Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 78: Top on the Dragon and Tiger List, but couldn't block three swords
The blade light seemed to tear the void apart, tearing his body apart along with it.

Someone actually sneaked up in front of him and stabbed him!

Bad luck!

He has never had this feeling since he entered the late stage of the Xiantian realm five years ago!
"when--"

The short sword in his hand blocked the knife light, and the green-robed warrior stepped back, his eyes full of fear.

The force of the sword was over 30,000 jin, and he almost broke his bones when he took it so suddenly.

Anyone who can cut off a force of 30,000 jin with one sword must be in the late stage of the Xiantian realm!

It was not until he was five meters away and had his back against a pine tree that he could hug that he raised his head and looked forward.

Black armor.

Long knife.

Tiger stripe overlay.

"Black Tiger..."

If it wasn’t Zhang Yuan who just headed towards Jiulin County, then who could it be?

Zhang Yuan actually has such combat power!

The green-robed warrior widened his eyes in disbelief.

Holding a knife in his hand, Zhang Yuan's eyes fell on the green-robed warrior.

"In the late Xiantian realm, the true energy was not released, and it took less than ten years to enter the late stage."

"In the past ten years, there have been a total of twenty-one cultivators in Beiyan who have entered the late Xiantian realm. Three of them are in the northwest region."

"You are Bai Hexing from the Yuelang Sect, right?"

"My body resembles the shadow of a crane, my sword turns into flowing clouds, I traverse thousands of miles, and I am ranked 93rd on the Dragon and Tiger List of Yongtianzhou."

Zhang Yuan spoke and walked slowly forward.

Behind him, a faint golden shadow of a war elephant floated.

The power of an elephant, the peak of the innate realm, half a step to the Grandmaster!
Not all masters can gather the power of an elephant.

But if one can truly gather the power of an elephant and possess a strength of 50,000 kilograms, then he will have the combat power of a master.

The war elephant behind Zhang Yuan has not yet solidified, but it has already taken shape.

This shows that the strength he has demonstrated is already one step away from the Grandmaster level!
"who are you!"

Bai Hexing could not hide the fear in his eyes, he held the short sword across his body and growled softly.

Black Tiger has only been famous for three years, and is only in the top 100 on the elite list. How could he have the cultivation level of the late Xiantian realm?

Zhang Yuan chuckled, took a step forward, and whispered, "Dragon and Tiger List, don't let me down."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had already spanned five meters and appeared in front of Bai Hexing.

What a speed!

Bai Hexing, who was famous for his light swordsmanship, suddenly changed his expression and retreated like smoke.

But no matter how much he retreated, he was not as fast as Zhang Yuan who took a step forward!
"Bam—"

With one step forward, Zhang Yuan had already caught up with Bai Hexing again.

At this time, Bai Hexing also saw that Zhang Yuan was clearly relying purely on the power of his physical body and blood to increase his speed by taking advantage of the recoil force.

What kind of physical strength does this require?
Zhang Yuan held the long sword in his hand, with his left foot in front and his right foot behind, and used the strength of his waist to chop down with one blow.

Mountains and rivers shook, and peaks broke.

A fair blow to the head.

No frills, no room for maneuver.

Unable to retreat, Bai Hexing gritted his teeth, and the true energy behind him gathered and dispersed like a white crane. The short sword in his hand stabbed towards Zhang Yuan's long sword.

"when--"

The continuous sound of swords clashing merged into a line.

Use softness to overcome hardness, and use continuous strength to dissolve a blow as heavy as a mountain.

This is Bai Hexing's forte, and it is also the basis for his success and fame.

But this time, Bai Hexing stabbed with the sword a hundred times, but could not withstand the blade of Zhang Yuan's sword!
The blade fell like a mountain, without moving at all, and chopped down towards his head!
Can't stop!
Bai Hexing gritted his teeth and took another step back.

His palms trembled slightly and his arms shook uncontrollably.

The power of Zhang Yuan's long sword was so great that he couldn't resist it!

It's pure power.

It was not until this moment that he realized that Zhang Yuan had only mobilized a trace of true energy!
Zhang Yuan forced Bai Hexing to retreat with a sword, the blade fell, and he turned around and slashed in an instant.

Mountains and rivers moved, overturning the mountains. This move was based on the force of the previous slash, combining the power of the two swords.

The blade fell, and the innate true energy turned into a green stream of light on the blade and outside the body.

This is the result of the concentration of power, which is extremely fast and causes the air to stir.

With such speed and power, the golden war elephant's shadow behind Zhang Yuan seemed to be truly solid.

I can't take this blow!
Bai Hexing's face turned pale and he stepped back again.

When strong men clash, victory or defeat depends on a hair's breadth.

But if one side doesn't even dare to attack, the outcome will be decided long ago.

Beyond victory or defeat, there is life and death.

What Bai Hexing has to do now is to save his life!

He took a step back and stepped onto the two-meter-high treetops, trying his best to distance himself from Zhang Yuan.

But when he took another step back, the moment Zhang Yuan's turning and slashing attack missed, the long sword in his hand had already turned over and slashed towards his body.

"Thorn-"

The power of the three swords is superimposed, and the true energy is released, turning into a ten-foot green light!
Knife Qi!
A ten-foot-long sword energy spun outward!

The swordsmanship is perfect!

Bai Hexing, who was standing on the treetop with a figure as tall as a cloud, was cut in half along with the branch under his feet by the sword light!

The sharp knife light flashed by, and Bai Hexing's body paused for a moment before he fell down with the tree branch, blood and organs splattered all over the ground.

A huge column of air suddenly rose up, reaching a height of ten feet.

Zhang Yuan stood there with a knife in his hand, his blood surging.

Three knives.

No one in the top 100 on the Dragon and Tiger List could block his three sword strikes.

The other party was a martial artist from Jianghu, known for his light and agile swordsmanship, and was restrained by himself.

But more often than not, force can defeat all obstacles.

Absolute strength and absolute swordsmanship left the opponent unable to even fight back.

It is conceivable how strong the suppression will be when the Grandmaster realm fights against the Innate realm.

Looking around, Zhang Yuan raised his hand and slashed off a few sword lights, then dragged Bai Hexing's body away quietly.

A moment later, Gu Pingyao flew down with a head in his hand. He glanced around with a serious look on his face, then turned and left.

After a while, many figures arrived, investigated, and then quietly dispersed.

Half a day later, Zhang Yuan changed his clothes and returned to Luyang Prefecture from Xicheng.

The Wuwei Yamen solved the Beiyan spy case based on clues provided by Heibingtai.

When the body of the beheaded spy was carried to the mass grave outside the city on ox carts, it was piled up on seven or eight carts, and the people who followed behind to watch the fun pulled the body for three to five miles.

Many people were discussing how the Wuwei Yamen blocked the door of the timber warehouse in the north of the city last night, and the shield-armored soldiers rushed in and killed all the spies who were flying around.

"Why didn't anyone inform me about a mission like last night?"

"Were all the spies killed? No one survived?"

"How many people did you kill last night?"

In the lobby of the Wuwei Yamen, Zhang Yuan sat behind a long desk with a scroll in front of him recording his military exploits. Zhao Yu, who was standing beside him, had a look of indignation on his face and he caught up with Zhang Yuan and questioned him.

It was such a big case that almost all the members of the Wuwei Yamen were mobilized, but she, the chief clerk, did not even go to see it.

What a pity.

"Zhao Zhubu, you are a civil servant. There is no need for you to participate in such a scene."

Zhang Yuan stopped writing and looked up at Zhao Yu: "I'll make a note here. Zhao Zhubu made a great contribution by planning the whole thing. I hope I don't overlook your contribution."

Credit?

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment and waved his hands quickly.

What a joke! If she, the fake chief clerk, were to take credit for her contribution, wouldn’t her identity be exposed?

She hasn't had enough fun yet.

"No, I didn't contribute anything, so I can't take the credit."

"This is all earned by our brothers in the government office at the cost of their lives."

She coughed lightly, rolled her eyes, and whispered, "Brother Zhang, while the Wuwei Yamen is gaining momentum, quickly spread the news of the expansion."

……

(Three sword strikes shattered the Great Sage's dream.)
(End of this chapter)