Chapter 122

"Send Brother Jiang's body to the county city."

Lu Zhangsheng's tone was very calm.

Then he turned around and left toward the rear, his footsteps appearing extremely light.

He walked all the way forward, walking on the blood-stained battlefield, picked up the wine gourd at his waist, and drank it all in one gulp.

Bursts of cold wine could not extinguish the murderous intent in his heart.

One gourd of wine, one blade, walking further and further away.

"We accept the order."

At the city gate, the numerous City Guard soldiers looked with awe at Lu Zhangsheng gradually walking away.

The loud voice resounded through the clouds, as if carrying the will of the crowd.

Three days later.

When Jiang Chen's body was brought back to the county city, it caused an uproar.

Countless martial artists were filled with righteous indignation, one after another requesting to leave the city to fight a decisive battle with that group of demons and evils.

This county city's martial artist circle was like a powder keg, ready to explode at any time.

At the same time.

The struggle between the two forces outside the city became increasingly intense; many Tuotai experts fought one after another, and many small towns were broken through, turning into a human purgatory.

A large number of civilians struggled in a world of blood and fire.

News about the mysterious expert "Ye Chen" also spread throughout the entire county city again.

Countless people were surprised by this.

They did not expect that the opponent's strength had already reached such a level, shaking four Protectors without falling into a disadvantage, and in the end, even forcibly killing Ding Songyang.

It could be considered as avenging Jiang Chen; such a feat made people admire him endlessly.

These past few days, Lu Zhangsheng had been practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and his days were quite peaceful.

He did not pay attention to the disturbances of the outside world.

He also did not have the idea of exposing himself for the time being.

Knowing that there were heretic cult infiltrators among the high-level officials of the Demon-Suppressing Division in the city, he had been carefully hiding himself.

The next day, early morning.

Early in the morning, Lu Zhangsheng hurried to the Demon-Suppressing Division Yamen.

He walked all the way along the clean and spacious streets, and amidst the awe-filled gazes of the surrounding civilians, he arrived in front of Qin Ruobing's office hall.

He lifted his foot and stepped in.

He saw Qin Ruobing in a snow-white long dress, her appearance pretty, burying her head in correcting official business.

"You are not drinking at home today, how do you have time to come to me?"

Seeing the person who arrived, Qin Ruobing put down the writing brush in her hand and teased with a smile.

She had always been quite optimistic about this "lazy" subordinate; this kind of unhurried temperament was the foundation for ascending to the peak of Martial Dao.

"Reporting to the Hall Master, the subordinate has one thing unclear; I don't know if I should ask?"

Lu Zhangsheng cupped his hands, his complexion as calm as water.

"Whatever it is, just say it directly; there are only the two of us here."

Qin Ruobing was surprised; she did not expect the usually low-key Lu Zhangsheng to actually do this.

"I accidentally received intelligence that there might be heretic cult infiltrators among the high-level officials of the Demon-Suppressing Division."

Lu Zhangsheng's tone was indifferent, going straight to the point.

Since he could not find it out himself, he had to ask Qin Ruobing.

The opponent's energy was not something he could compare to.

"You suspect the other two Deputy Hall Masters?"

Qin Ruobing had a look of half-smile.

She spoke directly to point out Lu Zhangsheng's thoughts.

After several years of life as a high-level official in the Demon-Suppressing Division, she had long since practiced the ability to see through things like fire.

Lu Zhangsheng stood quietly in place without speaking; the meaning was very clear.

The atmosphere on the field appeared quite dull.

After Lu Zhangsheng's repeated thinking, the most significant infiltrators were those two.

Although he also could not believe it, he had to make the worst preparations.

"You don't need to worry too much; they are definitely not running dogs of demons and evils."

Qin Ruobing's tone was extremely certain.

"You will know after you become a Deputy Hall Master; don't spread this matter easily; I will investigate it secretly."

"If you have the opportunity to meet this person Ye Chen, you can try to make contact and bring the intelligence to me; I will give you corresponding contribution points."

She spoke again with a smile, her voice crisp and pleasant.

"Hmm."

Lu Zhangsheng nodded with a plain face, but his heart was quite strange.

He did not expect his identity to actually be somewhat "valuable."

Subsequently, after the two exchanged for a while, Lu Zhangsheng turned around and left the main hall.

After leaving the Demon-Suppressing Division, he walked back along the street.

Lu Zhangsheng walked in the noisy crowd, his thoughts turning rapidly.

"Since Xiao Tianci and the other are not the opponent's infiltrators, then there must be someone else."

This matter still needed to be kept vigilant for a long time.

Lu Zhangsheng secretly made a plan.

Outside the city, inside a gloomy main hall.

Zhao Yuanjing sat at the head, her face cold and cruel.

Below stood the figures of numerous heretic cult experts, and the baleful aura in the air rose, feeling very oppressive.

"Reporting to the Venerable Lord, the plan failed; this person's strength skyrocketed again, leading to our misjudgment..."

Yu Zhangyuan cupped his hands, his face full of unwillingness.

The situation of four people's desperate kill actually ended up in such a state, and even two Protectors had fallen; it was simply a great humiliation.

Luo Hongzhi also spoke in a solemn tone: "If it weren't for the opponent's body-protecting Gang Qi, he would have been slashed by us long ago; does the Holy Sect have any mystic treasures..."

"Don't think about it; there are simply no treasures that can break the Body Protection Divine Art of Tuotai experts; one can only use absolute strength to suppress and kill."

Zhao Yuanjing's complexion was somewhat ugly.

That kind of treasure was not something that could be easily obtained.

These experts who practiced horizontal training martial arts were the most difficult to deal with; for the first time, she felt it was tricky.

With their Holy Sect's power in Changping County, the only ones who could suppress and kill this person were the several high-level officials including herself.

"You all try to avoid this person when you meet him; on the day of the decisive battle, This Seat will take action personally."

After a moment, Zhao Yuanjing's cold gaze swept across the entire field.

"We obey the order."

Everyone cupped their hands repeatedly, their faces full of awe.

Over the next few days, the situation around the entire county city became increasingly strange.

The ten great Protectors of the heretic cult also took action more and more frequently.

Lu Zhangsheng, however, had been staying at home; every day, besides going to the mine to dig for ore, he was reinforcing his own cellar.

Through his unremitting efforts, that cellar had completely become a small refuge.

The interior was filled with water and various foods, enough to support for a very long time.

The second day, early morning.

Early in the morning, Lu Zhangsheng walked straight toward the outside of the city.

He was prepared to start taking action to deal with those few heretic cult Protectors.

He had never forgotten the hatred of the last time several people besieged him.

Only through slaughter could he calm the flames in his heart.

Moreover, with his own speed, even if the demon witch Zhao Yuanjing took action personally, he could retreat rapidly.

Half a month later, at noon.

Sigung Town.

On the second floor of a small restaurant, at a seat by the window.

A middle-aged man with a resolute face was sitting on a chair, drinking small amounts of wine, his eyes somewhat drifting.

This person was Lu Zhangsheng.

Since leaving the city to patrol half a month ago and killing several batches of heretic cult small fry, he had begun to hide.

He had been wandering in many small towns, and even if he encountered heretic cultists at the Blood Exchange Realm attacking the city, he did not take action easily.

This town was already the sixth small town he had passed through.

Lu Zhangsheng ate a mouthful of peanuts, accompanied by a mouthful of small wine, and his mind was also constantly analyzing intelligence.

"According to the Demon-Suppressing Division's intelligence, two heretic cult Protectors had once appeared nearby."

Murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

Hunting some Blood Exchange experts was already unable to satisfy him.

Only by killing the heretic cult's Tuotai experts could he strike the opponent's power fiercely.

Just at this moment, a burst of light footsteps interrupted his thoughts.

An eight or nine-year-old boy ran over, his eyes carrying a hint of longing.

"Uncle, are you a martial artist? Can I follow you to learn martial arts?"

While speaking, he also looked at the long blade on the table, his face somewhat fearful.

"I don't take apprentices."

Lu Zhangsheng laughed dumbly.

This child was the son of the restaurant owner; seeing him carrying a weapon and staying in the restaurant for a long time, there was likely a hint of restlessness in his heart.

"Please, Master, accept this disciple..."

The little boy kowtowed heavily on the floor, his eyes full of stubbornness.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Just at this moment, a beautiful woman in yellow walked quickly from the bottom of the floor toward the second floor.

Soon she arrived in front of Lu Zhangsheng, her face full of apologies.

"My son is young and ignorant; I hope the Lord will not blame him." The beautiful woman hurriedly pulled the little boy up and protected him in her arms.

"No matter."

Lu Zhangsheng smiled faintly.

This beautiful woman was the restaurant owner, but her husband had long since died in a turmoil.

"I don't, I just want to learn martial arts, to avenge my father, to kill all the demons and evils in the world..."

The little boy's face was flushed, his fists clenched tightly.

The beautiful woman heard this and also looked at Lu Zhangsheng with helplessness.

Lu Zhangsheng also did not speak, picked up the wine gourd, and poured a mouthful of spirit wine; bursts of warm current rose from his abdomen.

With the attacks of demons and evils, a large number of civilians died, and this place was just a microcosm of a part of it.

Subsequently, he groped in his abdomen for a moment and took out a brand-new secret manual.

"This 'Mountain-Splitting Divine Palm' is bestowed upon you; consider it the wine money for today."

Lu Zhangsheng smiled, a hint of mischief rising in his heart.

This body-tempering secret manual was a rough version he had created by fusing a large number of low-level cultivation methods; as for what it could be practiced into, he was also not sure, but at least it would not lead to deviation.

"Divine skill secret manual? Many thanks to the great hero for passing on the skill."

The boy was filled with surprise and joy, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Many thanks, Lord."

The beautiful woman bowed gracefully and then turned and left with her own child.

Over the next half month, Lu Zhangsheng stayed in this town; every day, besides eating and drinking in the restaurant, he went to the street to stroll, as if he were an old hunter.

During this period, several attacks by heretic cult Blood Exchange experts were blocked by the City Guard Army and a large number of martial artists, and he did not take action.

Time passed slowly, and another three days passed.

"Woo..."

This day, at noon.

A piercing alarm sounded through the clouds, and all the residents of the entire small town immediately became nervous.

Everyone looked toward the direction of the city gate, their faces solemn.

This was the signal that demons and evils were attacking the city again.

However, this time, the alarm was exceptionally piercing.

Jiu Lou second floor.

Lu Zhangsheng sat quietly by the window, still eating the few small dishes in front of him without changing his expression.

As long as the heretic cult Tuotai experts did not appear, it was impossible for him to take action.

Relying solely on Blood Exchange martial artists, it was almost impossible to break through this town.

City gate.

The great battle had already broken out, and the sounds of shouting, weapon collisions, and limb shattering resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

A large number of heretic cultists surged toward the city wall like a tide, their faces incomparably ferocious.

In the air, there were also countless arrow rains falling, as if they were about to cover the sky.

The entire battlefield was rolling with baleful aura, making it impossible to see clearly.

Two government Blood Exchange experts also met two heretic cult leaders; the four people's strength was equivalent, and they fought a bloody battle at the city gate without stopping.

As time passed.

No matter how hard the heretic cultists tried, they still could not break through the small town.

Just when the numerous government martial artists in their hearts breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden change occurred.

Two blood-red figures rushed out rapidly from the distant forest, taking the two government Blood Exchange experts directly.

The speed was as fast as a thunderbolt.

Before the two could react, the blood light instantly penetrated the necks of the two.

Two large heads soared into the sky, a large amount of fresh blood gushed out, and then two headless corpses fell straight backward.

"Oh no, it's the heretic cult Tuotai experts taking action."

A group of government martial artists were filled with despair.

All of this came too suddenly.

Under the opponent's sneak attack, the two government martial artists fell instantly.

A large number of City Guard soldiers were also plunged into endless panic.

This town could no longer be defended; there was simply no one who could block a Tuotai expert.

Thousands of civilians also saw the scene on the city wall, trembling with fear, their complexions incomparably pale.

The restaurant owner protected her own son to the death, her eyes full of tears.

The city broken, they could not run away either, only waiting to die; it was a pity that her own child was still young...

"Mother, are we going to die? I'm not afraid, it's just a pity I haven't practiced the peerless divine skill yet..."

The little boy's right hand was tightly pinching the "Mountain-Splitting Divine Palm," his face stubborn.

Just at this moment, Lu Zhangsheng stood up quickly, jumped, and rushed toward the outside of the window.

Having waited for many days, his prey had finally appeared.

These two heretic cult experts were exactly the eighth Protector Wu Zhangsong and the ninth Protector Chu Huanlin.

Both of them were at the early Tuotai strength; the opponent had likely been lurking for a long time and only started the sneak attack after confirming there was no danger.

In just a few breaths, Lu Zhangsheng arrived near the city gate.

Before the crowd could react.

Lu Zhangsheng's footsteps flashed instantly, arriving in front of Wu Zhangsong, and he slashed out with his blade fiercely.

The sharp blade light flickered in the void, as if it were about to slash through everything, the momentum extremely astonishing.

"Oh no, we've been tricked, it's that mysterious expert."

Chu Huanlin was filled with fear.

He did not expect the opponent to actually be lurking specifically for the two of them in the city.

"Run."

He fully activated the Demon Blood Essence and ran toward the rear without any hesitation; with a few movements of his footsteps, he moved away from the battlefield and plunged into the dense forest in front.

"Bastard."

Wu Zhangsong roared repeatedly, his heart full of fear.

He also wanted to run, but he was firmly locked by a murderous intent; if he turned around, he would die immediately.

The blade light arrived, and he could only slash with his blade with all his might to resist.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Violent energy swept in all directions, and dust and smoke rolled everywhere, kicking up endless blood-evil aura.

Lu Zhangsheng deflected the opponent's weapon with one blade, and the blade light slashed toward this person's head again.

Wu Zhangsong did not have time to react and hurriedly dodged to the side.

"Ah..."

Following a scream, his left hand was directly slashed to the ground, and a large amount of fresh blood gushed out.

Immediately after, the third blade descended again.

Wu Zhangsong was filled with despair, slashing forward with his blade in a desperate attempt.

It was a pity that he was still one step too slow.

"Clatter..."

The sharp blade light instantly sliced through Wu Zhangsong's neck, as if it were a snowflake born in the void.

"You..."

The luster in Wu Zhangsong's eyes gradually dissipated, and his body also fell straight to the ground.

Three blades, a Tuotai expert died.

At this time, the numerous martial artists on the city wall finally reacted, filled with shock.

"It's that mysterious expert taking action."

Everyone looked at Lu Zhangsheng's terrifying blade light and instantly understood this person's identity.

"Lord is mighty."

A large number of City Guard soldiers were excited, their faces flushed red.

Just now, everyone in their hearts had already embraced the will to die; they did not expect to actually survive in a desperate situation.

"It's my master, he is a peerless expert."

Inside the restaurant, the little boy was filled with excitement, his hands tightly gripping that secret manual.

The beautiful woman in yellow was also looking at the scene outside the city with shock.

That flash of light was truly too terrifying.

The numerous heretic cultists by the city edge were also looking at Lu Zhangsheng with fear.

"Run quickly."

This group of people wished they could grow two more legs, crazily rushing toward the dense forest in the rear.

They also did not expect their own Protector to actually be slashed in three blades.

They were already scared out of their wits.

Lu Zhangsheng directly carried his blade and killed toward the battlefield outside the city.

Swish, swish, swish...

A residual shadow shuttled among the numerous heretic cultists; every time he struck with his blade, it was the end of a life.

Accompanied by endless screams resounding throughout the field, the blood seemed to turn into a river, flowing on the ground.

Lu Zhangsheng was like a death god from hell, wantonly harvesting the lives in front of him.

The Gang Qi around his body blocked all the blood outside his body; as he walked, it was as if lotuses were born with every step.

Killing one person every ten steps, heads rolling.

A sense of holiness and bloodiness filled one person, with a great sense of impact.

"Demon, he is a demon..."

In the eyes of the numerous heretic cultists, only fear remained, and they fled crazily.

The numerous crowds by the city wall were all filled with awe.

Looking at Lu Zhangsheng's slaughtering figure, it was as if a heavenly god had descended.

Before long, the ground was covered with various headless corpses; the entire battlefield was like an Asura field, incomparably creepy.

Lu Zhangsheng stood in the center of the battlefield, his complexion as calm as water.

He picked up the wine gourd and drank a mouthful of spirit wine, as if to soothe his heart filled with murderous intent.

Subsequently, he lifted his long blade and walked forward with large strides; one step was several meters away, and soon he disappeared from the eyes of the crowd.

(End of chapter)