I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

The atmosphere inside Yihetang was somewhat tense.

Wang Piaopiao stared blankly at Zhou Qi, suddenly feeling that he was a complete stranger.

The short, stout man was even more confused!

Killing Zhou Qi and leaving Wang Piaopiao alive can be seen as a gift to celebrate his breakthrough to the eighth rank, and there will be enough time for Wang Piaopiao to regret every curse she uttered against him.

If we kill Wang Piaopiao but keep Zhou Qi, how will we celebrate?

"Nausea!"

"You disgust me!"

The short, stout man finally understood.

The flowers that city people play with.

He can't accept it!

"You better die right now!"

Bang!

A chair suddenly slammed down on Zhou Qi, but it deflected the scissors that were aimed at him.

The short, stout man's expression changed, and he suddenly turned around to look.

"Manager Li!"

"Brother Li, please save me!"

Wang Piaopiao and her companion were overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhuang discovered that he had secretly slipped out and found this place!

"Li Zhuang".

The short, stout man stared coldly at Li Zhuang, who strode towards him. With each step Li Zhuang took, his aura grew stronger.

In the blink of an eye, Li Zhuang arrived three meters in front of the short, stout man. Golden patterns, like dragon scales, were faintly visible on his arms and neck, revealing his eighth-grade martial arts cultivation!

"A martial artist at the mid-eighth rank!"

"So you're the one who attacked the Third Miss?!"

Li Zhuang looked down at the short, stout man who resembled a mischievous child, and coldly demanded, "Who gave you the audacity?!"

Whoosh!

Two golden rays of light responded to Li Zhuang.

Li Zhuang's expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and threw two punches, sending the two pairs of scissors flying.

Su Wuchen, who followed, looked at the scissors lying on the ground with a surprised expression.

Good guy.

This guy actually has stock on hand?

"Ninth Grade Perfection!"

Having determined the opponent's cultivation level, Zhao Fei and his companion dared not let their guard down.

Taking advantage of the moment when Li Zhuang stopped the other party, they quickly led Wang Piaopiao and the other person to a safe area.

"How did you find us?"

Having survived the ordeal, Wang Piaopiao was somewhat puzzled.

She ran away without telling anyone, so why did Li Zhuang find her here?

"It's him."

"We guessed that you would seek out your friend to take revenge on him, so we followed the clues and found our way here."

After listening to Zhao Fei and the other person's explanation, Wang Piaopiao couldn't help but look at Su Wuchen.

Despite looking completely helpless, he's surprisingly quick-witted.

and many more.

"What are you doing?"

"Let me see if there's any way to save those four people."

The four ninth-rank martial artists brought Su Wuchen not only an increase in strength, but also an improvement in his overall power!

The source energy within his body surged rapidly, directly elevating his cultivation to the mid-stage of the ninth rank!

Su Wuchen suppressed his joy and shook his head with regret, "It's a pity, they are already beyond dead."

Wang Piaopiao: "..."

Zhou Qi exclaimed with relief, "Luckily you arrived in time, otherwise we would have died here."

Zhao Fei laughed, "Don't worry, this guy can't escape! We notified the head constable when we arrived here, and he's on his way!"

With Li Zhuang, a martial artist at the mid-eighth rank, and an eighth-rank constable on his way, Zhao Fei couldn't imagine what tricks this short, stout guy could possibly have up his sleeve to slip away from them!

Bang bang bang!

The golden scissors were knocked away, and Li Zhuang strode up to the short, fat man, then threw a punch.

The fist landed precisely on the short, stout man's chest, producing a cracking sound. It was as if something on the man's body had been shattered by Li Zhuang's punch!

The short, stout man coughed up blood and staggered backward, crushing paving stones under his feet and causing a large amount of irregular armor to fall to the ground.

cough cough cough.

Damn!

The short, stout man stared intently at Li Zhuang. If he hadn't been injured by the female warrior when he attacked her earlier, how could he have been defeated so quickly?

"With this little strength, you dare to attack my young lady?"

Li Zhuang stared coldly at the short, stout man wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "He truly has no sense of mortality!"

"Abandon your cultivation and kneel before the young lady!"

"She doesn't even deserve it!"

The short, stout man stood up with a strange, chuckling laugh, the sound of his laughter suddenly becoming somewhat eerie.

"All phenomena are illusory..."

Buddhist scriptures?

Li Zhuang raised an eyebrow. This guy really did kill a Buddhist cultivator!

Just then, a dark horse suddenly emerged.

Zhou Qi suddenly raised the colorful sword in his hand and stabbed it at Wang Piaopiao who was standing to the side!

"Be careful!"

Su Wuchen exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly retreated to distance himself from Wang Piaopiao and the other two.

Zhao Fei and Wang Xu reacted quickly. As their longsword pierced Wang Piaopiao's skin, they pinned Zhou Qi to the ground. No matter how much Zhou Qi struggled, he was unable to break free.

Hearing the noise behind him, Li Zhuang turned around and saw what looked like an Arhat standing in front of him, his eyes wide with anger!

"phantom!"

Li Zhuang was startled, and then he understood.

But just as he was about to break free of the illusion, a sharp pain shot through his back!

Boom boom boom!

Li Zhuang staggered forward several steps before regaining his balance, but he felt a burning, excruciating pain in his back, and his blood and qi were rapidly draining away!

Looking back, he saw two vicious pythons coiled around the short, fat man's shoulders, one on each side.

"Very well, you not only killed the Buddhist monk, but you also turned his Buddhist teachings into heretical practices!"

Li Zhuang gritted his teeth, never expecting that he, a martial artist at the mid-stage of the eighth rank, would fall victim to the other party's sneak attack!

Even worse, he had a vague feeling that there was poison in the wound on his back!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"So what if he's an eighth-rank martial artist?"

The short, stout man's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Who told you to willingly become someone else's dog?!"

"If they hadn't affected your mind, how could I have obtained this divine secret to severely injure you? Today, I will surely step over your corpses to achieve the Eighth Rank!!"

Li Zhuang's back muscles tightened, and drops of dark blood dripped onto the ground.

The short, stout man said, "Don't even think about using your Source Qi. The faster you use it, the faster you'll die!"

"It's not certain who will die first!"

Li Zhuang took out a pill, popped it into his mouth, and turned around to shout, "You take the young lady and go first, I'll hold him off!"

"Manager Li, if we practice together, we might just be able to take him down!"

Zhao Fei knocked Zhou Qi unconscious with a single punch, then quickly stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Li Zhuang.

Wang Xu: "Me too!"

"And what about me?"

Seeing Zhao Fei and the other two rush forward, Su Wuchen was dumbfounded. If Zhou Qi woke up, wouldn't he and Wang Piaopiao be in big trouble?

"Since you have no cultivation, you don't need to get involved."

"right!"

"You just need to protect the young lady."

"...?"

Three crude thugs!

Su Wuchen covered his face with his hands. "Am I going to help you catch people?"

I'm worried about my safety!

Wang Piaopiao seemed to understand Su Wuchen's meaning, "I will protect you."

Su Wuchen glanced at him sideways: "You'll protect me?"

Wang Piaopiao silently took out a pill the size of a finger from her pocket and handed it to Su Wuchen.

"If Zhou Qi wakes up, you will..."

"how?"

"Smash it on his head."

and many more.

Why aren't you worried about the obsessed cultivator in front of you, but instead you're worried about this weakling?