"What does the Commandery Princess an by this?!" Zhang Rongfang’s expression remained unchanged. Without looking at Chen Han, he clasped his fists and saluted.
"This man is my master, assigned as my personal guardian! If anything happens, I cannot explain it to my master when I return."
"Furthermore, as a Daoist of the Great Dao Teaching, and a disciple of the Celestial Treasure Palace Sect Leader,
If the Commandery Princess, as a royal bloodline, wants to personally punish soone of mine, I can only accept it.
However, if others want to make a move...." His gaze swept over the two Spiritual Veins in front of Chen Han.
His eyes were calm, but there was a faintly chilling, bone-piercing sensation to them.
The two n imdiately hesitated and paused in their actions.
The Commandery Princess herself would certainly be fine, but if they dared to really tear faces with the Great Dao Teaching.... with the backing they have behind them....
Unconsciously, the two gradually released Chen Han, not daring to continue.
"Good!! Very good!!" Princess Yongxiang, with only one hand barely able to move, pointed at Zhang Rongfang, her gaze like a knife, fury almost erupting from her pupils.
"Everyone thinks I’m crippled, that I’m done for, right!? Just you wait!! Just you wait!!"
"It seems the Commandery Princess needs rest, so we shall take our leave first."
Zhang Rongfang bowed again in salute.
He cast his gaze toward Chen Han, who had been released.
At this mont, Chen Han’s face was pale, as if he had suffered so trendous injury.
"Subordinate is fine." He said in a low voice, stepping back and steadying himself, as the wound on his leg rapidly healed.
Zhang Rongfang nodded, and the two turned around, leaving in the direction they ca from.
Amid Princess Yongxiang’s angry roars behind them, several guards stepped forward attempting to stop them.
But Zhang Rongfang struck with lightning speed, easily fending them off.
"The Commandery Princess personally makes a move against , I dare not resist, but if anyone else dares to, they should be prepared to beco enemies of the Great Dao Teaching...."
His voice spread, forcing the blocking guards to hesitate, not daring to make a move.
Soon, the two left the pavilion, exiting Princess Yongxiang’s courtyard.
Silent all the way, they returned to their own courtyard.
As soon as they closed the door, Chen Han couldn’t hold on any longer.
He was sweating all over, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, convulsing all over.
Zhang Rongfang’s expression changed, and he quickly opened the attributes panel, looking at the other.
He found that just from that brief encounter, Chen Han’s attributes actually had significant changes.
’Chen Han——Life? -?.
Martial Arts: Illusion Talisman Skill - Internal Skill Fourth Realm (Fist, Palm, Claw Strengthened Third Grade, Fist, Palm, Claw Strengthened Four Tis).
Cultivation of Literature: Void Observation Skill (Core Formation Third Transformation)’
"His martial arts regressed by a level!? His cultivation of literature regressed by two transformations!?"
Zhang Rongfang’s heart sank.
This was the first ti he witnessed such a phenonon.
In the previous hasty confrontation, the two Spiritual Veins beside Yongxiang’s side actually managed to permanently diminish Chen Han’s cultivation strength in just a few blows!?
"Daoist, subordinate... subordinate is fine... just the Spiritual Line is damaged, resting... resting should be enough...."
Chen Han squeezed out a sentence with difficulty, then got up again, barely supporting himself on the door fra.
"You should go back and rest. In this state, staying by my side is aningless." Zhang Rongfang frowned.
"Subordinate..." Chen Han wanted to say more.
"Go." Zhang Rongfang waved him off. "I am, after all, a Super Grade expert, and I’ve always been kind and never bore grudges. Furthermore, with the two experts from Snow Rainbow Pavilion secretly protecting , I will be fine."
Chen Han finally nodded, saluted, and turned to leave with difficulty.
Watching his departing back until he completely disappeared at the end of the forest path, Zhang Rongfang sighed softly and closed the door.
As a Spiritual Vein, this is the helpless reality.
No advancent in martial arts, life and death not under one’s control, living such a ager existence....
It seems like longevity, but.....
A flicker of emotion passed through his eyes, but Zhang Rongfang ultimately said nothing, closing the courtyard door again.
Soon, several days had passed.
Princess Yongxiang finally packed up her belongings and embarked on the journey back to the Great Capital for treatnt.
Three of her limbs were broken, all with comminuted fractures. For such injuries, there were simply no doctors with sufficient dical expertise in Citong.
Only by returning to the Great Capital could there be more hope.
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Several dozen miles outside Citong.
Beside Yulan Lake.
Bowl-shaped green mountains, one after another, stretched into the distance.
Amid the green grass by the lake, a straight official road led far away.
Princess Yongxiang sat upright in the carriage, fingers tightly grasping, staring out the window at the glittering sunset lake surface.
By no ans could she have imagined that on this visit to Citong, such unexpected events would occur.
In past years, she traveled to more than just one place, roaming all over the country.
She was not soone who liked to stay put, and with high martial arts talent, as a Super Grade of Three Emptiness, many places that were dangerous for ordinary royals were nothing to her.
But this ti....
Crack.
The wine cup in her hand shattered.
Shards deeply pierced her palm, oozing tiny blood droplets.
Woosh~~
A shout ca from outside as the coachman tugged at the horses.
The carriage gradually stopped and ca to a halt.
"What is the matter!?" Yongxiang shouted harshly.
"Replying to the Commandery Princess, there are several large tree trunks blocking the road on the official road ahead, we’re going to clear them away."
"Trees?" A sinking feeling hit Yongxiang’s heart. At this point, she had clearly set off with her whereabouts hidden.
She lifted the curtain and looked ahead.
On the gray-white official road, there were indeed several logs the size of a person’s embrace lying across the path.
Clap clap clap.
A series of crisp clapping sounds ca from the forest on the left.
Figures dressed in black and wearing masks slowly stepped out from the woods.
The three black-clad people at the forefront bore a simple silver V-shaped emblem on the left side of their masks.
Apparently, these three were the leaders.
"It’s thanks to you all this ti." The one in the middle said softly.
"It’s only right. Demonstrating sincerity always requires proof," the short, stocky man on the left said with a smile.
"But with so many people... the entire convoy, there will inevitably be so innocents... we..." The black-clad person on the right was a woman, seemingly the youngest. She hesitated as she spoke.
"There’s no other way...." The man in the middle sighed, "This world is just like this, too many go with the flow, too many have no say in what happens to them...."
"You all!!" Yongxiang narrowed her eyes, staring hard at the masked figures. Suddenly, as if realizing sothing,
her expression changed.
"You’re all ordinary people!? All ordinary martial artists, and you dare to court death!!? Lei’an!! Kill them!"
"A re martial artist!!"
The only remaining Internal Arts Spiritual Veins bearer was a burly man with a full beard. His face was icy as he stepped out of the convoy, shaking the blade in his hand.
"You protect the Commandery Princess, these people, I can handle alone."
Bang!
The ground exploded under his feet, and he transford into a phantom, charging straight towards the three black-clad figures.
Capture the leader to defeat the gang, a principle known by many, so he directly targeted the leader!
Clang!!
In an instant, the black-clad figure on the left also darted forward.
The two crossed paths like lightning.
Sword and blade collided, sparks flew.
Whoosh!!
Lei’an stood rigidly in place, his long sword falling to the ground.
With a thud, he knelt to the ground, with a clear sword mark across his chest, splitting him in two.
"Such a fast...sword...."
Amidst the gasps of the convoy.
"Three Emptiness!!?" Yongxiang judged the man’s strength, her expression changed drastically, her unease soaring to its peak.
Before she could react.
The other black-clad figures swiftly charged towards the convoy.
The convoy was hurrying, accompanied by only twenty elite warriors, without the usual servants.
While the black-clad figures erged from all around, at least forty joined the fray.
Among them were skilled masters.
The only other Spiritual Veins External dicine in the convoy was intercepted by a masked woman with silver V patterns.
The two were locked in a fierce duel, neither gaining the upper hand.
With cries and screams echoing, soone pulled out a firearm to shoot, but before they could fire twice, black-clad figures closed in and slaughtered them on the spot.
Amidst blood and screams.
The only unmoving silver V masked man still stood there, quietly watching the massacre.
He was tall and strong, broad and powerful, even with a mask and black cloth wrapped around his head, those ordinary eyes seed to conceal sothing, making Yongxiang watching from afar feel a sense of familiarity.
As fewer and fewer people from the convoy remained standing.
"Commandery Princess, run!! I’ll risk my life to ensure your escape!!"
Her close maid Yongchun stood protectively before Yongxiang, holding a knife and shouting.
"Truly moving."
The last masked man slowly stepped forward.
"Unfortunately...no one here can escape!!"
"It’s you!!?" Yongxiang’s eyes suddenly lit with realization! "It’s you, you traitor!! Zhang Ying!!? How dare you rebel!?"
Zhang Rongfang gently removed his mask.
He understood, asking Zhang Yunqi and other mbers of the Rebel Sect for assistance inevitably required this step.
The Rebel Sect’s assault on Spirit Court Spiritual Veins was rebellion, and they were long wanted.
Helping him kill Yongxiang was their expression of sincerity.
And likewise, to show his own sincerity, he must decisively hand over incriminating evidence.
Now revealing his identity was that evidence.
"It’s been a few days, Commandery Princess, how have you been?" Zhang Rongfang asked with a smile.
The two were separated by more than ten ters, eyes eting, one furious, the other calm.
Forming a stark contrast.
"Rebel!! Do you think you’ve already won!?" Yongxiang suddenly roared.
Her beautiful eyes were already bloodshot, falling into hysterical madness.
Suddenly, she drew a silver-white long-handled gun from her bosom and aid at Zhang Rongfang.
At the sa ti, a vague figure flew out from the convoy, slashing a blade at Zhang Rongfang.
The figure moved fast, the blade light like a waterfall falling into a pond, a silver-white streak trailing the slash.
Bang!!
Whoosh!!
The gunshot and blade sound rang out simultaneously.
Unfortunately, Zhang Rongfang was no longer in place.
Having undergone seven rounds of External dicine, and breaking through after reaching eleventh grade, his physical prowess was not much different from ordinary Internal Arts.
Now, with Yongxiang incapacitated and only an External dicine Spiritual Veins remaining.
The outco was already clear.
In an instant, critical, yin and yang coalesced, Golden Toad Skill erupted with strength, layering atop each other.
Just one second.
The blade-wielding External dicine just landed, and a sudden darkness enveloped him from behind.
He quickly turned to slash with his blade.
Snap.
But his wrist was firmly clasped by a large hand.
By now, Zhang Rongfang’s body had expanded to two ters, towering over the other by a head.
His black clothing couldn’t conceal his bulging muscles.
On his granite-like physique, countless red lines of blood vessels squird and twisted across his facial skin.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zhang Rongfang tossed him like garbage, flipping him over like lightning.
With a loud bang, the figure slamd into a carriage, flipping and shattering it.
The one with the blade, bones fractured into multiple pieces, struggled amidst the shattered remains before exhaling his last breath, awaiting revival.
Swish!
Yongxiang’s pupils narrowed, shooting the long gun to the left.
Bang!!
Fire exploded from the muzzle, but a large hand raised the barrel skyward, firing into the air.
Unnoticed, Zhang Rongfang had already moved to her left side, a ter away.
"You....!!" Yongxiang gritted her teeth, kicking with all her might towards his head.
Unfortunately, with a swish, her leg missed the target.
Both her knees and calves were shattered, unable to change stance or exert force.
Before she could retract her leg, Zhang Rongfang grabbed it with one hand.
And with this posture, given Yongxiang was wearing a long skirt, she ended up in an indecent position.
"Is the Commandery Princess trying to seduce ?" Zhang Rongfang grinned.
In an instant, he raised a hand, smashing, picking up Yongxiang, and slamd her down with legs and body.
Boom!
The ground sank, grass and dirt spewing, mud exploding in scattered chunks.
Yongxiang’s eyes bulged, her body arched, her bones fractured, spewing blood from her mouth.
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