Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

Damn!

As the red light pierced through the roof and shot into the sky, Zhou Yan cursed inwardly.

Wan Ning must have done something to Lu Qing Shuang.

This red light is clearly a marker.

As long as Lu Qingshuang remains here, the people of the Wusheng Sect will definitely surround her.

At that time, Zhu Asan's family and all the people hiding in the shop will die.

Zhou Yan looked down at Lu Qingshuang again.

She was still unconscious and weak, but the bright red light emanating from her body was incredibly dazzling.

Everyone in the room was terrified by what they saw.

Aunt Zhu hugged Zhu Zhu tightly.

The little girl's face was pale, and her big, clear eyes were staring at Zhou Yan, filled with barely suppressed fear.

Zhu Asan was stunned for a long time before he finally spoke with difficulty:

"Ayan, this...is this the official from the Black-Clad Guard?"

He only knew that Zhou Yan had brought back an injured woman, but he never expected that this person was actually Lu Baihu, the commander of the Xuanyi Guard.

He glanced at Zhu Asan, then looked at Zhu Zhu.

Seeing that the little girl's lips were tightly pursed, she was clearly terrified but was holding back her tears.

The last bit of hesitation in his heart vanished completely at that moment.

Without answering Zhu Asan, Zhou Yan picked up the small bottle in his hand, poured out an antidote pill, and threw the bottle at Zhu Asan.

"Third Brother, take good care of Zhu Zhu and her sister-in-law. If they get wet in the rain, make sure they take their medicine immediately. I'll be right back!"

He had already noticed that the young man was just an ordinary person, and Zhu Asan was the only one among them who could be considered a half-martial artist.

He wasn't worried that others would try to steal the antidote.

He wrapped the remaining antidote in paper and tucked it into his waistband.

He picked up Lu Qingshuang and used his shirt to tie her tightly to him.

Zhu Asan finally understood what was going on, took a few steps forward, and grabbed Zhou Yan's arm.

"Ayan!"

  

Zhou Yan turned around and looked at him.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

But Zhu Asan saw the determination in his eyes.

"Ayan, you must live."

Zhu Asan slowly loosened his grip, his voice trembling:

Zhou Yan grinned and said softly:

"Third Brother, don't leave, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he grabbed the table next to him, smashed open the shop door, and rushed into the rain.

Zhu Asan stood behind the door, watching the figure carrying Lu Qingshuang and holding a tableboard rush into the rain of blood, and his eyes suddenly felt hot.

"What is this Flag? When did I appoint Flag?"

After a while, Zhu Asan suddenly asked the young man beside him.

"Huh? I don't know."

The young man also looked completely bewildered.

Aunt Zhu hugged Zhu Zhu tightly, looked towards the door, and said nothing.

Zhu Zhu stared at the bloody rain outside the door, her small hands tightly gripping Zhu Sao's sleeve.

"Mother, Brother Zhou Yan will come back, right?"

Aunt Zhu's throat moved slightly, and she nodded gently.

"Yes."

……

The roof of the county government prison.

It rained heavily.

Both Shen Zhongheng and Gong Changying had some injuries. Although their cultivation levels were similar, Shen Zhongheng's attack methods were clearly superior.

Gong Changying was more skilled in movement techniques, making it impossible for Shen Zhongheng to quickly end the battle.

A blood-red pill appeared.

"Hehehe... Lord Shen, you have lost. Once the Sword Bone Medicine Ingredient is recovered, the pill will be ready."

Gong Changying had blood at the corner of her mouth, but her expression showed no panic.

"Hmph, Commander Lu has a backup plan left by Lord Lu. You bunch of scoundrels think you can arrest anyone? Ridiculous!"

Shen Zhongheng's face was gloomy as he looked at Gong Changying, as if he were about to devour her.

"Heh... How many people can a single strike from a peak Innate Realm expert kill? The people of the Wusheng Sect fear the least—death!"

"Neither born nor dying, the Black Lotus is eternal!"

Gong Changying's face revealed a fanatical expression, which made Shen Zhongheng's eyelids twitch.

These lunatics.

He glanced at Commander Ma out of the corner of his eye, and unlike him, Commander Ma was clearly no match for the man with the pig-faced mask.

He already had quite a few sword wounds on his body.

It's actually the Killing Sword!

Where did this person come from?

Shen Zhongheng gritted his teeth and slammed his palms out, but instead of striking Gong Changying, he struck the prison.

A powerful palm strike, carrying his pure internal energy, slammed into the alchemy furnace.

Gong Changying's expression changed slightly, and he flashed, appearing almost instantly in front of the palm print.

boom!

The blood shadow collided with the palm strike.

The violent shockwave caused the roof tiles to scatter and fly off.

Just as Gong Changying made her move to intercept him, Shen Zhongheng suddenly changed direction and instead of continuing his attack on the alchemy furnace, he rushed directly towards the battlefield where Ma Chengfeng was.

He slammed a palm strike towards the man in the pig-head mask.

The man in the pig-faced mask reacted extremely quickly, slashing his longsword horizontally and using the spine of the blade to block behind him.

boom!

The force of his palm struck the sword, sending him flying back several feet.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Zhongheng grabbed Commander Ma and shouted:

"Walk!"

Commander Ma also reacted, enduring his injuries, and used the momentum to turn over.

The two figures, one in front of the other, sped towards the direction of the towering red light in the city.

Gong Changying landed back on the roof, her gaze lingering on Shen Zhongheng's back for a moment.

Then he looked at the man with the pig-faced mask.

"Chase."

The man in the pig-faced mask didn't speak; he simply drew his sword and leaped down.

……

On the long street.

With Lu Qingshuang on his back, Zhou Yan held up a wooden table to shield himself from the rain with one hand, while waving the other hand continuously at the surging members of the Wusheng Sect.

Fortunately, there weren't many skilled fighters among this group; their cultivation levels were at most around the first level, and they couldn't withstand a single punch from Zhou Yan.

boom!

Zhou Yan delivered a side kick, sending the figure wielding a short spike flying.

The man was sent flying backward, knocking over four or five people in succession before falling into the rain and never being able to get up again.

"The Black Lotus Lives Forever!"

Then someone else rushed out of the alley.

"Retrieve the sword bone medicinal ingredient!"

"Neither born nor dying, the Black Lotus is eternal!"

Sharp, frenzied shouts rose and fell in the rain.

"Damn it, where did all these reckless people come from?"

Zhou Yan was slightly out of breath. With his current strength, he shouldn't have felt tired dealing with these small fry.

However, he had to be careful not to get wet in the rain, and he also had to be alert to the possibility of someone attacking Lu Qingshuang from behind, which kept him in a state of high concentration.

I'm feeling a bit tired.

As for removing the restriction on "Hundred Changes of Aura", it's not that he doesn't want to remove it, but that although he would be stronger after removing the restriction, his flexibility would be worse.

More importantly, becoming a little giant makes it easy for people to mistake him for a member of the Wusheng Sect's nonsense Vajra.

What if Shen Zhongheng and Commander Ma see him and kill him on the spot?

Gritting his teeth, he stomped his foot hard, and as the stone slab shattered, he suddenly shot forward.

Zhou Yan was like a ferocious beast, rampaging through the crowd. Anyone he touched suffered broken bones and was sent flying backward.

But more and more figures appeared ahead.

The shouts of battle grew closer and closer.

Just then, a familiar shout suddenly came from the end of the long street.

"Brother Zhou, Li has arrived!"

Zhou Yan suddenly looked up and saw a group of guards in black robes charging towards him from the end of the long street.

The person in the lead was extremely fast.

With each leap, it moved like a phantom.

It was none other than "Speedy" Li Kun.

Zhou Yan's eyes lit up!

"Brother Li!"

Before long, Li Kun had already reached Zhou Yan's side.

He glanced quickly at the unconscious Lu Qingshuang, then at Zhou Yan, who was covered in blood and holding a broken wooden plank.

As I breathed a sigh of relief, I couldn't help but say:

"Good brother, let's fight our way out!"

"good!"

Zhou Yan nodded.

The two men, one on each side, sandwiched Lu Qingshuang in the middle and kept rushing outwards.

Moments later, a large number of black-clad guards arrived.

Li Kun shouted loudly:

"Protect Lu Baihu!"

The guards in black robes shouted in unison:

"Protect Lu Baihu!"

The black-clad guards immediately formed a circular formation, surrounding Zhou Yan in the middle, and charged outwards while fighting.

Although the Black-Clad Guards were stronger and more experienced in combat than the rabble of the Wusheng Sect,

But the other side had too many people.

Before long, the group was forced into a house.

suddenly!

The sea is surging with towering waves!

A roar rang out, followed by a series of palm strikes landing on the Wusheng Sect members.

Boom boom boom!

The Wusheng Sect members blocking the way were instantly blasted away, clearing a large area of ​​space on the long street.

Two figures descended from the rain.

It was Shen Zhongheng and Commander Ma.

The morale of the Black-Clad Guards was immediately boosted upon seeing the two.

"Commander Shen! Commander Ma!"

"Oh, quite united, huh? Heh... Lord Shen, hand over the sword token now and leave, or I'll spare your life!"

A shrill, unpleasant voice suddenly rang out.

Two more figures landed on the eaves of the building.

……