The night wind howled.
In an instant, a deep growl spread within a hundred-ter radius.
From afar, Zhang Xuan and others who were approaching heard it and saw the scene.
The Flying Bear King quickly reached out to stop the others.
"Wait! Don't go over yet!"
He had the best eyesight and imdiately noticed sothing was amiss over there.
The montum and positioning of those few people were clearly not for play.
"What's going on!? That sound just now." Zhang Xintai's face turned slightly pale; the toxin was starting to affect him.
He gazed into the distance, unable to make out the situation clearly.
Now, he had reached the fourth tier. This was the result of years of diligent practice and frantic supplentation.
But at this mont, watching the few figures rapidly exchanging blows under the moonlight afar, he only felt dazzled, unable to see their speed clearly.
"Soone is fighting... it's with Rongfang! Not sure whose side they're on." Zhang Xuan said solemnly. "Let's try to stay quiet and not burden him!"
He could now see clearly; though their strength seed impressive to ordinary eyes, compared to Zhang Rongfang's current level, it was far inferior.
Thus, the best help they could offer was not to beco a burden or get caught as leverage against Zhang Rongfang.
"Why are there people from the Great Dao Teaching fighting him too? Aren't they supposed to be together?" Xiao Qingying murmured, growing increasingly anxious.
From Qingchuan to here, they had been through hardships, and their only hope now rested on Zhang Rongfang.
If sothing were to happen to him...
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan and Zhang Xintai also showed signs of worry.
The Flying Bear King took a deep breath, about to speak.
Bang!!
Suddenly, a bloodied figure brushed past him.
With a swoosh, it crashed heavily to the ground, rolled several tis, and rapidly turned into black ash, disintegrating.
He shuddered, looking again into the distance.
Where Zhang Rongfang had been exchanging blows, there were now only two opponents left.
There were three before, but in just a few breaths, one was gone....
Boom!!
Zhang Rongfang pressed down with a single hand, heavy as a warhamr, striking Zhou Lingsong's defending arms.
For the second ti, flesh and blood splattered, and Zhou Lingsong's arms finally succumbed to the burden, snapping with a crack.
Beside him, a gold-edged black-faced elder moved with a ghostly body technique, rapidly circling with a sharp blade targeting vital spots.
Yet, no matter from which angle he attacked, Zhang Rongfang easily blocked every move.
Clang!
Another piercing attempt, and the elder's short dagger was sent flying, his body shuddered, retreating several steps as blood surged within.
"Who... who exactly are you!!?"
At this mont, he no longer believed the person before him could be Zhang Ying.
Zhang Ying was rumored to be a Super Grade External dicine, already among the top geniuses of the world.
Yet, the person before him was far more powerful, even overwhelming the two Three Emptiness Gods in direct confrontation.
Simply terrifying!!
"No other tricks left?"
Zhang Rongfang flexed his muscles, palm pressing Zhou Lingsong back down as if an adult handling a child.
These two weren't even using Great Dao Teaching martial arts at all.
Forget the black-masked elder, what's ridiculous is that Zhou Lingsong wasn't using any Great Dao Teaching martial arts either.
From this alone, it's easy to spot him as a fraud.
"In that case, let's end it this way."
Zhang Rongfang lifted his head, slightly tilting back, already aware of Zhang Xuan and others hiding in the distance.
He didn't want them to see his brutal side; he intended to keep a good image with his master and comrades.
"Wait! We can totally collaborate, we all have interests in the Great Dao Teaching, why not join forces...."
Zhou Lingsong's arms were broken, his body bloodied, looking extrely pathetic.
To disguise his identity, he didn't bless the gods, which now only added to his troubles.
With his injuries, he couldn't quickly heal, just enduring it.
But before he finished speaking, everything turned dark.
Zhang Rongfang was already beside him.
With a lifted palm.
This palm was far quicker than before! Much quicker.
In an instant, his palm reached Zhou Lingsong's neck, like a beast clamp, sharp fingers piercing into the blood vessels.
A large amount of blood was sucked out, Zhang Rongfang watching the opponent's trembling face calmly.
With the activation of two Extre States, he could easily handle the encirclent of this group.
This outco was satisfying enough.
In the darkness, he backed against Zhang Xuan and others, shielding Zhou Lingsong with his back, watching the opponent tremble until completely shriveled.
Retracting his hand, Zhang Rongfang struck again, a fierce palm to Zhou Lingsong's forehead.
Bang!!
With a loud noise, silver threads burst from Zhou Lingsong's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose simultaneously.
All silver threads rapidly turned black, hardened, struggled briefly, then fell to the ground and turned into black ash.
Zhou Lingsong also fell, rapidly shriveling, blackening, and evaporating away.
Zhang Rongfang lifted his head, looking at the other man; the gold-edged black-masked elder had already escaped over a hundred ters.
He shook his head slightly, stamped the ground, blew open large chunks of black soil, splashed up, and vanished on the spot.
The distance between them rapidly closed.
The elder heard the sound, turned his twisted face to glance back, only to see a large face, a ter away!!
At this mont, he regretted deeply, initially thinking everything was arranged flawlessly and infallible.
I didn't expect now...
This guy disguised as Zhang Ying actually has such strength...
"Stop! I'm an elder of Taiji Palace! Killing ans opposing Zhenyi!! Let's talk nicely! Don't you want to know who leaked your information!? Who is deliberately guiding Zhang Xuan and the others!!?"
The old man frantically tried to demonstrate his value.
"Taiji Palace?" Zhang Rongfang paused his hand.
"Could it be a Daoist brother from Zhenyi Sect?" He couldn't have imagined getting involved with Zhenyi Sect.
If it really is Zhenyi Sect, then this is troubleso...
Why would they target , and how do they know the details of my movents?
"I can tell you! All the secrets!! As long as you swear by the gods you worship, let leave alive!" the old man with golden-edged black mask hurriedly said.
"I swear by the gods I worship, if you tell the answer, I will definitely let you go!" Zhang Rongfang swore swiftly without even blinking.
"Huh... The one who leaked your whereabouts is the Shang family of the Jade Void Palace of Great Dao Teaching. They have informants in your governnt office. Also, we received direct orders from Taiji Palace. As long as we obtain evidence of your collusion with the rebel army and send it to the Great Capital, it will suffice. Additionally, if we can force you to kill your forr master and others.
Then we can also plant a thorn in Yue Dewen's heart. As long as we can disgust Yue Dewen, we have it all arranged!" the old man blurted out.
"Would Zhenyi Taiji Palace be so scheming against a small fry like ?" Zhang Rongfang frowned.
"The identity of Zhang Ying hasn't been a small fry since Yue Dewen ascended to the top of the Jixian Institute in the Great Capital. After Zhang Qingzhi disappeared, you are the most suitable heir for Yue Dewen.
If we can get rid of you, whether by directly killing you or by other ans to sever your connection with Yue Dewen.
It would be a major blow to him.
If he doesn't handle this well, the Snow Rainbow Pavilion over there will also....."
The old man paused, glanced at Zhang Rongfang.
"What's up with Snow Rainbow Pavilion?" Zhang Rongfang's brows furrowed tightly.
"Snow Rainbow Pavilion, nowadays many generals support Yue Dewen, maintaining the legitimacy of the Spirit Court.
So, essentially, most of their strength is in the sa camp as Celestial Sincerity Palace.
If there's an issue with the Daoist's stance, it could shake the already unstable Fierce Generals of Snow Rainbow Pavilion!"
The old man's words left Zhang Rongfang speechless.
He thought the other side was just making small calculations, but he didn't expect so many entanglents behind it.
"Now, I've told you everything I know, you promised to let ...."
Boom!!!
A massive explosion sound suddenly erupted.
Zhang Rongfang slapped the old man's head fiercely.
The imnse horrifying force, coupled with increased speed, instantly spun his head around three hundred and sixty degrees in a large circle.
The old man stood dumbly in place, his pupils dilating, fading, disappearing.
Zhang Rongfang also didn't move, placing one hand on his head, blood vessels piercing through.
Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds....
Swish!
Silver light suddenly brightened in the old man's pupils, but before he could react, a great force squeezed, and his skull collapsed inward suddenly.
Soon, a pile of black ash slowly scattered on the ground, then evaporated, disappearing.
"The weak are like this, placing all their trust in the charity of others...."
Zhang Rongfang sighed softly.
With that, all the troubles present died cleanly.
Releasing his hand, he turned to look at his only remaining subordinate.
"Clean up, let's go back. He didn't die in vain."
The person trembled all over, almost petrified with fear.
Startled by the voice, he quickly returned to his senses.
"Yes!" He knelt on one knee, looking at the corpse of his companion next to him, feeling the overwhelming shock and quaking from Zhang Rongfang's overwhelming power. More than that, he felt sorrow for himself and his companion.
In Wushan Prefecture, they thought they amounted to sothing... but now....
An inexplicable sadness spread in his heart.
The man carried his companion's body, saluted Zhang Rongfang, and then quickly left.
And now, Zhang Rongfang finally had the ti to look at Flying Bear King Zhang Xuan and others.
"Next, I invite Master to stay at my place for a while. I'll arrange soone to detoxify you."
"But..." Flying Bear King wanted to say sothing, but trembled all over under Zhang Rongfang's glance.
Rembering the scene he just witnessed.
Four people died one after another in less than a minute...
Among them, two were top-level experts not inferior to him... and one was a god worshipper.
But the result....
Grandmaster!?
A terrifying hypothesis erged from his mind.
At the thought of this term, he shuddered all over, only those who have been tornted understand how extraordinarily powerful a Grandmaster is.
"Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your righteous help! I, the Flying Bear King, will rember it in my heart! Always and never dare forget!" he imdiately answered loudly. "And then repay your great kindness and virtue!"
"No need for courtesy." Zhang Rongfang smiled, "Actually, I'm very easy-going. No need to be so constrained."
Several people fell silent altogether.
If this was said without the surrounding blood and corpses, perhaps it would be more convincing....
Imdiately, Zhang Rongfang didn't linger either, avoiding long nights of dreams, he took a few people to another nearby branch of Songhe Temple. Hidden for now.
And just after they all left together.
On the patch of black soil that had just been cleaned up.
At the location where Zhou Lingsong and others died, a humanoid figure draped in a gray-white long robe, with a face shrouded in black shadows, quietly appeared at the location of the corpses.
The humanoid squatted down, stretched out a pale hand, grabbed a handful of soil soaked in blood.
He lifted it up, and sniffed.
"Zhang Ying, Zhang Rongfang.... Interesting...."
The breeze blew, and the humanoid figure vanished on the spot....
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