"This knife is poisoned?" Shen Zhen's expression changed.
"That's right, it's to chase people away, and also to poison you." The lady laughed coldly and clapped her hands lightly. At that point, the group of twenty men shouted and charged towards Shen Zhen.
"Bastard, how dare you spread my family's knife techniques." The moment the knife flashed, Shen Zhen's expression changed. With a loud shout, he did not retaliate. The knife flashed again, and another knife flashed, followed by a third.
With a loud sound, the three men were separated. Blood rained down from the sky. The second wave of people could not react in time, and could only watch helplessly as the three men were killed.
After killing three men, Shen Zhen's face was covered with a layer of grey mist. He then turned around to escape.
"Arrest the murderer!" At this point, several bailiffs dashed forward. Shen Zhen raised his blade and charged towards Meng Luo Gong. Meng Luo Gong waved his hands, and the rest of the men formed a defensive formation. At this point, a scream could be heard as several martial artists rushed out from the crowd. All of them had their faces covered. The servants who were originally pushing the banquet had their throats cut open, and fresh blood spurted out. The already chaotic crowd became even more chaotic, and no one dared to watch any longer.
The banquet table was empty. Pei Zi Yun retrieved a pair of chopsticks and a flask of wine. He was drinking wine and eating meat, his eyes sweeping across the crowd of onlookers.
"The performance just now was over the top and exaggerated. It's a pity Shen Zhen did not see through it."
"But this Zhang Ping is a ruthless person. He actually wore a green hat to complement his acting. Even if it was fake, it would not be good if word got out."
Pei Zi Yun did not feel any pain at all. He took out a piece of beef and started eating slowly. The taste was not bad at all. The people who were running away looked at the young man eating and thought to themselves, "Who is this? Does he not want to live anymore? He's still eating? Does he want his head?"
Pei Zi Yun wiped his mouth and tossed the flask of wine aside. He then blended into the crowd and chased after them. When he turned back to look, he saw that there were already more than ten people lying on the ground, bleeding profusely. The chaotic crowd was trampling over them. Even if they were still alive, they would have been trampled to death on the spot.
More than ten people were rushing towards Shen Zhen. Shen Zhen had been poisoned.
"You won't be able to escape." The group of people shouted. Meng Luo Gong followed behind and commanded, "Kill them all."
"Young Master, you go first." Someone shouted and stopped. Shen Zhen turned back to look, hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran away.
These people counterattacked and blocked in front of the tens of people. Saber lights flashed and the sounds of killing shook the heavens. Before long, the figures were separated and the few people fell to the ground.
Shen Zhen had already escaped. There was a horse by the side of the road. He sliced off the reins of the horse and grabbed hold of the reins before leaping onto the horse, "Jia, jia!"
Pei Zi Yun laughed coldly. Seeing that everyone had left, he turned around and entered Zhang Mansion without making a sound. Amidst the chaos, no one noticed him.
Pei Zi Yun seemed to know the way, as he ran towards the west side. There was a small building, with a huge red watermelon lantern hanging from it. He jumped up the building and saw a woman guarding it. Pei Zi Yun walked up to her, and before she could even scream, he tapped her and she fainted.
When he opened the door, he saw a young lady lying on the bed, unconscious. It was Shen Wan Lin.
"Knockout powder?" Pei Zi Yun examined her and understood immediately. He had no antidote, but he did not hesitate. A white light appeared in his hands, and she woke up.
"Who?" Shen Wan Lin woke up and immediately looked for her saber. At this critical juncture, she finally saw her true colors.
Pei Zi Yun laughed as he looked at her, and did nothing to stop her. Shen Wan Lin's hand froze in mid-air. After some time, she asked, "Where am I now?"
"Zhang Mansion." Pei Zi Yun replied plainly, "Your uncle sent you here after you were bewitched. But something interesting happened outside."
As he spoke, he told her everything that had happened outside. The more he spoke, the paler Shen Wan Lin's face became. Her face was as white as a sheet of paper.
"I believe you understand now?"
"Zhang Ping cooperated with your uncle to put on a show to kill your brother. What does he think of you?"
"Wearing a green hat isn't a personal matter, it's a family matter. But your uncle sent you here — looks like Zhang Ping is still infatuated with you, even if it's just your body. En, in a few days, you'll definitely die."
"Don't speak anymore." Shen Wan Lin cried out softly, her entire body trembling. She was an intelligent girl, and understood that after this incident, no one would allow her to stay in the Zhang family. If she had stayed at her uncle's house, she might have had a chance to live. But if she was drugged and sent to the Zhang family, there would only be one outcome.
She sobbed softly, "You, you are so heartless."
She wasn't sure if she was referring to Pei Zi Yun, Zhang Ping, or her uncle.
She didn't cry for long before wiping her tears away. She then stood up and bowed, "Thank you young master for saving my life. Please save my brother as well."
"Sure!" Pei Zi Yun's smile did not waver. He reached out a hand to help her up, and the both of them leapt out of the building.
Dragon Tiger Temple
Shen Zhen held onto his saber, panting heavily as he stabbed it into the ground. Dozens of people surrounded him.
Meng Luo Gong stood in front of him, looking down coldly, "Honestly, even though I have learned the secret arts of your Shen family, if I were to fight you alone, I would only have a thirty percent chance of winning."
Shen Zhen laughed bitterly, "So … You used my sister as bait to lure me out. But have you ever thought about this? How will Wan Xiao ever get married again?"
Meng Luo Gong replied coldly, "To achieve great things, one should not be bothered by trifles. What's the point of sacrificing a niece? Shen Zhen, hand over the Eight Treasures Manual, and I might spare your life. "
Shen Zhen asked, "Why are you doing this? Uncle, you are my uncle. All these years, have I done anything wrong to you? At that time, my father passed the Shen family's martial arts to you. Why do you still force me? "
"Haha, Shen Zhen, do you know that your father taught me the secret arts, but refused to teach me the method to enter the Dao? All these years, every time I think about how I cannot enter the Dao, I feel as though my heart is being stabbed by a knife. I wish I could kill your entire family to appease my hatred." Meng Luo Gong slammed his whip on the ground, causing a cloud of dust to rise.
"Have you forgotten how my father took care of you all those years ago? This is the secret of the Shen family. Even if my father didn't teach you the method to enter the Dao, do you think that's a reason for you to kill someone and steal the incantation? "Shen Zhen's face was filled with disbelief.
"So what if he took care of me? Refusing to teach me the incantation was a huge mistake. If Young Master hadn't pointed it out, I would have been tricked by you." Meng Luo Gong said coldly, "Come on, hand over the Eight Treasures Manual."
As black blood flowed, Shen Zhen's face turned pale as he gasped for breath, "Pei! Even if I die, I will not hand over the manual to you."
"Oh, you really won't hand it over? Think about your sister. If you don't hand it over, your sister will not be able to live. Haha! "Meng Luo Gong laughed out.
"You!" Shen Zhen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood as his body slumped to the ground. The wound that he had sealed with his internal energy had split open again.
Seeing Shen Zhen in such a state, Meng Luo Gong's lips curled up in a smile, "That's right. That year, I accidentally killed your father. That year, I knew that there was a higher level incantation to enter the Dao. I've been thinking about it day and night, wanting to get my hands on it. However, your father was a stubborn man, and refused to tell me. I drugged your father unconscious, and sliced him up seventy-one times.
It's just that, why did you suddenly run away that year? "Meng Luo Gong was talking to himself, as though he did not see Shen Zhen spitting out blood," That year you ran away, and I tried so hard to find you. I was filled with regret. However, you and your sister were very close, and I could only place my hopes on my niece. After raising you for so many years, I finally waited for you to return. This time, besides seeing your sister for the last time, you even brought along the Eight Treasures Manual to give to her? Hand over the incantation, and I can still spare your life. "
Meng Luo Gong's face was filled with a smile as he looked coldly at Shen Zhen. Shen Zhen's face flushed red, as blood dripped down from the corners of his mouth.
"Capture him alive. He's already been poisoned, and has run for such a long distance. His powers should be no more than thirty percent. This is the best time to capture him. Go!"
Meng Luo Gong could see that Shen Zhen's anger had reached its peak. The poison, his wounds, his breathing, and his condition was extremely weak. Meng Luo Gong's words had not gone to waste.
"Kill!" Following Meng Luo Gong's words, more than ten men charged forward.
"Kill!" Shen Zhen's blade flashed, and a man's neck was sliced open. However, Shen Zhen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood as he clutched his mouth. He felt a gust of wind behind him, and rolled away to avoid it. He then saw a man attempting to use a chain to wrap around Shen Zhen's neck.
Shen Zhen flipped his blade around, and pulled it out, causing blood to spurt out of his mouth. He then turned around and ran back into the dilapidated temple.
Meng Luo Gong looked at Shen Zhen and laughed out loud, "Shen Zhen, how are you going to escape? You're injured, and I have more than ten men with me. Do you think you can escape? Hand over the manual, and your sister will have a good life in the future. If not … hmph hmph. "
"Even if I hand over the manual, you won't let me and my sister live. You're the type of person who only knows how to cut the weeds and pull out the roots. I only hate myself for not listening to the old housekeeper." Shen Zhen said, his eyes were bloodshot, "You forced me. If you don't die, my sister will never have a day of peace."
"Eight Purities Killer Manual." Shen Zhen closed his eyes as he spoke coldly. His pale face was no longer pale, and was replaced with a rosy glow.
"No!" Meng Luo Gong exclaimed in shock, his face was somber, "Sacrificing one's own life force and potential. I didn't expect you to have mastered it. But so what if you have the Eight Purities Killer Manual? We have more than ten men. When you were at your peak, I was afraid of you. But now, how many of us can you kill? "
"Kill him, there's no need to hold back. Since he's using this technique, it means that he wants to fight us to the death. We can't hold him back, so we have to kill him." Although this was what he said, Meng Luo Gong's face was somber. He had made a decision. Although this man's martial arts were only at thirty percent, using this technique would increase his martial arts by three times. This meant that he was almost at his peak. This level of martial arts was enough to threaten him.
At this point, they heard "Clap clap!" Clap clap! "What a good plan. Good martial arts. Good decisiveness. But young master Shen, why do you have to do this? Things haven't come to this."
"Who's that?" Shen Zhen and Meng Luo Gong were shocked. They looked up, only to see a young man walking out from behind the wall.
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