Chapter 223: Tentative (Xie Qingning son leader)

In March, the spring breeze blows the willows.
The Xuanjing area, in Fushan County, should have been a peaceful and peaceful place.
At this time, a large number of people are fighting to death on the street.
On one side are the officials in the costumes of officers and soldiers, and on the other side is a small number of gray-clothed and blue belts.
On these gray-clothed blue belts, all of them rusted on their arms with a number of decisive words.
They are one of the inconspicuous middle-level forces on the ground in Xuanjing-Juyitang.
Juyitang itself is not a powerful force, but they have a strong enough hall master.
Or the nominal hall master-Sun Zhu.
Sun Zhu is a man with extraordinary talent. He practiced a handbook of martial arts bought on the street when he was young, and he actually practiced a broken Huoshan boxing technique to the extreme.
Later, he worshipped a martial arts master in the county under Huoshan Gate, and devoted himself to martial arts. Twenty years later, he stepped into strength in one fell swoop, and then practiced alone. And learn special skills from alien animals, improve Huoshan boxing, and sublimate it.
At the age of thirty-eight, Sun Zhu broke through again and stepped into bone forging. After the second time, the foundation was not solid, and after breaking into the viscera, the stability stopped.
Now in his early 50s, his skills have been honed to the point of unabated growth.
The blood was flowing into a stream on the street at this time, and the members of the Resolution Hall were chopped to the ground.
Compared with the large number of officers and soldiers, they were not superior in their own strength and did not have much cooperation. After half of the death and injury, most of the remaining members of the Resolution Hall 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 was named Zhan Heng, nicknamed Qingshuang Quan, and he was one of the four masters dispatched by Liu Ye this time to assist Zhu Chen.
Zhan Heng was born in another state, not a native of Taizhou, but his qualifications are excellent. He is a Qingshuang boxer under the top master of Fucheng, Hanshuang hand Zhang Dongyang. It was Zhang Dongyang who sat down as the largest disciple.
After Zhang Dongyang's death, in order to protect himself, Zhan Heng took all his juniors and younger sisters into Liu Ye and became one of the secret agents.
"Aheng, do you think Sun Zhu will show up this time?" a masked man whispered.
"I don't know. But if I still don't show up this time, the entire Juyitang will be gone even the last root." Zhan Heng said coldly.
"It depends on whether this person really doesn't care about Juyitang." The masked man smiled.
"I have investigated. Although this person has a cold temperament, he is extremely committed. He has promised to others before that he will keep Juyitang for a hundred years. Now in this situation, he will definitely come!" Zhan Heng said lightly.
Not far from the street, a tall and burly figure was staring quietly at the massacre.
The figure's hood was blown away a little by the wind, revealing a white and indifferent male face.
It was Wei He who had just left Wanqingmen.
He converged his breath and stood still in the shadows. The color of the cloak on his body was almost the same as that of the wall behind him, making it almost blended into the color of the surrounding environment, no one noticed.
Since leaving Wanqingmen, Wei He took some dried meat and mica insects, and left alone.
With mica insects present, his requirements for resource supplies can still be met. Nowadays, it is mainly the Boundary Orb, and it will take two or three months to fill up.
After he noticed Zhu Chen's thoughts, he immediately understood that once Juyitang was destroyed and Sun Zhu was arrested, then all the resistance around him was wiped out and it was his turn.
The point at this time is to ensure that Sun Zhu is not arrested.
Now, Wei He knows very well that as long as the more time he can win, the longer, and the level-by-level advancement of the Boundary Orb, the stronger his overall overall strength will be.
His fastest way to improve his strength now is to fully improve the nine attacks of Heavenly Seal.
Others, such as moiré, are just to lay the foundation later, even if the moiré is all completed now, he can't improve much of his actual combat power. Because this is the pace of laying the foundation. It is to prepare for the realm after practicing the dirty.
Standing in the shadows, Wei He waited quietly, watching the scene not far away.
There are fewer and fewer people in Juyitang.
Soon, the five or six people in the center had not surrendered, and began to try to break through together and sprint in other directions.
Seeing that the last five or six people, that is, the core master of Juyitang, were about to be surrounded and strangled.
They were covered in blood one by one, and they had nowhere to escape from bullets and hidden weapons.
Qing Shuang Quan Zhan Heng slowly put on his black gloves and walked forward.
He will launch a final blow to it. In order to reduce the damage caused by these masters' mortal counterattack.
Only when he took a step, he felt cold, turned his head, and looked behind him.
Not far behind him, a masked man wearing a hat and a quilt, who did not know when, had stood less than ten meters behind him.
The man's breathing was barely audible, his eyes were hidden behind the black mask, and he couldn't see anything.
He doesn't seem to need to watch anything.
Huh.
A black iron rapier leaned toward the ground.
The man in the hat holds the sword in his hand and slowly moves forward.
"Decision Hall Master Sun Zhu, I didn't expect you to really dare to come out alone." Qingshuang Quan Zhanheng's expression remained unchanged, turned around, and raised his right fist.
A trace of strength spread from the surface of his fist, causing the surrounding air to slowly appear white.
It was chill, a special effect brought about by his special boxing power.
The special effect inspired by his Cyan Frost Fist is freezing.
"Zhu Chen sent you to die?" Sun Zhu said softly.
"Send to death!?" Zhan Heng sneered, "Who the is going to die, I have to fight to find out."
He stepped forward, gathered his right hand with all his strength, brought a large white mist and a punch!
A few meters away is fleeting.
There was a soft sniff.
Sun Zhu's body technique was so different that he brushed past his fist.
The black sword in his hand buzzed and trembled.
In an instant, a flash of lightning seemed to draw a word, and it suddenly lit up in front of Zhan Heng.
Zhan Heng raised his left hand, trying to block the sword in time, but the opponent's speed was too fast to be too late.
laugh!
The two staggered past, switching positions to stand.
Zhan Heng's chest slowly cracked a mouth, and the blood slowly seeped out from the injury.
He looked down at his cut clothes, inner armor, and flesh.
"So fast sword, so sharp!"
"Unfortunately, it's still a bit slow. If you can go faster, you won't have the possibility of surviving just now." Sun Zhu shook a trace of blood on the blade.
Several officers and soldiers fell to the ground abruptly beside him, slowly bleeding from the neck of his body.
Obviously, he not only fought with Zhan Heng for a moment, but also solved the four surrounding Chijing army officers and soldiers who wanted to sneak attack.
At that moment, he cut open Zhanheng's strength, cut his chest, and killed four sneak attackers, but he was unscathed.
"It really deserves to be the top master of Xuanjing City, second only to the three main masters. In fact, I want to say that the current three main masters are also very old and really want to fight you, maybe it is not your opponent."
On the other side, a black masked man walked out slowly. Together with Qingshuang Quan Zhanheng, one after another, blocking Sun Zhu in the middle.
"You two want to keep me?" Sun Zhu said coldly.
"If you don't try it, how do you know?" Zhan Heng smiled.
The three moved at the same time. To outsiders, the three shadows seemed to flicker, flashing rapidly and intermittently.
This is not caused by speed alone, but by more power to distort the air light and produce visual illusions.
The strength of the three of them has reached the level of dirty training, and the total amount is huge, and there is a large amount of strength scrolling airflow across.
The other side.
Wei He quietly watched the three fight each other.
The three masters of dirty training played against each other, and the surrounding ordinary sergeants didn't dare to intervene at all.
These three are not old people who have entered a period of decline, but are top masters with vitality and strength, all of which are still at the peak.
At this time, the fight, as long as it is slightly affected, it will be dead or injured.
Sun Zhu's sword is very fast, strokes one by one, like writing, straight, swift, and extremely sharp every time like an electric light.
This kind of swordsmanship, combined with the sharp cutting power bursting out of his body, forced the other two people to do nothing and dare not confront him head-on.
But soon, the two people came up with a way, which was to interact with force and superimpose the impact.
That is, one person at the front and the other at the back, with the devil energy, a series of shocks to Sun Zhu's body protection power.
Two powerful forces are abnormal ~EbookFREE.me~ One blade cutting is impossible to cut through. In this way, the two rely on the impact of their strength to obviously slow down Sun Zhu's sword speed.
The two forces interlaced in the air, forming a twisting force field, forcibly distorting Sun Zhu's sword blade and accelerating.
The cooperation between Zhan Heng and the masked man is extremely tacit, and obviously the two have always cooperated in this way.
The three rushed across the street, and shops were forcibly smashed doors and windows, and the wooden walls were shattered by force.
The wooden pillars were chopped off directly,
Sun Zhu was about to fall into a disadvantage.
The cooperation of the two in front of him was far more dangerous than the three dirty training battles of You Rong he had fought.
At that time, in fact, the other two visceral exercises were just filling up, and they were both very old and weak.
In fact, only You Rong is the real threat to him.
But now these two masters have reached the threat level of You Rong.
The level of danger is far greater than last time.
He swept across the sword, constantly thinking about ways to break the game.
Suddenly, the sword in his hand burst into five sword shadows.
The black sword shadow combined with the explosive strength formed a sharp sword strength, piercing the sleeves of the two Zhanheng.
The two temporarily avoided the front and retreated a few steps.
Unexpectedly, Sun Zhu turned around and ran without looking back, regardless of how the two of them reacted.
"Want to escape!?"
In a hurry, the two quickly caught up.
The three of them disappeared on this blood-stained street in the blink of an eye.
After running hundreds of meters, Sun Zhu made a turn and stopped suddenly.
At an unknown time in front of him, stood a burly man two meters tall.
The man wears a black cloak, shoulders wide and strong, and he wears a simple black ghost face like him.
From the rear, Zhan Heng and the masked man also chased over, and they also saw the ghost-faced man.