anwhile, everyone in the convoy had also gotten out of the vehicles, their Divine Senses observing the approaching mbers of the Long Yan Sword Sect. Shen Qiang spoke harshly, "Two minutes, I don't expect you to defeat them, just hold them off for two minutes, and I guarantee they will all die here tonight."
Hearing Shen Qiang's words, everyone replied in unison, their voices solemn, "Understood, please rest assured."
No sooner had they spoken than the short few hundred ter distance was rapidly closed by the approaching mbers of the Long Yan Sword Sect.
"Shen Qiang!" The Sect Leader of the Long Yan Sword Sect appeared furiously in front of Shen Qiang, roughly thirty ters away, his eyes angry yet triumphant as he coldly said, "Your ti to die has co. Do you really think that with those few pieces of trash behind you, you have the right to fight against our Long Yan Sword Sect?"
"Do you think just because you have talent, you can survive the wrath of our Long Yan Sword Sect?"
"Don't dream!"
The Sect Leader of the Long Yan Sword Sect angrily shouted, "You, Shen Qiang, are but a weakling who has just stepped into the Nascent Soul Stage!"
Shen Qiang laughed, his heart filled with ecstasy as he watched his germs envelop all of the opponents, intentionally dragging out ti as he coldly taunted, "Even if I am a weakling, I am not as despicable and shaless as you, not even sparing a child."
Upon hearing this, the Sect Leader of the Long Yan Sword Sect, his eyes flashing coldly, said, "To 'eliminate the roots when cutting the grass' is an unchanging truth. Being kind-hearted and soft-handed is no way to survive in the Cultivation World."
The Sect Leader of the Long Yan Sword Sect, now appearing smug, laughed wildly, "Moreover, you, Shen Qiang, are an idiot. We set up such an ambush, and you foolishly charged in like a dead pig, really deserving death. Look, we have over two hundred people on our side, while you have fewer than ten."
"Do you know what a prestigious sect is? Let tell you, this is it. To fight against us is like an egg striking a rock with no understanding of your own limits!"
Shen Qiang laughed.
Almost simultaneously,
Ah!
A scream tore through the night sky.
Suddenly, everyone was shocked to see a man in a traffic police uniform holding a blood-dripping longsword, next to whom lay a corpse.
Removing his hat and attracting the attention of the whole scene, the young man gave a cold smile, then bowed and knelt before Shen Qiang, proclaiming loudly, "Zhong Yongxi, the thirty-ninth generation heir of the Zhong Family dical Pavilion, greets his Great Uncle Master. Everything is as Great Uncle Master speculated; the Long Yan Sword Sect's appointed watcher was indeed just an ordinary person without cultivation skills, and Yongxi has slain him."
The Sect Leader of the Long Yan Sword Sect fud with rage, "Youngster of the Zhong Family! Even your Sect Leader wouldn't dare disobey my words, you..."
And almost at the sa ti, the doors of the overturned cargo truck at the road junction burst open with a bang.
Then, to the Sect Leader of the Long Yan Sword Sect's astonishnt, Zhong Jixiang, the grim-faced helmsman of the Zhong Family dical Pavilion, walked out from the vehicle with many disciples and followers.
"Zhong Jixiang, you old whippersnapper, how dare you ddle in the grudge between our Long Yan Sword Sect and the Shen family? Tonight, you will all die here."
Hearing this, Zhong Jixiang coolly raised an eyebrow, "Shen Qiang is my grand martial uncle. Even if he won't acknowledge it, the Zhong Family dical Pavilion does. Therefore, his affairs are our affairs."
"Shaless!" The Sect Leader of the Long Yan Sword Sect roared in fury.
At that mont, Shen Qiang calmly arched his eyebrow, "My son, did you think you're the only one capable of laying an ambush? We added lead plating to the cargo container—it's impervious to Divine Sense and True Yuan. Without being here, you would never know that the Zhong Family dical Pavilion doesn't fear your threats. So the true fool is you, old trash. You are leading the Long Yan Sword Sect to its annihilation!"
At Shen Qiang's words, the Sect Leader of the Long Yan Sword Sect turned deathly pale, not only realizing he had been outmaneuvered by Shen Qiang but also becoming acutely aware that Shen Qiang seed to be stalling for ti.
He imdiately backed off and roared, "Attack, kill them all for !"
Without the slightest pause, as soon as the words of the Long Yan Sword Sect Leader fell, the powerhouses of the Long Yan Sword Sect charged into the ranks of the Zhong Family dical Hall like tigers pouncing on a flock of sheep, and in almost an instant, screams and severed limbs were sent flying.
Shen Qiang's eyes were splitting with rage as he watched all this unfold.
In fact, in order to find reliable people to stage a traffic accident at the street corner in the shortest ti possible, Shen Qiang had indeed turned to the Zhong Family, but Shen Qiang's only request was for them to help arrange the accident.
Because Shen Qiang understood that the strongest mber of the Zhong Family dical Hall was rely at the Yang God Realm.
They didn't even have a Mixed Elent Realm powerhouse.
The majority of their family's disciples were below the Foundation Establishnt Stage, and thus Zhong Yongxi, who had reached the Golden Core Stage at the age of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, was already seen as an absolute elite in the eyes of the Zhong Family dical Hall.
But comparing them to a local super hegemon like the Long Yan Sword Sect—offering to help was simply a death wish.
Therefore, from the very beginning, Shen Qiang had never ntioned anything about them joining the battle.
What Shen Qiang hadn't anticipated was the Zhong Family dical Hall making such a foolish move, blocking Divine Sense with lead plates so that even Shen Qiang was unaware of their arrival. However, the disciples and followers they brought this ti were just cannon fodder against the Mixed Elent Realm powerhouses of the Long Yan Sword Sect, unable to delay even for a few seconds!
With just a flash of sword light, those disciples of the Zhong Family dical Hall, who had just established their Foundation, or were even still at the Qi Condensation Stage, had already been dismbered.
"Gangzi!" Zhong Yongxi, who was by Shen Qiang's side, saw this and turned to rush over.
Shen Qiang knocked him out with a thud and tossed him to Bianyi standing nearby, barking, "Watch him. If he dies, don't expect to live either."
Bianyi was shocked.
At the sa ti, Shen Qiang bellowed, "Don't just stand there, fight!"
Following Shen Qiang's roar,
The Sect Leader of the Bliss was the first to reveal his True Body, and his clear and soul-stirring crane cry was like a ferocious assault. In just a mont, within a thousand-ter radius, everyone below the Nascent Soul Stage, whether they were cultivators or not, instantly lost consciousness and collapsed.
Boom!
Simultaneously, the Black Bear Spirit, Xiong Zhenghui, blocked a streak of sword light with his steel-like arms. As the opposing cultivator's eyes glead coldly with intent to change his move, in an instant, Xiong Zhenghui returned to his original form, his maw wide open. With a crunch, he crushed the head of the Long Yan Sword Sect cultivator he was fighting.
Thump!
The Tiger Demon, Fubao, appeared amidst the desolate screams of the Zhong Family dical Hall's ranks. His gaze was cold; he stood with his hands behind his back. The previously rampant Long Yan powerhouse had not only been thrown out, but had also smashed through the lead-plated cargo truck.
At the sa ti, the air was suddenly filled with the sweet scent of roses, and almost imdiately,
Gigantic flower vines and terrifying octopus arms, like ropes, lifted two Long Yan Sword Sect sword cultivators high into the air, and then, like two huge whips, lashed them towards the crowds of the Long Yan Sword Sect.
Boom!
In just an instant, the previously well-organized formation of the Long Yan sword cultivators was thrown into complete disarray.
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