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The chilly wind was sharp, stirring up countless dust.

The entire street above was filled with solemnity and silence.

Countless Brocade Guards had thoroughly encircled the residence. They stared fiercely at the house, waiting for Qian Ning’s command to capture the traitor inside.

Qian Ning, along with King Chujiang in disguise and several experts, had been standing several dozen yards from the house’s front gate since early on. It was strange that he did not order them to get started immediately.

Step!

Step!

Step!

Suddenly, rhythmic footsteps emanated from within the quiet residence, reaching the ears of everyone present.

The footfall was heavy and slow, with each step seemingly imbued with a special will. Though they had yet to see the person behind the footsteps, everybody seemed to be able to feel his thoughts and will, inexplicably drawn to the rhythm.

“Master!”

This was the thought that sprang to the minds of all the Third-grade martial artists present.

The experts that Qian Ning had invited with various methods also gradually withdrew the contempt from their faces.

Indeed, there is a lesson that people never learn: always failing to take heed of warnings.

Even though they had acquired much information about Pei Xuanjing and knew many experts had died under his hands, when these people invited by Ojan Ning saw that so many individuals were gathered just to deal with a single Pei Xuanjing, they could not help but feel he was making a fuss over a trifle, contempt rising within their hearts.

However, at this moment, all the contempt within everyone’s hearts disappeared.

They forced themselves to focus, attempting to drive the rhythmic footfall from their minds, fearing to be influenced by the opponent’s Martial Dao will.

Meanwhile, as the footsteps gradually approached, they all stared at the house’s front door unblinkingly less there be any lapses.

creak!

The hitherto closed front gate emitted a soft noise before slowly opening outwards.

Subsequently, an unremarkable young man appeared. He was dressed in a dark brown robe and his long hair was casually tied back with a hair clasp. A divine weapon hung at his waist, with one hand loosely on the hilt and the other behind his back

Silence.

At this moment, everyone’s gaze was focused on this seemingly ordinary young man.

Forget about the others, even the two First-grade Martial Artists invited by Qian Ning were momentarily shocked. No one knew how such profound shock surged up in their hearts.

In Martial Dao cultivation, the ultimate three realms are the Blood and Body Replacement stages, using the Martial Dao True Intention to refine the Blood Qi, constantly condensing the Blood Qi, to reach the Blood Qi Wolf Smoke, Blood Qi smelting furnace, and Blood Qi long river, the three different states.

That’s why Pseudo-Great Masters, who can’t comprehend the Martial Dao True Intention and are stuck forever in the initial stage of Blood Replacement, can’t gather their Blood Qi enough to even form the basic Blood Qi Wolf Smoke.

At this moment, Bei Wenxuan and Ding Yulong, both First-grade Martial Artists, could distinctly sense the vibrant Blood Qi hidden within this young man.

“Young people are indeed worthy of respect!” Bei Wenxuan could not help but exclaim.

As a member of the Brocade Guards, he wondered if he had secluded himself for too long. Were the youngsters so formidable now?

‘What a pity.” Ding Yulong’s face turned grave.

Compared to Bei Wenxuan, who has already lived for two cycles of 60 years, Ding Yulong was much younger, having lived just over a single cycle of 60 years. He counted among the youth among the First-grade Martial Artists.

However, seeing this young man before him, Ding Yulong felt somewhat humiliated.

It wasn’t about the opponent’s already demonstrated capability to kill First-grade Martial Artists, but sensing the vibrant Blood Qi within him, he felt that as long as no incidents occurred, this youngster could step into the First-grade within a decade.

They had no friendships, no grudges. His presence here today was simply due to a favor he owed Qian Ning, making his appearance unavoidable.

However, he never expected he would end up witnessing the fall of a genius. Truly a pity.

Qian Ning had no idea what the two experts he had invited thought. He declared loudly, “Pei Xuanjing, as a remnant of Shenxiao, you have been lurking near His Majesty with malicious intent. Now that your identity has been exposed, it’S time for you to surrender!”

Observing the attire of the speaker and the way he was subtly encircled and protected by the people around him, Pei Xuanjing understood his identity.

“Heh heh, if you want to condemn someone, you will always find something to accuse him of.” Pei Xuanjing gave a cold laugh.

“Qian Ning, haven’t you repeatedly wanted to kill me? Today, I am right here. Why don’t you do it yourself!”

He looked around and spoke loudly, his robust voice echoing all around.

The various reactions of the people around him upon hearing his words were all different. Some seemed thoughtful, some looked cold, and some showed a murderous intent on their faces.

“Pei Xuanjing, you refuse to repent. Since you will not surrender, today will be your burial place!” A chill voice from Qian Ning resounded.

Although he had previously bluffed about Pei Xuanjing surrender, having it bluntly exposed by Pei Xuanjing undoubtedly made Qian Ning look bad.

Moreover, after hearing him bring up the past assassination attempts, Qian Ning was naturally unwilling to let him continue, in case it caused his side to panic, or even if the news reached the emperor, it would be bad.

“Shoot!” Qian Ning coldly looked at Pei Xuanjing and spat out two words. No matter how exceptional a genius you are, today you will certainly die here.

Once you are dead, everything will disappear with you.

The moment the words fell, the Brocade Guards archers who had been prepared around him shot at once.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…

Countless arrows from strong crossbows rained down from all directions, aiming to pierce Pei Xuanjing and transform him into a hedgehog.

Looking at the fierce rain of arrows, Pei Xuanjing’s expression remained the same, his eyes deep like an ancient well, not revealing a single ripple within his heart.

“Inferior tricks.”

Clang!

The Shenxiao Sword rang out of its sheath, and in an instant, a flash of sword light appeared, like the glow of dawn, illuminating the entire street.

Pei Xuanjing’s True Qi circulated, and his Blood Qi boiled over excitedly. The Shenxiao Sword in his hand swung a sword flower in front of him.

Immediately after, countless sword qi crisscrossed and shot out. The seemingly dangerous rain of arrows, upon colliding with the sword qi, was easily cut by it and fell to the ground.

Qian Nings first test, the hefty rain of arrows, did not pose any threat to Pei Xuanjing at all.

Martial Artists from the Upper Three Realms had already transcended the worldly constraints, and could easily command a thousand-men army and were invincible against ten thousand.

As long as their True Qi and Blood Qi had not been exhausted, they could easily resist a thousand men army, let alone a mere rain of arrows.

“Shoot!”

Qian Ning was still persistent. After giving the order, two more waves of arrows rained down.

However, Pei Xuanjing easily blocked them, and when facing the last wave of arrows, he did not directly stop them. Instead, he used the Shenxiao Heaven’s Intention tactic to use the enemy’s force against them, altering the direction of the arrow rain and sending it back.

This time, although it didn’t inflict heavy losses on the Brocade Guards, it did take several lives and injured many.

Even at this moment, Qian Ning didn’t dare to recklessly continue ordering the release of the rain of arrows, after all, who knew if the opponent had the ability to do it again.

However, while Qian Ning had some reservations, it didn’t mean that Pei Xuanjing would continue to stand there passively waiting for the other side to make a move again.

Not hitting back was not Pei Xuanjing’s style.

So, almost in an instant, a strong aura burst from Pei Xuanjing’s body as he darted towards Qian Ning.

His sword shone brightly, accompanying by the sound of wind and thunder.

For a moment, the entire room was aghast..