Chapter 389: Former Northern General

"I dare not."

Li E put down his hand and looked at the person he was thinking about day and night.

"Today, Li E is only seeking the truth."

"Looking for death!" Cao Cheng'an said no more.

With a low roar, his body rushed towards Li E like a tiger out of the cage, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind.

Although he has been away from the army for many years, his foundation is still there, and the momentum of this attack is still unparalleled.

Obviously, they intend to end the battle quickly and capture the main culprit.

However, the moment the fists touched, the rage on Cao Cheng'an's face instantly turned into unbelievable horror.

His pupils suddenly contracted and his eyes widened in horror.

“How could it be…?!”

There was a murderous atmosphere in the Xuan Gesi office.

As the former chief general of the Northern Black Tortoise Army, Cao Cheng'an's cultivation has reached the third-grade Divine Martial Realm, which is his greatest confidence.

At the beginning of the battle, he instinctively wanted to show his "power" and suppress the opponent with his realm.

The pressure forms an invisible cage, which has an overwhelming advantage over those with inferior cultivation.

With a thought, a powerful pressure wrapped in blood and gore instantly expanded outward with him as the center, intending to completely crush the group of rebels in front of him!

However, at the moment when the "momentum" was about to cover the entire venue, a deeper and heavier force suddenly pressed down from the darkness.

The "momentum" that Cao Cheng'an exerted was like hitting an invisible bronze wall.

Not only did it fail to affect the opponent at all, but it was instead violently poured back into his own body.

The shock made his blood surge and his meridians ache.

“How could it be!”

The blood drained from Cao Chengan's face, and he looked at Li E, who had a cold expression on his face, in horror.

"You...you are actually in the Divine Martial Realm?"

How is this possible!

If he had reached the Divine Martial Realm within the Xuanwu Army, how could he still be just a mere Zhechou Duwei? He should have been a general long ago!

Moreover, under the layers of surveillance in the military, it is extremely difficult to hide one's cultivation level perfectly.

Before he could think about it, Li E's attack had arrived and the battle broke out.

Li E is in his prime. Although he is only at the peak of the Qiwu realm, he has strong energy and blood, and his attacks are fierce and violent.

Cao Cheng'an had been retired from the northern border for six or seven years. He was getting older and lived a life of luxury, and his energy and vigor were no longer as strong as before.

Especially when his greatest advantage was completely suppressed and his "momentum" could not be used, he was restricted everywhere.

After just a few hard blows, Cao Cheng'an felt his arms go numb, his breathing became disordered, and he was defeated step by step.

But there was more astonishment in his eyes than fear.

Because he clearly sensed that the source of the power that suppressed him did not come from Li E.

There was no fluctuation unique to the Divine Martial Realm on the opponent's body, which meant that there were hidden masters secretly assisting him!

Xuan Ge Si Yamen is an important government office, and the streets are quiet.

In addition, the situation in Fengjing has changed suddenly today, and everyone is in danger.

Even if passers-by occasionally noticed that the gate of Xuan Ge Si was unusually closed, they would lower their heads and hurried past, not daring to peek.

The stall owner selling sesame cakes on the street corner was still making the cakes slowly and leisurely.

The dough sizzles softly on the hot griddle, and the aroma wafts into the air.

No one knew that a suffocating force was precisely covering the entire Xuan Gesi office, blocking all the sounds of fighting and shouting inside, without a single sound leaking out.

It was like an invisible giant hand, holding down the old general tightly, making him feel like he was trapped in shallow water despite having the cultivation level of the third rank.

Li E's punches were powerful and fierce, pressing forward step by step, each move targeting the vital points.

Cao Cheng'an had a higher level of perception that allowed him to predict his opponent's moves, but his declining energy and poorly trained body made it impossible for him to keep up with the speed of his consciousness, and his blocking and dodging became increasingly awkward.

Li E didn't care about the opponent's attacks at all. He groaned and gritted his teeth to endure the hits. He fought fiercely, willing to pay with his life for another's!

Finally, Li E saw an opening and punched Cao Cheng'an hard on the face.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Cao Cheng'an flew backwards, smashing the partition door of the government office behind him and falling into the room in a mess.

Cao Cheng'an coughed up blood and struggled to get up. The burning pain on his face was far less than the frustration and anger in his heart.

Li E stepped over the threshold and looked down at him condescendingly:

"A third-rank divine warrior, being beaten by a mere fourth-rank one like me, isn't it frustrating?"

He raised his right fist and pounded it hard on his chest, right at his heart, making a dull sound.

"Compared to the years of frustration I've been experiencing here, what General Cao did today is nothing!!"

Cao Chengan roared angrily and rushed forward again regardless of his injuries.

But this time, a cold light flashed in Li E's eyes, and he pulled out a one-foot-long dagger from his waist with his backhand.

The risk is increasing every moment. He has no time to waste here. There are more important things to do.

A cold light suddenly appeared!

Li E wore inner armor and held a sharp blade, while Cao Cheng'an was still wearing the crimson official robe he hadn't had time to change out of after the incident, and was unarmed. With his "momentum" completely suppressed, the gap between him and the Qi Wu realm had narrowed infinitely.

Chi!

The knife flashes like lightning!

The first blow accurately severed the tendons of his right wrist as he blocked the attack.

The second and third knives followed closely behind.

The scarlet official robe was quickly stained into a dark purple-black by the blood, which was shocking to the eye.

Li E advanced like a ghost.

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding tearing sound, Cao Cheng'an couldn't suppress a roar of pain as all the tendons in his hands and feet were severed.

The former Northern Territory General collapsed in a pool of blood like a dead dog with its bones pulled out, leaving only heavy breathing.

At the same time, resistance in other areas of the yamen gradually subsided.

The mighty Xuan Ge Si was actually captured by these thirty-odd Xuanwu soldiers in a lightning speed.

Li E twisted his neck and exhaled a breath of foul air with a bloody smell.

He grabbed Cao Cheng'an's collar with one hand and dragged him mercilessly across the cold ground, leaving a winding trail of blood.

When passing by the Right Junior Supervisor's office, he glanced at the Supervisor Shen Zhijie, who was restrained by two soldiers and had a livid face.

"Is it okay for you to borrow the Warden's official residence?"

Shen Zhijie's hair and beard trembled slightly, and he suppressed his anger and said sternly:

"Li E! Do you know what you are doing?

Attacking the imperial residence and seriously injuring imperial officials is tantamount to treason!

You may have reasons for having to do it, but what about these brothers you brought with you?

What about their parents, wives, and children? Have you thought about the consequences?"

Li E seemed not to hear and did not stop at all.

Dragging the dying Cao Cheng'an, he walked straight into the public office belonging to the warden.

"Half a cup of tea."

He left these three words and slammed the door shut.

Chen Zhijie was left hanging.

He looked around and saw that the Xuanwu soldiers were doing their duties and silently putting their unconscious colleagues to the ground.

As long as no one resists or makes a noise, there will be no additional beatings.

Except Cao Cheng'an, no one else, including himself, was fatally injured.

However, the words just now that were intended to sow discord failed to cause even a ripple in the ears of the soldiers.

Their eyes were as calm as water, even with a kind of determination that was almost indifferent.

Shen Zhijie's heart sank all the way down, and the chill penetrated his bones.

These people... came here with the determination to die!

What kind of blood feud does Cao Chengan carry?

How could these elite Xuanwu soldiers be willing to risk everything and kill nine generations of their clan?

He didn't care about past grudges, and didn't even care about Cao Cheng'an's life or death.

But at this moment, he was truly scared.

The Northern Xuanwu Army...may have undergone major changes!