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"Vertical son, how dare you!"
Vigorous true energy gathered in one place, shouted from the mouth, like a lion's roar, briefly stunning Liao Shisan.
Zhong Jinyuan attaches great importance to military tactics, but his physical strength is not as good as the the Zhong family. So he swiftly approaches Iron Mountain, seemingly trying to break through Liao Shisan and forcibly disperse the opponent's forces, creating an opportunity for a one-on-one confrontation with Liao Shisan.
However, in the instant that Zhong Jinyuan lunges forward, he catches a glimpse of a mysterious smile on Liao Shisan's lips. Without resistance, Liao Shisan effortlessly strikes Zhong Jinyuan down to the ground.
The power of the Grandmaster of the Solid State Realm is undoubtedly a death sentence for the ordinary person, Zhong Jiying.
Bang! Boom!
Zhong Jinyuan and Liao Shisan smashed into the rear courtyard of the the Zhong family at the same time, plowing a long trench into the ground and collapsing numerous buildings along the way.
At this moment, Zhou Dian had already used his scabbard to strike, and to his surprise, the old man named Zuo Leng and the masked woman, both at the virtual pill level, were able to withstand his strike when they joined forces.
"You... truly live up to the title of the Mad Emperor. I have heard of your great reputation for a long time, and today, seeing you in person, I can say it is well-deserved." Zuo Leng said calmly, though his voice trembled slightly as he held his broken right hand, seemingly quite excited.
"I have no intention of taking your lives. Leave quickly," Zhou Dian frowned. He didn't want to shed blood at someone else's wedding, and getting involved with the Thousand Faces Alliance would be very troublesome.
It's not that I'm afraid, but these people will keep appearing around you like cockroaches, impossible to get rid of, just making you sick.
"Don't worry, I only represent myself," Zuo Leng seemed to sense his concern and then took out a stone to communicate, "The work of the Thousand Faces Alliance ends here. After completing it, we will retreat on our own."
The masked woman seemed to want to say something else, but was given a stern look by Zuo Leng: "You're the same." She stomped her foot in anger and turned to leave.
On the side, Tang Lian furrowed his brows slightly, not understanding why Zuo Leng was acting so arrogantly. Clearly, he had the opportunity to join forces with that charming lady and counter Zhou Dian. The arrangements with Divine Court and the Wanxian Sect had already been settled. As long as they could withstand Zhou Dian, Liao Shisan could then kill Zhong Jinyuan. Once the dust settled, they could attack or defend as they pleased, coming and going as they wished.
Just as Tang Lian maintained the formation and coldly observed Zuo Leng and Zhou Dian, changes were occurring in the ruins where Zhong Jinyuan and Liao Shisan had clashed.
In the ruins, no one emerged, but instead, it began to burn fiercely like an impending explosion.
Boom! Crackle!
In the midst of the raging fire, a figure stood up, brushing off the rubble with one hand and holding another person with the other.
It turned out to be Zhong Jinyuan!
"Lord Zhongcheng!"
"How could this be!?"
"It's impossible... absolutely impossible!"
" Liao Shisan is on par with the city lord's level, how could he be subdued with just one strike?!"
"Lord Zhongcheng!"
The guests and audience below the stage were all in a panic when they saw Zhong Jinyuan being defeated and collapsing like a mountain. They had thought that two people with similar cultivation levels should be evenly matched, but they never expected that the powerful Lord Zhongcheng would be held at someone's mercy at this moment.
"You... are so vicious!" Zhong Jinyuan said weakly.
Everything was already planned. He would push Liao Shisan into the formation, activate the grand formation, and then coordinate with the Red Guards lying in wait in the courtyard to kill Liao Shisan.
Unexpectedly, this person has applied poison to their body!
"I am one level higher in realm, yet I have to resort to such poisonous tactics. I'm afraid they have been waiting for me to fall into their trap, haven't they?" Zhong Jinyuan knew that he was at the mercy of others, and with the severe poison invading his body, he quietly activated the formation while speaking to delay for some time.
"Indeed." Liao Shisan looked smugly at Zhong Jinyuan and said, "I know that your the Zhong family's Ninefold Vigorous Dominance is unparalleled, and your Bloodlight Protection is also a divine skill, rumored to be able to kill opponents of higher levels."
"So I specifically sought out a toxic skill. Although it may not be high-level, anyone who comes into contact with it will become weak and have their true energy blocked. You probably can't even muster the strength to use your body forging technique right now, can you? Hahaha..."
Liao Shisan laughed wildly again, completely unaware that "Zhong Jiying," who he had just knocked to the ground, had quietly disappeared.
He viciously grabbed Zhong Jinyuan and said, "I'm going to take you back, nail you to my sister's grave, and torment you day and night."
"Ha, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for that." Zhong Jinyuan sneered and exerted all his strength to activate the ring.
With a buzzing sound, the same orange light as before lit up around Zhong Jinyuan.
"Uh-oh! Zuo Leng, it's you?!" Liao Shisan delegated full authority over the paralyzing formation to the Thousand Faces Alliance, only to discover that there was still one overlooked here!
"Phew~ Phew~ Phew~" At this moment, Zuo Leng was no longer the skinny old man, but a muscular man with white hair and a youthful face. It seemed that he had activated some kind of secret technique and was engaged in a back-and-forth battle with Zhou Dian.
Zuo Leng forcibly clashed fists with Zhou Dian's sword sheath, saying, "Zhangyu City's formations are all paralyzed. If there are any oversights, it must be the ones they set up last night... Not good!"
As if realizing something, he quickly turned his head and saw a figure slowly collapsing.
Liao Shisan's face turned purple: "Tang Lian... fell for the trap!"
Standing silently nearby, Ada retracts the crossbow and leaves, leaving behind a golden figure and the unknown fate of Tang Lian and Jiang Yan lying on the ground.
Among the audience, someone shouted, "The formation is broken! Run!" The crowd then scattered in all directions in a panic.
At this moment, Liao Shisan has already been overwhelmed by a series of changes and has no intention to care about the negative impact the escaping crowd will have on the Liao Family. He only shouts at Zuo Leng, "Quick, help me break the formation! If we wait any longer, we'll die!"
The formation has already been broken, and the few people in the city who have been pretending to be deaf and dumb are no longer able to stand by. He must leave with Zhong Jinyuan quickly, otherwise, if those people block them, they won't care whether you have any private transactions or not.
Without reason, he invaded another city. On a small scale, it's a personal grudge, disregarding the law and settling with a fine. But on a larger scale, it's inciting regional unrest, and according to Nanli law, the punishment is death!
However, in the midst of the fierce battle with Zhou Dian, Zuo Leng simply cannot hear his shouts. Or perhaps this potential madman of war is pretending not to hear, only wanting to compete with Zhou Dian.
"Hey hey, the spirited Liao Shisan is going to die with this old man of mine, hahaha!" Looking at Liao Shisan who seemed to be like ants on a hot pan, Zhong Jinyuan taunted as if he couldn't feel the heat, "You actually harmed my daughter? Disgusting! Are you even worthy?"
Liao Shisan didn't expect that the advantage would be fleeting, and his seemingly effortless revenge was about to go down the drain.
However...
"He's not worthy, what about me?"
In the far distance, a voice of great age could be heard, and everyone in the field as well as the guests who had not yet left heard this response.
As the voice fell, a kind-looking old man with white hair was already standing in the air, though no one knew when he had appeared. This man was tall and thin, dressed in a dark robe, simple and approachable, and surprisingly bore a resemblance to Liao Shisan.
In the corner, Huangpu Xin's pupils contracted. When Liao Shisan and the others arrived, Huangpu Xin could still perceive them. But this old man, he couldn't even sense his killing intent, or even his physical presence, as if there was no one standing where he was.
This eerie feeling gave Huangpu Xin goosebumps all over, so he decided to take the bull by the horns and quietly blend into the crowd to escape.
Liao Shisan saw the old man, and the anxiety on his face turned into a kind of nervousness that a junior feels when meeting an elder.
Ignoring the burning of the formation and Zhong Jinyuan's mockery, he knelt in the direction where the old man was: "Third Master, you're here."
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