The sound of uniform footsteps gradually approached, then stopped, right outside the small house Chen Zong was hiding in.
They seemed to be inspecting.
The inspection was very detailed, not even the slightest clue could escape, Chen Zong knew that his plan had failed.
Since that was the case, then he had to make his move.
The moment the door was opened, a group of experts immediately raised their arms, aiming their crossbows at the door, if Chen Zong rushed out, their crossbows would shoot out.
Under normal circumstances, even if there was an ambush, they would not choose to make their move at this time.
But, Chen Zong did the opposite.
The moment the door opened, a ray of fragmented golden light floated out, extremely fast, and extremely sharp, as if it could pierce through and cut through everything, causing people's hair to stand on end.
The opponent's reaction was also very fast, the crossbow arrows broke through the air, a total of ten crossbow arrows shot out with astonishing sharpness.
The fragmented golden sword light transformed into specks of starlight, every speck of starlight was a sword tip, one after another they struck the crossbow arrows, deflecting them.
The fragmented golden starlight gathered, condensing into the most dazzling and resplendent sword aura, breaking through the air.
These twenty people, were the Wu Hou government's Iron Martial Guards, their bodies were covered in black iron armour, better protecting themselves, their reactions were extremely fast, the long blades at their waists unsheathed, transforming into a cold pitch black blade aura, directly chopping down.
This blade, was simple, sharp and ruthless, it had been tempered thousands of times, returning to its original state.
The Iron Martial Guards were personally trained by Wu Hou, they had all been on the battlefield, hence their blade techniques, were very standard battlefield blade techniques, every blade was simple, but very direct, it was a killing blade technique that had been tempered thousands of times, abandoning all elegance, only seeking to kill the enemy.
Every Iron Martial Guard had been on the battlefield, the battlefield with the enemy, life and death battles, every Iron Martial Guard had taken at least a hundred enemy lives.
Chen Zong had a feeling of horror, the blade techniques were exquisite and simple, the killing intent was astonishing.
But Chen Zong's expression was calm, facing the few blades chopping down, his heart did not have the slightest ripple.
His sword swung out, like a hurricane, directly sweeping away the few blade auras, the sword transformed into a thunderbolt and struck out.
Just as it was about to pierce through one of them, suddenly two blades pierced through the air, simultaneously attacking Chen Zong. In this situation, the normal thing to do, was to withdraw the sword and dodge.
But Chen Zong did not do so.
With a twist of his body, he abruptly spun in the air, cleverly avoiding the killing intent of the two long blades. However, the sword did not stop at all. It turned into a bolt of lightning and pierced through the air. In an instant, it pierced into the opponent's throat.
First kill!
20 Iron Martial Guards, 19.
End the battle!
Chen Zong, Chen Zong, and Chen Zong, Chen Zong, Chen Zong, Chen Zong, Chen Zong, Chen, Chen, Chen, Chen. and Chen Zong, Chen, Chen, Chen, Chen....
After killing one, Chen Zong's feet landed on the ground, his strength exploding, propelling his entire body forward. His sword cut through the air, the sword's light was incomparably sharp, like a gust of wind, slicing through the air, killing the second Iron Martial Guard.
Chen Zong's willpower, which was several times stronger than that of a top-notch Titled Martial Guard, caused an extremely strong impact to his opponent. Even though the Iron Martial Guards had undergone rigorous training and could resist the willpower of a Titled Martial Guard to a certain extent, they could not resist Chen Zong's willpower.
In the end, the Six Great David were indeed very strong. If ten of them worked together, they could fight or even kill a top-notch Titled Martial Guard, not to mention twenty of them. But they were still no match for a Martial Sage.
And now, whether Chen Zong's strength had reached the level of a Martial Sage, Chen Zong himself was not sure.
But he was sure that he was definitely several times stronger than a top-notch Titled Martial Guard. Otherwise, he would not have been able to easily kill top-notch Titled Martial Guards like the Fierce Wind Warrior and the Flaming Sun Blade.
Strength was the source of confidence.
The Iron Martial Guards were indeed very strong. If twenty of them worked together, they would be able to kill any top-notch Titled Martial Guard in a short period of time. But if they could not kill a Martial Sage, they could not kill Chen Zong either.
Extremely strong willpower, exquisite swordsmanship, and the experience and aura of a person who had been through hundreds of battles had all contributed to Chen Zong's strength.
Kill!
With a slash of the sword, the Iron Martial Guard tried his best to block it, but he could not do anything.
The sword light was too fast, like a gust of wind. It also changed in an instant, like a floating cloud, unpredictable and unpredictable.
The sword slashed across the Iron Martial Guard's throat, directly slicing through half of his neck.
In a situation where the power of his willpower was fully unleashed, the opponent's specially made armor could not completely block it. It could only weaken it by a little. The remaining bit was enough to cut through the Iron Martial Guard's body.
He was as fast as a cheetah, as powerful as a ferocious tiger, and as agile as a flying dragon.
If someone were to see this, they would be extremely shocked.
A mere mortal body could be so fast, so ferocious, and so nimble. His various transformations were simply against the common sense of the human body. It was extremely shocking.
Chen Zong avoided the long sabers of the Iron Martial Guards. The Clear Heart Sword was like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss, forceful and sharp.
Ultimate kill!
The third one!
It was fine if he did not use his sword, but once he did, he would definitely die.
The Iron Martial Guards quickly spread out, shooting arrows once again.
But the moment they spread out, Chen Zong also moved quickly, closing in on them.
He swung his sword, knocking away the arrows. With another slash of his sword, he killed another Iron Martial Guard.
The twenty Iron Martial Guards were not ordinary people, nor could they be compared to ordinary Martial Warriors. Each of them was extremely powerful and experienced in battle. It would not be so easy for Chen Zong to kill them all in a short period of time.
Saber light flashed, slashing from all directions, as if wanting to cut Chen Zong into pieces. The terrifying killing intent caused one's scalp to go numb and their hair to stand on end.
But Chen Zong's expression remained calm, not panicking at all. It was as if what was slashing down was not saber light, but an illusion.
As his footsteps crisscrossed, his body twisted like a snake slithering through the grass, causing the saber light to miss.
With another slash of his sword, as if it had pierced through countless saber light, it pierced through the throat of another Iron Martial Guard, killing him.
Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
Shocking killing intent swept out in all directions. Chen Zong did not show any mercy.
If they wanted to kill him, they would have to be killed by him.
At this point, there was no other way to go. He could only fight to the end.
His killing intent grew. His eyes became sharper, piercing through the air and landing on another Iron Martial Guard. He slashed.
Thunder!
Gale!
Shower!
Lightning!
Flowing Cloud!
Every sword strike had a different profundity, different speed, and different strength.
As the Iron Martial Guards continued to die, the pressure on Chen Zong decreased.
Kill!
There were only five Iron Martial Guards left. These five Iron Martial Guards did not fight with Chen Zong. Instead, they quickly left.
They needed to lure the others to surround and kill this person. Otherwise, this person's strength would be too strong.
Chen Zong swung his sword. A silver-gray Sword Qi instantly tore through the air and slashed through the neck of an Iron Martial Guard, splitting it in half.
He leaped, using the wall as support, and slashed through the air, killing another Iron Martial Guard.
Chase!
However, the remaining three Iron Martial Guards quickly split up and ran in different directions.
Their physiques were all outstanding. For a moment, Chen Zong could only chase after one of them and temporarily give up on the other two.
He took a step forward, running like a cheetah with astonishing speed. He quickly caught up with the Iron Martial Guard and killed him.
At this time, the other two Iron Martial Guards had already run far away.
Chen Zong quickly took the crossbow from the Iron Martial Guard and tied it to his belt. There were still nine crossbow bolts on the belt.
With a glance, Chen Zong quickly understood the principle and operation of the crossbow bolts. He immediately placed three crossbow bolts on the belt and fastened them to his left forearm. He quickly chased after one of the Iron Martial Guards.
Chen Zong's speed was very fast. He was even faster than the other party. As he slowly approached, he raised his hand. The crossbow bolt pierced through the air and hit the other party's back. However, it was blocked by the other party's armor.
The second arrow was shot. Without any luck, the crossbow bolt directly pierced through the other party's leg joint. The other party staggered and was about to fall forward. Chen Zong quickly rushed forward and killed the other party with a single strike.
Chen Zong took the other party's crossbow bolt. If used properly, this thing was a killing weapon. It would be of great help to him in dealing with strong enemies.
As for the last Iron Martial Guard, it would be difficult to catch up.
Chen Zong's eyes flashed. He quickly looked around. Soon after, he erased all traces of himself and quickly left.
About half an hour later, a golden figure rapidly approached and finally stopped in front of the corpses of the Iron Martial Guards.
It was an old man wearing golden dragon armor. His figure was tall and mighty. Although he didn't look young, his face was ruddy. His Qi and blood were even more vigorous than a young man's. On his back was a large golden sword.
The old man's eyes were extremely sharp. They swept across the corpses. He immediately squatted down and flipped open one of the corpses. When he saw the wound on the throat, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needles.
With his many years of sword practice and incomparably rich battle experience, the old man could tell at a glance that it was a sword wound.
This sword wound was smooth and sharp. It meant that when the sword was used to kill, there was no obstruction at all.
This meant that the sword's quality was very high. It also meant that the person's swordsmanship was very high. His attack was also extremely ruthless.
"Interesting. It was not in vain for this old man to personally take action," the old man muttered to himself. The light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
He originally thought that the king was making a mountain out of a molehill for him to personally take action. Now, it seemed that wasn't the case.
Although the six great guards were very strong, it was still unknown whether they could kill the other party.
Looking at this place, there were more than ten corpses of the Iron Martial Guards. The sword wound on each corpse was basically the same. It was frightening enough that they came from the same person.
He hadn't fought with anyone for many years. The two in Monarch City had also fought before, but it was difficult to determine the victor. There was no point in continuing the fight.
Now, an interesting person had appeared. Perhaps, he would be a good opponent.
It was lonely to stand at the top. An opponent was hard to find.
The old man took a step forward. His footsteps were vigorous and swift, not at all inferior to those young and strong Titled Martial Artists.
Chen Zong tried his best to restrain his aura. His footsteps were very light, making it difficult for others to detect. The six great guards, or rather, only the five great guards, were looking for Chen Zong. Chen Zong was also looking for them.
This was a bloody battle of life and death. There was no luck.
It was either you or me.
Chen Zong didn't want to die. Therefore, he had to kill his opponent.
Hunter!
Prey!
Who was the hunter and who was the prey? It was all changing.
You are chasing me, and I am also chasing you.
This was a battle of life and death.
Outside the fog, three thousand imperial guards were on standby. They were completely on guard.
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