiting until noon the next day, but still no one showed up.
But he is not in a hurry... not at all...
From here to Wushan Prefecture, it will take at least one and a half months to travel at the speed of the convoy.
So, he still has a long time... la.
Suddenly Zhang Rong's face moved slightly and he looked in another direction and far away.
"Coming..." He looked over there from a distance. With the dark light vision activated, he could vaguely judge the speed of movement and the strength of Qi and blood over there.
Without hesitation, he moved his feet forward in that direction.
Passing through a large snow forest, he saw from a distance, a group of masked men in white clothes, approaching the convoy at high speed in the snow.
Behind these masked men, there was a tall man in silver armor following closely, with a long black scarf tied around his neck, fluttering back in the wind.
The masked man stood tall and straight, carrying a long knife on his back. The moment Zhang Rongfang jumped out of the forest, he looked towards him.
"Who!?" He shouted sternly, holding the handle of the knife in his hand.
What answered him was a gray shadow approaching rapidly.
Snow powder exploded under Zhang Rongfang's feet, and like a sharp arrow, a zigzag line suddenly appeared, flashing past more than a dozen masked people.
Shuttle and jump out.
A little bit of blood spattered from his hand.
Masked men shouted angrily, slashed with knives, and used various moves, but they were all in vain.
They were only halfway through their moves when their throats were pierced by flaws.
Everyone maintained their original movements and froze in place.
Then the moment Zhang Rongfang landed, everyone fell to the ground and lost their voices.
"There's only one left."
Zhang Rongfang gently landed a few meters in front of the leader, with blood slowly dripping from his sleeves, and walked towards the leader step by step.
The latter's eyes were frightened and he kept retreating.
******
The other side.
Chenxiang Mansion's motorcade drove along the winding mountain road slowly and slowly towards the distance.
Zhang Yunqi rode at the front, and a dozen high-level masters who rebelled against the religion supported him at the end of the team.
Zhang Zhenhai and Sun Chaoyue were together, located in the middle of the team, protecting the transported goods.
Such a team combination, from a distance, looks like just a few super masters sending each other to each other. In peacetime, it can be considered very stable.
But now chaos is beginning to arise, and many masters have stepped out of their retreats.
Not to mention that Chenxiang Mansion is now being targeted by many powerful forces, and this little guard force is far from enough.
call…
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, blowing away the petals of a plum blossom growing diagonally above the official road.
The white petals rotated and fell, gently crossing the car, crossing the window, passing by the Taoist mark engraved on the wheel, and about to land.
Call!
Suddenly the carriage stopped rolling.
Everyone in front and behind the team stopped and stopped moving forward.
Zhang Yunqi raised his hand and glanced forward warily.
The official road ahead has a mountain wall on the left and a cliff on the right. There is no place to hide people.
But for some reason, he felt uneasy at this moment.
"What's wrong, daddy?" Zhang Zhenhai asked softly as he opened the car curtain.
"Something is wrong./\/\\/...M._j_h_s_s_d_.c_o_mFirst.Update~~" Zhang Yunqi replied in a deep voice. "Attention to the police!"
"What's the point of being careful? What's the use of being careful?" A clear voice interrupted him, falling down from the side of the mountain wall.
Suddenly everyone raised their heads and looked into the sky.
I saw a gray cloaked man wearing a bamboo hat standing lightly on the plum blossom tree above the official road.
The person who came was holding a long sword with a black scabbard, and his face was covered with a mask, except for two holes dug out for his eyes.
"Is this the direct force under Zhang Ying? Isn't it too weak?"
"He himself is just a super-class, naturally not strong. The key is the power behind him. Forget it, deal with it as soon as possible and take people away. This time the matter is considered completed."
On another mountain wall, a man in white clothes also covered his face with a white mask. At first glance, the mask was a simple cover bought at a stall, like a child's toy.
This person is Taoist Qingxiao.
In order to give an explanation to the above, it is also necessary to return the favor.
It is naturally the most suitable choice to attack Zhang Ying's direct subordinates secretly.
So here he is.
As the true master in charge of a province, he has been very careful this time.
The destruction of the special envoy made him understand that he had to come up with something useful in order to cope with the accusations from above.
He didn't dare to touch the real Zhang Ying, so he would change his mind.
The two of them were hanging on the mountain wall, overlooking the convoy, with a vague aura that they had everything under control.
"Do it. Otherwise, things will change if you wait too long!" Qing Xiao looked at the other person and urged.
The other masked man nodded.
Whoosh!
The two of them swooped down from the sky at the same time and immediately rushed towards the center car of the motorcade.
They had already investigated it before they came.
There are actually only three people here who truly belong to Zhang Ying's core subordinates.
Zhang Yunqi, Zhang Zhenhai, and Sun Chaoyue.
Among them, Zhang Zhenhai and Sun Chaoyue are both young and beautiful women. They are suspected to be Zhang Ying's lovers and have an intimate relationship.
Therefore, he is the first important target to be arrested.
The two people quickly approached the central carriage. The convoy guards and members of the anti-sect on both sides drew their swords and shot arrows in an attempt to stop the two people.
But to no avail.
The movement skills of the two seemed to predict everything in advance, easily avoiding all attacks and passing through the gaps.
The long knife in the hand of the masked man in the bamboo hat suddenly unsheathed, cutting off all the surrounding knife tips with one knife, and grabbing Sun Chaoyue with one hand and one palm in the car window, his pretty face turned pale.
"Let me have a taste of Zhang Ying's woman!" The man in the bamboo hat laughed, reached out his hand through the car window, and pressed Sun Chaoyue's shoulders.
Snapped.
Grasping it firmly with five fingers, he pulled back.
Um!??
Not moving at all??
what happened!!?
The smile in the masked man's eyes suddenly stopped.
The laughter also stopped suddenly.
"What's going on!!?" He suddenly found that his whole body was stiff and motionless, as if he was completely paralyzed.
Suddenly he seemed to think of something and lowered his head with difficulty.
In an instant, his childish eyes shrank.
At the position of his heart, there was a thick palm gently pressing on it.
The five fingers of his palm pierced his heart deeply, but strangely no blood came out.
"Didn't the people from Xizong tell you not to come and join in the fun?"
Zhang Rongfang stood behind him, with a calm face, looking down at the other person.
"I!!?"
In an instant, the masked man's head was grabbed by a big hand and turned around.
Katcha!
Instantly rotates 360 degrees.
His body fell to his knees with a pop, and his whole body quickly shriveled up and lost blood.