Yi Zhibing is furious. He was having a great time planning to have both a sister-in-law and a brother-in-law, but Zu An interfered. It's clear that his relationship with Zheng Dan is definitely not ordinary. Even the eldest daughter of the Sang family looks at him with affection.
This is outrageous!
It was clearly a benefit for him, but someone else beat him to it. What man could tolerate that?
Anger from Yi Zhibing: +366 +366 +366...
Zheng Dan and Sang Qian were so angry that they trembled. These words were excessive, not only for the sake of their family's reputation but also for the sake of their women's honor.
At this moment, Yi Zhibing said to the other constables who were standing by and watching, "What are you all standing there for? Let's go together, otherwise if this traitor who colluded with the demon race gets away, we'll all be in deep trouble."
In his view, although Zu An's sword strike was good, his side had the advantage in numbers and was on a mission from the government. If a fight broke out, the more ruthless Zu An was, the heavier his crime would be.
Anyway, as the son of the Prefect of the Capital, he figured the other side wouldn't dare to kill him.
As for those constables, their deaths are no big deal; in fact, they've ensured that Zu'an will never be able to recover.
"Shut up!" Zu An's face was ashen. He waved his hand and a burst of sword energy slashed directly at Yi Zhibing.
Yi Zhibing, who was originally feeling smug, suddenly had his pupils shrink, because he felt himself being locked onto by a terrifying aura, as if he could not avoid it no matter how he tried to dodge.
"Young master, be careful!" Constable Wang was shocked and rushed to shield Yi Zhibing. The reason the Prefect of the Capital sent him along was largely to protect his son's safety. If anything happened to Yi Zhibing, his fate would be dire when he returned.
Having just witnessed the power of the opponent's sword energy, he dared not be careless in the slightest. He immediately raised his iron hand, which grew longer in the wind, like a shield in front of him.
The reason he became a renowned constable was because his Iron Hand was capable of both offense and defense. All sorts of strange weapons used by bandits were nothing but dirt in his Iron Hand.
But now he lacked confidence, unsure if he could withstand the sword strike.
However, he soon realized that, looking at the broken iron hand in front of him and then down at the bloody gash on his chest, he had been pierced by the sword energy in that instant.
He collapsed to the ground like a broken sandbag, and all the events of his life flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.
He considered himself a person of conscience and ambition, and although he came from a humble background, he worked hard to improve himself.
His master's lineage wasn't particularly good, but through hard work and talent, he mastered real skills and distinguished himself in the local county government. Later, he had a fortuitous encounter and obtained the Earth-rank weapon Iron Hand. At that time, he felt that he was the chosen one, chosen by heaven to punish evil and promote good.
But as his official rank rose higher and higher, eventually even reaching a place like the capital to become a constable, he became lost.
He discovered that almost every official had a history of illegal and criminal activities, including their superiors and even their colleagues; all crows are black.
He wanted to change all of this, but found himself powerless.
Moreover, as his status and position have risen, he is no longer as passionate as he was in his youth, and he has also begun to consider his own interests, as well as the interests of his family and relatives.
So he became increasingly silent. His remaining conscience prevented him from going along with the corrupt practices and from participating in any disgusting things, but that was all.
It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that sometimes, when two sides with vastly different power levels appear to be helping each other, they are actually aiding and abetting the enemy.
He suddenly regretted it. If he could have stayed true to his original aspiration and always been a person who would fight evil and punish the wicked, even if he died in an accident, he would still be a true man who could face the world with a clear conscience.
And now he's died protecting a shameless scumbag...
What a pity!
His gaze dimmed completely.
All these thoughts, though numerous, were completed in the blink of an eye. The sword energy, passing through his body, still shot towards Yi Zhibing.
Yi Zhibing tried to hide, but found that he couldn't hide at all.
Fortunately, a blue light flashed on his body at that moment, and the protective jade pendant at his waist started to glow again.
He was knocked back several steps by the tremendous force, his blood and qi churning violently, but he was not seriously injured.
Upon seeing this, Yi Zhibing became arrogant again: "Hahaha, my protective jade pendant is enough to withstand a full-force attack from a grandmaster. What are you? You dare to attack me? Why don't you draw your sword and try?"
Based on previous intelligence, Zu An's cultivation level was not low, but it was definitely not at the level of a grandmaster. Moreover, he looked like an ordinary person now, and it was unknown what external force he had used to unleash his sword energy.
With a magical artifact that can withstand a full-force attack from a grandmaster, what am I afraid of?
"Draw your sword? You dare to challenge me?" Zu An said indifferently, unleashing another wisp of sword energy.
Just now, I only attacked Yi Zhibing casually because I saw that his cultivation level was not high. In addition, the iron hand of the constable blocked the attack, which is why I did not hurt him. But what happened next was different.
Once again locked onto by a terrifying aura, but having learned from his previous experience, Yi Zhibing was not afraid. Instead, he sneered, "Don't waste your energy..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a crisp cracking sound. Looking down, he saw that the jade pendant that had protected him countless times had suddenly developed dense cracks, and then it completely shattered into pieces the next second.
"puff!"
A cloud of blood mist rose from Yi Zhibing's body. After the intense pain subsided, he felt lightheaded, as if his soul was leaving his body.
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