"You..." Huang Xing felt a surge of anger upon hearing such threatening words.

"What's wrong, not choosing? Then I'll choose for you..." Yue Shan said calmly, raising his heavy blade with one hand. He stepped forward, and the ground seemed to shake as if a boulder had fallen.

"Hmph!" Huang Xing snorted coldly and slashed at Yue Shan with his blade.

"Bang!"

Huang Xing's blade collided with Yue Shan's, and Huang Xing was directly knocked back several meters. He stumbled three steps before stopping, his right hand trembling slightly.

Looking at his blade again, there was a significant gash in it.

"Such tremendous force!" Huang Xing muttered, deeply wary of the hulking man before him.

Yue Shan said nothing, seizing the opportunity to continue his attack. Each swing of the heavy blade stirred up a gust of wind that even Chen Yuan, watching from the sidelines, could clearly feel.

The tables had turned!

Huang Xing dared not engage Yue Shan in a head-on clash, forced to dodge repeatedly, his footing already becoming unsteady.

"Yue Shan's strength has increased again!"

Someone from Zhang Xuan's group, watching from several hundred meters away, exclaimed in admiration.

"Within the Nangling Prefecture Sky Patrol, there isn't anyone who can surpass Yue Shan in pure strength within the same realm," a man with a scar on his face murmured.

"Damn it, what exactly did Yue Shan eat to grow up so big..."

"You all talk too much," Zhang Xuan said indifferently.

At these words, the others behind him instantly fell silent.

"Good!"

Seeing the brawny man the magistrate had found manage to suppress Huang Xing right from the start, Tie Xuan was immediately overjoyed.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan also stopped watching and proactively engaged a Huang family guard, slicing off one of his arms with a blade.

Those hesitant constables now hesitated no longer, shouting as they charged toward the Huang family members.

They didn't dare act against the wind, but picking up merits in a favorable situation was something none of them would miss.

Huang Xing was pushed back step by step, shouting at Huang Shengnian:

"Patriarch!"

"Bang!!!"

Tie Xuan struck Huang Shengnian in the chest with the butt of his spear, sending him staggering back several steps. Huang Shengnian covered his chest, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth as he exhaled deeply.

"Huang Shengnian, even at this point, you still refuse to allow the yamen to search, showing that you truly harbor evil intentions!" Tie Xuan snorted coldly.

Huang Shengnian glanced at Tie Xuan, then at Huang Xing and the other Huang family martial artists being suppressed not far away. He took out a small flute from his chest, placing it to his lips and blowing.

"Woo..."

The resonant sound echoed for miles around.

Afterward, Huang Shengnian crushed the flute:

"Tie Xuan, you're right. My Huang family has long since pledged allegiance to the Holy Sect. Since you've come to our door, then today, leave your life here!"

"Just you?"

"Of course, not just me. The Holy Sect has countless experts; someone will naturally draw out your soul and refine it!"

"Looks like the main event is about to begin..." Zhang Xuan chuckled upon hearing the long, drawn-out sound.

One breath,

Ten breaths,

Thirty breaths...

Huang Shengnian's expression grew increasingly unsightly. The Holy Sect's experts had not appeared as promised!

Suddenly, a loud explosion erupted from within the Huang residence, and several dark figures leaped out, disappearing into the dimly lit streets in an instant.

"Something's wrong, those guys are trying to escape!" Zhang Xuan's gaze sharpened, and he ordered the others around him:

"Chase!"

After speaking, Zhang Xuan leaped down from the rooftop, chasing after the direction the dark figures had disappeared. The Sky Patrol guards around him did not dare hesitate, exerting their full strength to follow behind Zhang Xuan.

Yue Shan, who was suppressing Huang Xing, frowned upon seeing Zhang Xuan and the others give chase. He took a deep breath, knocking Huang Xing away with a single strike before pressing forward, unleashing a punch.

Huang Xing's expression changed, and he was about to retreat, but it was already too late. Yue Shan's imposing figure was already before him, and he only had time to hold his blade in front of him.

"Bang!"

Yue Shan's terrifying strength bent the blade, directly impacting Huang Xing's body.

"Puh..."

Huang Xing knelt on the ground, clutching his chest, the bloodstains already soaking his clothes.

Yue Shan glared at Huang Xing, took a step forward, and the ground shook. He leaped into the air, swinging his heavy blade down with a thunderous crash. Huang Xing forcibly mustered his strength to dodge to the side.

The heavy blade struck the ground, smashing a crater.

Then, Yue Shan's leg, like a massive stone pillar, sent Huang Xing flying several meters away. He lay sprawled on the ground, gasping for breath, several of his ribs broken by the force of the kick.

Each breath was a piercing pain.

"This guy is finished. Watch over him..." Yue Shan said to Chen Yuan, who was battling Huang family guards not far away. After that, without even a word of farewell, he turned and chased after the direction Zhang Xuan and the others had left.

Chen Yuan cleaved a Huang family martial artist in front of him in half, and his feet quickly charged towards Huang Xing.

At this moment, neither side cared about status anymore; kill if you can.

"Sir!"

An old yamen runner, a trusted aide of Huang Xing, saw Chen Yuan step forward and hurriedly blocked Huang Xing's path, holding his blade and staring straight at Chen Yuan, he said in a low voice:

"Get out of here!"

Chen Yuan looked at the old yamen runner who had been around the county yamen for many years, and said:

"Huang Xing's rebellion is already conclusive evidence. Are you sure you want to oppose the county yamen for Huang Xing? Have you thought about what will happen to your family and relatives?"

"Chen Yuan, who do you think you are to lecture me?"

"Be sensible and get out of here, otherwise, I will cut you down!"

Chen Yuan said no more. Beneath his clothes, golden paint spread all over his body, and a glint of gold flashed in his eyes, his strength soaring. He quickly charged forward three steps.

"Shua!"

A flash of white light, Drawing Blade Technique!

The blade slashed across the old yamen runner's hand holding the blade, blood spurted several meters away, his face twisted in pain, his arm trembled, and he looked at Chen Yuan in horror.

That blade, so fast!

He had also practiced the Drawing Blade Technique, but his speed was definitely not that fast. One blade, just one blade, and he was crippled.

With the blade out of its sheath, Chen Yuan slipped forward, already close, and the blade light materialized.

"Shua!"

Half of the yamen runner's arm was cut off by a single blow, and then, Chen Yuan punched him in the chest.

"Bang!"

The yamen runner flew backward, landing close to Huang Xing.

Chen Yuan walked forward with a calm expression, squatted down, patted the yamen runner's face with the blade, and said in a low voice:

"Two taels of silver a month, what are you risking your life for!"

"Heh... cough cough..."

The yamen runner lay on the ground, the bloody foam from his mouth spilling out of the corners of his lips, looking at Chen Yuan in disbelief.

Hadn't he only been in the county yamen for just over a year?

Why was his strength so strong?

Both at the Blood Refining level, he was lying on the ground after just one exchange.

Chen Yuan stood up, looked around, and no one had time to pay attention to his side of the situation. He wiped the blood on the blade on the yamen runner's body, and Chen Yuan walked towards Huang Xing expressionlessly.

"This subordinate greets you, sir..."

Chen Yuan smiled, narrowing his eyes.

"Chen Yuan!!!"

Huang Xing glared at Chen Yuan, gnashing his teeth.

"Don't look at this subordinate with such an expression, this subordinate will be afraid..."

"You are very good..."

"Of course, I am very good!" Chen Yuan smiled.