Chapter 830: Pierced by a longsword, kicked an iron plate

Zhang Wuji also made his move quickly, the longsword in his hand turning into several meteors, harvesting several lives in the blink of an eye.

The burly man's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

Damn it!

Several of his subordinates had died, and this pretty boy was still unscathed. Who on earth was he?

But soon he reacted and turned to run.

"Want to leave? Too late!"

Zhang Wuji's figure flickered, and he immediately blocked the burly man's path, "Last night, you ambushed this Young Master; today, this Young Master will make you pay the price!"

"Who are you? State your name!" The burly man roared with a fierce expression.

Zhang Wuji smiled indifferently, "My surname is Zhang, and my given name is Wuji. You must remember it. After I recover from my injuries, I will definitely ascend the Shaolin Temple and demand your dog's life!"

"Zhang... Zhang Wuji?"

The expression on the burly man's face stiffened.

He had never dreamed that he would encounter Zhang Wuji here. Wasn't this sending himself to death?

Zhang Wuji sneered, took a step forward, and the longsword in his hand stabbed straight into the burly man's chest!

"Ah!"

The burly man let out a miserable howl, his entire chest cavity pierced by the longsword, blood gushing out. The burly man's knees went soft, and he knelt on the ground, struggling in pain, finally twitching a few times before dying completely.

Zhang Wuji withdrew his sword, the longsword shaking out sword flowers in the air, and a biting cold air rushed toward his face.

"Young Master Wuji has good sword technique!"

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but cheer. Just now, she had seen with her own eyes that Zhang Wuji had used his longsword to kill that burly man. That was an expert in the early stage of the Post-Heaven realm, yet he was killed in seconds by Zhang Wuji with one sword strike.

This strength was definitely not that of an ordinary person.

No wonder her master told her to associate more with this Young Master Wuji.

Zhou Zhiruo secretly decided that after she recovered from her injuries, she must invite Zhang Wuji to visit Emei.

At this time, Zhang Wuji sheathed his sword, turned to Zhou Zhiruo, and nodded slightly, "Thanks to your help, Miss, otherwise, I would definitely have suffered a big loss."

"Just a small effort," Zhou Zhiruo said modestly.

Zhang Wuji smiled, "Miss, your clothes are all soaked. Go to my room first and change into clean clothes, so you don't freeze your body."

"Uh... alright." Zhou Zhiruo's face turned slightly red, and she answered in a low voice. She did indeed feel a bit chilly.

"Young Master Wuji, where do you live? Why don't you tell me the room number, and I'll go there myself?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji's face changed, and he said, "Oh, it's like this, Young Master Su Hang lives at the Half-Moon Inn in the south of the city. It should be easy for you to find it there; it's not far from here."

Half-Moon Inn?

Zhou Zhiruo's pretty eyebrows twitched, "Then I'll go there first."

Zhang Wuji nodded, watching Zhou Zhiruo walk away.

Until Zhou Zhiruo completely disappeared, Zhang Wuji's face instantly collapsed.

And Zhou Zhiruo, on the other side, was also wanting to ask Su Hang some questions, naturally not knowing that she had already fallen into danger.

Outside the perimeter of the Half-Moon Inn.

Standing on a pavilion was a woman covered in a black veil. The woman was the person sent by the Mo Sect to monitor Su Hang.