Da Xuan Martial Saint

"Zheng Yong..."

Shang Qinglai's face hardened as he knew that he could not possibly stand against Zheng Yong, who differed not just a little from him with his Body Refinement Perfection compared to Shang Qinglai's Minor Achievement.

If only he had achieved Major Achievement in Body Refinement, he might have been able to hold him off for a short time.

"Die!"

Zheng Yong, his face twisted in ferocity, forced Shang Qinglai back with a swipe of his blade, then showed no mercy, his murderous intent fully revealed.

The man was ferocious and didn't care that Shang Qinglai was dressed in the blue uniform of a government officer; indeed, slaughtering government officers wasn't new to him, but this was his first time striking at a Head Constable.

"How dare you!"

Head Constable Zhang Tong, witnessing this, roared angrily and rushed forward with his blade to aid Shang Qinglai.

Together with Shang Qinglai, he was one of Wutong Grove District City Defense Division's strongest members, their core elite. Shang Qinglai had developed Blade Momentum and Minor Achievement in Body Refinement, whereas Zhang Tong lacked Blade Momentum but had reached the realm of Body Refinement Perfection.

In terms of strength, he was not much inferior to Zheng Yong, but there was a clear gap in skill when it came to possessing Momentum.

Clang! Clang!

With several clear metallic clangs, Zhang Tong's swung blade deviated off course under Zheng Yong's guidance. Even together with Shang Qinglai, they still couldn't match Zheng Yong.

Zheng Yong himself burst into a wild laugh, fighting against two with ferocious blade skills, pressing them back step by step until the third Head Constable stepped forward with his blade, and only then, with three of them fighting like swirling lanterns, were they barely able to hold him back.

"Go!"

Zheng Hong watched the scene, his eyes cold and worried that Zheng Yong might venture too deeply alone and suddenly face danger, thus he waved his hand.

Behind him, a group of Protector martial masters and house servants immediately showed their cruel intentions and surged forward.

Common characters, upon seeing a government officer, even if somewhat capable, would usually restrain themselves, not daring to strike with full force, but the people of the Zheng Family, used to acting cruelly and overbearingly, cared not at all that they faced government officers; nor did the Protector martial masters or those house servants show any fear.

For a moment,

Hundreds of men from both sides clashed right there on the street.

Though the street was broad, it was not spacious enough for hundreds from both sides to line up in a single row; rather, they were entirely mixed up in a brawl.

Zheng Yong, fierce in strength, matched three without falling behind. Another such powerful figure in the Zheng Family was Zheng Hong, who, wielding a Beheading Knife, saw that the situation favored the Zheng Family as the most formidable government officers engaged Zheng Yong, leaving other Protector martial masters unobstructed.

Thus, he did not rush into the crowd but intensely monitored every movement.

And just then,

A figure clad in dark green officer's uniform descended from the sky, landing directly in the midst of the battlefield where Zheng Yong was.

"Step back,"

Chen Mu, holding his Servant's Knife, spoke lightly. Enjoy reading at m v-lem-pyr

Overall, the conflict between the City Defense Division and the Zheng Family showed no advantage for the City Defense Division, even Zheng Hong, the family head, had yet to make a move; no wonder the previous Prefecture Chief Xu Feng had always been unable to deal with the Zheng Family in Wutong Grove District.

The Zheng Family, inherently stronger than the City Defense Division and backed by the Inner City, excelled not only in open conflict but also in shady schemes. If it weren't for the City Defense Division ultimately embodying the nature of the 'Government', Xu Feng might have struggled even to stand in the complex situation of Wutong Grove District.

But,

The current Prefecture Chief was no longer Xu Feng, but him, Chen Mu!

"Yes, sir!"

Seeing Chen Mu take action, Shang Qinglai and Zhang Tong, along with the third man, finally breathed a sigh of relief. After respectfully responding, they immediately stepped back.

Zheng Yong did not continue pursuing Shang Qinglai and the others, but glanced sidelong at Chen Mu. Though he did not recognize Chen Mu, he recognized the dark green uniform of a City Defense Division Prefecture Chief.

"Are you Chen Mu?"

Zheng Yong sneered coldly, his eyes brimming with ferocity as he suddenly charged at Chen Mu.

He had heard that the new Head Constable was a man of the Chief Constable Xu Hongyu and was about the same age as him, which greatly displeased him. He had seen Xu Hongyu from afar a few times and was stunned by her beauty, harboring some unusual thoughts deep within.

However, first, the Zheng Family was nowhere near the Yu Family in terms of status, and second, he himself was no match for Xu Hongyu, so he could only endure it in silence.

Now here was Chen Mu, young and already gaining the favor of Xu Hongyu—Zheng Yong was naturally very displeased. By what merit did he deserve Xu Hongyu's attention?

Clang!

The two blades collided, sparking in the dim moonlight.

This time was distinctly different; previously, when Zheng Yong drew his blade, he could generally overpower one of the trio—Shang Qinglai or Zhang Tong—with the other two needing to team up just to barely fend him off.

But this time, Zheng Yong's blade, infused with the force of opening mountains, was effortlessly intercepted by what seemed to be an unremarkable Servant's Knife in Chen Mu's hand.

"Hey, there's quite some skill there."

Zheng Yong's blade had no effect, he snorted coldly, but his demeanor had already turned solemn.

At this moment, Zheng Hong realized something was amiss here. Worried that Zheng Yong would be endangered by Chen Mu and Shang Qinglai and others' joint attack, he swung his blade and rushed over. Meanwhile, Shang Qinglai and his group quickly engaged him in combat.

Compared to Zheng Yong, Zheng Hong was older and his Blade Technique was more solid. Facing three opponents alone, he seemed even more oppressive than Zheng Yong, giving off a nearly invincible impression.

However.

Just as the situation seemed very unfavorable for the City Defense Division, something that no one had anticipated occurred.

Chen Mu stepped forward with his blade, his expression calm, right as the dim moonlight was obscured by dark mist, plunging everything into darkness.

In the darkness, Zheng Hong instinctively parried with three blades, repelling Shang Qinglai and his men, protecting himself while only the clear, loud clash of metal was heard from Chen Mu's side. Then, it all suddenly fell silent.

The obscured crescent moon soon reappeared slightly.

A streak of moonlight shone down, revealing the scene. Chen Mu stood there with a calm demeanor, the tip of his Servant's Knife faintly stained with blood.

Zheng Yong stood before him, his eyes wide as if seeing a horrifying and unbelievable scene, freezing on the spot.

Clang!

The knife in Zheng Yong's hand dropped to the ground.

A line of blood slowly emerged on his neck, his hands reached up to grasp his throat tightly. As blood spurted from between his fingers, he collapsed.

Before he died, his gaze at Chen Mu still held a hint of disbelief.

"This is impossible!"

Zheng Hong couldn't believe what he saw, his eyes filled with shock.

Zheng Yong was almost equal to him in all aspects, just slightly less experienced in actual combat, trained in the Qian Heaven Kun Earth's thick and strong Gen Mountain Blade Technique, known for its formidable defense. How could he just die so abruptly on the spot!

In shock,

Zheng Hong's eyes swiftly swept around, searching for the hidden enemy who had dealt the blow, but found no trace. Moreover, only a single blade clash was heard amidst that total darkness.

At this moment, it wasn't just Zheng Hong.

Shang Qinglai and his men were also taken aback.

Everyone looked at Zheng Yong's body, their expressions turning to shock.

Zheng Yong!

Such a man of Body Refinement Perfection, commanding Blade Momentum, had died so abruptly and inexplicably on the battlefield. Moreover, his startled expression before his death made the circumstances even more bizarre.

What exactly happened in that moment when the moonlight was obscured?