Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

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Yanbian, near the border.

On a vast, barren field, a dozen or so people were locked in a fierce battle.

Lin Rufeng stood at the edge of the battle, the knife still on his back.

In front of him, Ken Ishikawa, Aiko Yagyu, and Ringo Utada were locked in a fierce battle with more than a dozen men in black suits.

Swords flashed and energy surged.

Ishikawa Ken forced back two men in black suits with a single sword strike, then shouted at Lin Rufeng, "Aren't you going to run?"

Lin Rufeng did not move.

He is waiting.

More and more people in black suits are joining the fray, while the Ishikawa family seems to consist of only these three.

Utada Ringo cleaved through the attack of one man in a black suit with a single slash, then swung her sword at another man with a backhand strike.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, splattering blood on the black suit's chest, and he fell backward.

The remaining men in black suits, their eyes reddening, launched an even fiercer attack.

Yagyu Aiko fought and retreated.

The leader of the group in the black suit waved his hand, and another dozen or so men rushed forward.

Just then, footsteps sounded in the distance.

More than twenty people surged in from all directions.

Some were wearing work clothes that could be worn anywhere.

Some were dressed casually, making it impossible to tell which side they belonged to.

Those who knew everything were the first to rush into the battle.

The leader, a middle-aged man, glanced around the area and waved his hand, shouting, "Stop!"

No one cares about him.

The people from Nadutong rushed into the battle, trying to separate the two sides.

The man in the black suit became even more aggressive when others joined in.

The pressure on the three members of the Ishikawa family has increased significantly.

The man with connections everywhere tried to stop them, but he couldn't—the man in the black suit wouldn't listen and would beat anyone who tried to stop him.

Just as an employee of NaDuTong reached out to grab a man in a black suit, the man swung his knife at him. The employee quickly dodged, and then another man in a black suit kicked him in the waist, sending him flying three meters away.

The scene was completely chaotic.

The man in the black suit attacked the Ishikawa family; he could attack anywhere, but he also had to keep an eye on Lin Rufeng.

The Ishikawa family, dressed in black suits, could hide anywhere, and they even wanted to align themselves with Lin Rufeng.

Since they couldn't be stopped anywhere, they stopped being polite.

Lin Rufeng stood in the middle, protected by black qi. Anyone who got too close would be struck by his sword.

In the distance, on the hillside.

The three men stood there, watching the melee below.

Lu Ci stood with his hands behind his back, the scar on his face particularly noticeable in the sunlight.

Standing next to her was an old woman, wearing a dark cotton-padded jacket, with gray hair; it was Guan Shihua.

Beside him stood Shin Ishikawa, looking down with a grave expression.

Guan Shihua clicked her tongue: "Lu Ci, why are you still so reckless? Let the younger generation handle this kind of thing, why get involved yourself?"

Lu Ci glanced at her: "You're here too."

Guan Shihua snorted, "If it weren't for you, you mad dog, would I have come to join this fun?"

Shinichi Ishikawa coughed twice: "Seniors, shouldn't we get down to business first?"

Lu Ci said calmly, "I'll say it again: it's all about ability."

Guan Shihua shook her head and complained, "Tell me, this broken knife has been buried here for so many years, why did we have to dig it out and make all this trouble? Hey—"

She looked at Ishikawa Shin: "Aren't there some of your juniors over there? Let them fight over it; whoever wins is yours."

Ishikawa Shin smiled wryly: "If Senior Lu makes a move, I'm afraid..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

If Lü Ci were to actually enter the fray, who could possibly defeat him?

Guan Shihua waved her hand: "I came here to keep an eye on him. He's so old, why is he arguing with a kid?"

Lu Ci said coldly, "The knife must be destroyed."

Just as Guan Shihua was about to say something, she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh dear!"

"What's going on today? Why do these old folks keep coming here? What are they doing here?"

Lu Ci and Ishikawa Shinya also saw it.

On the edge of the battlefield, a few more people had appeared out of nowhere.

The leader was an old man, standing with his hands behind his back; it was Tang Miaoxing.

Tang Miaoxing raised her hand.

Several streaks of silver light flew out from his sleeves, tracing eerie arcs in the air, bypassing the fighting crowd, and accurately hitting the outermost few people in black suits.

The men in black suits stiffened and collapsed to the ground.

Tang Miaoxing walked forward, each step steady.

Anyone who stood in his way, whether in a black suit or a gangster, was taken down by the people behind him.

He walked to the center of the battle and stopped.

He glanced at the people still fighting and said, "Stop fighting."

Everyone heard it clearly.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Lin Rufeng turned and ran, but as soon as he moved, someone appeared in front of him.

Tang Miaoxing was standing right in front of him, less than two meters away.

Lin Rufeng gripped his sword tightly, and black Qi surged forth.

Tang Miaoxing didn't move, but glanced at the knife on his back: "I'll take the knife with me, you can leave now."

……

A hint of schadenfreude appeared on Lü Ci's face: "Shi Hua, you can stop me, but can you stop that old bastard?"

Guan Shihua glared at him, took out her phone, and made a call.

"Xiao Gao, I'll keep an eye on Lü Ci for you. I don't have time to deal with the others."

On the other end of the phone, Gao Lian said respectfully, "Grandma, please have some tea with Senior Lü."

After hanging up the phone, Lü Ci chuckled, "So that's why Zhao Fangxu was able to get you to come. Turns out he got through the Gao family's connections."

Guan Shihua said, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm the most law-abiding citizen. We old guys are also under the company's jurisdiction."

Lu Ci chuckled, looking much more relaxed.

Therefore, he did not want to involve the Lü family.

He didn't use any of his family's resources; he came all by himself.

The clan was worried and arranged for two younger members to stay with him, but he sent them away a few days ago.

Whatever happens then will be considered a personal grudge and will not escalate to the level of family or even the country.

This is why Guan Shihua's obstruction annoyed him somewhat.

It's really unnecessary to fall out with Guan Shihua over a knife.

But he wouldn't feel at ease unless he broke the knife.

it's good now.

Tang Miaoxing has arrived.

Everyone knows about the feud between the Tang Clan and the Biheren.

That knife can never be taken away again.

……

At the edge of the battlefield, at the entrance of a hidden cave.

Shan Die held a telescope and looked at the chaos in the distance.

When Tang Miaoxing came into view, her hand trembled slightly.

Shan Die lowered her binoculars, her face pale: "Yang Ping, the Tang Clan leader has arrived."

Liu Qingping leaned over for a look, then sighed, "Xiaodie, it's hopeless, give up."

Shan Die clenched her fists: "No, the country is already training new demons. As long as we send the sword back, once the demons grow up, Bihe Ren will surely return to his peak."

Liu Qingping pointed to the chaos in the distance: "Open your eyes and look! That's the Tang Clan leader, and people from the All-Knowing Gang—so many people protecting that sword. The Ishikawa family also wants it. How can we take it? What can we use to take it?"

Shan Die opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Liu Qingping softened his tone: "Look at the situation clearly, this is China."

Shan Die slowly relaxed her hands.

She was weighing the options in her mind.

If the demon has grown up, she will definitely take a gamble.

But what about now? The demons that have just been selected and trained domestically have been sent back. Even if the sword is sent back, we can only wait.

How many years will it take for that child to grow up and be able to use this knife?

In recent years, it has been questionable whether these people will be able to return alive.

Shan Die was silent for a few seconds, then turned to the young people behind her and said, "Tell the children to retreat when the opportunity arises."

A young man in his early twenties was about to turn around and deliver a message—

"Retreat? Where to retreat to?"

A voice suddenly appeared, as if whispering in their ears.