Chapter 507 City Lord's Pavilion, Li Dongjun unleashes his full power of swords, knives, and fi
Chapter 507 City Lord's Pavilion, Li Dongjun unleashes his full power of swords, knives, and fi
The situation at the City Lord's Pavilion is even more precarious than that at the Listening Rain Pavilion.
Yin Luoxia, along with three members of the City Lord's Pavilion, guarded the entrance to the second-floor staircase, fighting and retreating.
There were more than twenty madmen who attacked. Although most of them were only at the Vajra Mortal Realm, the Soul-Guiding Incense had stimulated their potential. They were all fearless and acted like madmen.
What's more troublesome is that Feng Qiuyu is pregnant and has difficulty moving around.
"Sister Luoxia, don't worry about me!" Feng Qiuyu leaned against the railing, her face pale. "I can protect myself!"
"Shut up!" Yin Luoxia pierced the throat of a madman with her sword and shouted without turning her head, "If Sikong Changfeng comes back and sees that you're missing a single hair, he'll fight me to the death!"
As she spoke, three silver needles flew out from her sleeve, accurately piercing the foreheads of the three charging madmen.
But while the silver needles were limited, the madmen were endless.
A member of the City Lord's Pavilion was slashed in the abdomen by a blade and fell to the ground screaming. As soon as the breach opened, three madmen rushed up the stairs!
"retreat!"
Yin Luoxia made a quick decision and protected Feng Qiuyu as they retreated to the third floor.
The City Lord's Pavilion has five floors. They retreated all the way to the small pavilion on the top floor, where there was nowhere left to go.
Outside the window was a towering sky, and below were five bloodthirsty madmen, blocking the stairwell with their eyes blazing red as they approached step by step.
Feng Qiuyu leaned against the wall, her hand on her lower abdomen, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Sister Luoxia, I'll hold them off for a bit, you jump out the window..."
"What are you jumping for! They can't get up here. Qiuyu, you're pregnant, you absolutely mustn't jump!" Yin Luoxia interrupted her, holding her long sword horizontally in front of her chest.
Before he could finish speaking, a madman pounced on him from the stairwell!
Yin Luoxia was about to fight back—
"call out!"
A flash of light, like a blade, pierced through the air from outside the window!
The blade, like a crescent moon, grazed the madman's neck. His head flew off, blood splattering, and the headless corpse lunged forward two steps before crashing to the ground.
Immediately following, a shadowy green lotus sword appeared, weaving among the remaining four madmen like a swimming dragon.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff!"
Four muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously. The throats of all four madmen were pierced, their eyes wide with disbelief as they fell backward.
A white figure darted into the window like a crane and landed lightly on the attic floor.
Baili Dongjun!
His right hand is spotless, yet the blade drips blood.
The left hand is covered in finery, the sword tip dripping with dew.
He stood in front of Yin Luoxia and Feng Qiuyu, his back to them, and asked calmly, "Are you alright?"
Upon seeing that it was Baili Dongjun, Yin Luoxia immediately felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. She forced a smile and said, "If you had arrived even half a step later, you would have been left only to collect our corpses!"
Feng Qiuyu, her pregnant belly prominent, asked with a resolute gaze: "Dongjun, where is Sikong Changfeng?"
Baili Dongjun glanced back at her, his gaze lingering for a moment on her lower abdomen, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes:
"I told him to stay at Tingyuxuan to protect Hu Bufei..."
After saying that, he turned around and looked down the stairs.
More madmen are flocking up there.
"Sister Luoxia, you and Feng Qiuyu stay here, leave the rest to me!"
He uttered only three words before leaping off the attic.
Amidst mid-air, swords and blades are drawn!
Untainted by dust, they trace arcs; devoid of all artifice, they pierce straight lines. Each blade and sword, each circle and square, weaves a web of death in the air.
The seven madmen at the forefront had their swords broken, their blades snapped, and they were sent flying!
When Baili Dongjun landed, he was already in the main hall on the first floor. He put away his sword—not out of soft-heartedness, but because these people were ultimately just innocent victims being manipulated, and he did not want to take their lives.
Then use your fists and feet!
Baili Dongjun plunged his swords straight into the ground, his figure moving like a ghost as he weaved among the twenty-odd madmen.
With every pause, someone falls; with every strike, someone faints.
A palm strike to the back of the neck, a fist to the center of the chest, a kick to the back of the knee—these are all military grappling techniques, simple, efficient, and non-lethal.
Within three breaths, no one was left standing in the main hall.
Twenty-three madmen lay sprawled on the ground, all unconscious, yet none of them died.
Baili Dongjun stood among them, his white robes still pristine, though fine beads of sweat glistened on his forehead.
Subduing twenty-three martial artists at the Mortal Realm and Earth Realm in one fell swoop was Baili Dongjun's first tough battle since ascending to the Top Ranking.
However, it looks relaxed and carefree.
Upstairs, Yin Luoxia leaned out of the window and, seeing this scene, finally felt completely relieved.
She turned to Feng Qiuyu and exclaimed, "Dongjun seems even stronger than before the New Year. His punches and kicks just now were flawless. Although his palm techniques are unpredictable, they are always effective. This is the power of a natural martial arts lineage..."
Feng Qiuyu looked down at the white figure and nodded gently, her eyes full of trust and reassurance.
Baili Dongjun looked up and met Yin Luoxia's gaze. He nodded slightly, then turned and looked in the direction of Tingyuxuan.
There, before the smoke and dust had cleared, three figures emerged from the shadows—it was Luo He and the Luo brothers.
They had just returned from the west of the city, where many martial arts practitioners had also been poisoned by the Soul-Guiding Incense. Su Changhe had burned down the granary, and they had just put out the fire, looking quite disheveled.
"Great City Lord!"
Seeing the three return safely, Baili Dongjun was relieved: "Thank you for your hard work!" He then turned to look at Yin Luoxia and Feng Qiuyu.
"Sister Luoxia, I'm entrusting the Wind Maiden to you!"
"Luohe, Luofengzhong, Luonianse, the three of you guard the City Lord's Pavilion. I'm going to Tingyuxuan!"
"Rest assured, Lord City Lord!" The three men clasped their hands in a fist salute, their eyes resolute.
Without another word, Baili Dongjun moved swiftly and disappeared into the night after a few leaps.
He had to hurry back to Tingyu Pavilion. Sikong Changfeng was alone there, and he might be facing more than just these madmen.
Since the Dark River has made its move, it certainly doesn't only have this one method.
……
Listen to Yuxuan.
Sikong Changfeng was about to leave and return to the City Lord's Pavilion, but he stopped after taking less than ten steps!
Because in the darkness, a short, thin figure was slowly walking towards him.
The Straw Hat Ghost—Su Zhe!
He was still wearing that tattered straw hat, and the golden rings hanging from his magic wand clinked gently in the moonlight, making a crisp yet eerie sound!
"Sikong Changfeng!" Su Zhe stopped ten feet away, his voice sinister. "The Dragon Shock Transformation is indeed worthy of its name. It's a pity that you used this move with your current cultivation level. How much internal energy do you have left?"
Sikong Changfeng gripped the Dragon Gall Spear tightly; the warm blood on the shaft calmed him slightly.
"Dark River 'Puppet,' Straw Hat Ghost Su Zhe!" he said in a deep voice, "I haven't settled the score with you for robbing my master last time from Medicine King Valley!"
"Oh? You still remember..." Su Zhe smiled, "Then let's settle all the old and new scores today!"
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