Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 353: Kill the Zhao Family! (Two in One)

Normally speaking, if Zhao Liang wanted to leave, it would be impossible for him to catch up with the warrior in the innate perfection realm in the sky, after all, his ability in controlling qi is far inferior to his.

However, with his lightning-fast physique and the huge bonus from the combination of force seal and speed seal, he can actually catch up in an instantaneous burst over a short distance!
In the sky, a purple-gold stream of fire accelerated instantly and caught up with the white light in two breaths.

The long sword swung repeatedly, forcing Zhao Liang back.

Zhao Liang had no choice but to continue fighting against Song Changming.

After another hundred rounds of fierce fighting, Song Changming had dozens of fresh sword marks on his body, and Zhao Liang had another knife wound on his abdomen, with some purple-gold flames burning on it that had not yet gone out.

There was a hint of pain on Zhao Liang's face.

Dozens of injuries were exchanged for one, and it seemed that Zhao Liang had made a good profit, but in fact, Zhao Liang was already in danger.

Up to now, Song Changming had dozens of wounds on his body, if not hundreds, but he never looked at the wounds seriously.

As long as he is not killed instantly, he can heal himself quickly.

Of the dozens of wounds, nearly half of them were almost healed and scabbed!
In contrast, Zhao Liang's self-healing ability is much worse. He is already old and his blood is weak, and he can't withstand the worsening injuries.

With every additional wound and the more blood and essence he lost, his vitality dropped significantly.

Song Changming just kept on trying.

A few more minutes passed.

Song Changming chopped Zhao Liang to the ground with one blow, and then followed him down.

boom!
The big hole that was originally dug out on the ground deepened by several meters!

In the middle of the pit, Zhao Liang held up Song Changming's long sword, and the gleam in his eyes dimmed.

"Your sword is blunt, old man!" Song Changming said provocatively.

From the moment the other party appeared today, it meant that the hatred between them was irreconcilable.

We must come to an end today!
In order to eliminate this hatred, he wanted to wipe out the three generations of the Zhao family.

Given such an opportunity, he would not show mercy and let go of the person who came to kill him!
The power of the sword in Zhao Liang's hand was getting weaker and weaker, and even his invincible innate energy was gradually declining!

This was not Song Changming's illusion.

Zhao Liang is really about to die!
The long sword continued to bombard in a series of attacks, the attack became faster and faster, and more and more crazy!
In the life-and-death battle, Song Changming will not respect the elderly and love the young. In his eyes, there is only a difference between enemies and non-enemies.

"What kind of trick are you using?" Zhao Liang couldn't help but growl at Song Changming while trying hard to control his sword to resist.

He couldn't see through the function of the armor marks on Song Changming's bones, but he could still confirm that Song Changming must have used some strange magic to make himself impossible to be killed.

Song Changming naturally would not reveal his own background.

The more panicked Zhao Liang was, the more difficult it was for him to use his sword skills stably.

With every strike of Song Changming's sword, he began to suppress Zhao Liang, not giving him any room to recover.

After a fierce attack, Zhao Liang's back was hunched and he was gasping for breath.

Suddenly, Zhao Liang stumbled.

The next moment, Song Changming slashed down with a knife.

Zhao Liang raised his sword to block, but his forehead was still injured by the downward blade, and blood spurted out.

Song Changming flipped in the air, his long sword drew an arc, and he slashed out the second time with even greater force.

clang!
Zhao Liang's feet sank into the rocky ground due to the force and he almost fell to his knees.

Song Changming looked down from above and slashed out the third time.

With this strike, the power of the sword reached its peak, and the might of the sword surpassed all the previous ones.

Song Changming suddenly had an epiphany, and his swordsmanship made a great leap forward at this moment!

clang!
Zhao Liang slammed his knees heavily on the ground, cracking his old kneecaps, dislocating his arms, and feeling a tightness in his chest. He couldn't hold back the blood and it spurted out of his mouth.

Looking at the old man from the Zhao family kneeling in front of him, Song Changming had a cold expression and murderous intent.

Chang Shou put the knife to Zhao Liang's neck.

The outcome is decided!

"I won." Song Changming said coldly.

Zhao Liang raised his eyes to Song Changming in front of him and said in a hoarse voice: "Let me go, the Zhao family won't care about this matter."

Song Changming grinned, revealing a disdainful and wanton smile.

Blood was also oozing from his mouth and nose, and he looked no better than Zhao Liang, even more miserable.

But his eyes were like blazing fire, showing no signs of weakening.

"I will not let go of anyone who is my enemy, including the Zhao family behind you!"

After saying that, Song Changming cut off Zhao Liang's head with his long knife without hesitation.

Before his death, Zhao Liang opened his eyes wide, but could no longer utter a word.

The purple-gold fire burned Zhao Liang's head and the headless old corpse in the air.

Song Changming stretched out his hand and grabbed a delicate ring that was shining with silver light in his palm.

Qiankun Ring.

Zhao Liang's Qiankun Ring.

Considering the other party's status in the Zhao family, the assets stored in the ring must be considerable.

However, Song Changming was unable to check it immediately for the time being.

He understood the principles of runes and knew that if he wanted to use the Qiankun Ring, he would need to use his mental power to gradually erase the mark of Zhao Liang on the ring and then imprint his own mark on it.

After putting away the Qiankun Ring, Song Changming took another look at the ownerless ancient sword.

There is no doubt that this is also an extremely precious sword.

Even if Song Changming doesn't use the sword, it won't stop him from accepting it.

Only after confirming that Zhao Liang was burned without leaving any trace did Song Changming leave.

When he returned to the foot of the barren mountain, he found that the sudden crisis had been basically resolved.

Xing Tiexin came back at some point, and together with Yang Zhen, they had severely injured Zhao Zun, making him no longer a threat.

On the other side, the remaining flower cat slave monsters were also cleaned up by Meng Shuxuan who was riding on the golden-winged Roc.

Wherever the golden wind goes, no evil can survive!

"Yang Zhen, you dare to kill me!" The seriously injured Zhao Zun was quickly nailed to the ground by Xing Tiexin's gun. He roared angrily, staring at Yang Zhen with his eyes.

Yang Zhen's face was gloomy.

He was not as decisive as Song Changming. Zhao Liang killed people as soon as he said so, without any delay.

He was still extremely wary of the Zhao family behind Zhao Zun.

If this sword were to strike and kill Zhao Zun, it would be very likely that the feud with the entire Zhao family would become irreconcilable.

He has no power or influence in the city, but after so many years of struggling, he knows how powerful these top families are.

The strength of a family does not lie in individuals, but in the profound foundation accumulated by this family from generation to generation for thousands of years!
Normally, an individual is so insignificant in front of the giant family that he cannot possibly resist.

It is very likely that everything he has worked hard for in the past will disappear, and he may even lose his life.

He did not have Song Changming's trump card of rebirth, and there was no chance to redo every decision he made. When facing the huge threat from the Zhao family, he had to be cautious and tread on thin ice.

"Yang Zhen, you'd better let me go, otherwise..." Zhao Zun coughed up blood and sneered.

"We can't let him go! We must kill him today, otherwise how can we explain to our dead brothers!" Xing Tiexin glared and said angrily.

He stared at the silent Yang Zhen, without any cowardly thoughts. "But if we kill him, the Zhao family will start to settle accounts with us. Not only you and me, but also those brothers who are still alive and have no power, including their wives and children, are likely to be settled by the Zhao family! Then, what should we do?"

Yang Zhen moved his lips slightly and expressed his concerns in a voice transmission.

It’s not that he is afraid of death, it’s just that he has shouldered too much. Killing Zhao Zun is too big a matter!

He may not be able to afford it.
"But if we don't kill him, will he let us go?" Xing Tiexin was stunned, then asked back with gritted teeth.

Yang Zhen was speechless.

Indeed, after today, whether they kill them or not, they have already offended Zhao Zun and Zhao Liang.

Letting Zhao Zun go is like letting a tiger return to the mountains.

"Let me kill him. If you pursue the matter and it doesn't work, I will take the responsibility alone." Song Changming said after he fell down.

He had just heard the conversation between the two, and he could understand Yang Zhen's concerns for the overall situation.

The Zhao family living in the core city is indeed too powerful to be contended with by just one or two people.

"No, this matter was caused by us, so we must share the responsibility." Xing Tiexin immediately rejected Song Changming's idea of ​​taking sole responsibility.

"That's right, Changming, don't underestimate us." Yang Zhen said seriously.

Although he had concerns, he was not willing to sacrifice Song Changming so that he could rest easy.

Song Changming scratched his head and said frankly: "I have already killed the old man from the Zhao family, so I don't mind killing one more."

"what!"

Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin both stood there in shock, saying in unison.

Zhao Zun, who was nailed to the ground and was already seriously injured, froze all over, his face full of shock, and he stared at Song Changming with his neck stiff.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Zun felt like he had heard a huge joke.

He knew his grandfather's strength best. No matter how old he was, he could never be matched by a mere military commander like Song Changming, let alone die at his hands.

"Boy, what's the point of you deceiving me like this!" Zhao Zun said coldly.

"If the old man had not been killed by me, then where would he have gone now?" Song Changming glanced at him and said lightly as he walked closer.

"This" Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin on the side actually already believed it a little.

He knew that Song Changming seldom joked, and would never say anything nonsense in such a life-threatening situation.

However, this matter was indeed unbelievable, and it was difficult for both of them to digest it for a while.

"You're talking bullshit!" Zhao Zun cursed loudly, his mentality becoming increasingly unbalanced.

What Song Changming said was also the doubt in his heart.

It is a fact that Zhao Liang has not appeared yet!
Within the range of perception, there was no trace of his father at all.

A sense of uneasiness grew in his heart, and he began to doubt.

Seeing that the three people were shocked by the news he said, Song Changming did not hesitate and put the knife to Zhao Zun's neck.

This time, Yang Zhen did not stop him.

Since Zhao Liang is dead and the situation is irreversible, Zhao Zun's life or death is not so important.

As for who comes to kill them, it doesn’t matter, they will not cut ties with Song Changming.

"No." Zhao Zun sensed the undisguised murderous intent in Song Changming.

When the time came, he was really panicked this time.

Because he knew that this time the Zhao family behind him could not save him.

"I don't want to kill you, why are you forcing me to do so?" Song Changming slowly put the long knife on his neck.

"It's me, it's my fault, I"

Zhao Zun completely let go of his inner pride and apologized to Song Changming and others who were of low status and whom he had always looked down upon.

However, before he could finish his words, Song Changming's knife had already moved and easily cut off his head.

In the end, Zhao Zun didn't even have time to let out a scream.

"call"

Yang Zhen let out a breath, but his mood was still heavy.

It is safe now, but the real difficulty lies after returning.

Or, do you really want to go back?
At this moment, Yang Zhen even had the idea of ​​giving up everything in the main city and moving far away with his wife, children and relatives.

Perhaps only by staying away from Cuibai Road where the Zhao family is can they be relatively safe.

On the other side, Song Changming also let out a long breath, and all the marks of armor on his body had disappeared.

His boiling blood, stimulated by the secret technique, gradually calmed down.

A long-lost feeling of weakness began to linger around his body, even making him feel a little weak. He sat down on the ground, staggering, to rest.

He hasn't been this tired in a long time.

This battle against Zhao Liang, an old monster from an aristocratic family who has reached the state of innate perfection, is indeed a test and a huge challenge for him.

The whole fighting process was not easy.

Even though Zhao Liang was exhausted and weak in the end, he was tortured to death by Song Changming.

But if Zhao Liang had persisted a few more moments, it might have been Song Changming who would have been worn out to death.

At this moment, his physical strength, mental strength, blood, and internal energy have all been exhausted.

Even his immortal body and super-fast self-healing ability could not heal his injuries out of thin air. It also required extracting a huge amount of energy from his body to achieve this.

Today, he probably has more injuries than he has in the past decade combined.

Without those twenty armor seals protecting his body, Zhao Liang would be able to kill him thousands of times!

"Changming, how are you?" Yang Zhen asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired. Just take a break and catch your breath." Song Changming waved his hand.

"Okay." Yang Zhen nodded and asked Xing Tiexin, who was also seriously injured, to rest aside. He went to gather the generals and officers to count the casualties of the battle.

Especially for the team led by Xing Tiexin, the situation is not optimistic. A large number of generals and officers were killed after this battle!
Xing Tiexin was naturally aware of this and looked gloomy.

"Damn Zhao Zun, damn Zhao family!" Xing Tiexin gritted his teeth.

He hated Zhao Zun and Zhao Liang for killing so many of his brothers.

His men did not die at the hands of the monsters, but instead died at the hands of people in his own camp.

Song Changming took out some dried meat from his storage bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

Right now, the way we eat is the best way to replenish the energy that is lacking in all aspects.

Therefore, he always prepared a lot of dried meat of powerful monsters in case of emergency.

After swallowing a few large pieces of food, he finally regained some strength and was no longer so limp.

"General, what should we do now?" A general asked stutteringly as he looked at Zhao Zun's headless body.

"Even if this matter is investigated, I am the murderer and I will take full responsibility for it." Song Changming said to the generals.

The generals looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

They just knew it was a huge disaster.

(End of this chapter)