fifth form

Chapter 1823 Changing the Rules of Suppression
"They're trying to kidnap me!"

In mid-air, Zhang Xuezhou's previous demeanor as a master was gone.

There were only partial obstacles in rushing through the woods toward the carriage, and the distance involved was only a little over thirty feet.

The time for a 100-meter sprint is very short, and it is even shorter for great practitioners.

The two bandits who were blocking the road with broken swords didn't even make a sound before they were stabbed in the body by two consecutive blows from the short sword of the old man from the fierce country.

"Whoosh!"

A hundred steps away, the sound of Du Zhou pulling the string could be heard.

But Zhang Xuezhou didn't react in time, and Du Zhou's reaction was also a beat slow.

An arrow flew out from a distance and missed the target.

Everyone was prepared to guard against the old man from the fierce country from struggling to death or escaping, and was ready to kill him with the advantage of numbers. However, they did not expect that the enemy would suddenly attack back and even run towards the carriage to hijack the officials of Chang'an City.

The sergeant who was approaching with a gun and sweeping the trap cautiously grunted, swept his spear in the opposite direction, and then had to retreat into the jungle to pursue.

"presumptuous!"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted in mid-air.

The old man paused slightly after being scolded by him, but still did not change his hijacking plan.

In order to survive in this encirclement, he could only kidnap officials of the Han Dynasty and then ride away.

Even if he could hold the officials hostage and put several miles between them, or if he killed the officers' mounts and then rode away himself, he could still escape.

The old man snorted coldly. Even the most powerful cultivator who could fly was in mid-air. It was difficult for him to use other means when performing flying techniques. All he had to do was to sprint for a short ten seconds.

Anyone he hijacked in the carriage would make these officers and soldiers afraid to act rashly.

After running madly for dozens of steps, the old man's forehead was bulging and almost black, and his face was full of blue and black capillaries, making him look extremely hideous.

A black light floated on the short knife he held, forming a very sharp contrast with the red light of the warrior's blood and qi.

He jumped over the crossbars and rocks, dodged another arrow shot by Du Zhou, and flew towards the carriage.

"Master Dongfang!"

Zhang An screamed with a pale face, and ran as fast as he could, not caring about the pain of his severed fingers and heart.

The court officials would not have a good ending, and the escort personnel would naturally not have a good ending either.

If an official of the imperial court who was carrying out an important task died, not only would they be unable to proceed to the next post station, they could not even return to Nanyang. These wandering bandits and robbers were their only choice.

This even made Du Zhou, who was planning the robbers, pale.

Before he had fully drawn the bowstring, the three arrows on the string had already shot out towards the carriage.

"Let me go, I..."

The curtain of the carriage was torn, revealing several heads crawling in fear inside the carriage.

A butcher knife was raised, and the old man slapped it down with a slap. The butcher knife flew away and stabbed into the carriage, making a very dull sound.

The old man from the fierce country stretched out his hand and grabbed, only to see a bunch of horrified faces that were beyond words.

He looked around and felt that the people in the car were all ordinary people, and there was no sign of any court officials at all.

This horrified him. He felt that these big men were really good at acting. They used a few civilians as bait. He had never seen an official smelling of pig, let alone letting the guards hold a butcher knife.

He was horrified and angry at the same time, and felt that there was a 90% chance that he would fall flat on his face today.

Feeling the pain from the arrow in his body, he couldn't help but become ferocious. He thought that the more people he could drag into the water before he died, the better, especially those who were involved in setting the trap.

With a swipe of the dagger, he slashed at several people in the carriage.

But in just a short moment, the old man from the Xiong country saw that several people in the carriage were gone. A strong man holding an axe slashed in the air, and the dagger in his hand suddenly became difficult to hold and was knocked away.

"There is a top master hiding in the car!" The weapon was knocked away with one blow, which only proved that the opponent's strength was far beyond his own.

A thought flashed through the mind of the old man from Xiong Country, and he looked at the axe that was getting closer and closer in horror.

"Cut the throat!"

"Slit open the belly!"

"Get dirty!"

"Bone removal!"

The man's crazy shouting was heard, and the old man from the fierce country looked at the axe that was chopping towards his forehead, only to find that the figure of the axe-wielding burly man disappeared in front of him, and was replaced by a huge pain that was everywhere on his body.

He stared with his red eyes wide open, and saw a young man holding a green wooden stick in his hand, another young man shouting, and an old man with a look of fear on his face.

What also frightened the old man from Xiong Country was the butcher knife that he had knocked away before.

At some point, his throat had been cut by the sharp butcher knife, and his belly had been cut open, with most of his heart, spleen, stomach, and large intestine pulled out, and his arms and thighs were stabbed all over.

The time was so short that Zhang An, who rushed towards the carriage, had not yet returned.

It took a very long time, and the old man from Changdao Xiong Nation found it hard to believe that he had been stabbed so many times in such a short time.

This knife could hardly penetrate the protection provided by the energy and blood in his body, but it slashed at the weakest part every time, and it was fast and accurate.

As if she had practiced for countless years, the old woman's persistent knife skills had reached the level of perfection.

There was no stagnation, no slowdown.

Every time the young man shouted, the knife would slash to the next part of his body, causing unimaginable damage to him.

Countless black and red blood gushed out, and the strength in his body quickly dissipated.

The old man from Xiong Country was about to desperately grab these people, but he saw that there was still a dagger in his right hand.

His face was filled with horror, and then he saw the young man holding the green wooden stick raised his head.

"You're bleeding!"

The other party said softly, and the old man from Xiong Nation saw his waving arms quickly fall into decay, and even his body was included, making him so numb that he could hardly use any strength.

He opened his eyes wide, looked at his flesh and blood that had rotted in just a few moments, and then his body collapsed.

It was not until this time that Zhang An rushed to the carriage and slashed it with his sword.

Smelly blood flew everywhere, and the old man's body was kicked down.

"Master Dongfang, are you okay?"

Zhang An screamed in horror.

"I'm very good!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded slowly and took back the innate spiritual object that he used to fight the enemy in an emergency.

Realm deterrence has always been based on high pressure and low power, and the realm difference of suppression must be at least two major realms apart.

Even if Zhang Xuezhou used his mental strengthening to activate the deterrence and suppression that only those in the supernatural power realm had in advance, the limit of what he could target was only cultivators in the consciousness creation realm. He had never encountered a cultivator in the body transformation realm with the same level of cultivation as himself.

But this innate spiritual object changed the rules of suppression.

From the moment the old man from Xiong Country entered the car, the other party was under his suppression, and even if the other party struggled, he could not completely get rid of the influence.

Zhang Xuezhou had no idea what the other party saw when he was intimidated and suppressed, but he was already dead.

Rong Li's butcher knife could only barely cut the skin on the neck and belly of the old man from Xiong Country, but Zhang An's knife was fatal.

It is difficult for a True Spirit Realm warrior to cross the realm and defeat a Physical Transformation Realm warrior, but this does not include target shooting and taking advantage.

The old man from the vicious country was intimidated to the point of losing control of his body. He was not fully conscious even when Rong Li stabbed him with a knife. However, when he fell to the ground, he did not show any resistance and was eventually beheaded by Zhang An with a left-handed knife.