Xu Ling was fearless, but the group of guards behind him were very cautious, secretly preparing to make a move.
After all, this world was not good, there were all kinds of people. Although Xu Ling's identity was noble, he might not be able to scare everyone.
There would always be those who were not afraid of death, willing to fight to the death.
However, the majority of the lower class did not have the chance to come into contact with real martial arts, nor did they have the conditions to practice martial arts. To practice martial arts to build a foundation, one needed to eat their fill, two needed to have enough time.
To the lower class, they were busy every day to make a living. Even if they were children, they had to work hard to support their families. Where would they find the time to cultivate, and eating their fill was a luxury.
So, the lower class could only stay at the lower class forever. The strong would become stronger and stronger.
The strongest of Xu Ling's group was a rank five guard, the rest were rank three or rank two. But they had the advantage in numbers, and behind them was the Salt Clan.
In Salt Water City, who didn't know Xu Ling? Who dared to make a move against Xu Ling?
Xu Ling's life had always been smooth sailing, even if he met someone who fought to the death, it would only add to his enjoyment. Xu Ling also felt that Gao Zhengyang was only Jiaojiao's male toy, who was he to be reckoned with.
So, Xu Ling did not think much of it. He immediately made a move.
Gao Zhengyang's sword was so fast, even an expert like Du Chuan was stabbed to death by his sword. Xu Ling was a second generation, even though he had all kinds of resources, he was barely rank four.
The Heaven Song Sword turned, and Xu Ling's head flew. Until his death, he did not even know how he died.
The guards could only watch, unable to react in time, and could only watch as Xu Ling's head flew.
When Xu Ling's head rolled a few times on the ground, and blood splattered all over the floor, the group of guards suddenly came to their senses.
The leader of the guards pulled out his sword and shouted: "Kill him, or else we will all die … …"
The room was very small, and the group of people rushed over, taking up all the space.
Gao Zhengyang sat still, his hand formed a seal, and a ray of lightning appeared in his palm.
The blue lightning was like a huge lightning snake, and suddenly struck the leader of the guards. With a boom, the guard was instantly blasted into pieces by the lightning's Yang power.
The blue lightning then dispersed into dozens of fine electric lights, turning into a huge electric net that enveloped everyone.
Amidst the crackling lightning, everyone's body trembled, and the hair on their heads stood up.
After a few breaths, the lightning dissipated, and everyone fell to the ground, both indoors and outdoors. Many people lay on the ground with their limbs still twitching, unable to control themselves.
Some of them were even soaking wet. The powerful lightning energy would paralyze all the muscles and nerves in the body. Naturally, he would lose control of his bladder and incontinence.
Bai Ling was shocked. "Master, you're amazing!"
Bai Ling was crystal clear about Gao Zhengyang's cultivation base. When on the Iron-Dragon Boat, Gao Zhengyang was also besieged by dozens of people and could only kill them one by one.
But now, he was much more powerful. He just had to sit there without moving, and a single Lightning Palm could deal with him.
"These guys are all dead?" Bai Ling asked curiously.
Gao Zhengyang shook his head. "Not all of them died. It all depends on luck."
Gao Zhengyang didn't use his full strength to deal with this group of people's lightning techniques. It was just a small test.
Spells were convenient, so he only used level-five strength. With the lightning technique, dozens of people fell to the ground. A small half of them would be killed by the lightning technique.
The rest would also have a whole body of problems. They wouldn't have a good life.
However, this group of people was domineering, and it was obvious that they had great power. Killing them wouldn't solve the problem, and it would definitely cause more trouble.
Gao Zhengyang didn't want to fight a meaningless battle, but the problem was that the other party definitely wouldn't let it go.
This world was so chaotic, and anyone who could stand on their own had to have enough strength. The so-called benevolence, righteousness, and morality were worthless in a chaotic world.
When a martial organization encountered such a thing, their first reaction would definitely be to fight back with all their strength. Only in this way could they maintain their authority.
Power that was obtained through violence could only be maintained through violence.
Although Gao Zhengyang was level-seven, he wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that he was invincible.
In this world, level-seven was nothing.
However, in such a small city, level-seven should be enough.
Gao Zhengyang said to Bai Ling, "Let's go somewhere else."
The other party outnumbered him, so there was no need for him to fight them head-on.
Gao Zhengyang left the Fu An Inn with Bai Ling and took advantage of the night to go to another inn two streets away.
With the power of the other party, they would definitely find them soon. However, this time difference was enough.
Gao Zhengyang took Bai Ling into the room. He sat on the bed, and with a move of the Yang Spirit, he jumped out of the top of his head.
After all, he was the foundation of the Divine Emperor. His Yang Spirit wandered outside, but his body could maintain its consciousness at the same time. This was also the reason why he could clearly distinguish the level of soul and mind consciousness, so he could control the Yang Spirit and the body at the same time.
If it were any other master, even a level-nine master, they wouldn't be able to take care of the soul and the body at the same time.
Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit was like a mass of bright light. It looked no different from a real person, but it was a little transparent. If one looked carefully, they would find that there was a problem.
The Yang Spirit was tangible but intangible, and its flying speed was far faster than that of an ordinary level-seven martial artist.
Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit easily penetrated the roof and flew into the air.
When the night wind blew, Gao Zhengyang also felt a little cold. This was not a physical feeling, but the night wind's attack on the Yang Spirit.
The soul was weak. If the soul of an ordinary person went out of the body, it would dissipate with the wind. Even if the Yin Spirit was successful, it could not withstand the wind for a long time.
Wind was actually a kind of change of the original energy, so there were wind magic spells. The original energy of the wind was fine, agile and sharp, and it was very harmful to the soul.
Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit was successful, and it was also his first time to go out of the body. This was also an experience he had never experienced before.
Fortunately, he was not directly facing the sun, nor was he directly facing thunder. He could calmly resist the low-level power of the night wind.
It was very simple for the Yang Spirit to operate the original energy. It condensed the original energy through a strong divine sense and released it in the form of magic. In this way, the Yang Spirit had great destructive power.
Of course, the Yang Spirit was a soul after all, and it could easily be restrained by some magic spells and artifacts.
Generally speaking, mages would not choose to go out of the body and take risks.
For Gao Zhengyang, it did not matter. As long as his body was not destroyed, even if the Yang Spirit was scattered, he could still condense a new one.
Moreover, a small place like Salt Water City could not afford to raise a level-seven mage.
In the state of the Yang Spirit, Gao Zhengyang's divine sense was abnormally active and powerful. Through the aura of the original energy in the air, he quickly locked on to the direction.
Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit was in a translucent state, galloping in the night sky against the wind. This flying speed was much faster than that of a flying bird.
In such a small place like Salt Water City, Gao Zhengyang only flew for a short while before arriving at the headquarters of the Salt Gang.
Gao Zhengyang did not need to ask. Just by looking at the luxurious mansion below, he knew that he had come to the right place.
Moreover, there was a strong aura in the middle of the mansion, condensed like a pillar. Through his divine sense, that strong aura was like a lit beacon tower, emitting raging smoke.
Of course, this was just an image. In reality, it was a level-seven expert operating his original energy. When the original energy stimulated the body's strength and projected it to Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit, it presented this image of smoke.
To a mage, this image of a strong aura burning was very threatening. If a mage's Yang Spirit was accidentally punched by the other party, even if it did not shatter, it would be seriously injured.
Mages of the same level were stronger than warriors, but in a head-on battle, it was difficult for a mage to fight a warrior directly.
Gao Zhengyang sensed the other party's aura and found that the other party's body was really like a steel smelting furnace, releasing blazing heat. But the blazing heat was sealed within the body, showing the other party's strong control of the original energy.
Of course, this kind of power was only for level-seven mages.
In Gao Zhengyang's opinion, the other party's strength was not bad, but most of it was not used in the right place. However, this kind of secret technique to control flames was also worth learning from.
Xu Hong, who was sitting in the middle of the hall, also had a faint feeling that he was being watched, but that feeling was fleeting and he could not pinpoint the source.
Level-Seven mages were sensitive and would often have all kinds of senses.
Xu Hong was in a frenzy and did not have the mood to investigate the fleeting feeling.
Xu Ling was naturally a good-for-nothing, but he was the only surviving son of his. The other sons were either killed in battle, assassinated, or died young.
Only Xu Ling grew up smoothly. Although this son had a bad temper, he still knew how to respect his father and knew how to fear stronger people.
Xu Hong did not expect Xu Ling to inherit the family business because Xu Ling could not live as long as him. But he hoped that Xu Ling could have more children to carry on the Xu family line.
Ever since he entered level-seven, Xu Hong lost his ability to reproduce. He did not know the reason, and he could not find a solution. He could only place his hopes of carrying on the family line on Xu Ling.
He did not expect Xu Ling to be killed. Moreover, he was killed in Salt Water City.
Xu Hong was naturally furious when he received the news. It was not only because his son was killed, but also because someone challenged his authority in his territory.
The difference between Xu Hong and Xu Ling was that no matter how furious he was, he would not lose his cool.
Of course, people had to be angry, but if they acted recklessly because of anger, it would not be enough no matter how many lives they had.
When Xu Hong received the news of his son's tragic death, his first thought was who the enemy was and whether it was him.
When he found out that his son's murderer was called Gao Zhengyang, and that he came from the Dragon Crocodile Gang's ship, Xu Hong had more thoughts.
"Could it be that the Dragon Crocodile Gang finally could not hold back and wanted to take over Salt Water City?"
Xu Hong felt that it was unlikely. A large organization like the Dragon Crocodile Gang would either not make a move, or if they did, they would sweep through the Salt Gang's headquarters and kill him, the gang leader.
Killing Xu Ling without causing any harm would only alert the enemy. This was not the Dragon Crocodile Gang's style.
After some contemplation, Xu Hong decided that it was a coincidence. Since that was the case, he did not need to be polite.
After thinking it through, Xu Hong immediately ordered the housekeeper, "Get everyone up. Seal the four doors and the dock. We must find the culprit. "
The housekeeper hesitated, "Should we send a message to Miss Jiaojiao first?"
"Send what message? What if she begs for mercy?"
Xu Hong said with a sullen face, "He must die for killing my son. If the Dragon Crocodile Gang asks after this, I can explain myself. "
The housekeeper hurriedly bowed, "Gang leader is wise."
Xu Hong waved his hand, "Go, I'll wait here for news."
The housekeeper hurriedly brought everyone out. Xu Hong closed his eyes to rest. It was not easy to find a master in the middle of the night. However, Salt Water City was his people, and the other party could not escape even if he had wings.
If it did not work, he still had a trump card!
Xu Hong was calculating when he suddenly sensed something. He opened his eyes and saw a young man in front of him.
This person looked young, but there was a special calm and dignified aura between his brows. It was natural for people to respect him. From the features of the other party, it was the murderer of his son.
Xu Hong looked at the other party's somewhat translucent body, and his gaze became more serious. The other party had actually achieved Yang Spirit and was a level seven mage.
His son actually offended a level seven mage, he was courting death.
However, things had come to this point, and Xu Hong could not allow the other party to leave alive.
Xu Hong made up his mind, and his expression became more calm, "Are you Gao Zhengyang?"
"Yes." Gao Zhengyang found a seat next to Xu Hong and sat down casually.
He seemed to be Xu Hong's old friend, not at all polite and restrained.
Xu Hong frowned, "Why did you kill my son?"
"I had no interest in killing him, but he courted death himself." Gao Zhengyang said, "I can only say that he was unlucky."
Xu Hong nodded coldly, "He was blind and offended a level seven mage, so he naturally deserved to die."
Gao Zhengyang nodded in agreement, "Yes, he deserved to die, so he died."
Xu Hong gently knocked on the table, "Although he deserved to die, he was still my son. I can only use your head as a sacrifice to my son's soul to vent the anger in my heart. "
"You have guts, as expected of the gang leader."
Gao Zhengyang's gaze wandered, and he looked at the willow tree in the middle of the courtyard outside. It was already April, and the branches of the willow tree were green, already covered with small willow leaves.
"You are so confident because of this tree demon?" Gao Zhengyang asked curiously.
Xu Hong's expression tightened, Gao Zhengyang actually saw that this willow tree was a tree demon.
Indeed, this tree demon had lived for thousands of years, and had already gone through a lightning tribulation, so it was considered a level seven monster. However, it could not be too far away from the main body.
Xu Hong and this willow tree demon reached an agreement, he would protect the main body of the willow tree demon, and the willow tree demon would help him guard the house and take care of strong enemies.
This willow tree did not look very tall, but in reality, its roots were hundreds of feet underground, covering a large area. Within the range of the willow tree demon, its strength was very strong.
"Your eyes are very sharp …"
Xu Hong stood up, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and picked up the long sword on the table.
This sword was more than four feet long, three inches wide, and the bronze blade was carved with fine runes. It looked very much like a magic sword.
Xu Hong raised the sword and shouted, "Old Lady Liu, come out!"
The light green flowing light in the air turned, and an old lady dressed in green walked out, leaning on a wooden crutch. The old lady had little hair, no eyebrows, and her skin was abnormally dry, and she had no eyebrows. A pair of glossy green eyes made him look like an evil spirit.
The old lady stood behind Gao Zhengyang, and had no intention of talking to him. She raised the green wooden crutch and suddenly smashed it down.
The crutch turned in the air, turned into a long green whip, and wrapped around Gao Zhengyang's neck.
Xu Hong also raised his sword at the same time. Under his stimulation, the Red Sun Sword had already turned into a blazing red light, completely losing the appearance of a sword.
The temperature in the whole hall suddenly rose a hundred times.
Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit turned into a flowing shadow, avoiding the attacks from Xu Hong and the willow tree demon.
Although the willow tree demon was a big monster, as a willow tree demon, its senses were far less sensitive than a human's. She was still looking for Gao Zhengyang, but Xu Hong had already discovered that Gao Zhengyang was behind her. He shouted, "Hide!"
The willow tree demon had just realized that something was wrong, but Gao Zhengyang's Five Thunder Palm had already pressed on the willow tree demon.
Flames and lightning burst out, and the willow tree demon screamed in fear. In the lightning, it suddenly collapsed into pieces. More than half of its body was carbonized by the lightning, turning into pieces of dark wood.
The body of the willow tree demon in the middle courtyard was also broken into pieces at the waist.
The huge power of the thunder also smashed the furnishings in the room.
Xu Hong held his sword and retreated, unable to hide the shock on his face. The thousand-year tree demon that he relied on was struck to death by thunder? Was this a joke?
But what happened in front of him was obviously not a joke. The aura of the willow tree demon's Yin Spirit had disappeared. Although its body was not completely dead, its spirit had been destroyed.
The opponent's magic was a little unbelievably strong!
Xu Hong clenched the Crimson Sun Sword in his hand and solemnly said to Gao Zhengyang, "Maybe, we can talk again."
"There's nothing to talk about. It's not good for your son to be a wandering ghost. I'll send you two to reunite."
Gao Zhengyang's face was full of smiles, but he bluntly rejected Xu Hong's proposal.
Xu Hong was extremely angry. The opponent really thought that he was in his grasp. He waved the Crimson Sun Sword and said, "Don't be arrogant. The Crimson Sun Sword in my hand specializes in cutting all spirits!"
The Ardent Sun Sword Art that he cultivated was a top-notch secret technique. Together with the Crimson Sun Sword in his hand, it specialized in breaking all kinds of Yin Illusory changes.
The reason why the willow tree demon obediently listened to him was because the willow tree was a wood, which was most afraid of fire. Moreover, evil monsters like her had heavy Yin Qi, which was the most restrained by the Fierce Sun Sword Art.
Although Gao Zhengyang's Yang Spirit was powerful, it was still only a manifestation of the spirit. With one sword strike, Gao Zhengyang's soul would fly away and scatter.
As for thunder magic, he had the Crimson Sun Sword in his hand, so he was not afraid of any thunder magic.
"Since Gao Zhengyang doesn't want to talk, then go to hell."
Thinking of this, Xu Hong urged the Crimson Sun Sword and became one with it, turning into a ball of blazing sword light that swept towards Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang smiled. He didn't dodge and raised his right palm again.
The thumb was earth, the index finger was water, the middle finger was wood, the ring finger was gold, and the little finger was fire.
The Five Thunder God Incantation was a brilliant thunder magic. Although the five thunders were called together, they were actually separated when they were used. After all, a mage's divine sense was limited, so it was impossible for them to control the five thunder magic simultaneously.
Gao Zhengyang was naturally different from ordinary mages. After he reached the seventh step, the Five Thunder God Incantation was a basic operation for him.
However, the power of the Five Thunder God Incantation was not as simple as being superimposed. The five elements of the Five Thunder God Incantation worked together to increase its power.
Xu Hong's One with the Sword was a top-notch sword control technique, known to be able to break all kinds of magic. However, when faced with the incomparably tyrannical Five Thunder God Palm, Xu Hong's One with the Sword was useless.
The five-colored lightning formed a huge lightning palm print, which fiercely slammed onto the sword light that was as scorching as the sun.
The sword light was immediately shattered. Xu Hong couldn't even hold the Crimson Sun Sword in his hand anymore, and he was directly sent flying. He flew back a few meters, directly crashing into the wall.
The three-foot-thick brick wall was forcibly smashed by Xu Hong.
However, Xu Hong's foundation was strong enough. He was lying in a pile of bricks, but his breath still hadn't stopped.
"You can take a palm of mine and not die. Not bad."
Gao Zhengyang said unhurriedly, "I want to see how many palm strikes you can take."
The lightning in Gao Zhengyang's hand shone brilliantly, and he was about to attack again. However, a yellow-clothed Daoist flew over from behind, shouting loudly, "Stop!"
"Boom!" Gao Zhengyang didn't pay attention to that Daoist. With a palm strike, Xu Hong turned into a pile of debris.
The yellow-clothed Daoist flew into a rage. "I told you to stop, why did you still attack me?"
"My hand slipped on purpose, haha …"
Gao Zhengyang laughed. "Isn't this explanation reasonable?"
"You dared to kill a disciple of my Blazing Sun Sect. You're dead!" The yellow-clothed Daoist was so angry that his entire body trembled, and his face was filled with hostility as he cursed loudly.
(End of this chapter)
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