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The sword gleamed with white light. A monster fell to the ground, dead.
Chen Zong dug out the monster's horn and put it in his bag. He looked up and could vaguely see the outline of a city in the distance.
"I've finally seen it." Chen Zong revealed a smile.
He had stayed in the mountains for more than a month. He was about to turn into a savage.
Chen Zong's heart was like an arrow. He walked quickly. Although he did not use the Wind Stepping Steps, every step he took contained some of the Wind Stepping Steps' mysteries. His footsteps were like the wind, his body was light, and his speed was faster.
The lower he went, the lower the chances of encountering a monster. Even if he did, it would be a low-grade Level 1 monster. They could not withstand Chen Zong's sword.
Finally, he arrived at the foot of the mountain. After a short rest, Chen Zong walked out of the forest and quickly ran in the direction of the city.
As he stepped onto the main road, Chen Zong was sure that the city in front of him was Martial Wind City. He had walked this road a few times and had a deep impression of it.
There were not many pedestrians on the main road. Most of them were cultivators. Some were alone, exuding a shocking baleful aura. Some were in groups of three to five. Some were like Chen Zong, who had just come down from the mountain, and some were just leaving the city to enter the mountain.
Six figures walked in front of him. When they passed by Chen Zong, one of them suddenly stopped.
"Stop right there!" An angry voice rang out. "I've finally met you. Capture him for me."
Chen Zong looked back. The person who spoke was familiar. It was the person he met in front of the Martial Proof Tower when he participated in the Tang Jun Luo Shenglong Assembly. He was the young master of some gang who was blocked outside by the Tang Family guards.
The two young men beside the young master of the Drizzle Gang immediately flanked Chen Zong from both sides with hideous smiles on their faces. Chen Zong could sense a trace of Vitality fluctuation from their bodies. They were not stronger than him, so they should be at Level Four or Level Five of the Qi and Blood realm. It was the same for the young master. The other three had stronger Vitality fluctuations, so they should be at Level Six of the Qi and Blood realm.
In the distance, there were other martial artists passing by. They only watched and had no intention of interfering.
"Stop." With a flash of sword light, Chen Zong's eyes turned cold.
"You still dare to resist? Capture him. I'll break his arms and legs and throw him into the mountains to feed the demonic beasts," the young master of the Drizzle Gang said with a ferocious smile.
Two Qi and Blood Realm Level Five sect members burst forth with speed, attacking from the left and right. Their hands formed into claws that tore through the air, viciously grabbing at Chen Zong's shoulders.
Chen Zong's body swayed slightly, causing the two claws to miss. His long sword trembled slightly and instantly slapped the faces of the two faction members. They were directly sent flying, their cheeks immediately swollen.
"This is a warning. If you come again, I'll kill you without mercy." Chen Zong's voice was resolute. There was no big conflict or hatred between them, and he did not want to kill them. However, if they did not heed his warning and insisted on attacking, then there was no need to hold back.
"Trash, the two of you go too." The young master of the Drizzle Gang had an ugly expression on his face. He cursed angrily and said to the two Qi and Blood Realm Level Six sect members beside him.
The two of them immediately dashed forward. One of them unsheathed his saber and slashed at Chen Zong from a strange angle. The other person's legs were like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves, making whooshing sounds.
The two Qi and Blood Realm Level Five sect members, whose faces were swollen from being slapped, attacked again. Their claws were even more vicious.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong's brows relaxed, but a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Since you want to die, I'll grant you your wish." With a low growl, his sword light flashed. It was like the screech of an eagle, but also like the rolling thunder. The sword light split into four and went for the four of them.
The two Qi and Blood realm sixth stage martial artists dodged and counterattacked, but the two Qi and Blood realm fifth stage martial artists were unable to react in time. Their throats were pierced, and they died in a single strike.
"Kill him!" The young master of the Drizzle Gang had a drastic change in expression as he screamed. The middle-aged man beside him was furious.
The long saber slashed down, the saber light was dazzling, the sound of the saber was sharp, it made people's scalp tingle. His legs were like the howling wind, rolling up dust and sand. It was obvious that they were both low-class Mortal Realm martial arts.
Chen Zong's eyes were sharp. He saw through the flaws in their bladesmanship and leg techniques at a glance. Both of them had only reached the Initial Level of the first stage of martial arts.
His footsteps shifted, and his body moved like the wind. He avoided the kick and faced the saber directly.
He drew his sword!
Swift Sword Style!
The sword light condensed into a single line. It was incomparably dazzling, and one could not look directly at it. The speed of the sword was also extremely fast. It pierced through the air, and four consecutive sword strikes were launched.
The tip of the sword continuously tapped on the flaws of the saber technique, shattering the saber light.
The fifth sword arrived. Following a slight gap, it pierced through the throat at a speed that the other party could not react to, leaving behind a dark red spot.
"What!" The big man beside the young master of the Drizzle Gang widened his eyes in disbelief. He could feel the fluctuation of Qi and blood from the other party. He was at the fifth stage of the Qi and blood realm. How could he kill a martial artist at the sixth stage of the Qi and blood realm so easily?
Could it be that he was a genius from some force?
The continuous breakthroughs in the realm of the sword technique, the numerous close calls between life and death, the progress of his cultivation technique, and so on, all of these had led to the improvement of Chen Zong's strength. From the beginning, he could barely fight against a martial artist at the sixth stage of the Qi and blood realm, to the point where he could easily kill a martial artist at the sixth stage of the Qi and blood realm.
Explosive Sword Style!
The sword was like a giant cannon bombardment. It was unstoppable. The wind brought about by the kick was torn apart. The attack went straight ahead, destroying everything in its path.
The power of this sword was even more powerful than the Scattered Shadow Strike.
Even a martial artist at the sixth stage of the Qi and blood realm would not be able to resist it, let alone when the opponent's flaws were found.
The sword pierced through the heart and through the back.
In just a few breaths, two martial artists at the fifth stage of the Qi and blood realm and two martial artists at the sixth stage of the Qi and blood realm were all killed by Chen Zong.
The young master of the Drizzle Gang was horrified. He pointed at Chen Zong and said to the last person beside him, "Ah San, kill him."
"Young Master, this person might be a genius from some clan," the middle-aged man said with a serious face.
The Drizzle Gang was just a small gang in Martial Wind City. The highest cultivation base was the gang leader, who was at the ninth stage of the Qi and blood realm. If he was placed in the five major clans, he would at most be at the level of a deacon. Compared to the giants of the three wealthy clans and five major clans, he was not much different from an ant.
If the other party was really a genius disciple from some major clan, killing him would bring disaster to the Drizzle Gang.
"Ah San, you're a guard sent by my father to protect me. How dare you disobey my orders!" The young master of the Drizzle Gang said sternly.
"Yes, Young Master." Ah San's expression kept changing. In the end, he responded and strode toward Chen Zong. He channeled his Vitality Force and circulated it in his body. A powerful aura spread out.
"Seventh stage of the Qi and blood realm!" Chen Zong's face was serious.
"You can only blame yourself for offending the Young Master." Ah San walked toward Chen Zong step by step and pulled out the black iron rod from his waist. His aura was getting stronger and stronger, giving Chen Zong more pressure. Then, he suddenly exploded and took a step forward. The black iron rod smashed out fiercely like a falling meteor. The momentum was shocking.
The wind howled and the pressure came. Chen Zong could only feel that he could not breathe.
'Seventh stage of the Qi and blood realm. I'll use you to test the power of the Heaven Light and Cloud Shadow Sword,' Chen Zong thought to himself. His Vitality Force and physique exploded instantly.
There was also a so-called Young Master. Therefore, Chen Zong dared not and could not use all of his strength.
Eighty percent!
The light was so strong that it seemed to fall from the sky and covered four meters in front of him. Shadows filled the air. The light and shadow intertwined, causing the Seventh stage Qi and blood realm martial artist's eyes to turn white. It was as if he had been pierced by needles.
He could not see anything and lost his target. The rod was still smashing down fiercely, but it missed.
Before he could react, a sharp pain spread from his chest to his entire body. He felt as if his body had been cut in half.
The light and shadow disappeared. The Young Master of the Drizzle Gang saw a corpse lying in a pool of blood. It was his guard, Ah San. There was a slanted sword mark on his chest, almost cutting his body in half.
"You … You … You killed Ah San …" The Young Master of the Drizzle Gang was scared out of his wits. This guard was the one he relied on the most. He could not believe that he had been killed with a single strike. Seeing Chen Zong walking toward him step by step with a murderous aura, his face turned pale.
"I still want to kill you," Chen Zong said. He endured the discomfort of using up eighty percent of his strength and quickened his pace.
Since he had already killed five, he did not mind killing one more. Moreover, he was the main culprit.
"Don't come over …" The Young Master of the Drizzle Gang was scared out of his wits. He was only at Fourth stage Qi and blood realm. Even Ah San, who was at Seventh stage Qi and blood realm, was killed. How could he be a match for Chen Zong? "I'm the Young Master of the Drizzle Gang. If you kill me, my father will not let you go."
"I'm Chen Zong. You should have heard of this name before." Chen Zong curled his lips and smiled. As expected, the Young Master's expression changed drastically when he heard his name.
"Chen Zong … Chen Zong from the Chen family … True Sword Chen Zong from the Four Wind Martial Artists …" The Young Master of the Drizzle Gang was trembling.
"You shouldn't have provoked me." Chen Zong said. He took a step forward and closed in on the Young Master of the Drizzle Gang who was retreating. His precious iron sword flashed like a bolt of lightning across the sky.
Sheathing his sword, the Young Master of the Drizzle Gang's eyes were filled with fear. There was a dark red spot on his throat, and blood flowed out.
Killed in one strike!
After killing the enemy, it was time to collect the spoils of war. From these six people, Chen Zong found a total of one thousand in cash notes, three purple jade coins, five red jade coins, and fifty white jade coins. There were also more than twenty energy pills, seven beast blood pills, and some dry rations. Most of them were from the Young Master of the Drizzle Gang.
The dry rations were useless to Chen Zong, so he threw them away and kept the rest.
Taking out two energy pills and one beast blood pill, Chen Zong quickly recovered his physical strength and Vitality. He quickly walked in the direction of the Wind Martial City.
Only a few people saw this battle. It didn't take long from the beginning to the end, but the result was very shocking.
"It's actually the True Sword Chen Zong!"
"I didn't expect it to be him. His strength is too terrifying. He could actually kill a Qi and Blood Realm Level Seven martial artist with one strike. It's unbelievable."
"I remember that Chen Zong broke through to Qi and Blood Realm Level Four less than a year ago. Could it be that his cultivation has already reached Qi and Blood Realm Level Seven?"
"Definitely not. The strength of his aura when he unleashed his Vitality is at most Level Six."
"The one who was killed is the only son of the Drizzle Gang's Master. This is going to be interesting."
"I don't think so. Chen Zong is a disciple of the Chen Family, and he's also one of the Four Young Ying of the Wind Martial City. Comparing the Drizzle Gang to the Chen Family is like comparing a kitten to a fierce tiger. How would they dare to provoke him? These six people died in vain."
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