"Attack together!" Zhou Chu's expression changed as he immediately shouted.
The three Deputy Centurions at Body Tempering Ninth Layer, Zhou Chu at True Qi First Layer, and Wang Dangtou all attacked at once.
Waves of qi surged forth.
"Hear the Dragon's Roar!"
Mo Longyan threw back his head and laughed. The longsword in his hand rolled like layered waves of the Yangtze, his bearing peerless.
His sword rang like a dragon's roar, its piercing sound echoing as sword light scattered in every direction.
"What a formidable man. As expected of a Mang Mountain true disciple!"
Zhou Chu's Flying Fish Robe was torn apart, blood spraying everywhere. Everyone below the True Qi Realm died on the spot.
Only he and Wang Dangtou struggled to hold on.
The enemy's swift swordsmanship was seamless, sword light scattering everywhere. It was truly difficult to withstand.
"Attack together! Grind him to death for this lord!" Wang Dangtou screamed hoarsely, one arm already severed.
"Junior Sister, Lord Chen, leave quickly. Do not linger. If the Imperial Guard and Eastern Depot reinforcements arrive, the consequences will be impossible to predict."
Mo Longyan looked at Chen Yuanfeng and Chen Yu'er as he spoke.
The Imperial Guard Enforcement Agency was very close to the Minister of Personnel's residence. Someone was very likely already on the way.
"There's a route through the rear courtyard!" Chen Yuanfeng said.
More than a hundred Imperial Guard officers and Eastern Depot eunuchs wielding Steel Sabers closed in with cold gazes, and the three of them immediately changed expression.
There were simply too many of them. Ants could kill an elephant.
Mo Longyan and Chen Yu'er held their longswords as they advanced while fighting, retreating toward the rear courtyard.
Suddenly, they encountered Su Changqing around a corner.
"You Imperial Guard dog, how dare you loot my Chen Family? Die!"
Seeing Su Changqing's bulging chest, Chen Yu'er clenched her silver teeth, killing intent flowing through her bright eyes and pearly teeth.
Her graceful figure flashed forward as she raised her sword and thrust it at Su Changqing, its cold gleam sharp as lightning.
Su Changqing calmly watched the sword strike without making any move.
Only when the sword reached his eyes did Su Changqing move, curling his hand into a claw as though plucking a flower.
The longsword let out a sharp clang as his three fingers shattered it. The finely forged steel sword broke like a shattered mirror and scattered across the ground.
Chen Yu'er froze in place, staring blankly at the sword hilt left in her hand.
"You... you, who are you?"
"Imperial Guard Deputy Centurion, Su Changqing."
Su Changqing suddenly struck with a single claw, ruthless against a beauty, aiming straight for Chen Yu'er's throat.
Her longsword had been shattered, and Chen Yu'er stood frozen in place, terror filling her eyes.
"Junior Sister, watch out!"
Beside her, Mo Longyan cut down three charging eunuchs with a swift sword strike. Seeing this, his expression immediately changed.
He rushed over at top speed, lifting the Dragon Sword in his hand. Dazzling sword light forced Su Changqing's sinister claw back.
"Boy, you're courting death!" Mo Longyan said coldly.
"You were the ones who provoked me." Su Changqing looked at him calmly.
"Behold the Dragon Soars!"
The Mang Mountain Sword Art was said to have originated from a dragon's roar heard by the Great Ancestor of Han when he slew the White Dragon and rose in rebellion.
It was divided into two sword moves: Dragon's Roar and Dragon Soars!
A piercing dragon's roar rang out as the Dragon Sword radiated brilliant light!
The blade resembled a ferocious azure dragon as it shot straight toward Su Changqing's face.
Su Changqing watched quietly as the Frost Snow Saber at his waist suddenly left its sheath.
Saber and sword collided, and surging qi swept outward.
"How is that possible? He can take my Mang Mountain Dragon Soars Sword?"
Chen Yu'er's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
"Take this sword? Effortlessly." Su Changqing shook his head lightly.
He had not even used the Tyrant Saber. Otherwise, Mo Longyan would have died from a single strike.
"Junior Sister, leave first." Mo Longyan took a deep breath and said in a low voice.
"We'll deal with this dog together!" Chen Yu'er said through clenched silver teeth.
"Go! Otherwise, neither of us will escape!"
Mo Longyan roared.
Then he charged forward alone, true qi surging wildly. With his longsword in hand, he was like a bowstring tearing through the air as he clashed with Su Changqing.
In the distance, Zhou Chu, Wang Dangtou, and a large group of Imperial Guard officers and Eastern Depot eunuchs rushed over.
"That's Centurion Su? He can actually fight Mo Longyan evenly?"
The many Imperial Guard officers who arrived were nearly petrified.
Zhou Chu also stood frozen in place, his heart trembling.
He too was in the True Qi Realm and knew that Mo Longyan was a Mang Mountain true disciple. His swift sword was terrifying enough to cut through nearly anything.
The two fought at the corner of the alley. Rockeries shattered, trees snapped, falling like leaves before an autumn wind.
The clanging of metal rang without end.
"You're quite capable. Too bad you met me."
More and more people were arriving, and Su Changqing no longer wished to waste time. He swung his saber.
Tyrant Saber! Death God Slash!
One saber strike spanned the sky and shot straight into the heavens!
Mo Longyan raised the Dragon Sword in his hand, already covered in chips and cracks, to block it. With a crack, it broke apart, and he dropped to his knees.
He stared blankly at Chen Yu'er in the distance, surrounded by numerous eunuchs. His eyes were desolate and unwilling.
With a thud, he fell to his knees. Blood splattered everywhere, and he no longer made a sound.
"I will definitely kill you! You damned dog!"
Chen Yu'er's delicate body trembled as she knelt on the ground and sobbed. Suddenly, she fixed Su Changqing with a hateful stare.
"Weren't you the one who tried to kill me first?" Su Changqing looked at her.
"Junior Sister, run!"
A burly, bearded man suddenly appeared over the wall, his face veiled. The iron chain in his hand swept out like a long river, wrapping around Chen Yu'er and carrying her away.
"You dog, just wait!" Chen Yu'er glared at him fiercely from the air.
Name: Chen Yu'er Realm: True Qi Realm First Layer Fate: Blood Sea Deep Grudge (Blue), Sword Bone Pure Heart (Blue), Fated to be Ill-Fated (Gray) Life Script: ("Mang Mountain Soaring Dragon"'s First Female Supporting Character) Recent Opportunity: Her beloved senior brother died at the hands of Su Changqing, the villain of the Suppression Bureau. She vowed to kill this scoundrel, entered the Mang Mountain Dragon Cavern, and unexpectedly obtained the Soaring Dragon Sword within the Mang Mountain Sword Tomb. She achieved great success, took command of the Mang Mountain Sword Sect, later married the peerless genius Feng Taixu, and became renowned for generations...
Su Changqing watched in silence for a moment.
It seemed he had offended a female lead...
"Centurion Su." Zhou Chu was deeply shaken. He looked at Su Changqing and slightly cupped his hands.
The youth wore black robes dark as ink, the Frost Snow Saber hanging at his waist. His bearing was handsome and refined, and even after a fierce battle, his breathing remained steady.
Chen Mo, Iron Claw Flying Eagle, and Ye Ronghuo were all far weaker than this youth.
"The Mang Mountain Sword Sect is no weak force. They have ten true disciples. Centurion Su, please remain cautious."
"Also, be careful of the Ye brothers. Ye Tian always seeks revenge. Once, a Centurion humiliated Ye Ronghuo when he had yet to enter the True Qi Realm. Ye Ronghuo crossed a thousand miles without hesitation just to kill him."
"Thank you."
Hearing this, Su Changqing's gaze sharpened. He smiled lightly, nodded, then turned and left.
"That boy is a talent. Our Eastern Depot likes that kind of ruthless spirit." Wang Dangtou clicked his tongue.
Su Changqing's strike still remained unforgettable to him. One saber blow had killed Mo Longyan, who was at True Qi Fourth Layer.
By the time the sun set and the evening glow spread across the sky, everything at the Minister of Personnel's residence had settled.
Chen Yuanfeng went white-haired in a single day, his temples pale as he knelt on the ground with a desolate figure.
In the end, he failed to escape. He was captured by Eastern Depot agents and thrown into the Eastern Depot's eighteen-level Heavenly Prison. His entire family would be executed after autumn.
At night, a tall figure leaped over the high wall. He wore a Flying Fish Robe.
"According to Uncle, he once saved a woman named Suxin. That same year, a young man in white robes came to find them and carved a cultivation technique into a wooden beam. It was a supreme True Inheritance Grade Daoist cultivation technique. Even the Great Shang martial treasury had only a few such techniques."
"With such a peerless opportunity, I'll have a foundation in the Imperial Guard from now on. Perhaps I can even save the Chen Family."
The tall man in black arrived at the Chen Family's main hall, and his expression suddenly changed.
Where was the main hall? There was nothing but wreckage, broken bricks, and shattered tiles.
After Su Changqing had cut through the main support beam, the building had lasted only a few hours before collapsing with a crash.
He stared at the devastation before him, frozen in place...
Where was his peerless opportunity?
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