I only seek to enjoy the present moment, regardless of dying in a foreign land tomorrow. With a blade in hand, I'll slay demons and men alike. "Ladies and gentlemen, please be on your way!&...
774 Not burdened by fame
The city guards were purged; some disappeared forever, while others were imprisoned.
The same goes for the yamen runners; those who were supposed to disappear have almost completely vanished by now!
There was a shortage of manpower, and many of the younger generation of soldiers took the opportunity to find a way out.
Danger is danger, and danger is always unavoidable, but tonight is a very good opportunity that no one wants to miss!
Outside the gambling den, in the early morning before the night had completely faded, more than a dozen people lay dead in the dilapidated building, blood flowing everywhere, the doors and windows stained red!
There seemed to be a voice penetrating the street, shouting, "I belong to Wan Jia! I belong to Wan Jia! How dare you!"
But with swordsmen and shieldmen in front and spearmen behind, screams and wails rang out!
People used to fear you, now you fear people!
At dawn, Nian Qiangguo held a long spear in his hand, a majestic spear that gleamed like a giant dragon in his grasp.
Standing outside the Tiger Fang Gang's gate, the gang leader's face was solemn, but his eyes shone with a fearless light, which made him appear even more determined, as if he was truly unafraid!
The momentum of the nation is becoming increasingly concentrated, like a fierce tiger at the peak of its power, ready to strike!
The leader of the Ferocious Tiger Fang Gang looked solemn, but seemed prepared, and took a stand before him!
With a thunderous and powerful gesture, he clasped his hands in a salute, his voice booming like a great bell. "General Nian's presence truly brings honor to my humble abode. I am deeply ashamed that I was unable to greet you from afar!"
Our Tiger Fang gang is united and disciplined; if needed, we will certainly go all out to serve our general!
The moment the flower fell, the hand gripping the knife remained vigilant, never relaxing its grip.
The momentum of a powerful nation converged at its peak, and under its overwhelming force, heaven and earth seemed to tremble, and the ground beneath their feet turned into dust and flew everywhere.
The spear in his hand now gathered countless powerful currents, like the force of something falling from the sky, with flames soaring into the sky and instantly condensing to its peak.
"Oppressing the good and plundering people, they deserve to be executed!" With a furious shout, the spear fell to the ground like a meteor, carrying earth-shattering power, and fiercely thrust towards the Tiger Fang Gang leader.
The gun flashed by, accompanied by a thunderous roar, its speed too fast to be caught.
Before the Tiger Fang Gang leader could react, the spear had already pierced through his body while the knife was still in mid-air.
Eighteen shocking holes were instantly pierced from the head to the chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain, leaving a bright red stain three feet away.
The blow was so ruthless that even the inner armor felt like paper. The stunned expressions on their faces seemed to freeze the air itself.
The Tiger Fang Gang leader was incredulous, as if to say, 'Have you investigated thoroughly? I am a member of the Third Young Master of the Yue family. You dare to kill me!'
I have connections!
There are people there!
As blood splattered out like a blizzard, Nian Qiangguo, standing three steps away, neither dodged nor evaded. In an instant, he stood like a blood-soaked war god amidst the blood, the crimson stains on his armor like flames burning in the night.
His gaze was as cold as a knife, as if it could pierce through you, but the kill came too late.
A slight chilly breeze dispersed the blood mist, revealing Nian Qiangguo's cold and stern face. He muttered to himself, his voice filled with endless anger, determination, and regret, "I've wanted to tear you to pieces for a long time!"
In this royal city, in the northern district, there are many people I have long wanted to cut down with my spear, but unfortunately their talents are limited and they are not worthy of being a holy emperor!
If it weren't for Old Ghost watching over you from behind, you would have been spared until now.
Today, Master Yun has made a breakthrough and acted in accordance with the rules, so I no longer need to worry!
You, and that old devil behind you, neither of you can leave!
Three zhang away, a room in the inner courtyard suddenly exploded, sending wood flying. A sinister roar, like thunder, resounded, seemingly coming from the depths of hell, filled with killing intent, endless anger, and a threat.
"Young general, you've overstepped your bounds! You're utterly courting death!" The old man's voice echoed in the void, carrying an eerie resonance, as if countless evil spirits were whispering in his ear.
The anger almost coalesced into a tangible energy wave, impacting everything around it.
An old man walked quickly over, holding a four-foot-long fine gold sword with grooved snake patterns in his hand. His long hair danced in the wind, as if he were still elegant and charming!
The powerful nation remains steadfast!
Although the old man was furious, he was also filled with apprehension. As a fellow Martial King, he had more experience, but his opponent had an army behind him. He sighed inwardly, "It's not worth it to fight like this."
Moreover, with Emperor Wu's backing, I should have left just now!
Despite the old man's contorted face and extreme anger, he dared not make a move.
At this moment, he still regretted showing his face. Once he did, he couldn't run away immediately. Otherwise, the Yue family would lose face and he would be severely reprimanded!
He thought to himself, 'I left masked, so they probably won't bother to find out who I am. Now I'm in a bind. I hope this kid knows what's good for him!'
With a firm resolve in his heart, his expression softened slightly!
She said softly, as if trying to persuade me, "If you leave now, I'll pretend this never happened."
A sense of helplessness and compromise slowly emerged.
With King Wu in front, his army behind, and Emperor Wu as his backer, the old man felt a chill run down his spine. He thought to himself, 'I've suffered a huge loss. I should run away immediately. How could I possibly provoke Emperor Wu!'
But at this moment, all they can do is tough it out, trying to save face and hoping to avoid an unnecessary battle.
Otherwise, the Yue family's offerings would be hard to obtain, and they would rather be injured as a result.
"My true nature is to use the strong to defeat the weak and the big to overcome the small!"
The old man's thoughts were complex, a mixture of regret, fear, jealousy, and other inexplicable emotions!
Nian Qiangguo remained unmoved, giving the old man a cold look. "I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"
"You are too arrogant!" The old man's face turned furious upon hearing this. "The Martial King cannot be insulted, nor can the Nianqiang Kingdom!"
Nian Qiangguo's expression changed instantly. Suddenly, two long spears, as fast as lightning, attacked from his left rear. They were so fast that he couldn't react in time.
Two old generals clad in armor, their faces grim and fearless, worked together seamlessly!
The tip of the spear gleamed with an icy light, and the chill seemed to freeze the air before him. Tiny ice crystals appeared out of thin air, and the old man from the Tiger Fang Gang felt a chill run through his body!
The other black spear, like an arrow piercing the sky, was equally fearless, abandoning its defense and closing in. In an instant, it was about to pierce through the old man's left chest and directly into his chest.
The old man was shocked and furious upon seeing this. He didn't even have time to speak or curse. He hurriedly activated all the true energy in his body and retreated rapidly, trying to escape the attack.
The sword energy surged, and a part of it was used to resist. He held the sword and fought back with all his might for a moment!
The two old generals, having gathered their strength for a single strike, seemed oblivious to their own mortality, and charged forward with their spears.
The old man, unwilling to fight to the death, donned his inner armor and unleashed a torrent of sword energy, letting out a shrill, angry roar: "You've gone too far! Let's just let this go!"
Otherwise, when I return, I will slaughter your entire family!