To the south of the North Street, there was a row of spacious manors. Not only did the country gentry of Qinghe Town and the rich and powerful merchants lived there, even the residence of Head Constable Hong, who was ruthless in catching criminals in the House of Guards, was located nearby.
The night was dark and the wind was strong. Dark clouds covered the sky, causing the entire Qinghe Town to be plunged into extreme darkness, except for a few lights in the riverside boatyard.
Ziyue walked on a wide road. His face was expressionless, and his footsteps were steady and powerful.
Not long after, he stopped at the entrance of a large courtyard.
Two Qilin stone blocks, one on the left and one on the right, looked like a tiger watching a wolf. Above the door, a tall plaque hung in the middle.
Zhao Mansion!
With a cold smile, Ziyue paused and leaped up in an instant. He stepped on the Qilin stone block on the left and rose up in an instant, flipping over the Zhao Mansion's main gate.
This Zhao Mansion was naturally the residence of the Scorching Sun Gang's Left Guardian, Zhao Jing.
Ever since the other party sent Liu He and Kou Yun to kill him, Ziyue had already made a decision in his heart.
Instead of dealing with the other party's endless troubles and the possibility of an assassination attempt from time to time, it would be better to end all troubles and directly end the other party.
To him, this decision was not hard to make. The only thing he was worried about was his lack of strength.
However, after this trip, not only did Ziyue's martial arts improve greatly, he had also become a true Martial Artist at the peak of Internal Refinement. Even if he was not as good as Zhao Jing, who had already reached the realm of Internal Force, he would not be powerless.
More importantly, in terms of Immortal Cultivation, his progress was even greater.
The fifth level of Qi Cultivation. This level might not be quantitatively comparable to the Martial Artist Realm, but in terms of methods, after fighting with the Five Channel Chiefs and the malicious ghosts, he already had absolute confidence.
The Zhao Mansion was not considered big. Other than a huge garden in the front yard, there was only a waiting room in the middle and a residence in the backyard.
Ziyue's gaze swept over, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
At this time, there was still light in the waiting room.
However, at this time, Ziyue was also skilled and bold. With a leap, he approached.
"Master, I've already made arrangements with the authorities. The Lord Guardian has already agreed that he won't interfere with our gang's internal affairs. Even if there really is chaos on that day, he won't send anyone over.
As for the gang, there are already four supervisors who have sided with us. It seems that your promotion to the position of Sect Master is already in the bag. "
An excited voice could be heard.
"Uncle Qin, it's still too early to be happy. Everything has to wait until that matter is confirmed.
That's right, it has already been two days. Is there still no news from Liu He and the others?
Hall Master Li Zhao is an extremely shrewd old fox. As long as the news of Ziyue's death doesn't reach his ears, he won't help us.
Only by confirming that Ziyue is dead can my position as the Sect Master be assured. "
Following this, Zhao Jing's voice could be heard.
"Not yet. Logically speaking, there should have been news yesterday. Could there have been an accident?"
The person that Zhao Jing addressed as Uncle Qin muttered to himself doubtfully.
"Not good!"
Suddenly, Zhao Jing stood up and looked at the door with some uncertainty.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Uncle Qin was also startled. Following this, he felt a chill on his body. A layer of dense Yin Qi surged in majestically, enveloping the entire waiting room and even the entire Zhao Residence.
In an instant, he felt his vision darken. Even if he opened his eyes with all his might, he could only vaguely see the scene within three meters. Beyond that, it was pitch-black. He couldn't see anything at all.
"Sect Master Wu!"
Zhao Jing's voice paused between each word. With a grave expression, he said, "I believe that I don't have any great enmity with Sect Master Wu. Previously, when I besieged the Ghost Head Stronghold, I was only following orders and following the crowd. When I refined your corpse, I didn't put in much effort. Sect Master Wu, why are you making things difficult for me?
If Sect Master Wu lacks travel expenses or needs my help, Sect Master Wu, please let me know. I will do my best to help Sect Master Wu. I won't go back on my word. "
Compared to Uncle Qin, Zhao Jing's range of vision was better due to his higher cultivation. He could vaguely see everything within five meters.
However, even so, Uncle Qin was still panicking in his heart.
After experiencing the battle at the Ghost Head Stronghold, Uncle Qin was very clear about Sect Master Wu's methods. Even the Sect Master, who was a third-rate Sect Master, couldn't escape death. Uncle Qin didn't think that he was a match for Sect Master Wu.
Even if Sect Master Wu's Dharma Treasure and refined corpse seemed to be damaged, how could he block Sect Master Wu's attacks?
Therefore, Uncle Qin chose to show weakness at the first moment.
Standing outside the door, Ziyue was slightly startled when he heard Uncle Qin's words. He didn't expect Zhao Jing to admit defeat so easily.
If he was really the Sect Master Wu, it wasn't impossible for him to let Sect Master Wu go.
After all, Sect Master Wu was someone who would soon become the Sect Master of the Scorching Sun Gang in Qinghe Town. Once he controlled him, he would be very useful.
However, Uncle Qin wasn't the Sect Master Wu.
It was already impossible for him to resolve the conflict with Zhao Jing.
Uncle Qin waved his hand slightly and the twenty-four Yin Souls in the Soul Amassing Banner lined up.
Then, a picture scroll unfurled and a swordsman silently condensed in front of him.
After all, they were fighting in the city. Naturally, he couldn't release an enormous being like the Eagle.
After waiting silently for a long time, Uncle Qin still didn't receive a response. Moreover, he could vaguely feel some special energy waves coming from outside the door. Zhao Jing's heart became even more flustered. He hurriedly said, "Sect Master Wu, you and I don't have any grudges. Why do you have to kill each other and do such a thing that harms others without benefiting yourself?
I know that Sect Master Wu must have come here to seek revenge.
Actually, I don't like the way Li Xun does things.
If you don't feel at ease, I can help you find Lee Hoon for revenge.
I know that Lee Hoon has an older brother named Li Qing who runs a business in Wujiang County. We can make a move on him first and then find a chance to kill Lee Hoon.
I can even help you in the dark and rebuild the Ghost Head Stronghold. Your name will definitely be even more resounding … "
Seeing that there was no sound from the other side of the darkness, Zhao Jing hurriedly struck while the iron was hot. He said, "At that time, we can also join forces. The Scorching Sun Gang will be in the legal way and the Ghost Head Stronghold will be in the underworld. Wouldn't the entire Qinghe Town be ours to do as we please?
At that time, we can naturally make a fortune and enjoy endless power … We can only win if we work together. "
A strange expression gradually appeared on Ziyue's face.
Zhao Jing's shamelessness had really broken through a certain limit.
To a certain extent, he was really an ambitious and ruthless person.
However, the more he was like this, the more Ziyue couldn't let him go.
It was naturally better for such a ruthless and unscrupulous enemy to die.
With a slight tap, twenty-four evil spirits rushed into the reception hall like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
Even the swordsman turned into a stream of light and directly flew out.
At this time, Ziyue calmly tapped in front of himself. A transparent film of light enveloped his entire body.
Immediately after, he took out a small black shield from his waist and prepared to activate it at any time.
Even if he was full of confidence, this Zhao Jing was after all an expert of the inner force realm. His strength was not ordinary, so he naturally had to be fully prepared.
Then, Ziyue's Mental Energy surged.
In the blink of an eye, a small green sword hanging on his waist trembled slightly and shot out from his body, floating in front of him.
The Spiritual Energy in his body turned into flowing water and quickly flowed into it.
In the blink of an eye, the green light sword bloomed with a layer of light.
With a thought, the sword light turned into a stream of light.
"Channel Leader Wu, do you really want to fight to the death?"
Feeling that something was wrong, Zhao Jing looked up to the sky and roared. The Inner Force in his body surged from his throat. His voice shook the void and almost pierced through the clouds.
Even if the entire Zhao Mansion was enveloped by Ziyue's Yin Qi, this voice still penetrated and spread to the outside of the Zhao Mansion.
Then, Zhao Jing did not hesitate. His body suddenly stopped in the room and his Inner Force surged. He stepped on the stone floor of the hall and broke it. Then, he turned into a flash of lightning and rushed out of the door.
At the same time, Uncle Qin also moved. Although Uncle Qin was old, at his peak, he had reached the peak of the inner training realm. Now, even if his Qi and blood were declining, he still had the strength of a warrior in the later stage of the inner training realm.
He suddenly grabbed the table and chair beside him and threw it out of the door. Then, his body moved and broke through the wooden wall at the side, falling into another room.
Almost in an instant, more than twenty Yin Spirits appeared in front of Zhao Jing. They turned into ghost claws and directly grabbed at him.
Zhao Jing shouted. His Qi and blood were like smoke. He slightly opened his hands, which were as sharp as an eagle's claws. Cold Yin Qi surged into his hands and his hands suddenly turned pitch black.
Eagle Strike 10!
Sizzle!
Sizzle!
Sizzle!
Like a roc spreading its wings and an eagle soaring into the sky, Zhao Jing was incomparably fierce. He directly entered the midst of the Yin Spirits. His claws were like lightning, directly tearing the Yin Spirits in half.
In a short period of time, an entire five souls had been heavily damaged by him, and when his dense vital blood poured onto them, it was like water pouring into hot oil, causing numerous sizzling sounds of souls being obliterated resounded from them.
In the blink of an eye, the five souls were completely extinguished.
Whoosh!
A flash of sword light suddenly lit up in front of him. Zhao Jing's expression did not change. He slightly opened and closed his eagle-like claws.
Bang!
The long sword suddenly broke. Zhao Jing's body was like a bull as he charged forward.
With a boom, the swordsman's entire body was smashed into pieces and turned into little bits of flowing light.
However, at this time, Ziyue's magic weapon, the small sword, also arrived.
It was silent, but extremely fast. Zhao Jing suddenly realized. He wanted to adjust his body to deal with it, but it was too late.
He could only slightly move his body to the side, avoiding the vital part of his heart.
Puff!
However, the other side of his body was also fiercely penetrated at the same time.
Blood spurted out and splattered on the ground.
"Master!"