Chapter 83: Peak Duel!

The next day, at noon.

Just after Lu Zhangsheng finished lunch and practiced martial arts for a while, bursts of footsteps came from outside his courtyard.

After a few breaths, several figures crossed the threshold and walked into the courtyard.

The two leading women looked young and beautiful; they were Yue Shulan and Lu Xue.

Behind them followed Xiao Chao and two other men.

These people were Lu Zhangsheng's former teammates.

After Lu Zhangsheng helped them change their routes, they would run to his house whenever they were free; as time went by, their relationship became much closer.

"It's still the captain who is relaxed and free, without mission constraints."

Yue Shulan walked over gracefully, with a smile on her face.

Xiao Chao and the others behind her were also full of envy.

The group came to the table and sat down.

"Thank you, Captain, for the last matter; otherwise, we would have likely fallen outside the city."

Lu Xue was full of gratitude.

"Is the situation outside the county city that severe now?"

Lu Zhangsheng's expression moved slightly.

During these days, he had been excavating spiritual objects and hadn't paid attention to the situation outside the city; he didn't expect it to have rotted to such a degree.

"Sigh... it's not just Changping County; even Qingning Prefecture City is not having an easy time, with a large number of Heavenly Demon Gate demon people stirring up trouble outside the city..."

Yue Shulan was also full of worry.

"In such a chaotic situation, I don't know when there will be a turning point."

Lu Xue on the side heard this and said with a deep and mysterious face: "The situation in the future will only become more severe. The nine Imperial Princes in the capital are all thinking about sitting on that chair; where would they have the leisure to clean up the Heavenly Demon Gate..."

Hearing this, everyone's expression paused.

They also knew that what the other party said was the truth.

Ever since the Old Emperor went into seclusion, the disputes among the princes had deepened day by day.

If it weren't for the fact that the Old Emperor hadn't died yet and his remaining prestige still existed, they would likely have started fighting long ago.

Hearing this, Lu Zhangsheng did not speak to refute.

These were no longer secrets; most martial artists knew it well.

Otherwise, the demonic forces outside the city would not be so rampant.

"I heard that that group of heretic cultists also evaluated the Ten Great Soul Envoys, tit-for-tat with the Demon-Suppressing Division's Six Great Patrol Envoys."

At this time, Yue Shulan said softly.

"Oh?"

Lu Zhangsheng's eyes moved slightly; he actually didn't know about this matter.

"Do you have intelligence on the other party?"

Yue Shulan smiled sweetly and took out several sheets of white paper from her bosom, placing them directly on the table.

Portraits and introductions of several Wenxiang Sect members were depicted on the paper; they must be the so-called Soul Envoys.

"Miss Yue is thoughtful; this item is somewhat useful to me."

Lu Zhangsheng smiled faintly.

This intelligence was quite detailed; it must have been specially brought by Yue Shulan from the Town Demon Envoys.

After having it, he wouldn't be careless and underestimate the enemy when he met them.

These Soul Envoys were at least Bone-Forging Perfection, and some had even stepped into Blood Exchange, so their strength could not be underestimated.

Afterward, the group communicated for a while longer, and Yue Shulan and the others stood up and left.

The next two days.

Lu Zhangsheng practiced martial arts at home during the day and excavated spiritual objects at night.

When he had time, he would read some ancient books to enhance his own knowledge.

At the same time, the intelligence on that group of Soul Envoys was also firmly remembered in his heart.

Early in the morning.

Just as Lu Zhangsheng was preparing to go out of the city to patrol, a piece of news instantly ignited the entire city.

A Patrol Envoy under Xiao Tianci had died miserably outside the city, and even his head had been sent to the city gate.

This was simply a naked provocation.

Countless martial artists in the city were filled with anger, and the masses were indignant.

One must know that every Patrol Envoy was an outstanding existence among Bone-Forging experts.

Not only did they need to be fast enough, but their own realm could not be too weak.

The three branch halls had only selected six people in total, and they didn't expect that in less than three months, one would be beheaded.

This caused the morale of the martial artists in the entire Demon-Suppressing Division to drop by a notch.

Soon, Lu Zhangsheng also received this intelligence at home; it was sent by someone from Qin Ruobing.

He held the intelligence in his hand, and it was written quite in detail; it was exactly the Soul Envoys of the Wenxiang Sect who had set a trap and beheaded the Patrol Envoy on the spot.

After a while, Lu Zhangsheng put away the intelligence, and cold light flashed in his eyes.

These heretic cultists were becoming increasingly rampant.

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The next day, early in the morning.

After Lu Zhangsheng washed up, he prepared to go out of the city to patrol.

At this time, Fang Qing also brought Fang Tao over.

"Changsheng, be careful when you go out; I heard that it is very chaotic outside the city..."

Fang Qing was full of worry, her soft little hands tidying up the official uniform for Lu Zhangsheng.

Fang Tao on the side was also quite nervous.

The stable days now were all brought by Lu Zhangsheng, and they were also afraid that something would happen to Lu Zhangsheng; it was said that many martial artists had died outside the city.

"Don't worry, if the situation is not right, I will retreat immediately."

Lu Zhangsheng comforted them with a smile.

Since he had put on this official robe and become a Patrol Envoy, he would not choose to retreat.

Only with powerful strength could he protect his own relatives in troubled times.

He had also always been practicing this.

Lu Zhangsheng walked toward the outside of the courtyard with big strides.

After leaving his own courtyard, he walked all the way toward the city gate.

The figures on both sides gave way one after another, full of awe.

For Lu Zhangsheng, this newly promoted Patrol Envoy, the surrounding commoners were also well-known, becoming a model for countless parents to educate their children.

Soon, Lu Zhangsheng left the city gate, kicked his legs, and rushed quickly into a dense forest in front.

Seeing no one around, he immediately operated 【Bone Shrinking Art】.

"Clatter, clatter..."

Several light sounds came, and Lu Zhangsheng's figure and appearance changed instantly, turning into a rough-looking big man.

Even those familiar with him would find it difficult to recognize him face-to-face. Ever since this technique 【Bone Shrinking Art】 reached the transcendent realm, the effect had become increasingly magical.

If he continued to improve it all the way, would it become a legendary skill? This made Lu Zhangsheng quite look forward to it.

………………

At dusk, the setting sun was like blood.

On an official road more than two hundred miles away from Changping County.

A large group of figures was fighting fiercely on both sides of the official road, and quite a few corpses had already fallen to the ground, with bright red fresh blood staining the surrounding large patch of grass.

Shouting and roaring spread throughout the entire battlefield.

It was exactly a group of Wenxiang Sect members and Black Mountain Bandits besieging the government escort team.

The official forces were surrounded and had already fallen into a desperate situation.

The leader of the heretic cultists was in a red robe, with a gloomy face, and his whole body was rolling with malice.

This person was exactly one of the Ten Great Soul Envoys, Duan Lingyun.

"Kill these hounds quickly."

Duan Lingyun's tone was extremely cold.

"Your subordinate obeys."

A group of men in black around were full of awe.

Everyone knew that this Soul Envoy was a name made by killing; he didn't know how much infant essence blood he had collected to cultivate this evil technique, making people extremely afraid.

Soon, a group of people immediately killed their way toward the remaining government personnel.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The fighting between the two sides became increasingly fierce.

The leader of the government side was a middle-aged man with Bone-Forging Late Stage cultivation.

This person was fighting hard to block the attack of a man in black, somewhat in constant danger.

Just at this time, Duan Lingyun seized the opportunity and took action instantly.

He kicked his legs and arrived in front of the middle-aged man like thunder, his right hand suddenly reaching out forward.

Before the middle-aged man could react, he directly pierced through the other party's chest, revealing a bloody palm, which was quite creepy.

"The Demon-Suppressing Division will not... let you go..."

The middle-aged man spat out a sentence full of unwillingness, then fell backward directly.

Soon, under the layer-by-layer strangulation of the surrounding heretic cultists, there were no living people left on the scene.

Just as Duan Lingyun was preparing to lead the crowd away, a sudden change occurred.

Only to see a residual shadow rushing quickly from the jungle in the distance, with astonishing speed.

In just a few breaths, he arrived at the edge of the battlefield.

This person was exactly Lu Zhangsheng, who had changed his appearance.

After hearing the shouting, he rushed over without stopping, but unfortunately, he was still a step late.

He looked at the broken limbs and arms all over the ground, and murderous intent erupted in his eyes.

There was not even a living person left on the scene; they were all tortured and killed, extremely cruel.

Among them, some commoner martial artists were Lu Zhangsheng's colleagues, who used to talk and laugh, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, they would be separated by life and death.

"Which Patrol Envoy are you? This Seat remembers that there is no you among the remaining five."

Duan Lingyun stared fixedly at Lu Zhangsheng, his eyes quite puzzled.

He felt an aura of a strong person on Lu Zhangsheng.

Even he himself felt a deep threat.

This made him shocked.

He was Bone-Forging Perfection; the other party could not be a Blood Exchange expert, so he could only be some Patrol Envoy.

"Did you kill all these people?"

Lu Zhangsheng's tone was gloomy, and his eyes were extremely cold.

He recognized the person in front of him at a glance; it was exactly the tenth Soul Envoy, Duan Lingyun, with Bone-Forging Perfection strength.

According to the intelligence, this person had once tortured and killed hundreds of young girls and infants to extract essence blood and cultivate evil techniques, completely obliterating his humanity.

For this kind of person, Lu Zhangsheng would definitely behead him today.

Hearing this, Duan Lingyun was understated.

"Indeed, these people were all tortured and killed by this Seat; why, do you want to avenge them?"

He had tortured and killed many people, so he naturally didn't care about this.

Although the person in front of him felt quite threatening, he didn't think he would lose.

This was the confidence of being Bone-Forging Perfection.

His own defense, speed, and strength had all reached the top level; except for the first few Soul Envoys, he feared no martial artist of the same rank.

"Kill."

Lu Zhangsheng couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense, directly drew his slaughtering knife, and killed his way up fiercely.

His footwork flashed, and he arrived in front of the other party instantly, slashing forward with one blade.

"Shoo..."

The blinding cold light shuttled through the void, and even the air emitted bursts of rumbling sounds.

With this strike, he directly used his full strength, without the slightest reservation.

Except for not using the secret technique 【Threefold Wave】.

Tens of thousands of jin of power, added to the small achievement blade technique, the power erupted was also extremely terrifying.

"Drink!"

Duan Lingyun felt a powerful momentum locking onto himself, making his expression tighten.

He dared not be negligent, used his full blade, and slashed forward.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound of violent collision echoed through the entire scene, air waves swept in all directions, and even the ground cracked open, leaving a mess.

Under one strike.

Duan Lingyun was directly shaken by a giant force and retreated more than ten meters, standing in the center of the official road with a face full of horror.

"Who exactly are you? The Demon-Suppressing Division definitely does not have a character like you."

Layers of giant waves seemed to surge in his heart.

He was incomparably familiar with the experts of the Demon-Suppressing Division; it was impossible for such a person to suddenly pop up.

Conversely, Lu Zhangsheng stood steadily in place, his expression as calm as water, ignoring the other party's roar at all.

This person would definitely die today.

The group of heretic cultists watching around were also full of horror.

They also didn't expect that Duan Lingyun, this Soul Envoy, would actually fall into a disadvantage.

This simply refreshed everyone's cognition.

Since when did a random martial artist from the Demon-Suppressing Division have such strength?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 84 =====