Under the eaves in the darkness.
Two burly figures chased and fled, occasionally exchanging brief blows.
Bang!
Another muffled thud.
A surge of energy rose from Moka Molu's chest, which he exhaled through his mouth.
Breaking Limit Skill: Red Thread Gu!
His hands trembled as he swept them upwards, unleashing a burst of speed far exceeding his grade.
Whoosh!
Two intersecting red lines flashed by, leaving a residual red cross in front of Zhang Rongfang.
This sudden burst of Breaking Limit Skill reached at least the power of Seventh Grade in an instant.
He was fast, but Zhang Rongfang was even faster.
Just before the red line cross was formed, he tilted his head back slightly, narrowly avoiding the cross.
Two red daggers suddenly slashed past him. The poisoned tips were only centimeters away from cutting through his robes and injuring his skin.
Taking advantage of the moment when the two daggers missed their mark, Zhang Rongfang's eyes lit up. Suddenly, his right arm shot up from below, pressing down on the opponent's wrist and snapping it to the side with lightning speed.
Click!
"Ahhhhhhh! "Moka Molu screamed in agony as he thrust the Dagger in his other hand fiercely at Zhang Rongfang.
But it was also snapped open with a snap, bent outwards, and broke off on the spot.
This move is the deadly technique "Unpaid Fire" from the Flame Emperor Talisman. "Your move has too many flaws." Zhang Rongfang didn't even need to expend much effort.
He slightly raised his right leg, and suddenly seemed to disappear from where he was.
Boom! A whip kick, as powerful as a real whip, slammed into Moka Molu's left side.
He was sent flying, rolling around in the middle of the street more than a dozen times, covered in blood, lying motionless on his back.
Moka Molu felt as if all the bones in his body had been shattered by that kick. His left arm, from elbow to forearm, was strangely concave and twisted, as if it had no bones and was just a long, thin blood bag.
He stared wide-eyed.
Countless times he had thought about dying, but he never imagined that he would die so silently.
Even in the dead of night, when no one would suspect a flaw, hehe.
When there is a significant difference in speed and power, even the most perfect technique will become full of flaws.
The gap between him and this person had already reached this point.
Unable to match his speed, unable to match his strength, and even failing to use poison, Moka Molu forced out a sentence from his throat as he looked at Zhang Rongfang who had walked up to him.
"Reason?" Zhang Rongfang looked down at him.
"Because..." Moka Molu opened his mouth, but suddenly everything went black.
Thud! His head was kicked askew by a tremendous force.
At the same time, the Poison Dart he had tucked between his other forearms also lost its grip and fell to the ground.
Zhang Rongfang's expression remained unchanged as he looked at Qing Su and the others, whose faces were filled with surprise and uncertainty, not far away.
By this time, those members of the Black Ten Sect had been completely wiped out.
"Congratulations on your victory, sir!" Qing Su stepped forward, clasped her hands in a fist salute, and stared in shock at the corpse beside her.
There was blood on her hands, probably left when she dealt with the escapees.
"Over here with the Bai Family Merchant Group."
Her question was actually quite simple.
The few people on the caravan side might leak their secrets, so the best course of action is to eliminate them completely.
In this world, only the dead can keep secrets from being revealed.
But Zhang Rongfang unconsciously connected the Statue Fragment with him.
Perhaps even the dead can reveal something.
Moreover, he couldn't bear to kill so many innocent people just because of secrecy. "Take them all away. Put them under house arrest for now. Also, what about the Yang Family?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Zhao Tianming and Red Haze are over there, so there shouldn't be any major problems. But the concern is that the Black Ten Sect might send others as well," Qing Su said, frowning.
"They have no chance."
Zhang Rongfang said calmly.
***Inside the Saint Luofa Church.
After gently wiping her father's memorial tablet, Annuowa walked to the window, looked up at the bright crescent moon outside, and a series of memories flashed through her mind.
"If only I had abandoned my current task and rushed back immediately..."
She suddenly felt that everything she had struggled and fought for in her life had become meaningless after her father's death.
Without family, what's the point of her being strong or holding a high position? No one will be proud of her anymore.
No one will drink with her when she's down anymore.
No one will laugh heartily anymore, telling her about their glorious past when they were young. Knock knock knock! Suddenly, a series of urgent knocks sounded on the door.
"Enter."
The door opened, and a masked cultist quickly entered and knelt on one knee.
"Altar Master! We've suddenly lost contact with the Jiao Province Gambling House. The brothers who went to inspect it haven't returned yet! Something might have happened!"
"How could something have gone wrong Moka Molu was personally overseeing things?" Annuowa frowned.
Bang!
Suddenly, a brilliant burst of Signal Flare rose into the sky outside the window, exploded, and transformed into countless points of light like lotus flowers.
Annuowa turned sharply and stared intently at the Signal Flare.
"These are... the church's distress Signal Flare!? The pattern is Moka Molu!!"
She was shocked. If even Moka Molu, with his skills, could send out Signal Flare to call for help, it meant that in the instant she lost her focus, the door behind her bulged, cracked, and shattered.
Bang! A Shadow suddenly stepped in, and with a light tap of its foot, it lunged at her like an arrow.
Ugh!
A sharp, piercing sound, like the cry of an eagle, pierced the air.
'Eagle Claw Skill!?'
Annuowa felt a chill run down her spine. She hurriedly retreated, her chest contracting rapidly inward.
Whoosh!
Sharp, White Jade fingers grabbed her chest, slicing through her clothes like a blade and leaving a smooth wound on the skin underneath.
Blood gushed out like a stream, before it could even splash onto the person.
Annuowa could no longer see the other person.
Goosebumps rose all over her body, and all her senses were heightened to their limit.
That moment just now was the instant when she was distracted by the fireworks and let her guard down.
In less than a second, he was caught and brutally assassinated.
This caused her to suffer.
In order to avoid the severe trauma of being disemboweled, she had to forcibly shrink her chest cavity.
But the impact was too violent, causing minor damage to her lungs. Numerous tiny capillaries ruptured, and blood slowly seeped from her lungs.
Normally, she could rest and recuperate gradually.
But now, it's up there!
Annuowa looked up abruptly, her eyes reflecting a dark Shadow leaping down.
Bang!
She raised her arms to block the Shadow figure's claws.
But the Eagle Claw bent and stabbed hard on her arm, tearing out two pieces of flesh.
Annuowa grunted, raised her right leg, and attempted a knee strike, only to be met head-on by the opponent's knee strike.
The two men landed knee-to-knee with a loud thud, one falling backward and the other tumbling to the ground.
Thunder!
Before the opponent could pause, Annuowa roared inwardly and unleashed a Breaking Limit Skill, stomping the floor with the force of her feet and charging at full speed toward the twin swords standing against the wall.
All her martial arts skills were concentrated in her two swords. Once she obtained the sword -Breaking Limit Skill, her speed would increase dramatically, making her significantly faster than Zhang Rongfang had expected.
"Pity."
He suddenly raised his hand, and a package of paper flew into the air, only to burst open when he tapped it with his toe.
Large amounts of dust filled the entire room.
As the dust dispersed.
Zhang Rongfang burst through the window, his figure flashing past Black Ten Sect experts who rushed over upon hearing the commotion.
The two men immediately developed three bloody holes in their heads and collapsed to the ground.
Inside the room, the dust got stuck to Annuowa's wounds, causing her to feel unbearably itchy and painful.
"Poisonous!?"
With a thud, she rushed out the window, rolled on the grass outside, and got up.
Suddenly, a flash of Silver Light shone into her eyes.
Among the believers who rushed to the scene.
A Shadow soared into the air, its Wish Wheel instantly increasing in speed, flashing past her side.
Clang! The scimitar was knocked away, and Annuowa, stunned, clutched her throat and staggered back a few steps.
Then he knelt down on the ground.
"Father!" she struggled to utter. Not far away, Zhang Rongfang used the head of a cultist as leverage to easily leap over the high wall. After landing, he killed several people and left.
Just seconds later.
A figure in white suddenly appeared where Zhang Rongfang landed, looking around.
"Disregarding the law, how dare you!"
The man in white had a cold expression, and a double-headed python pattern with cloud and gold threads was embroidered on one of his shoulders.
"Your State Governor, can you discern what kind of path this is?"
A Long-Bearded Monk in a black robe emerged from the shadows once more.
The monk had a white beard, and his exposed body was all strong muscles. Around his neck hung a string of Prayer Beads, each Prayer Beads the size of a fist, engraved with various Sanskrit symbols.
"We can only tell that it's Eagle Claw Skill, but it's just Eagle Claw Skill. It's impossible for someone to have such a high level of skill. This person is so arrogant and flamboyant, he obviously thinks that no one can figure out his background and origins." The man in white said coldly.
At this moment, followers of the Black Ten Sect gathered from all directions, and the alarm bells rang inside the church.
One after another, skilled martial artists rushed towards this side.
One of the bearded Big Beard, who was leading the group, immediately noticed the man in white and the other old monk. His expression changed instantly, and he was about to step forward and address them respectfully.
But as they got closer, they saw Annuowa lying on the ground.
His expression changed drastically.
"Quickly save the Altar Master!!"
"Go call the doctor!!"
A group of believers frantically turned Annuowa over, but unfortunately, her neck was almost severed, and there was no way to save her.
More and more believers gathered around, and soon there were over a hundred people.
Many people had sadness in their eyes, bowing their heads and praying to Annuowa with the Black Ten Sect's etiquette.
The deep chanting spread out like ripples on water, layer upon layer.
"Please, State Governor Excellency, grant us justice!!" The Big Beard, looking grief-stricken, walked up to the man in white and knelt down with a thud.
"Within a year, the Grand Elder died, and now even Annuowa, the Altar Master the Shinto Altar, has met with this calamity. The people within our sect are filled with fear and cannot An Ning day after day."
"Rest assured, I will definitely bring such a wicked and vicious criminal to justice!"
The man in white spoke solemnly.
The Black Ten Sect pays so much tribute every year, making it the largest contributor among his subordinates. If something happens to them, how will he maintain his daily expenses?
Furthermore, if even those who have pledged allegiance to us cannot provide protection, then who will be willing to pay more money in the future?