Changed the rules of suppression

"They're actually trying to kidnap me!"

In mid-air, Zhang Xuezhou's previous air of superiority vanished completely.

There were only some obstacles between the horse and the carriage as it rushed through the woods, and the distance involved was only about thirty feet.

The time for a 100-meter sprint is very short, and even shorter for a master cultivator.

The two bandits who blocked the road with broken knives didn't even utter a sound before being stabbed twice by the old man from the Xiong State with his short sword.

"Whoosh!"

A hundred paces away, the sound of Du Zhou playing his zither rang out.

But Zhang Xuezhou didn't react in time, and Du Zhou was a beat too slow.

An arrow shot out from afar but missed its target.

The crowd was on guard against the old man from the Xiong State struggling in his death throes or trying to escape, and they were prepared to use their numerical advantage to kill him. But unexpectedly, the old man suddenly launched a counterattack and even ran towards the carriage to hijack officials from Chang'an City.

The soldier, cautiously sweeping away the approaching trap with his gun, grunted, swung his spear in the opposite direction, and then had to retreat into the jungle to pursue the enemy.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhang Xuezhou loudly from mid-air.

The old man paused slightly at his rebuke, but did not change his plan to ambush and kidnap the man.

To survive in this encirclement, he had no choice but to kidnap an official of the Great Han Dynasty and then ride away on horseback.

Even if he kidnaps officials to create a distance of several miles between them, or kills the soldiers' mounts and then rides away, he can still escape.

The old man snorted coldly. Even the most powerful cultivators who could fly were in mid-air and found it difficult to use other means when performing flying Technique Method. All he had to do was sprint for a little over ten seconds.

Anyone he could kidnap into the carriage would make these soldiers hesitant to act.

After running frantically for dozens of steps, the old man's forehead bulged out and almost turned black, and his face was covered with bluish-black capillaries, making him look extremely ferocious.

He held the short sword, its black light flashing, creating a stark contrast with the red glow of the martial artist's Qi and Blood.

He leaped over the crossbeams and rocks, dodged another arrow fired by Du Zhou, and lunged towards the carriage.

"Lord Dongfang!"

Zhang An, his face deathly pale, screamed and ran away as fast as he could, ignoring the excruciating pain of his severed finger.

If the court officials didn't fare well, the escorts naturally wouldn't fare any better.

If officials carrying out important duties die, they will not only be unable to reach the next post station, but they will also be unable to return to Nanyang. These wandering bandits and robbers are their only option.

This even turned Du Zhou, who was plotting against the robbers, pale.

Before he had even fully drawn his bowstring, three arrows were already flying wildly toward the carriage.

"Let me go, I..."

The carriage curtain was torn, revealing several terrified heads crawling inside.

A butcher's knife was raised, and the old man slapped it down, sending the knife flying and embedding itself in the carriage with a dull thud.

The old man from the Xiong State reached out and grabbed, only to see horrified faces that were speechless.

He glanced around and realized that everyone in the carriage was an ordinary person; he couldn't tell at all what appeared to be government officials.

This terrified him. He felt that these Great Han Chinese were too good at acting, using a few ordinary people as bait. He had never seen an official who smelled like a pig, let alone had his guards carrying a butcher's knife.

He was both terrified and furious, feeling there was a 90% chance he was going to suffer a major setback today.

As the pain of being shot by an arrow surged through his body, he couldn't help but become ferocious, thinking that the more people he dragged down with him before he died, the better, especially those involved in setting the trap.

With a swift sweep of his short sword, he slashed down at several people inside the carriage.

But in a split second, the old man from the Xiong State saw that the carriage was empty of its inhabitants. A burly man wielding an axe swept across the air, knocking away the short knife in the old man's hand, which he could no longer hold.

"There's a top-tier expert hiding in the car!"

The fact that a single blow could knock a weapon away only proves that the opponent's strength far surpasses one's own.

A thought flashed through the Xiong State's mind as he looked in horror at the axe that was getting closer and closer.

"Slit the throat!"

"Disembowel!"

"Cleanse!"

"Debone!"

The man's frantic shouts rang out. The old man from the Xiong State looked at the axe that was about to strike his forehead, and felt the figure of the strong man wielding the axe disappear. In its place was an intense pain that seemed to be everywhere in his body.

His eyes were wide and bloodshot as he saw a young man holding a blue wooden staff, another young man shouting, and an old man with a face full of terror.

What terrified the old man from the Xiong State even more was the butcher's knife that he had previously knocked away.

He didn't know when, but his throat had been slashed by the sharp butcher's knife, his belly had been cut open, and most of his heart, spleen, stomach, and large intestine had been pulled out. His arms and thighs were also stabbed in several places.

Time was so short that Zhang An, who rushed towards the carriage, hadn't even returned yet.

It took a long time, and the old man from the Longsword Xiong State found it hard to believe that he had been stabbed so many times in such a short period of time.

The blade struggled to pierce the defenses provided by his body's Qi and Blood energy, but each strike targeted the weakest point, and was both swift and precise.

As if she had practiced for countless years, the old woman's persistent knife work had reached a level of effortless mastery.

There was no stagnation, no slowdown.

With each shout from the young man, the knife slashed at the next part of his body, causing him unimaginable damage.

Countless streams of black and red blood gushed out, and the power within his body rapidly dissipated.

Just as the old man from the Xiong State was about to desperately grab the group of people, he noticed that there was still a short knife in his right hand.

His face paled in horror, and then he saw the young man holding the blue wooden staff raise his head.

You're bleeding!

The other party spoke softly, and the old man from the Xiong State saw his waving arms rapidly begin to rot, and this even extended to his body, numbing him to the point that he could hardly muster any strength.

He stared wide-eyed at his own flesh and blood, which had festered and decayed in just a few moments, and then collapsed to the ground.

Only then did Zhang An rush to the carriage and slash it down with his sword.

Foul-smelling blood splattered everywhere, and the old man's body was kicked to the ground.

"Lord Dongfang, are you alright?"

Zhang An cried out in horror.

"I am fine!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded slowly and put away the innate spiritual object that he had used in an emergency.

The deterrent effect of realms has always been based on high pressure and low defense, and the realm difference required for suppression must be at least two major realms apart.

Even though Zhang Xuezhou activated the deterrent and suppression ability that only cultivators at the Divine Ability Realm possessed ahead of time through Mental Strengthening, the limit he could target was only cultivators at the Consciousness Creation Realm. He had never encountered a cultivator at the Body Transformation Realm with the same cultivation level as himself.

But this innate spiritual object changed the rules of suppression.

From the moment the old man from the Xiong State entered the carriage, the other party was under his suppression, and even though the other party struggled, he could not completely shake off the influence.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know what the other party saw when they were intimidated and suppressed, but the other party was already dead.

Rong Li's butcher knife could barely cut the skin on Xiong State old man's neck and belly, but Zhang An's knife was fatal.

It is very difficult for the True Spirit Realm martial artist to defeat Body Transformation Realm martial artist across realms, but this does not include target practice or taking advantage of the situation.

The old man from the Xiong State was so intimidated that he lost control of his body. Even when Rong Li stabbed him with a knife, he was not fully conscious. However, when he fell down, he did not resist at all and was finally beheaded by Zhang An with a left-handed knife.