"ah!"
"What the hell? Hit them!"
On the second floor, Li Tianjun glared at Wang Gousheng.
Since he's decided to be high-profile, he'll be high-profile to the end.
Anyway, the worst that can happen today is death.
It wouldn't be bad to let this brat have a moment of glory before he dies.
If Chen Qinghe knew what Li Tianjun was thinking, he would never come, even if he were beaten to death.
The person is someone the Northern Sea Devourer of Heaven wants to see.
He also specifically instructed that they be treated with courtesy.
When the people from the Tiger and Leopard Hall found Wang Gousheng, their attitude was actually quite acceptable.
He was also very respectful to Li Tianjun.
However, Li Tianjun, being a competent intelligence officer, had long since ingrained caution in his very being.
When others came to his door, his first reaction was that he had been exposed.
The second reaction was that the Beiming family could not be allowed to succeed.
That's why he made such a resolute and high-profile move.
They used killing to send a signal.
To avoid being wiped out in one fell swoop.
"Get down!"
Wang Gousheng, lacking confidence, pointed at Chen Qinghe.
Chen Qinghe frowned, a hint of displeasure on his face.
"Lord Chen, don't be impulsive! He is the son of that Dharma Image Martial Artist!"
Lin Hua, who was standing to the side, quickly stepped forward to remind him.
Chen Qinghe suppressed his anger, dismounted, and came to Wang Gousheng's side.
"I am Chen Qinghe, the Censor-in-Chief. Lord Beiming requests to see your father..."
With a "snap!", Chen Qinghe's voice came to an abrupt end.
A bright red handprint was clearly visible in the firelight.
His fair face instantly turned bright red, and then turned deep purple.
"You dare hit me!"
Chen Qinghe glared angrily, his face contorted with rage.
Upon seeing this, Wang Gousheng couldn't help but shrink back.
"So what if I hit you?"
Li Tianjun flew out from the second floor.
The power of the Dharma image suppressed the entire scene.
The atmosphere in the arena instantly plummeted to freezing point.
The officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty looked at each other in bewilderment.
Looking at Li Tianjun in front of him, Chen Qinghe suppressed his anger.
With a livid face, he said, "I am a third-rank official of the imperial court, and the imperial envoy investigating this case. Even if you are a martial artist of the Dharma Form Realm, you cannot humiliate me like this!"
"A high-ranking official of the third rank? An imperial envoy? What a coincidence!"
At this point, the smile on Li Tianjun's face vanished instantly.
He looked at Chen Qinghe coldly and said, "It just so happens that the Imperial Observatory is chasing me. I am also a wanted criminal by the court. Since you have delivered yourself to my door, I might as well kill you."
"You dare!"
Chen Qinghe said, his tone fierce but his voice weak.
"Ha ha ha ha!
You think I wouldn't dare!
Li Tianjun took a step forward, and his true energy collapsed and burst forth.
As night fell, a fierce wind howled past.
The torches flickered, and figures were blown away by the strong wind.
Chen Qinghe, facing Li Tianjun, turned deathly pale.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something.
But the violent true energy had already blocked his mouth.
Chen Qinghe couldn't utter a single syllable.
Li Tianjun stood in the center of the crowd, but his gaze was fixed on the carriage behind him.
"Lord Beiming, how about I make a move to test his mettle first?"
Zhang Tianyang bowed and lifted the carriage curtain, asking in a low voice.
"Um!"
Li Fan nodded.
At this moment, he sat upright in the center of the carriage.
He was wearing a moon-white robe of Bei Ming Tun Qiong on the outside, and his body was wrapped in white cloth inside the robe.
Only a pair of eyes were exposed to the air.
Is this person really the person in charge of Tingfenglou Yunzhou?
With such a volatile temper, he resorts to violence without warning; he's practically a brute.
This doesn't quite match the style of Jun Buyu, the owner of Tingfenglou!
Could this be a test?
Used to test oneself?
Have I been exposed?
Li Fan touched his chin, his eyes narrowing slightly.
If that's the case, then today I'm afraid we'll have to go on a killing spree!
......
With Li Fan's approval, Zhang Tianyang felt more confident.
He turned to look at Li Tianjun, just as he was about to take a step.
"Smack!"
The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the deathly silent night sky.
Wang Gousheng withdrew his hand and said loudly, "What are you pretending for, you old codger?"
I'm going to beat you up.
"Remember my name, Wang Gousheng, and my father, Blind Li. If you're not happy, come find us!"
Li Tianjun: I'm not blind, you son of a bitch!
"With Lord Beiming here, how dare you act so arrogantly?"
Zhang Tianyang roared and dashed out with lightning speed, his movements accompanied by thunderous roars of tigers and leopards.
In the blink of an eye, he passed through the crowd and appeared in front of Li Tianjun.
His body was like a longbow, and his fists like arrows.
With his true energy trailing a trail of flame, Zhang Tianyang's fist crashed down like a meteor.
Li Tianjun remained calm as he reached out and grasped the bamboo pole.
Crash!
The bamboo pole exploded, revealing a slender sword that gleamed coldly.
The moment the sword was drawn, a fierce killing intent burst forth.
Clang!
The longsword clashed with the fist, producing a resounding clang of metal against metal.
not good!
Zhang Tianyang's expression changed drastically.
The power emanating from the sword was far beyond his reach.
Click!
Before he could retreat, a sound like a mirror shattering rang out.
A crack appeared on the specially made glove on his right hand.
As blood spurted out, a long sword was pressed against his neck.
"Zhang Tianyang, a retainer of the Zhenwu Division, is a tenth-rank Dharma Image cultivator in the early stage."
"You dare to challenge me?"
"you!"
Before Zhang Tianyang could say anything more, Li Tianjun reached out with his left hand.
With a burst of true energy, Zhang Tianyang hurtled towards the carriage like a kite with a broken string.
Li Tianjun remained vigilant, his gaze fixed on the person sitting in the carriage.
Although Bei Ming Tun Qiong was already seriously injured, just sitting there made Li Tianjun feel a pressure as solid as a mountain.
This is... the power of a fully realized tenth-grade Dharma image!
"Smack!"
"You corrupt official, keep barking!"
"Grandpa, I'm going to hit you."
"Remember, my name is Wang Gousheng, and my father is Blind Li."
We are all wanted criminals by the imperial court!
Wang Gousheng stood there with his hands on his hips.
This slap completely stunned Chen Qinghe.
Where the hell did I yell?!
I was standing right here without moving, why did you hit me?
"Smack!"
Wang Gousheng stepped forward and slapped him again.
"What? You're still not satisfied with being hit?"
"Silent and pretending to be profound?"
"This old man..."
"Who are you talking to, old man?"
Wang Gousheng made a move to strike again, but a surge of internal energy stopped him.
"stop!"
Li Tianjun glared at Wang Gousheng.
That idiot, he's a fucking disgrace.
They don't even know how to bully others by abusing their power; slapping someone while shouting is incredibly stupid.
"act recklessly!"
Inside the carriage, Li Fan moved.
His long, moon-white robe swept across the sky, and his figure appeared before Li Tianjun like a hunting owl.
He had already determined that these two clowns couldn't possibly be from Tingfenglou.
If that's the case, then they've come to test me.
No matter which faction sent them to test me, they must die!
"A battle in the skies!"
Seeing Li Fan rushing towards him, Li Tianjun's expression changed drastically.
With a flash, he rushed towards the sky.
"You dare to challenge me?"
Li Fan said with a cold expression.
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