Chapter 740 The Divine General Makes His Move

The one just now was a guard from the Feng family. The guards who came out to carry out this mission were not ordinary guards, but the best of the best who were carefully selected.

The fact that he could kill him with a single shot is enough to demonstrate the boy's skill.

However, this alone is not enough to impress everyone present.

The murderous aura and wolfish nature emanating from the boy felt vaguely familiar to everyone, but at the moment only the head of the Dong family thought of Xuan Yuansheng.

"superior!"

The Dong family head and others gave the order in unison, and the remaining five guards drew their swords or daggers and rushed towards Gu Jiao.

Everyone watched intently as the boy fought the guards.

Knowing he was outnumbered, the boy had to conserve his energy as much as possible, so he aimed every move at his opponent's vital points, never giving them a chance to come back.

"Whom did you think of?" the Dong family head asked.

A name flashed through everyone's minds simultaneously—Xuanyuan Sheng.

Xuanyuan Sheng went to war with his father at the age of ten and made outstanding contributions at the age of twelve. He was the most valiant young Blood Wolf on the battlefield.

Slay gods and demons alike; even if you can't kill them, you must take a piece of their flesh.

Therefore, even those who defeated Xuanyuan Sheng's enemies were unwilling to fight him again.

—The cost was too high.

Feng Laosan asked, "Who exactly is this kid?"

The head of the Dong family said with a complicated expression, "Never seen him before, don't know him."

When the last guard fell, the battle ended.

It's much faster than I expected!

This kid doesn't look like a master, so why are all his moves fatal?

Feng Laosan narrowed his eyes and leaped into the air: "I'll take you on!"

His weapon was a longsword, similar in size to the red-tasseled spear in Gu Jiao's hand, but heavier, though not as heavy as Xuan Yuanli's red-tasseled spear.

He swung his sword down, and Gu Jiao parried with her gun in both hands, her arms going slightly numb.

Feng Huai, the eldest son of the Feng family patriarch, is the third son in the family and is known as Feng Laosan. He is skilled with a knife and possesses immense strength.

Looking at Gu Jiao who had caught his longsword, Feng Laosan sneered unexpectedly, "Boy, you're quite strong to have caught my sword! Let's see if you can catch my second one!"

The first strike used only 30% of its force.

When the second strike came down, Gu Jiao's feet sank in by about half a foot.

If this continues, he'll eventually exhaust all my strength.

Gu Jiao decided to switch from defense to offense. When Feng Laosan's third slash came, Gu Jiao did not meet it head-on. Instead, she used her spear to propel herself up and leaped over Feng Laosan's head.

The moment she landed, she pulled out the red-tasseled spear from the ground, turned around and swept it horizontally, slashing Feng Laosan's waist, which he hadn't had time to protect.

Old Master Feng was shocked: "You..."

He looked at his wound in disbelief, then at Gu Jiao, who was holding the red-tasseled spear and breathing slightly. "Boy! You were just using the Xuanyuan family's spear technique!"

"What?" Lord Chen exclaimed in surprise.

The head of the Dong family had already figured out a bit of the trick.

This kid used ordinary marksmanship when dealing with the guards, but when it came to the more troublesome Feng Laosan, he changed his marksmanship.

That move was the fourth move in the Seven Styles of Xuanyuan, a perfect counter-attack.

To unleash the Xuanyuan family's spear technique is no simple task. First, one must completely channel internal energy into the dantian, and then unleash it solely through physical endurance and explosive power without using even a trace of internal energy.

This spear technique was created by Xuanyuan Li.

To be honest, he didn't understand why Xuanyuan Li would create such a spear technique. Everyone in the Xuanyuan family had internal energy, so wouldn't it have been better for him to create a spear technique that could also be performed using internal energy?

This prevented even the most skilled members of prestigious families from secretly learning the techniques.

My thoughts have wandered. I should think about how this kid acquired this marksmanship, and what amazing perseverance and physique he had to learn it.

Besides Xuan Yuanli and Xuan Yuansheng from back then, only the body-tempering martial monks of Shaolin Temple could withstand such force.

Is this kid a Shaolin monk?

No, even martial monks can't learn it; their techniques are contradictory.

The head of the Dong family was at his wit's end. He suddenly became incredibly curious about this young man and wanted to know his background.

After being injured, Feng Laosan began to use all his strength. His attacks became faster and faster, leaving Gu Jiao unable to dodge.

Feng Laosan kicked Gu Jiao in the shoulder, forcing her back several feet. Her feet carved long furrows in the ground until she drove her red-tasseled spear deep into the earth!

When she stopped, she was only half a foot away from Xiao Jingkong.

"Jiaojiao?"

Xiao Jingkong sensed her presence, but he remembered Gu Jiao's words and knew he couldn't turn back.

Gu Jiao stared intently at Feng Laosan in front of her, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "Count the stars."

"Okay!" Xiao Jingkong sat cross-legged on the cloak, gazing at the vast and ethereal starry sky, "One, two, three..."

His tender little voice was the tranquility she wanted to protect.

Gu Jiao straightened up, holding a red-tasseled spear, and walked step by step, covered in blood, toward Feng Laosan.

Even Feng Laosan was captivated.

What happened?

He was kicked by him, yet he was still able to stand up and walk towards him!

"Very well, if you're courting death, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Feng Laosan swung his long knife and slashed at Gu Jiao's neck!

Gu Jiao, who should have had her head chopped off, vanished in a flash!

Feng Laosan was startled.

Gu Jiao's red-tasseled spear was still stuck in the ground, but where was Ke Ren?

The next second, Gu Jiao appeared behind Feng Laosan.

Feng Laosan felt a chill run down his spine, realizing something. Just as he was about to turn around, Gu Jiao grabbed the back of his head by the hair.

Gu Jiao grabbed him with one hand and gripped the dagger tightly with the other, slitting his throat.

This wasn't the Xuanyuan family's spear technique; it was a killing move from her past life, which she hadn't used in a long time. Fortunately, she remembered it.

Feng Laosan collapsed to the ground, dumbfounded.

A strong stench of blood filled the air, and the violent impulses within Gu Jiao stirred, but she did not lose control for the time being.

She gripped the blood-stained dagger and glanced indifferently at the remaining four people.

There was no fierce emotion in her eyes, nor any hint of triumph or pleasure in defeating her opponent; she was very calm.

However, this is the most terrifying part.

Kid, you just killed a big shot, okay? You didn't just mow down a bunch of cabbages!

Gu Jiao raised her dagger: "I'm tired of fighting, all of you come at me at once."

...

On the other side, Mu Qingchen and a bodyguard also entered the forest.

The guard looked up and said, "Young master, look, that eagle is flying so high."

Mu Qingchen looked up.

He had been watching the eagle for a long time; it had been circling in a certain direction.

Mu Qingchen withdrew her gaze: "Forget about that eagle, finding the person is the priority."

The guard replied, "Yes, young master."

After walking for a while, the guard whispered, "It's getting dark. If we haven't found the young princess by then, she might be in grave danger."

Mu Qingchen frowned but remained silent.

He didn't want to see this happen, but he had to admit that the longer it went on, the less likely the little princess would survive.

They entered the woods from another direction and did not encounter the vendor's body, so they were unaware that the young princess had been discovered and taken away.

The guard asked again, "Young Master, why didn't you let Young Master Mu Chuan come along?"

Mu Qingchen said, "It won't make a difference even if he comes."

I'm still a child myself.

As the two were talking, a cry of an eagle suddenly came from the dome. The gyrfalcon that was circling above the trees seemed to have spotted its prey and suddenly swooped down.

Immediately afterwards, a series of piercing screams echoed from the depths of the forest: "Ah—"

The guard said warily, "Young master! Someone's here!"

Mu Qingchen looked at the map in her hand by the moonlight: "It's in the direction of the stream. Let's go take a look!"

The two horses could not go any further halfway because the road conditions were too bad; riding a horse was not as fast as using light-footed skills.

At this moment, both of them were walking.

The two used their lightness skills to rush over.

A chaotic battle is taking place by the creek.

The family heads and pillars of the clans present were all martial arts practitioners; otherwise, how could they have personally entered the forest?

Only the head of the Yang family watched the battle from the sidelines. He was the oldest person present, over fifty years old, and even climbing up and down trees required the help of his guards.

The head of the Dong family caught Gu Jiao's gunshot, turned his head and gritted his teeth, saying, "Alright, Lao Yang, stop pretending! If you keep acting weak, none of us will be able to leave!"

Among these people, Old Yang, who pretends to be weak, is actually the one with the highest martial arts skills.

Even when the three of them—Master Dong, Lord Chen, and Lord Du—joined forces, they could only manage a draw against Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao is too difficult to deal with.

This was entirely expected.

But Old Yang hadn't been watching for nothing; he had been observing Gu Jiao's martial arts style, trying to find her weaknesses.

The boy did have some weaknesses, but those three weaknesses were even more numerous, no wonder he was beaten so badly.

He leaped out: "Alright, I'll help you."

After the Yang family head joined the battle, Gu Jiao clearly felt the pressure.

This unassuming old man is a true master!

Just as the group was locked in combat, several guards suddenly emerged from the other side of the woods.

They were shrewd; instead of participating in the duel between the masters, they went straight to the stream to capture Xiao Jingkong and the little princess.

It was mainly because it was dark, and the two of them were wearing the same clothes, had the same hairstyle, and their faces were so dirty that they couldn't be recognized.

Unable to distinguish who the young princess was, they had no choice but to arrest them all.

Gu Jiao: "Xiao Jiu!"

Xiao Jiu swooped down and pecked out the eyes of the guard who was leading the charge.

The screams that Mu Qingchen and the guards heard came from his mouth.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu is no longer an ordinary gyrfalcon; it is Gu Jiao's war eagle!

Little Nine has also begun its own battle!

One of the guards pretended to be injured and fell into the stream, but in reality, he had his eye on two little kids by the stream.

Xiao Jingkong looked at the guards who were getting up towards him.

Well, Jiaojiao only said not to turn around, not that she didn't say not to move.

The guards pounced fiercely on Xiao Jingkong.

Little Jingkong jumped up, and Little Iron Hand reached forward: "The monkey steals pottery (homophone)!"

Guard: "...!!"

The guard knelt on the ground, his face contorted in pain.

Upon arriving at the scene and witnessing this, Mu Qingchen's legs tightened, and she gasped.

Gu Jiao wasn't much better off; she almost fell over after stumbling!

Where did you learn those vulgar skills?

Don't tell her it was that little chicken monkey who taught her again!

Her innocent and naive little Jingkong was led astray just like that!

When she returns to Zhao Kingdom, she's going to beat him up! Beat him up! Beat him up!

Gu Jiao misunderstood. This move was not taught by Marquis Xuanping, but by Xu Zhouzhou, the strongest little rascal and the leader of the Three Scoundrels of the Imperial Academy.

(End of this chapter)