The speed at which the assassin came far exceeded Xiao Chen's imagination, and what Xiao Chen didn't expect was that the first person to come was not Ye Zhichu's shadow, but Yuan Feng.

Yuanfeng, the king of sticks, is one of the strongest men in the Yong'an City of Wei State. He has entered the realm of the true self early on, and his stick skills are so superb that he can be called a master of stick skills.

Seemingly sensing that Yuan Feng was not easy to mess with, the galloping Black Wind finally stopped its progress.

Raising the horse's hooves high, Black Wind stood still in place with an extremely exaggerated gesture.

Behind him, Xue Wuwei came on horseback and stood directly in front of Xiao Chen.

"My lord, you go first, I will hold this man back!" Looking at Yuan Feng, Xue Wuwei said coldly.

Xiao Chen hadn't spoken yet, but Yuan Feng smiled coldly and said: "When did that little kid in the Black Armored Army grow up to this point and dare to threaten to stop me? Xue Wuwei, you don't have a soft tone.

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Both of them are well-known people in Yong'an, so it's not surprising that they know each other. But judging from their tone, it seems that the relationship between them is not shallow.

Faced with Yuan Feng's chatter, Xue Wuwei could only say an indifferent voice: "Get out of the way or die!"

"Confused!" Yuan Feng suddenly shouted: "Xue Wuwei, I actually respect you as a man, but how about you, actually loyal to such a good-for-nothing dude?"

"Xiao Chen is idle and causing trouble. This time when he left Yong'an, he caused a huge disaster. As the prince, he will only lead Yong'an into the bottomless abyss. For Yong'an and the people of Yong'an, I must kill him.

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Yuanfeng said with an upright look on his face.

Xue Wuwei chuckled and said: "The duty of the Black Armored Army is to protect the prince and Yong'an."

"I say it again, get out of the way or die."

Yuanfeng's face darkened: "That means there's nothing to talk about?"

"Fight!" Xue Wuwei straightened up his horse and rushed out, with the long and short swords already out of his waist.

Yuan Feng's face turned vicious, and he swung his long stick to attack Xue Wuwei. The battle between the two happened very quickly, and they were fighting almost in an instant.

The battle between two true self-powerful men has long been beyond the understanding of ordinary people. This is also the first time Xiao Chen has seen the scene of a true self-powerful man fighting for his life.

The sword in Xue Wuwei's hand seemed to be carrying a sharp wind. Even if it was lightly hung on Yuan Feng's robe, it would cause huge wrinkles. The same was true for Yuan Feng's long stick.

There were whimpering sounds everywhere in the void. There is no doubt that if someone takes this stick, they will definitely not die or be seriously injured.

The battle between the two became intense almost from the beginning, with dangers lurking everywhere as the weapons were swung, but Xue Wuwei was a soldier after all, and with his indomitable momentum, he still formed an absolute influence on Yuan Feng in terms of momentum.

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Xiao Chen is not good at martial arts, but he also knows that when a master makes a move, the slightest mistake can make a huge difference. Even the difference in momentum can affect the outcome of the battle.

Xue Wuwei's victory is just a matter of time.

Yuanfeng seemed to have expected this, his eyes sank slightly, and then he flew up and jumped up to the eaves in one step.

Xue Wuwei followed closely behind with a sword in hand.

The battlefield between the two quickly changed from a wide street to a rooftop. The battle between two strong men in the True Self realm caused roof tiles to fly and smoke to rise everywhere.

On Heifeng's back, Xiao Chen squinted in the direction of the roof, with a faint look of thought in his eyes.

In the past, Xiao Chen had only heard of Yuan Feng's name, but when he saw him today, Xiao Chen realized that Yuan Feng, who was originally unknown, had such terrifying strength.

According to Zhang Gu's comments about Xue Wuwei, Xiao Chen can feel that even in the realm of the true self, Xue Wuwei is also the strongest among them, but Yuan Feng can actually fight Xue Wuwei to this level, which is enough to show that he

not simple.

The fighting on the rooftops continued, but the fighting on the streets gradually came to an end.

Although thousands of Yingge guards have not received professional training, after all, they are existences that have licked blood in the martial arts.

Facing those assassins of unknown origin, he showed almost overwhelming strength.

The battle between the two sides lasted only about a stick of incense, and most of the assassins on the street were already dead and bleeding like rivers.

There were only a few assassins left, and they had no intention of fighting at this time and were running around.

The guards of Qunying Pavilion did not pursue him deeply, but under the leadership of Zhang Gu, they all moved towards Xiao Chen.

With a serious look on his face, Zhang Guying said: "Your Majesty, the current attack is undoubtedly just an appetizer, and the shadow of Ye Zhichu is still lurking on the side, watching eagerly. The road ahead is not easy."

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not easy for Ye Zhichu to eat this meal."

Zhang Gu didn't speak. He turned his head and glanced at the battle between Xue Wuwei and Yuan Feng on the rooftop, and then withdrew his gaze without interest.

Obviously, Mr. Zhang did not take this level of fighting seriously.

However, Xiao Chen, who took all this into consideration, received a message, which at least meant that Xue Wuwei was not in danger.

"Where are Grandpa Zhang, Mr. Ji, Diexiang and the others?" Xiao Chen asked.

Zhang Gu said: "The carriage at the back is escorted by our dedicated guards. Moreover, their target is you, so it is absolutely safe."

Xiao Chen nodded. During this trip, he deliberately arranged for Ji Wushuang and Du Yingying to be together. The purpose was that if something unexpected happened, with Ji Wushuang's true identity, those people would not dare to do anything to Li Luo's people.

This is Xiao Chen's little thought, but the main thing is that bringing Ji Wushuang with him is, in a sense, tying Li Luo to the chariot.

But at the moment when Xiao Chen was deep in thought, a group of people suddenly came densely on the street.

This group of people were wearing neat white and gray robes, and they all carried a long sword on their backs. When they walked, they walked with a steady gait, and they looked like martial arts masters at first glance.

Especially the leading middle-aged man with a crown on his head was even more imposing, even more impressive than Yuan Feng before him.

The middle-aged man has an extremely powerful appearance, with a Chinese-character face, and even if he doesn't look calm, he gives off a feeling of calmness and self-reliance. At first glance, he looks like someone who has been in a position of power for a long time.

The moment he saw the middle-aged man, Zhang Gu couldn't help but reveal a hint of undisguised contempt in his eyes, obviously looking down on the man.

The middle-aged man looked indifferent. He took a step forward, cupped his hands in front of Zhang Gu, and said in a solemn voice: "Junior Ke Yongchang, I have met my senior."

Upon seeing this, Zhang Gu just sneered and did not make any response.

However, Xiao Chen frowned slightly and murmured: "Is he the gentleman's sword, Ke Yongchang?"

The Gentleman Sword Ke Yongchang is the leader of the Yangming Sect, and one of the few people in the Wei Kingdom who is well-known in the court. It is not that his martial arts are superb, but that Ke Yongchang respects Confucian scholars very much.

I also often interacted with those great scholars.

He attaches great importance to etiquette, respects the emperor and his ministers, and manages the sect with benevolence and righteousness. Unlike many bad people in the world who do whatever they want, Ke Yongchang can be regarded as a rare "behaved" person in the world.
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