Fierce Battle

Tonight's mission was to kill Deng Qianyu and her subordinates, including Song Heilong, but with the appearance of these two protectors, he suddenly realized he had fallen into a trap.

It seems that the Yinyuan Sect was aware of this operation and made preparations in advance.

"Gentlemen, if we encounter a formidable enemy later, you all go first, I'll cover the rear!" Old Tang suddenly said.

"Old Tang, what's going on? Why did the Three Great Guardians suddenly appear?" Wei Dong asked.

"We've fallen into their trap." Lin Qing gazed into the distance.

The roles of hunter and prey are constantly shifting, and the situation has exceeded everyone's expectations. It seems to have turned into a trap orchestrated by the Yinyuan Sect, with Wang Ling as the target.

"The Three Great Guardians have all come out? You think highly of me, Wang." Upon seeing this, Wang Ling's tone calmed down, no longer as murderous as before.

"Heh heh, enough nonsense, Wang Ling, I'm going to break your limbs and make you wail on the ground!" Tan Yuchun shouted, his Chain Hammer already swinging and spinning above his head, creating gusts of wind.

Suddenly, he heard the humming sound of a bowstring vibrating, and three arrows suddenly shot through the air from not far away, heading straight for Tan Yuchun's back.

A fierce glint flashed in Tan Yuchun's eyes. He suddenly turned around, swung his Chain Hammer, and smashed the three arrows away.

His gaze sharpened as he saw an old man carrying a longbow emerge from a dark corner of the long street ahead—it was Qiu Changming.

"Lord Wang, it seems there's a traitor within our Soul-Calming Office Division." Qiu Changming said with a smile as he glanced around.

"Whether there's a traitor or not doesn't matter. It's rare for all three beasts to be gathered together today, so let's catch them all in one fell swoop!" Another figure flashed out from behind Qiu Changming, Zhu Mingtong, who was carrying a pair of axes.

"You bastard surnamed Tan, you're still alive?" Zhu Mingtong cursed.

"You're still alive, so how could I be? But after today, you'll be dead whether you like it or not!" Tan Yuchun sneered.

"Haha, what a load of nonsense! Killing you is as easy as killing a chicken for me!" Zhu Mingtong laughed loudly. "You're talking nonsense!" Tan Yuchun cursed.

"Don't interfere, I want to fight him one-on-one. You dog, you look all grown up, but I bet you can't withstand a single blow from my axe!" Zhu Mingtong shouted.

"I'll smash you to pieces with one hammer!" Tan Yuchun suddenly started running wildly. His burly and strong body was surprisingly agile, and he ran at an extremely fast speed, covering dozens or even hundreds of steps in an instant.

The two figures suddenly collided, and Qiu Changming and Wang Ling attacked at the same time.

Qiu Changming drew his bow and aimed an arrow at Deng Qianyu, while Wang Ling used his Lightness Skill to leap over eaves and walls, climbing up the walls of the Wanghai Restaurant and heading straight for Ma Meng, who was standing at the very top of the building.

Among the Three Great Guardians of the Yinyuan Sect, Ma Meng is the strongest, and the Spirit-Devouring Demon Child he worships is also stronger than Red Embroidered Lady and Blood Bull.

In the past, Qiu Changming and Zhu Mingtong had both suffered greatly at his hands, and only Wang Ling could outmaneuver him.

For a time, the three top experts from both sides engaged in fierce combat.

Chaos had broken out inside the Wanghai Restaurant. Guests scattered and fled, while the Yinyuan Sect Martial Artist charged out in formation, engaging in fierce Constable with the guards responsible for intercepting them from all directions.

The alleyway guarded by Lin Qing and his group soon welcomed a group of the Yinyuan Sect Martial Artist. The leader wore a Pure White Mask and carried a long sword, followed by about ten men in black. This man was none other than Song Heilong.

He led his men out of the restaurant, eager to escape the chaos as quickly as possible, so he chose the nearest route to flee.

At that moment, his gaze swept across the room and he suddenly saw Lin Qing standing behind Old Tang.

He had seen the portraits of the Eight Gold Tokens Constable, so he could recognize them at a glance.

"This is truly effortless! I'll kill you to help me advance to the Inner Sect of the Yinyuan Sect!" Song Heilong suddenly drew his sword and charged towards Lin Qing and the others.

Upon seeing the plain Pure White Mask, Old Tang shouted, "Hand this man over to me! You are responsible for stopping the remaining dozen or so!"

When Lin Qing saw the mask, he suddenly remembered what Li Ping had said a few days ago: the one wearing the white mask was Song Heilong.

Among Deng Qianyu's many subordinates, this person was the most active, the strongest, and also the most wicked.

He initially wanted to act immediately, but after hearing Old Tang's words, he refrained from acting impulsively.

Instead, as planned, he faced a Black-Clad Martial Artist charging towards him.

He raised his hand and flung his Waist Saber, which flew towards the Martial Artist's chest with incredible speed.

The latter rolled away to dodge, but the person behind him was accidentally stabbed, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Die!"

The Black-Clad Martial Artist rushed in front of him suddenly shouted and swung his sword at Lin Qing's head.

Lin Qing suddenly unleashed his newly acquired Lightness Skill, "Swift Passing Glimpse Wind," and in a flash, his body seemed to teleport, shifting a distance to the left. Then, he raised his hand and threw a punch, striking the man squarely in the chest. A tremendous force erupted, sending the man flying.

The latter screamed and flew backward dozens of steps, rolled to the ground, convulsed a few times, and died on the spot.

The punch immediately stunned the Black-Clad Martial Artist nearby. They heard the sound of the fist hitting the body, dull like a drumbeat, and saw the horrific state of the deceased. His chest was completely twisted and deformed, with even white bone fragments piercing through the flesh and exposed. It was clear how terrifying the power of the punch was; it could almost be described as shattering the body.

While they hesitated, Lin Qing struck again, his footwork as Passing Glimpse. He passed three nearby people and delivered three more punches.

Bang bang bang!

Three muffled thuds followed, and the three men were struck almost simultaneously and sent flying.

After falling to the ground, they all died instantly.

The two were not even in the same league. Even if Lin Qing only used 30% of his strength, his punch would still land and kill!

Wei Dong stared in disbelief at the sight. He felt that Lin Qing had become even stronger, with significant improvements in both speed and power, widening the gap between them.

"This kid is too strong!"

"Run!"

"Run separately!"

At this moment, the remaining men in black were terrified by Lin Qing's fierce performance. They lost all fighting spirit and, ignoring Song Heilong, turned and scattered. Some used their Lightness Skill to climb over the wall and escape, while others ran back along the original route.

"Chase!"

The numerous Constable immediately dispersed to give chase.

Lin Qing was about to chase after one of them when he suddenly glanced around and saw that Old Tang was completely at a disadvantage in his fight with Song Heilong.

Both men abandoned their knives and fought with their fists and feet, but Song Heilong was stronger and forced Old Tang to retreat step by step.

Old Tang gritted his teeth and persevered, constantly changing his punching style in an attempt to find Song Heilong's weakness and defeat him.

"Prepare to die!"

At one point, Tang Ping threw a punch, hitting Old Tang squarely in the chest. This was the thirteenth punch Old Tang had ever received.

Bang!

Old Tang let out a muffled groan, his Force Net suddenly collapsed, and he staggered back thirteen steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Overestimating yourself! I told you to get lost, but you wouldn't. Now you're blocking my way, so you deserve to die!" Song Heilong sneered.

"Song Heilong, you bastard, I'd rather die standing than retreat even half a step. If I hold you back, my Soul-Calming Office's experts will arrive soon, and you'll die too!" Tang Ping cursed.

Lin Qing's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected Old Tang to be so principled. At the Soul-Calming Office's headquarters, he often appeared to be a drunkard, making him seem unreliable. Well, although in the end, Old Tang's martial arts skills were not very reliable and he couldn't beat Song Heilong, his attitude was flawless.

"Fool! I'll kill you before they arrive, then get rid of that little bastard Lin Qing!" Song Heilong suddenly charged at Tang Ping again.

Just then, Lin Qing made his move. Old Tang had taken good care of him, so he had no choice but to save him. Besides, this was a test, not a time to hide his abilities. If he could kill Song Heilong, it would be a great achievement.