Seizing the Opportunity to Strike

"Brother Wang!!!"

An Ning'er couldn't help but cry out in alarm. Her anxious heart sent her thoughts into a frenzy as she turned to Meng Qingshan again, pleading, "Constable Zhang, Brother Wang is in trouble right now. Please, you must save him and lend him a hand!"

Seeing that Wang Ruozhi was truly injured, Meng Qingshan couldn't help but think to himself, This works too?

He had originally thought it would take a lot of effort, and was planning to use this time to recover some strength. But witnessing the scene before him now, his heart began to race, pounding like a drum.

He immediately agreed to An Ning'er's request, but his steps were unhurried as he slowly moved forward.

At this moment, the black-clothed men had already drawn their swords and formed a circle, surrounding Wang Ruozhi.

The leader of the black-clothed men approached Wang Ruozhi with a sinister grin, sneering dismissively, "We know we're not exactly heroes. You call yourself a hero, so today I'll let you know that even heroes have their end!"

Wang Ruozhi suddenly burst into laughter. The broken jade bone white fan in his hand was skillfully transformed into a flying dagger and shot out.

In an instant, several silver arcs sliced through the air, speeding towards the enemy.

The leader of the black-clothed men, having been too close, couldn't dodge in time and was hit by several sharp fan bones.

At the same time, several black-clothed men beside him were also affected by this sudden attack and fell to the ground.

"Haha, the Carefree Young Man has walked the jianghu for many years, righting wrongs and performing countless acts of chivalry. My enemies are everywhere, so naturally, I have a few life-saving skills. Friend, you've miscalculated!"

Wang Ruozhi lightly clapped his hands. Despite being injured, he remained composed, smiling leisurely, "Now, your Qu'gu, Zhongji, and Shuifen acupoints have all been struck by my fan bones. If you don't get timely treatment and forcefully circulate your internal energy and Vitality, at best you'll lose your cultivation, and at worst, your life will be in danger. I advise you to reconsider carefully!"

The leader of the black-clothed men heard this, silently adjusted his breathing for a moment, and suddenly spoke, his tone revealing a deep gritting of teeth, "As expected of the Jade-Faced Carefree Young Master, truly living up to your name! Let's go!"

Meng Qingshan witnessed this scene and was deeply impressed by the superb acting of these two. The tragic scene before him was so real, as if they were gambling with their lives, it was truly shocking! If he hadn't known the plot beforehand, even Meng Qingshan would have mistaken this 'Jade-Faced Carefree Young Master' for just a young knight-errant who championed the weak and punished the wicked. Wang Ruozhi's acting was unbelievably realistic, but unfortunately, the person he encountered today was Meng Qingshan. Meng Qingshan had already known about Wang Ruozhi's connection to the Outer Heavens in the game's plot. Seeing them turn their fake fight into a real one, resulting in mutual injury, almost made Meng Qingshan exclaim in his heart, "Heaven truly helps me!"

And his An Ning'er behind him had a different set of thoughts. Witnessing Wang Ruozhi's moment of victory, a heavy weight lifted from An Ning'er's heart. A smile couldn't be hidden on her face, especially her beautiful eyes, which now curved like crescent moons, sparkling with joyful light.

Swish!

Suddenly, she heard a whistling sound. She looked intently and saw that 'Constable Zhang' had already charged out like lightning. In front of 'Constable Zhang,' a long spear covered in black lacquer was speeding rapidly. The whistling sound just now was caused by the air current generated by Meng Qingshan swinging his arm to throw the spear. Now, watching this scene, it was as if he was racing against the spear.

Wang Ruozhi and the leader of the black-clothed men also noticed this sudden movement. However, when the leader of the black-clothed men looked back, the spear was already within striking distance. At this moment, he had already sustained injuries at several vital points and was completely unable to dodge.

At the same time, Meng Qingshan caught up to the spear he had thrown and firmly grasped it. As the spear entered his hand, Meng Qingshan used the momentum to thrust forward, instantly piercing the leader of the black-clothed men through. The man's eyes, beneath his mask, stared intently at the spear that mercilessly pierced him, a look of unspeakable unwillingness and shock in his eyes, as if he couldn't accept that his life had ended so easily. Meng Qingshan had no interest in the expression of a man who was about to die. He decisively pulled out the spear in his hand.

Pfft!

As the spear was suddenly pulled out, flesh and blood flew everywhere, scattering in all directions.

Bang!

With the fall of the leader of the black-clothed men, the surrounding black-clothed men instantly fell into chaos.

[You have successfully killed Murong Shaoxuan of the Murong Family, gaining 4500 Cultivation!]

Looking at the kill notification before him, Meng Qingshan was not satisfied. He suddenly swung the spear and shouted, "I already gave you a chance to leave just now. Now that I've recovered my strength, none of you are going anywhere!"

With that, the spear tip cut through the sky like a meteor, sweeping forward with a sharp gust of wind. The black-clothed men's already loose formation was completely torn apart at this moment. This sweeping strike seemed to carry the force of thunder, inspiring awe. The surrounding air seemed to be moved by this strike, forming small whirlwinds.