Ten years of dormancy: Starting as a martial arts master at the pinnacle

madman!

In the eyes of the Golden Guards and the head constables of the Six Doors, these assassins were certainly not good people.

But how good can this Chen Changfeng be?

In the eyes of these henchmen of Kyoto, there is no difference between the martial artists who engage in combat in Kyoto.

They're all trouble...

Those with powerful connections might get some leeway from that pack of mad dogs. They'll lock them up in jail for a few days, scare them a bit, and then release them.

Without concrete evidence of wrongdoing, they also didn't want to offend the major sects, lest they cause turmoil throughout the martial arts world.

But those without connections aren't so lucky.

If you happen to encounter someone with a good temper, they might beat them up and recruit them.

If you encounter someone with a bad temper, just kill them with a single blow and bury them on the ground.

This is all commonplace.

In their eyes, Chen Changfeng was a lone wolf with no background or origin.

No matter how strong he is.

Isn't he afraid of attracting an attack from the court's top experts?

Hong Fu Nu had obviously thought of this as well. She looked at Li Changqing following behind them, her eyes filled with deep worry.

She did not believe that Li Changqing's actions were mindless and impulsive.

The other party must be highly skilled and daring.

Even if he were targeted by the court's experts, he was fully confident that he could escape.

"Where did this jinx come from?"

Lord Qing also roared in a low voice.

As the three of them led the way in running, the assassins behind them fell one after another.

"puff!"

"Snapped!"

"puff!!"

"Smack!!!"

One, two, three...

Seven!

Ten!!

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When the Golden Guards and experts from the Six Doors arrived.

Of the more than one hundred assassins, only three-quarters remain.

More than twenty assassins have been caught up with by Li Changqing and have been killed.

The assassins were originally emotionless killing machines.

But at this moment, the assassins being chased by Lin Fan felt as if a Grim Reaper was relentlessly pursuing them.

Death continued to wield its scythe, reaping their lives.

If you run even a little slower, you'll be dead in no time.

This feeling is terrifying!

Li Changqing was like a nightmare to them, constantly chasing and pressuring them.

The first Golden Guards to arrive had a round gold badge hanging on their chests, protecting them.

This is a symbol of high-ranking members of the Golden Guard.

He is at least a commander of a thousand households, and possibly even higher.

In fact, this was a thousand households.

The commotion at General Changsheng's mansion was so great that even the mighty Golden Guards wouldn't dare to get involved without a sufficiently powerful leader.

A powerful martial artist is certainly worthy of respect.

But at the same time, it also makes people wary.

In the eyes of ordinary people, martial artists are not much different from demons.

One moment of carelessness could lead to being accidentally injured, or even losing one's life. The lives of the Golden Guards are precious; they won't willingly seek death unless absolutely necessary.

The leader of the thousand-man troops was dumbfounded as he watched the black-clad assassins rushing towards him.

He was just a minor Grandmaster; where had he ever seen such a scene before?

"My God, is this some kind of ghost?"

"Which assassin headquarters is this, organizing a coordinated operation?"

"This is outrageous!"

This is Kyoto, why are they sending out so many assassins? What are they trying to do?

The Golden Guard's men suppressed their unease and muttered amongst themselves.

The leader of the thousand households was even more upset.

Why did he have to run into such a huge problem?

Before the commander could continue thinking, his Golden Guards noticed something amiss.

"Sir, something's not right!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

The leader of the thousand-household commanders looked like he was about to explode on the spot, and he asked impatiently.

"These assassins don't seem to be on a mission; they seem to be evading capture."

"What did you say? These assassins are on the run?"

An assassin evading his pursuers? That's ridiculous!

Qianhu doubted his ears for a moment. Had he misheard?

But he soon realized he hadn't misheard.

Facing a group of nearly a hundred assassins, half of whom were innate level, and others were masters and grandmasters.

He only gathered a dozen or so Golden Guards, even though each of them was a Xiantian (a high-level cultivator).

Even when faced with hundreds of assassins, they would still perish on the spot.

How dare they stop them?

Everyone knows that assassins are true outlaws, and there are no rules to follow.

However, this terrifying assassin group is currently in a terrible state, not good at all.

Behind them, a figure moved even faster, constantly chasing after them.

During the chase, the fleeing assassins were like lambs to the slaughter.

Who knows when they might be caught up and die on the spot.

These nearly one hundred assassins not only failed to surround and kill their opponents, but were instead treated as prey by the enemy.

"When did such a master appear in Kyoto?"

The Golden Guards maintained strict control over the underworld in Kyoto.

While powerful martial artists may not be restricted, they will certainly be subject to surveillance.

But they had never heard of this young man, dressed in tattered clothes and with a bluish complexion, before.

They look like members of the Beggars' Sect. But when did the Beggars' Sect come to have such a powerful force?

"Sir, should we stop them?"

Upon hearing his subordinate's suggestion, the leading commander immediately glared at him fiercely.

"Are you crazy? Let's wait until the dogs have fought before we get involved in this dogfight."

That's well said.

But which of these Golden Guards isn't a shrewd person who can read between the lines?

They knew perfectly well that their commander was afraid.

"Wait a little longer. With such a commotion, the palace officials and commanders won't stand idly by."

Just as this commander said this...

People from the Six Doors and the Five Cities Garrison have also arrived.

"Where did this scoundrel come from? Surrender obediently, or don't blame me for being impolite."

The patrolling soldiers of the five cities were a group of reckless men bursting with a sense of justice.

They were all sons of noble families in Kyoto, and they were least afraid of doing this kind of work that offended people.

Since they took office, the atmosphere in Kyoto has been completely transformed.

It's easy to imagine that recruiting this group of troublesome young masters would be a top-notch, open strategy that kills two birds with one stone.

On the one hand, troublemakers have something to do, and on the other hand, they are kept in check, whether they are local thugs or young masters from official families.

Everyone has to keep a low profile.

At this point, however, their actions were suicidal.

Standing before them were not thugs, but a group of cold-blooded killing machines.

"Ignore them. Anyone looking for death, kill them on the spot!"

The white-robed leader was already filled with deep fear.

He knew that Li Changqing's target was him.

That's why, even though they could have escaped separately, the white-robed leader didn't do so.

Instead, they collectively followed behind him, becoming his cannon fodder.

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