Transformation III
Several miles away from the Aloeswood Manor convoy, in the dark night in the mountains and forests.
Several figures, like ghosts, swiftly swept across the large Woodland.
Neither ravines nor hills, nor streams nor cliffs could stop their journey.
If someone could look down from above, they would see that the route these people took was a perfectly straight line.
Before long, when they were still a mile away from the convoy, the figures quickly stopped and dispersed to stand on high ground in the forest, looking out at the convoy's camp where a campfire was burning.
"This is it," one person whispered.
"Notify the adults." Another person quickly took out Warning Flare from his waistband, then opened the tinderbox and blew it hard.
A flame appeared, igniting the fuse of the Signal Flare.
Whoosh! A streak of fire shot into the sky, illuminating a large Woodland in the dark night.
Immediately afterwards, several miles away, another firework shot into the sky.
Then, as if in a relay, fireworks continued to rise in the distance.
"What is that?!" Zhang Yunqi, who was by the campfire, suddenly stood up and looked into the distance.
"It's Warning Flare, usually used for alerts, but its repeated use here must be for location tracking!" He was experienced and recognized it immediately.
"The location isn't far from us, could it be that they're after us again?" Zhang Zhenhai asked solemnly.
Too many people have come for the convoy these past few days.
Although many of them could only hear the sound from afar, it stopped before they could get close.
But after this happened repeatedly, everyone realized that they had become the target of public criticism.
"Trust in the adults! We'll remain vigilant!" Sun Chaoyue said.
She remained seated by the campfire, motionless.
Anyway, she couldn't defeat any enemy that appeared, no matter who they were, so instead of worrying, she should trust Zhang Ying Daozi.
Zhang Yunqi glanced at her and couldn't help but think more highly of her.
The ability to remain calm and composed in the face of danger is a quality not everyone possesses.
But regardless, the necessary preparations still need to be made.
He immediately started shouting.
"Get up, all of you, prepare for alert!"
Everyone stood up and arranged the carriages and boxes in a circle, preparing for possible shooting.
At this moment, at the top of the cliff.
Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes again, stood up, rose from the stone where he had been meditating, and gazed into the distance.
The Dark Light Vision worked perfectly at night, as if it were daytime, allowing them to clearly see the warning Signal Flare rising from the distant Snow Forest, as well as the few Black-Clad Man were releasing them.
"Someone else is coming," he whispered.
Ran Xin Yue also stood up and looked into the distance.
But all she saw was fireworks going up in the sky.
"It's Locator Flare, meant to lure people over later, probably a large force. What are your plans?"
"The Snow Forest is dark and gloomy. They've already lost so many people, yet they still dare to come back. It seems these people are very confident in their abilities," Zhang Rongfang.
Aside from the initial Qingxiao, as the number of attackers increased, the opponents he encountered also became stronger.
"Do you need help?" Ran Xin Yue asked. "However, I can't use my full strength right now because I'm suppressing the Spirit Thread in my body."
"There are methods to suppress Spirit Thread?"
"Of course. Otherwise, how could I dare to infiltrate the Great Dao Sect as an undercover agent?" Ran Xin Yue replied.
"No."
With his current strength, even Great Grandmaster would have to fight him to determine the winner.
There were just too many people, but it meant nothing to him.
Moreover, he didn't think Great Grandmaster would have time to arrest the Aloeswood Manor's convoy.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Rongfang pushed off with his feet and leaped off the cliff like a night hawk.
This time, instead of falling straight down, he spread his robes like a hang glider and soared towards the spot where the fireworks had just risen.
***"Is it over there?"
In the snowy forest at night, four Grandmasters, Yuwen Ji and Chen Tao, who had come to investigate, sat atop four warhorses.
The Weaving Elephant Army did not follow, but instead sent out First Squad highly skilled and swift scouts to investigate.
At this moment, gazing at the fireworks rising in the distance, all four remained calm.
For them, capturing ordinary martial artists who weren't even grandmasters was as easy as eating and drinking.
The key is whether we can uncover specific clues.
This is what the four of them are concerned about.
"We need to get the clues right away; we don't have much time," Chen Tao said, frowning. "The Thousand Sect Alliance has broken the rules and must be severely punished. The Pavilion Master may issue military orders at any time."
"These are turbulent times."
Yuwen Ji sighed.
"Ahe." He tilted his head slightly.
"Your subordinate is here!" A tall, thinner-than-the-other Black Armored General stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed.
"Take some men and bring those three from the convoy over. Be quick."
"Yes!" Ahe said quickly, stood up and raised his hand. Immediately, a group of Shadow emerged from the Woodland behind him and followed him, running rapidly towards the caravan camp.
We passed through a large Woodland.
The trees in front of Ahe kept parting to the sides.
The sound of footsteps crunching on the snow and snapping of dead leaves and branches echoed beneath my feet.
The distance is getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, Ahe stopped in his tracks and stared intently ahead.
On the snow ahead lay a pile of scout corpses, lying haphazardly.
Blood seeped into the white snow, turning it bright red.
The moonlight gradually moved out from behind the clouds, casting beams of light.
In the light, a burly figure slowly emerged from the shadows, walking among numerous corpses.
The man was wearing a gray cloak, had long hair that reached his shoulders, and his eyes were dark and devoid of light.
"How dare you! You dare kill my Weaving Elephant Army Scout!" Ahe drew his Heavy Sword from his back with a clang and gripped it tightly with both hands.
"Watch out! Keep them alive!" He pulled down the visor of his Helmet, stomped his foot, sending snow and powder flying, and charged forward.
Bang bang bang bang! In an instant, a burst of gunfire erupted all around.
A barrage of projectiles enveloped all directions from which the man dodged.
With a whoosh, the man's cloak flew high into the air, and his body vanished in a blur.
Thud! The first Black Armored Soldier was thrown high into the air, his neck snapped, and he fell to the ground dead.
The second person was struck in the chest, causing his sternum to cave in.
Zhang Rongfang moved with ghostly speed; in front of this group of the Low Grade Spirit Army, the difference in both speed and strength was too great.
Even with a musket, you can only aim at the afterimage he leaves behind after moving.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle!! On the snow, the bodies of the Spirit Army were scattered, some splattering blood, some coughing up blood and collapsing to the ground, their bodies pierced through.
Ahe, wielding Heavy Sword, kept chasing, but he couldn't catch up. His gaze grew increasingly cold.
As Three Voids Expert, he hadn't encountered this situation in a long time.
The elites around him fell to the ground one after another; no one could withstand a single blow from the opponent, and no one could delay the opponent for even a second.
Without hesitation, he pulled out the fuse from the armor on his lower back.
Whoosh! A new pale green firework shot into the sky and exploded. It was a cry for help.
At that moment, the last scout stood blankly in front of Zhang Rongfang, his forehead bone collapsed and shattered.
With a thud, he fell backward to the ground.
Ahe let out a low growl, Heavy Sword finally found an opportunity to slash at the man from behind with all his might.
He used the unique Military Dao Killing Art created by the Snow Rainbow Pavilion — the Blood Breaking Skill.
Military Dao Killing Art refer to all combat skills created specifically for the battlefield.
Its characteristics are wide-ranging and aggressive attacks, adept at handling group battles, and suited to long weapons. It emphasizes a single, fatal strike, leaving no room for retreat; it's either you die or I die.
Because battlefields are mostly large-scale battles involving long weapons, and in life-or-death struggles, victory or defeat often hinges on a single moment.
If the battle drags on, unexpected problems are likely to arise. Therefore, everyone is eager to end the battle as quickly as possible.
At this moment, Ahe slashed Heavy Sword with all his might, his swordsmanship carrying several subtle variations, allowing him to counter any opponent's dodges or parries with targeted moves.
When!!
Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and struck the side of the Heavy Sword precisely, knocking it upwards.
Unexpectedly, the Heavy Sword spun around, creating a swift arc, and slashed at him from another angle.
Clang! Another heavy blow.
It is very powerful.
Zhang Rongfang narrowed his eyes slightly.
The power of the Heavy Sword strike was comparable to that of an ordinary grandmaster. The weapon was no ordinary weapon either; it seemed to contain some kind of mechanism, indicating this person was no ordinary individual.
Ta-da!
The Heavy Sword continuously spun around, using the momentum, before slashing.
And the speed is getting faster and faster, and the force is getting heavier and heavier.
Zhang Rongfang repeatedly deflected the sword blades with both palms, but showed no intention of attacking; he merely parried the moves.
He had never actually fought against a master soldier before; this was his first real encounter.
The countermeasures are extremely powerful.
One attack erupts, followed by a series of attacks, each more powerful than the last.
The slightest carelessness, hesitation, or mistake could result in severe injury from the blade.
These are far more powerful than ordinary Jianghu masters.
He could feel his Absolute Defense Circle being rapidly perfected under the opponent's attacks.
'This is an opponent suitable for perfecting Absolute Defense.'
As Zhang Rongfang observed, he became increasingly cautious in his actions, carefully observing his opponent's various moves.
For a moment, the two exchanged blows on the snow, their fists and Heavy Sword occasionally clashing with the heavy sword, producing muffled sounds.
Soon, half a minute later.
Zhang Rongfang suddenly sighed softly.
I saw through all of the opponent's moves.
"That's enough," he said softly.
"!?!" Ahe's expression changed, as if he sensed something. He immediately roared and swung the Heavy Sword in his hand with all his might.
Then he turned and ran.
Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly, dodged the Heavy Sword, and moved forward silently like a giant python, arriving behind his opponent in a second.
He raised his hand, his five fingers hooked forward, and reached for Ahe's neck.
This is the most commonly used Eagle Claw Skill.
"Retreat!"
Suddenly, a white object shot out rapidly from the nearby woods, flying fiercely toward Zhang Rongfang's chest.
The object was extremely fast, and a sharp whistling sound could be heard while it was in mid-air, demonstrating its immense power.
If Zhang Rongfang continues to grab at Ahe, he will inevitably be hit by this thing.
With just a glance, he could tell that the object was flying with tremendous force.
Now that he was closer, he could see clearly that it was actually a White Diamond Spike! Behind it, in the forest, a man dressed in Lion Black Armor looked coldly in their direction.
His right arm slowly lowered, clearly the sharp cone he had thrown.
Bang!
Zhang Rongfang grabbed Ahe's neck hard with one hand, twisted and squeezed it.
Blood spurted out and splattered on the snow.
He stopped in place, gently released his grip, and looked down at the sharp cone that had struck his chest at the same time.
What did you just say?
He moved, and the sharp awl fell off his robe, leaving only a small, bloody gash on his skin.
The wound healed and disappeared almost instantly upon contact with air.
Ahe's body lay sprawled on the ground, convulsing and slowly losing its breath.
"Zhang Ying! It's actually you!"
Chen Tao's pupils contracted slightly upon seeing this scene.
He strode forward, glanced at his subordinate who was lying on the ground convulsing, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.
He always looked down on these so-called Jianghu masters. Even if a military expert of the same level fought with Jianghu master, the former would always win.
But now, it seems everyone underestimated you. He said in a deep voice.
"Almost there." Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes slightly, sensing the changes in his body.
Having killed so many people over the past few days, a strange sense of confidence was beginning to build within him.
The Absolute Defense Circle is almost there.
As for the Final Form, he had a premonition that if a few powerful enemies came, he might be able to condense it overnight, but if the strength was not enough, he didn't know when it would be completed. "So, you're here to capture me too?"
Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes, gazing at the other person with a hint of expectation in them.
He could sense the opponent's strength, that unified and powerful aura, just like Zhou Yan's back then, which only a top-tier expert could possess.
Great Grandmaster!
Whoosh! In an instant, three burly figures appeared and landed almost simultaneously in the surrounding snow.
Yuwen Ji with his Eagle Wing Helmet, Lin Hansheng of the True One Sect, and Zen Master Yuan Hai of the Western Sect.
The four Great Grandmaster formed a square, perfectly surrounding Zhang Rongfang in the center.
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Chu Liuyun
Xuanxuan, without any emotional attachment to Nanshan, thanks the above-mentioned alliance leaders... This is only the third update today. My back has been hurting lately, and sitting for too long... I can't take it anymore. Sorry, sorry. I'll pay back slowly.