Mang Mountain Sword Art: Hear the Dragon's Roar! Witness the Dragon Soar!

"Attack together!" Zhou Chu's expression changed, and he immediately spoke.

Three Centurions at the Body Refinement ninth layer, himself at the True Qi first layer, and this Wang Dangtou attacked together.

Waves of energy rolled in.

"Hear the Dragon's Roar!"

Mo Longyan let out a hearty laugh, his long sword like the Yangtze River's surging waves, his presence unparalleled.

His sword emitted a piercing sound like a dragon's roar, and sword beams shot out in all directions.

"What a formidable person, worthy of being a true disciple of Mang Mountain!"

Zhou Chu's Flying Fish Robe was ripped apart, blood splattered everywhere. Those below the True Qi realm all died on the spot.

Only he and Wang Dangtou struggled to resist.

The opponent's rapid sword technique, with its mixed energies and pervasive sword light, was truly difficult to withstand.

"Attack together, wear him down for me!" Wang Dangtou, having lost an arm, screamed hoarsely.

"Junior Sister, Master Chen, leave quickly. Don't linger. If the Imperial Guard and East Factory reinforcements arrive, the situation will be unpredictable."

Mo Longyan said to Chen Yuanfeng and Chen Yu'er.

The Imperial Guard Enforcement Agency was very close to the Minister of Personnel's mansion, so it was likely someone was already on their way.

"There's a path through the backyard!" Chen Yuanfeng said.

Over a hundred Imperial Guards and East Factory agents, wielding Steel Sabers with cold eyes, surrounded them. The faces of the three immediately changed.

There were too many people; ants could overwhelm an elephant.

Mo Longyan and Chen Yu'er, holding their long swords, moved forward, fighting and retreating towards the backyard.

Suddenly, at a corner, they encountered Su Changqing.

"Imperial dog, how dare you ransack my Chen family! Die!"

Seeing Su Changqing's chest puffing out, Chen Yu'er gritted her teeth, killing intent flowing between her bright eyes and white teeth.

Her posture was extraordinary as she lunged at Su Changqing with her sword, its cold glint sharp as lightning.

Su Changqing calmly watched the sword strike, making no move.

Just as the sword reached him, Su Changqing moved. He formed his palm into a claw, like plucking a flower.

The sword let out a clear ringing sound, and he shattered it with just three fingers. The refined steel sword splintered like a broken mirror, scattering on the ground.

Chen Yu'er froze on the spot, staring blankly at the sword hilt remaining in her hand.

"You… you, who are you?"

"Imperial Guard Centurion, Su Changqing."

Su Changqing suddenly attacked with his claw, a ruthless move aimed directly at Chen Yu'er's throat.

Chen Yu'er, her sword shattered, stood frozen, her eyes filled with terror.

"Junior Sister, be careful!"

Mo Longyan, who had just killed three Eunuchs surrounding him with a swift sword strike, saw this and his expression changed drastically.

He rushed over, his Dragon Sword flashing, its sword light dazzling, forcing back Su Changqing's sinister claw.

"Kid, you're courting death!" Mo Longyan said coldly.

"You provoked me." Su Changqing calmly looked at him.

"Witness the Dragon Soars!"

The Mang Mountain Sword Art, rumored to originate from a dragon's roar heard by the Great Shang's founding emperor when he raised his army and slew the white dragon.

It consisted of two swords: one, the Dragon's Roar, and the other, the Dragon Soars!

A piercing dragon's roar echoed, and the Dragon Sword's radiance shone brightly!

The blade seemed to transform into a ferocious Azure Dragon, charging straight at Su Changqing's face.

Su Changqing watched calmly. The Frost Snow Saber at his waist was suddenly unsheathed.

Blade met sword, and surging waves of energy swept outward.

"How is that possible? He could block my Mang Mountain's Dragon Soars Sword?"

Chen Yu'er's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

"Block this sword? Effortlessly." Su Changqing shook his head slightly.

He hadn't even used the Overlord Saber yet; otherwise, with one slash, this Mo Longyan would be dead.

"Junior Sister, you go first." Mo Longyan took a deep breath and said gravely.

"We'll deal with this dog thief together!" Chen Yu'er gritted her teeth.

"Go! Otherwise, neither of us will get out!"

Mo Longyan roared.

Later, he charged in alone, his True Qi surging, the long saber in his hand like a string about to snap, clashing with Su Changqing.

From a distance, Zhou Chu and Wang Dangtou, along with a large contingent of Imperial Guards and East Factory eunuchs, arrived.

"Is that Centurion Su? My god, he's actually matching Mo Longyan blow for blow?"

Many Imperial Guards arrived, almost frozen like clay statues.

Zhou Chu also stood there, his heart trembling.

He was also at the True Qi realm and knew that Mo Longyan was a direct disciple of Mang Mountain, and his swordsmanship was terrifyingly fast, capable of cutting down almost anything.

The two fought fiercely at the corner of the alley, rockeries shattering, trees breaking, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

The clanging of metal was endless.

"You're quite capable, it's a shame you ran into me."

As more and more people arrived, Su Changqing no longer wished to delay, and he slashed with his saber.

Overlord Saber! Death God Slash!

One saber strike, traversing the sky, soaring straight to the heavens!

Mo Longyan raised the already chipped Dragon Sword in his hand to block, but with a cracking sound, it broke, and he fell to his knees.

He stared blankly at Chen Yu'er, surrounded by many eunuchs in the distance, his eyes filled with desolation and unwillingness.

With a plop, he fell to the ground, blood splashing everywhere, and never made another sound.

"I will definitely kill you! You dog thief!"

Chen Yu'er's delicate body trembled, and she knelt on the ground, weeping in fear. Suddenly, she stared fixedly at Su Changqing and said, "Didn't you try to kill me first?" Su Changqing looked at her and said.

"Junior Sister, hurry and go!"

A masked, bearded strong man suddenly appeared outside the wall, carrying Chen Yu'er away with his Iron Chain Yangtze River.

"Dog thief, just you wait!" Chen Yu'er stared at him intently in mid-air.

[Name]: Chen Yu'er

[Realm]: True Qi Realm First Layer

[Destiny]: Blood Sea Deep Grudge (Green), Sword Bone Pure Heart (Green), Fated to be Ill-Fated (Gray)

[Life Script]: (Second Female Lead of "Mang Mountain Soaring Dragon")

[Recent Fortune]: Her beloved senior brother died at the hands of the Enforcement Agency's villain Su Changqing. She vowed to kill this thief, ventured deep into the Mang Mountain Dragon Lair, and accidentally obtained the Soaring Dragon Sword in the Mang Mountain Sword Tomb, achieving great success, taking charge of the Mang Mountain Sword Sect, and later marrying the Heavenly Pride Feng Taixu, her name forever etched in history...

Su Changqing watched her silently for a moment.

It seemed he had offended a female protagonist...

"Centurion Su." Zhou Chu's heart was filled with shock as he looked at Su Changqing and cupped his fists respectfully.

The young man in black was as dark as ink, a Frost Snow Saber at his waist, his demeanor handsome and elegant. Even after a fierce battle, his aura remained steady.

Chen Mo, Iron Claw Flying Eagle, and Ye Ronghuo were all far from as powerful as this young man.

"The Mang Mountain Sword Sect is not to be underestimated. Centurion Su, please keep a close eye on their ten direct disciples."

"Also, be wary of the Ye brothers. Ye Tian is incredibly vengeful. Once, a Centurion bullied Ye Ronghuo when he hadn't yet reached the True Qi realm, and Ye Ronghuo traveled a thousand miles to kill him."

"Thank you."

Hearing this, Su Changqing's eyes sharpened, and he smiled lightly, then turned and left.

"This kid is talented. My East Factory likes this kind of ruthless spirit," Wang Dangtou clicked his tongue.

Su Changqing's saber strike still lingered in his mind, killing Mo Longyan, who was at the fourth layer of True Qi, with a single blow.

By the time the sun set and the sunset glowed, everything was settled at the Minister of Personnel's mansion.

Chen Yuanfeng's hair turned white overnight. He knelt on the ground, his figure desolate.

He had ultimately failed to escape. Captured by East Factory agents, he was thrown into the East Factory's eighteenth level of hell, and his entire family was executed after the autumn harvest.

At nighttime, a tall figure leaped over the high wall, wearing a Flying Fish Robe.

"According to my uncle, he once saved a woman named Suxin. In the same year, a white-robed youth found them and carved a cultivation technique onto a wooden beam. This is a supreme True inheritance level cultivation technique of the Daoist Sect; even the Great Shang Armory has few like it."

"With such a peerless opportunity, I'll have a foundation to stand on in the Imperial Guard, and perhaps I can even save the Chen family."

The tall man, dressed all in black, arrived at the main house of the Chen family and his expression suddenly changed.

Where was the main house? Only ruins and rubble lay everywhere.

After Su Changqing had chopped through the main beam, the house could only hold for a few hours before it collapsed with a roar.

He looked at the devastated scene, standing there stunned...

Where was his peerless opportunity?