From a slave to the Great Qian Martial Saint

Chen Shi not only had to get rid of this Vice Envoy Yang, but he had to do it well! Only in this way could he win the favor of the elders from the capital, thus quickly getting close to him and obtaining a place on the list in the shortest possible time.

In the deep darkness of the night, Chen Shi stood on a high place, overlooking the entire Yang Mansion.

It is indeed very large. Although it is far from comparable to the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion, it is still a first-class mansion with thirty or forty rooms of various sizes.

It was already late at night, and all the lights in the Yang residence had been turned off, with only a few scattered lights remaining.

"No wonder Zhe Liu kept failing."

Suddenly, Chen Shi could understand Zhe Liu a little. No wonder he went to the wrong place three times in a row when he went to the Marquis's mansion to assassinate Gu Chengze. The place was just too big and there were too many houses.

Not to mention that there are guards patrolling all over the mansion, with so many houses, where is Chen Shi supposed to find Yang Wencheng?

Prior to this, the Fufeng Society had sent assassins several times. Yang Wencheng was frightened and would definitely be more cautious. It's hard to say whether he would even be in the mansion, let alone sleep in his own room.

"Looks like we'll just have to wait."

Looking at the dark Yang residence, Chen Shi's gaze was deep.

Even if he were to find Yang Wencheng and carry out the assassination while he was asleep, it wouldn't be considered a very good job.

Next, Chen Shi, like an owl, crouched high up, quietly waiting for his prey.

They waited for several hours, until dawn.

As the sun rose, the once quiet Yang residence gradually became noisy.

At 3:45 AM, a sedan chair carrying four men was carried out of the mansion. Not only were the sedan chair bearers young and strong, all of whom were top-ranked martial artists, but there was also a team of elite guards.

The person sitting in this sedan chair is most likely Yang Wencheng!

Chen Shi was in no hurry to make a move, but instead followed suit.

Fifteen minutes later, the sedan chair was about to arrive at the Grain Transport Office. There was no doubt that Yang Wencheng was sitting inside.

Whoosh!

Chen Shi, who had been waiting all night, swooped down from the height like a giant eagle.

Instead of rushing straight at the sedan chair, they blocked the road.

"Who goes there!"

"Protect the adults!"

The guards stopped immediately. Before they could even ask or reprimand them, they saw Chen Shi draw a foot-long knife. The group's expressions changed drastically in an instant, and with a gasp, they all drew their weapons.

Chen Shi thought for a moment. To kill someone beautifully, he either needed to do it secretly and cleverly, or to demonstrate his martial arts prowess with overwhelming force.

Chen Shi was too lazy to waste his brains on a mere deputy transport commissioner, so he simply launched a crushing frontal assault on him!

Without further ado, he gripped his dagger and charged forward.

Twenty guards instantly formed a formation to protect the sedan chair, standing like a city wall as Chen Shi charged forward.

boom!

With a muffled thud, blood energy erupted, and the shockwave instantly swept across the surroundings.

Chen Shi stood still, and the opposing formation wavered slightly, but did not collapse.

Looking up, one sees surging blood energy, indicating that this is not an ordinary formation, but a military formation that can communicate and connect blood energy!

"Another reckless assassin."

The sedan curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man poked his head out; it was none other than Yang Wencheng, the Deputy Transport Commissioner.

Yang Wencheng glanced at Chen Shi outside the crowd and a contemptuous sneer appeared on his lips.

His twenty guards were trained at great expense. Although they were only at the eighth rank, once they formed an array, their blood energy became one, making it difficult for ordinary sixth-rank martial artists to confront them head-on.

For some reason, there have been a series of assassination attempts in the past few days, so Yang Wencheng has been extremely cautious lately, always taking this team of guards with him when he goes out. And the previous assassins were killed by this team of guards.

Although Yang Wencheng couldn't see through Chen Shi's cultivation level, he could at least distinguish between blood qi burst and blood qi condensation. He guessed that Chen Shi was only at the eighth rank, at most just entering the seventh rank. Wouldn't that be courting death?

"Kill him quickly! Don't delay the master from getting to the yamen."

Yang Wencheng gave a light hum and ordered the sedan curtain to be lowered.

"yes!"

The guard responded and looked at Chen Shi with a serious expression.

At the same time, the position has changed, and the previous defensive posture has turned into an offensive posture.

Different military formations often have different focuses, such as attack, defense, mobility, and so on.

However, most military formations can change their formation to some extent. If there is only one formation, wouldn't it be easy to deal with and break through it?

This is especially true for military formations where blood and qi are intertwined.

"That's interesting."

Looking at the blood-red army formation before him, Chen Shi smiled slightly.

He's not just a sixth-rank martial artist, but he's no ordinary sixth-rank martial artist either!

His face darkened, and without any fancy moves, he slashed again.

With a burst of energy, the original one-foot-long sword instantly transformed into a six-foot-long sword!

Upon receiving Yang Wencheng's order, the guards raised their weapons and immediately charged forward.

Head-to-head.

boom!

With a deafening roar, blood energy surged once more.

Chen Shi remained standing in place, but the guard opposite him swayed violently and staggered back several steps. Had he not practiced diligently and mastered this blood energy formation, he would likely have lost his blood energy connection.

Compared to his first strike, Chen Shi mobilized more meridian power in this strike.

With the opposing side shifting from a defensive to an offensive posture, their defenses naturally become somewhat inadequate.

"They couldn't break through."

Seeing the army formation still bound together by blood and qi, Chen Shi chuckled softly.

He had thought that he could break through this blood-qi army formation with a single strike, but it seems he underestimated his opponent.

However, there's no such thing as a third time!

Chen Shi let out a soft sigh and gripped the foot-long knife tightly with both hands once more.

"Defense!"

Upon seeing this, the person on the other end suddenly changed their expression.

With a loud shout, the attack was switched to a defensive stance in the next moment.

They had already realized that Chen Shi was no ordinary person!

Not only were they not comparable to the previous assassins, but they were even stronger than the opponents they had encountered.

"Look at the knife!"

Chen Shi remained utterly decisive, gathering his strength briefly before unleashing his third strike.

The opponent raised their weapon and parried with all their might.

boom!

A deafening roar, like a heavy hammer striking the lake, sent a surge of blood gushing forth.

Tatata!

Whoosh!

The twenty guards retreated hastily, and the next moment, they stumbled and fell.

Chen Shi's strike was far too heavy, exceeding their limits of endurance.

As the formation was disrupted, the connection of blood energy was instantly severed.

They were just twenty eighth-rank martial artists. If they weren't in formation, killing them would be as easy as cutting melons and vegetables for Chen Shi.

However, they were merely guards who obeyed orders, and Chen Shi had no intention of making things difficult for them, so he went straight to the sedan chair.

"Don't even think about it, you thief!"

With a soft shout, a guard suddenly leaped up and slashed at Chen Shi with his sword.

Unfortunately, he was decapitated the next moment.

The other guards' expressions changed drastically instantly; they hadn't even seen how Chen Shi made his move.

With their battle formation broken, the remaining guards had no will to resist after seeing this scene. They exchanged glances and immediately scattered and fled.

Ignoring the fleeing guards, Chen Shi walked straight to the sedan chair and reached out to lift the curtain.

Inside the sedan chair, Yang Wencheng huddled in a corner, trembling all over.

Upon seeing the sedan curtain lifted and then seeing Chen Shi standing there, his face turned deathly pale and he was drenched in sweat.

"Spare me! Great hero, spare me!"

Chen Shi remained expressionless as he slowly raised the foot-long knife in his hand.

"No! I am the Crown Prince..."

Swish!

Before Yang Wencheng could finish his sentence, a flash of light appeared, his head flew off, and blood splattered onto the roof of the sedan chair.