Zuiyue Tower in the capital.
Although the Great Zhou Dynasty was not very strong militarily, it was economically prosperous, especially in the capital city, which was the central hub, where there were countless grand restaurants.
Zuiyuelou is a top-tier restaurant in the entire capital, with eight floors.
Meanwhile, in a private room on the eighth floor, three江湖人士 (jianghu figures) were drinking and chatting, having ordered a large table of expensive dishes.
One of the three was dressed as a scholar in brocade robes, in his thirties, with an oily face but a lewd look in his eyes.
The man was in his forties, with a rough and rugged appearance. He wore a wolfskin vest and had a grotesque scar on his face that stretched from his left eye socket to his chin.
Another person was a short dwarf, resembling a seven or eight-year-old child, with a ferocious and sinister face that looked extremely terrifying.
These three are the infamous Three Evils of Eastern Sichuan: "Flower Destroyer" Shen Yuan, "Heavenly Demon Hand" Du Jiao, and "Five Poison Child" Cui Letao.
The three of them were extremely famous in eastern Sichuan. They were notorious evil masters, each with strength approaching that of a grandmaster. Together, they even killed a martial arts grandmaster.
Moreover, these three were vicious and ruthless. When they couldn't beat someone, they would find an opportunity to kill that person's disciples and threaten their family members. Killing and robbing treasures was a common occurrence for them, making them utterly wicked.
However, the three of them worked together, and even a grandmaster could not defeat them in a short time, which allowed them to remain at large.
"Brother, we've really lost out by coming to the capital this time."
The goods we received before were all handled by that guy Li Yuanlin from the Guardian Division.
Now that Li Yuanlin is dead and the Imperial Guard is gone, haven't we come all this way for nothing?
The Five Poison Child, Cui Letao, bared his sharp teeth and tore at the chicken leg, looking like a wild beast, exceptionally ferocious.
The playboy Shen Yuan slowly drank a cup of wine and lewdly said, "I didn't come here for nothing. The girls from wealthy families in the capital are different from those poor, remote villages in eastern Sichuan. They're so juicy, they're practically dripping with moisture."
However, I really don't understand how the imperial court operates. How did that old eunuch Han Jin suddenly fall from power? The Imperial Guard also disappeared without a trace.
That damned Zhenwu Hall wants us to register and expose our personal information? They're dreaming!
Du Jiao said in a deep voice, "You should all be careful. Yang Cheng, the Grand Commander of Zhenwu Hall, is not a simple person."
I've heard that an elder from the Heavenly Sword Sect was beaten to the point of being dead by him, and a master from the Vajra Bright Wheel Temple who came to provoke the Great Zhou Dynasty was also defeated by him.
Most importantly, he even fought against the sorcerers of the Great Brightness Cult.
I visited the Miao region six months ago and witnessed firsthand the strange and terrifying nature of those people. Yang Cheng's methods in thwarting the Holy Duke Zhang Liang are equally formidable.
Shen Yuan didn't take it seriously at all: "The rules of the martial arts world haven't changed over the years. Yang Cheng wants to make all the martial arts people in the capital bow down. He's just being ridiculous!"
"The Martial Arts Hall? The name sounds imposing, but the way they've done it is naive."
"This is the first time in a long time that someone has said I am naive."
A clear voice suddenly rang out, startling all three of them.
"who!?"
The three of them quickly looked out the window and saw a man dressed in black samurai attire, wearing a black cloak and holding a strange long sword, standing on the windowsill outside the house, looking at them with a mocking expression.
"The Three Evils of Eastern Sichuan, huh? You're just unlucky, aren't you? Who told you to have your intelligence displayed at the very top?"
As Yang Cheng slowly drew his Imperial Guard sword, Du Jiao sensed the astonishing murderous aura emanating from him. His expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Run!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Jiao unleashed his inner energy, smashing through the wall of Zuiyue Tower and escaping.
Shen Yuan and Cui Letao were still a little confused.
Even if this is the capital, there's no need to flee immediately, is there?
The three brothers, when they join forces, can even take down a martial arts master. The other party is neither the abbot of Shaolin Temple nor the leader of Xuanzhen Taoist sect. Why is the eldest brother so afraid of the other party?
The next moment, the gleaming blade was drawn, and its sharp edge tore and separated everything in its path, as if the entire Drunken Moon Pavilion was about to be split in two by this one strike!
Startled, Shen Yuan retreated hastily, and a sword box on his back popped open.
With a series of flicks of his wrists, the longswords in the sword box slashed at Yang Cheng one after another, and each longsword had a different type of qi.
Some are as fiery as fire, some as cold as ice.
But no matter which one it is, they are all insignificant in the face of Yang Cheng's absolute suppressive power!
One by one, the longswords shattered under Yang Cheng's extreme sharpness, and in almost an instant, they were already in front of Shen Yuan.
Cui Letao let out a fierce shout, his body enveloped in five-colored poisonous mist, and struck Yang Cheng in the back with a palm.
But before he could even touch Yang Cheng, a black demonic aura spread out beneath his feet, transforming into a giant black python that lifted him into the air and began to strangle him.
In his shock, Shen Yuan burned his essence and inner strength, turning the entire sword box into countless fragments, which then rained down on Yang Cheng like a barrage of hidden weapons.
But the next moment, Yang Cheng stretched out a hand, and the violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed within it, even drawing in Shen Yuan's hidden weapons.
The next moment, this power suddenly erupted, like a rain of pear blossoms, all of which hit Shen Yuan in the opposite direction!
The young master, now covered in what appeared to be blooming blood flowers, collapsed backward.
"Second Brother!"
Cui Letao let out a sharp, angry roar, his body enveloped in blood mist. His legs were broken, and he was covered in poisonous mist as he desperately slammed his palm towards Yang Cheng.
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