Chapter 940: One Man Against Three Thousand

Three thousand troops, all mobilized at once.

This formation was massive.

However, they overlooked one problem: sometimes, having many people is not a good thing. A large number does not necessarily mean victory, because the targets were too small—only two of them. This crowd, rushing over in a swarm, although looking fierce and menacing, actually had no formation at all. They dared not swing their weapons fully, nor dared they unleash their cultivation power at will; the only role they played was blocking the path of the two people.

Yet, they allowed five people to launch an attack on them.

Pei Qianyun's wide-open, sweeping combat style made some people not even dare to get close.

A few who didn't believe in fate tried to approach, only to be smashed to pieces by Pei Qianyun's great hammer, blood spraying everywhere. In such a situation, who would still dare to come?

At this moment, Pei Qianyun had already taken Liu Zheng and was charging forward at high speed.

The speed was extremely fast!

An absolute suppression of force!

"Charge!"

In an instant, the scene fell into chaos.

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Amidst her terror, Sun Dairou still let out a shout.

The martial arts practitioners only now truly realized that this fierce general from Longyan was terrifying to such an extent.

That young swordsman who had been crushed underfoot at Huajin Manor was likely only someone Pei Qianyun had used a fraction of his strength against.

A mad demon!

It allowed Pei Qianyun, who was walking in the front, to directly carve a gap through the crowd blocking him. Wherever his giant hammer went, these people's faces changed drastically, and they dared not receive the blow at all. Those who tried to receive it, died!

Terrifying!

Too terrifying!

Mu Long was also going crazy, screaming wildly.

It was obvious that this Pei Qianyun was coming straight for him.

To capture the bandits, first capture the king!

This was a mad demon!

"Stop him!"

"Stop him for me!"

"Kill!"

A group of people, having received the order, stood in front of Pei Qianyun one after another, but there was no Method; the road was just this wide, the road was just this narrow, only able to accommodate a dozen people at once. Blocking Pei Qianyun, those dozen people were absolutely no match for him!

Like a hot knife through butter!

While he was surprised at how these two dared to do this, he also finally realized that his strategy was wrong!

He had underestimated the enemy!

He clearly should have let his underlings swarm them and wipe them out directly! All that humiliation, all that setting up tables, all that offering wine—it seemed he had played it too far!

"Big Brother!"

This group of troops was also scared silly.

Run?

Kill one when seeing one; if gods block, kill gods; if Buddhas block, kill Buddhas!

"Big Brother, run!"

"Big Brother, this man is a lunatic!"

Mu Long did not care about those underlings who had been smashed into meat patties; in his eyes, at this moment, there was only the lives of these two people, and that Inspector position within his reach.

The others, however, had pale faces and looked at each other in dismay.

This Pei Qianyun was still like a god or demon descended to earth, his giant hammer swinging, the gale roaring.

Mu Long had been causing trouble in the pugilistic world for so long; he still had his reputation to maintain! If he ran at this time, where would he put his face? So many martial arts practitioners were watching! Moreover, that was an Inspector position! He had three thousand troops; could he be scared into running by two people? If so, Mu Long might as well not live anymore!

"Kill!"

"Kill them for me! A bunch of trash, a bunch of trash!"

"Run quickly!"

Intense fear enveloped her.

She knew that because of her underestimation of the enemy, she would surely die, and she let out a miserable roar as she turned back.

This hammer strike went down, and the target was precisely the extremely charming Sun Dairou!

Rumble!

Sun Dairou's face changed drastically. After a few exchanges, she knew the strength of this brawny man. She did not dare to truly receive this move, and just as she wanted to find a Method to deflect half the force, the hammer was already heading toward her face.

"Woman!"

Mu Long watched with eyes splitting, filled with grief. Although it was said that over these years, he had countless women, especially since Sun Dairou had grown older, the young women around Mu Long had never ceased, and he even knew his own woman was keeping a few pretty boys—but that was not important. He could have his status today because of Sun Dairou's greatest contribution. It was only with the reputation of the Male and Female Duo of Evildoers that he could have his status today.

"Big Brother, run!"

And then, this woman, known as the number one charming woman in the pugilistic world, was thus ruthlessly killed by a single strike of Pei Qianyun's great hammer!

Everyone was startled!

The Male and Female Duo of Evildoers, one had died so quickly!

Mu Long had lost his reason by this time, his eyes bloodshot: "Bring me my blade!"

A Tang saber appeared in his hand.

"Kill!"

"Big Brother, this person cannot be defeated!"

"Big Brother!"

A group of underlings held him back.

However.

Even so, among this crowd, he still moved as fluidly as flowing water and drifting clouds, as if entering a place with no one around!

Back then, Zhao Zilong was holding an infant.

"Chop these two into meat paste for me, meat paste!"

At the order, the three thousand troops charged over once again.

The sister-in-law was dead, and they were equally heartbroken, forming another large circle around them. It was Pei Qianyun again, beginning to break the circle; three thousand men still could not get close to his body. At this moment, Pei Qianyun was just like Zhao Zilong of the Three Kingdoms period, charging in and out seven times. The difference was that back then, Cao Aman did not want to kill Zhao Zilong. But today, these three thousand men wanted to kill both Pei Qianyun and Liu Zheng!

At this moment.

Someone had already noticed.

Pei Qianyun and Liu Zheng were only one hundred steps away from that table!

The one who had been clutching his waist and back all day today was our martial arts "giant baby," Vice Minister Liu.

Everyone was stunned at this sight.

As countless weapons of all shapes and sizes descended, Pei Qianyun's giant hammers were able to block them all before they could land on Liu Zheng.

Thirty steps.

At this moment, it was inevitable that Pei Qianyun had sustained some minor injuries.

There were too many people.

Mu Long stared fixedly at these two.

Eighty steps.

Fifty steps.

Those martial arts practitioners looked at him now as if they were looking at a celestial being.

Suddenly.

They remembered that previous remark of Pei Qianyun's.

Three thousand men, attacking in turns.

But even so.

He still did not let Liu Zheng suffer even the slightest bit of harm.

Finally.

He made his first contact with Mu Long.

"You killed my woman, I will make you wish you were dead!"

"Sending the young master to drink!"

He had done it.

He brought Liu Zheng to the front of the table.

He let out a loud shout and pushed Liu Zheng with his left hand, sending him to the side of the table; he had to focus all his attention to deal with an expert like Mu Long.

"Ah!"

Liu Zheng was startled and hurriedly dove under the table. Just as he dove in, a pile of swords and blades went *clatter-bang* as they were blocked by the table.

Mu Long let out a wild roar, gripping his Tang saber with both hands, his eyes sharp. Even in the entire pugilistic world, Mu Long was a famous expert; otherwise, how could he have reached this position amidst the blood and carnage? As soon as this Tang saber was drawn, Pei Qianyun's eyes lit up.

He had finally encountered someone worth fighting.

"Good blade!"

As he spoke.

He thrust out his twin hammers, precisely blocking the downward momentum of Mu Long's Tang saber.

"What?"

"You have no chance."

Mu Long gave a cold laugh, bold and unrestrained, and swung his Tang saber down with force, heading straight for the tabletop.

Pei Qianyun also laughed loudly: "Prefect Mu, take it easy, take it easy; it would be a shame to waste this wine!"

Mu Long was shocked; the seemingly effortless strike was actually as heavy as a thousand gold pieces, nearly making him lose his grip on the Tang saber!

An expert!

This was an expert he could not defeat!