Outside the Suppression Bureau's main hall, two figures fought in a tangled blur. Their shockwaves soared skyward, and both their fists and kicks were of the highest caliber.
Their battlefield spanned nearly a hundred meters, sending the surrounding Imperial Guards scattering in fear.
Ye Ronghuo's face was filled with terror as he directly retreated to the very back of the crowd. He feared Su Changqing would find an opening and smash his head apart with one punch.
Both men possessed immense strength. Every punch and every kick was enough to split mountains and shatter rocks!
"You're only at the Xiantian Second Layer, brat. What gives you the right to contend with me?"
Tai Long let out a savage roar as Yangtze River Three Waves came again. His fist wind tore through the air and crashed toward Su Changqing's body.
His fists were like iron and stone, his true qi surging in wave after wave, each higher than the last. This force was enough to hammer any Xiantian Realm expert to death.
"Enough nonsense! Take my Frost Snow!" Su Changqing's eyes were indifferent as he abruptly drew Frost Snow.
He held Frost Snow horizontally in his hand, blooms of ice crystals opening across its blade as an icy aura spread out.
A cold gleam erupted as it slashed down.
The Blade Aura was dazzling and incomparably domineering.
"Overlord Saber?!"
Tai Long's expression changed abruptly. He withdrew his fist and stood firm, pale golden true qi gathering around him. His body staggered, and he suddenly retreated several steps. With a muffled grunt, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"Take another one!"
Su Changqing strode forward, crossing several meters in a single step.
Dazzling Blade Aura swept around him. Today, he did not mind beheading this Suppression Bureau Commander.
Facing that Blade Aura, Tai Long shifted backward on his toes and retreated at top speed, horror in his eyes.
This scene left the thousand Imperial Guards petrified where they stood.
Wasn't Su Changqing merely a Deputy Thousand Household? How could he fight Commander Tai to such a standstill?
How was Ye Tian worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as him?
"Brat, let today's matter end here. Do you really dare kill me?" Tai Long said coldly.
Su Changqing said nothing. His steps were swift, and the ice crystals on Frost Snow shone brilliantly.
Jin Yichuan and Zuo Qianhu were both in the distance. If he acted today, he could simply kill Tai Long and be done with it!
Overlord Saber, Death God Slash!
Dazzling golden light burst forth. Su Changqing's strength alone was enough to crush Tai Long, let alone with a Divine Weapon like Frost Snow.
Tai Long's expression changed sharply. He could not receive this strike; it was enough to break through his flesh.
The slash tore across the sky, cutting open Tai Long's Flying Fish Robe. His Xiantian true qi scattered like reflections in a mirror.
Blood sprayed as Tai Long desperately shifted sideways, yet he had nearly been cleaved in two.
A bone-deep gash ran across his right arm, crimson blood dripping down his arm onto the ground.
The bloody sight sent chills through everyone's hearts.
If Tai Long had not possessed Xiantian true qi and Innate Divine Strength, he would likely have already died beneath Su Changqing's blade.
"No one can save you," Su Changqing said indifferently.
Holding his saber horizontally in his palm, Su Changqing came again. This time, he did not use Xiantian true qi.
One slash was enough!
The Blade Aura blazed brightly, the aura of the Overlord Saber piercing through the nine heavens!
"Zuo Qianhu, save me!" Tai Long shouted in terror.
A tiny flying dagger streaked over from the sky, tearing through the air with glimmers of cold light.
Su Changqing raised his brows and swept his saber across, chopping the flying dagger onto the ground.
He instantly retreated several steps and tightened his grip on Frost Snow. His tiger's mouth felt faintly numb as he stared at the black-clad middle-aged man on the steps, his heart stirring.
Zuo Qianhu, Ninth Level of Xiantian, only one step away from Earthly Fiend.
With all his strength unleashed, Su Changqing did not know whether he could contend with him.
"Enough. Must another Xiantian expert die? Save your anger for outsiders at the battle by Cloud Dragon Lake," Zuo Qianhu said.
"Su Changqing's divine strength is enough to stand unrivaled within the Suppression Bureau!" Jin Yichuan could not help but marvel after seeing Su Changqing receive the flying dagger.
Several Deputy Thousand Households nearby were slightly startled at his words.
"Zuo Qianhu's flying daggers never miss. Even I would not dare receive one. He meant to knock the saber from Su Changqing's hand, yet Su Changqing noticed it and chopped the dagger to the ground. This shows that both his eyesight and strength are extraordinary!"
Jin Yichuan praised him.
Tai Long's face darkened like the bottom of a pot as he stared fixedly at Su Changqing.
Without a word, Su Changqing walked past him and tucked the Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk from the ground into his sleeve.
He had originally intended to use the Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk to sever Tai Long's head, then draw Frost Snow.
Ye Tian had just died in the same muddled manner. His true qi had not protected his body, and he had only been watching Su Changqing's Purple Blood Soft Sword.
Su Changqing did not know whether Zuo Qianhu had noticed. That flying dagger had happened to stop him.
Zuo Qianhu watched Su Changqing bend down to pick up the Golden Silkworm Silk, a trace of amusement in his eyes, before turning and leaving.
"Zuo Qianhu, this man is cruel by nature! He must be killed!" Tai Long suddenly shouted.
Zuo Qianhu abruptly turned around, his gaze cold and sharp. Tai Long froze in place, his heart and courage trembling.
"Are you courting death? How are you worthy of comparing yourself to him?"
At the Xiantian Second Layer, Su Changqing had fought someone at the Fifth Level of Xiantian. How was Tai Long worthy of being compared to Su Changqing?
"Ye Tian is dead. You're lucky enough to still be alive," Jin Yichuan said to Tai Long with a bitter shake of his head.
"Ye Tian is dead?" Tai Long froze, then hurried into the main hall. The first thing he saw was Ye Tian's headless body, blood staining the hall red.
"That dog is truly ruthless. When did he strike?" Tai Long pondered inwardly, then suddenly went blank.
A hidden weapon?
Zuo Qianhu was skilled with hidden weapons. That flying dagger had not only intercepted Su Changqing's Overlord Saber, but was also like the hidden weapon that had severed Ye Tian's head.
"What could be so terrifying that it could slice off the head of a Xiantian Realm expert alive?" Tai Long shuddered in fear, scarcely able to believe it.
"It was a golden thread. According to Zuo Qianhu, it was Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk. It can carry true qi, and if it gets close, even he cannot detect it," Jin Yichuan said as he came to Tai Long's side and lightly patted his shoulder.
Tai Long had truly taken a trip through the gates of hell.
Who knew where Su Changqing had gotten so many treasures?
If Zuo Qianhu had not been here today, both master and disciple would have been slaughtered by Su Changqing.
Soon, the Imperial Guards assembled and stood in separate ranks. Zuo Qianhu held a Steel Saber, his gaze cold and sharp.
"Today, we depart for Cloud Dragon Lake! Whoever slacks off shall be executed without mercy!"
Every Commander and Deputy Thousand Household had many men behind them. Only Su Changqing had no one behind him.
Dressed in black as ink, his hair fluttered in the wind. He had sword-like brows and starry eyes, Frost Snow at his waist and an Azure Dragon Crescent Blade in hand. He did not utter a word.
Nearly a thousand Imperial Guards watched him, their hearts shaken.
Today, Su Changqing had thoroughly made a name for himself in the Suppression Bureau. If Zuo Qianhu had not suddenly intervened, he might even have killed Commander Tai.
Nearly every Hundred Household had thoughts of joining Su Changqing's ranks.
Unfortunately, Su Changqing had not accepted a single man. He had long passed the point of needing subordinates.
After looking over the scene a few times, Zuo Qianhu frowned slightly. "After today, all the Imperial Guards under Ye Tian will belong to Su Changqing. Changfeng Street and Youyun Workshop will both be under his management."
Zhou Chu hurried over with a hundred men and took his place behind Su Changqing. He had long wanted to join Su Changqing's ranks.
A moment later, Ye Ronghuo also came over with a hundred men. He was a Hundred Household under Ye Tian.
Zuo Qianhu was the foremost of the Suppression Bureau's three Commanders, and no one dared disobey his orders.
Confused, Ye Ronghuo hurriedly asked someone beside him, "Where is Ye Tian?"
"He's long dead," Zhou Chu sneered.
Ye Ronghuo froze in place, unable to describe the feelings in his heart.
His younger brother, with the Seven Orifices Exquisite Body, who had looked down upon the world with peerless pride, had died just like that?
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