Reaching Divinity Through Martial Arts: Starting with the Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art
Chapter 249

No escape, even with wings

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He quickly stepped forward and helped You Zhong, who was struggling to get up.

You Zhong gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but the tearing pain in his chest caused his movements to stagnate.

In that blow just now, although his protective body Sha Qi had lost three-thirds of its strength, the remaining 70% of its strength was still like a heavy hammer, hitting his insides hard.

At this moment, the energy and blood in his body were surging, his meridians were trembling, and every breath he took brought a stabbing pain.

Wang Chengde helped You Zhong back a few steps. After stabilizing his body, he suddenly raised his head and stared in the direction of the entrance to the dungeon.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and gravel was scattered everywhere.

In the gray fog that had not completely dissipated, figures one after another slowly appeared.

The first person to walk out was tall and tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and a square face full of coldness.

It is Zhao Clan Martial Hall, the owner of the hall, Zhao Zhong.

Following closely behind him was Lie Changkong, dressed in black and with a stern expression.

Further back, there was Shui Qingqian, whose face was as cold as water. Her eyes, which were usually calm, now contained a cold murderous intent.

Followed by Zhou Nantian, Liu Bochong, Meng Qiuran...

A dozen Transforming Force masters came out of the deep dungeon one after another.

Many of their clothes were torn, and their faces showed varying degrees of fatigue and scars.

But the momentum of breaking away from life and death caused the temperature of the entire side courtyard to drop a few points.

Wang Chengde's face instantly became extremely ugly.

Lie Changkong's eyes fell on You Zhong who was being supported not far away. Seeing blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth and pale face, he couldn't help but snorted and said with some pity, "This old guy is so tough. Even with the full strength of several of us, we didn't kill him on the spot."

Zhao Zhong's expression did not relax at all. He said in a deep voice, "Don't be careless. Peak Transforming Force's background is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Although his injuries are serious, he is far from losing his fighting power. This kind of person cannot be underestimated as long as he still has breath."

It turned out that the thundering blow just now was not made by one person.

Instead, Zhao Zhong, Lie Changkong and other Transforming Force masters took action at the same time, condensing their respective strengths into one point.

Under the cover of the iron gate, You Zhong suffered an unexpected and heavy blow.

You Zhong slowly stood up straight. He raised his hand to wipe away a trace of blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes swept over the dozen figures not far away one by one, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into reality.

His face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

"Okay, very good."

He spoke every word with murderous intent in his eyes, "I can actually fight my way out of the dungeon, but I underestimated you bunch of chickens and dogs."

He just finished speaking.

Suddenly, dense crowds of people appeared on the corridors and walls around the courtyard.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another.

Dozens of figures in gray robes gathered from all directions.

In just a few breaths, the entire courtyard was surrounded by water.

The first five people stood on a high place at the end of the corridor, their auras particularly strong.

The Sha Qi around them is as solid as substance, and they are five more Transforming Force masters.

One of them was the tall, thin man in gray robe Peak Transforming Force who forced Jiang Fa to jump off the cliff.

In addition, there are more than thirty gray-robed men at the An Jin level, all holding weapons and with sharp eyes.

And Wang Family's guarding warriors numbered no less than sixty or seventy, and they blocked every exit of the side courtyard.

Wang Chengde stood beside You Zhong, looking at the battle in front of him, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his voice and said to You Zhong beside him, "Elder You, don't worry."

There was a hint of pride in his tone that he was in control of everything. "Master Secret Envoy has been on guard against this move for a long time. When the fire broke out, I sent messages to everyone through secret methods. Now that all Sacred Sect elites have gathered here, these people cannot escape."

You Zhong has a gloomy face,

He took a deep breath, and the stinging pain in his chest made him frown slightly.

His eyes swept over the dozens of Transforming Force masters who came out of the dungeon, and a hint of fear finally appeared in the depths of his eyes.

If he were in his heyday, with his Peak Transforming Force cultivation, even if he faced the siege of two or three Transforming Force masters in the mid-to-late stage, he would still be able to escape unscathed, and even gain the upper hand.

But now.

His combat power was reduced by at least 50%.

Trying to be as calm as usual is no longer enough.

Zhao Zhong ignored You Zhong, and looked past the other person, directly on Wang Chengde's face.

There was scrutiny, disappointment, and a hint of irrepressible anger in his eyes.

"Wang Chengde."

His voice was cold. "You Wang Family have been in Qingshan County for hundreds of years and can be considered a famous family. Why do you want to collude with these demons now?"

This sentence is like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake.

The air in the courtyard suddenly became stagnant.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wang Chengde's face.

The Transforming Force warriors who escaped from the dungeon looked at Wang Chengde with eyes filled with contempt and anger.

Wang Chengde's face froze slightly, but soon returned to normal.

He took a step forward, stood beside You Zhong, looked down at Zhao Zhong, and a hint of sarcasm emerged from the corner of his mouth. "Zhao Zhong, don't speak so harshly."

He snorted coldly, "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. I, Wang Family, am just a good bird choosing a tree to roost in. In this world, only by choosing the right path can we go far."

Zhao Zhong sneered, with a biting chill in his voice. "What do you mean by understanding current affairs? Do you mean killing innocent people indiscriminately and taking the blood of living people to make elixirs?"

Wang Chengde's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even blink. "Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. People die every day in this world. In whose hands they die, and how they die, it actually doesn't make much difference. The important thing is..."

He paused and glanced at everyone present with a cold expression. "What can a living person get?"

"So you can use all the warriors in the county as sacrifices with peace of mind?" Zhao Zhong's voice had a hint of uncontrollable anger, and he clenched his fists.

"Our lives are just small details in your eyes?"

Wang Chengde raised the corners of his mouth slightly and sneered, "Zhao Zhong, why are you so naive?"

"Why do you think I, Wang Family, can sit at the top of the three major Lineages in Qingshan County? By virtue of benevolence, righteousness and morality? By being upright? Humph!"

He snorted coldly and his eyes became sharp, "In this world, the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle. What's wrong with me?"

He shook his head slightly and said in a cold voice, "There is never anything right or wrong in this world, only strength and weakness."

"You!"

Zhao Zhong's eyes were full of anger, and his whole body's aura suddenly rose, as if he couldn't help but take action at any time.

Wang Chengde didn't look at him, but instead looked at Meng Qiuran standing in the crowd.

Meng Qiuran Although he was quite embarrassed at this time, he still had the bearing of a court official.

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Wang Chengde's mouth, "Mr. Meng, as Qingshan County, you have been sitting in this position for these years. There are some things that you should know better than us."

There was undisguised ridicule in his voice. "Why did the Wei Kingdom imperial court allow Heavenly Demon Sect to establish an altar and establish a clan within the territory? Is it really out of control?"

He deliberately paused and then said, "Let me tell you, so what if you destroy a Heavenly Demon Sect? Are those so-called righteous sects better than the demonic sects? They are just more pretentious than the last."

Meng Qiuran looked cold. "Wang Chengde, don't talk nonsense. You Wang Family colluded with the Heavenly Demon Sect to harm the people of a county. If such behavior is reported to the court, it will be a crime of genocide!"

"Report to the court?"

Wang Chengde sneered, his laughter full of disdain. "Mr. Meng, do you think you can leave here alive today?"

The moment his voice fell.

The men in gray robes surrounding the side courtyard and the Wang Family nurse took a step forward at the same time, and their fierce murderous intent almost turned into reality.

Zhao Zhong's heart suddenly sank.

He could see that Wang Chengde was determined to collude with these Heavenly Demon Sect people, and any further talk would only be a waste of time.

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