Chapter 61

The magnificent ancient city of Qingfeng was filled with the rumbling of battles.

Standing at the center of the city, one to the east and one to the west, both sides were fighting fiercely, and the spectators were densely packed, far more lively than when they captured the lone wolf.

The main reason was that the fighters were all of great importance.

Two young city lords, two sons-in-law and daughters of the city lords, it was all quite novel.

"When did they find a son-in-law?"

Most people were more concerned about Zhao Yun, but unfortunately, he wore a mask, and not only could they not see his true face, even Yan Tianfeng couldn't tell who Zhao Yun really was.

"From which family?"

Many people muttered, having watched for so long, they still couldn't figure out Zhao Yun's style.

Zhao Yun was deliberately hiding.

If not, he wouldn't have been suppressed by Han Ming.

He was being cautious!

Getting entangled in the conflict blindly, if he revealed his true strength, even a fool could tell which faction he belonged to. It wouldn't matter much for him, but the Zhao family would suffer.

When traveling, one must be careful.

Speaking of Yan Tianfeng, he also came out, stepping onto the roof of the tavern, watching the two sides. As the city lord, he was also a spectator, and his appearance made the crowd murmur. The city lord personally watching the battle was a great honor.

"Let them cause such a commotion?"

The city lord's steward was also there, chuckling dryly. Due to the battle, the city lord's residence was already in chaos, and now the battlefield had moved to the city, causing even more destruction.

"They will pay for it." Yan Tianfeng said calmly.

Look at that! Who among the city lords isn't cunning?

Fight, and settle the accounts later.

He wouldn't be Yan Tianfeng if he didn't make Canglang City and Chiyang City bleed heavily.

Puff!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a streak of blood was particularly striking.

Yuwen Hao was defeated.

Not only defeated, but defeated brutally, falling from the roof. It was also because Qingyao was too ruthless. If not for the two elders of Chiyang City stepping in, their young city lord would have been killed. Those who seek thrills end up like this.

"Han Ming."

Before losing consciousness, Yuwen Hao let out a hoarse scream.

What the hell!

They had agreed, but Han Ming never showed up. The whole time, he was fighting Qingyao alone. Don't joke, he was thoroughly beaten.

"You were too harsh."

The two elders of Chiyang City both coldly snorted, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they looked at Qingyao.

"It's already a great honor that I didn't send him to the netherworld."

Qingyao's lips slightly parted, and she turned to leave, carrying her killing sword, stepping on the eaves, heading straight for Zhao Yun. Compared to Yuwen Hao, she hated Han Ming even more.

"Leave."

The two elders of Chiyang City coldly snorted, carrying Yuwen Hao away, choosing to retreat.

"Leave?"

A large group of strong warriors from the city lord's residence jumped out.

"What are you doing?"

"The city lord said, leave him a breath."

"You..."

Before they could finish speaking, a large group of people rushed over.

The outcome was not hard to imagine.

Two peak Xuan Yang realm experts couldn't withstand the numbers. They were captured on the spot, and the city lord's people didn't hold back. Including Yuwen Hao, they were all left with just a breath, lying there, their bodies twitching, spitting out blood.

"Comfortable."

Yan Tianfeng pretended not to see, watching one side of the battle, then the other.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

In the eastern part of the city, the battle was intense. Han Ming, who had taken a Violent Yuan Pill, was full of arrogance, carrying a fierce aura, making Zhao Yun unable to stand steadily.

"If this were outside the city, I would have blown you up."

Zhao Yun cursed inwardly, fighting while retreating, holding back his true strength to avoid being recognized. It was enough to restrain, and Qingyao's side was likely finished.

"Kill."

Han Ming roared, a palm sending the roof flying towards Zhao Yun.

Clang!

Zhao Yun's true essence surged, a sword splitting it apart, sending tiles flying.

Buzz!

Before he could steady himself, Han Ming was already there, his silver hammer covered in true essence, with strange runes flowing, buzzing in his hand, extremely powerful.

"What a domineering silver hammer."

Among the spectators, there were no shortage of Xuan Yang realm martial artists, their eyes shining brightly. They had heard that Han Ming had an extraordinary weapon, and now seeing it, they were truly impressed. A silver hammer made of special mystic iron was far superior to ordinary weapons.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun suddenly stood firm, holding his sword in front of him.

Pound!

The sword and hammer collided, the sound of metal clashing, sparks flying. Despite Zhao Yun's best defense, he was still knocked down by Han Ming's hammer. Even the sturdy Zixiao Sword had cracks from the impact. In a direct confrontation, he was no match.

"Kill."

Han Ming roared, his voice carrying the howl of a wolf.

It was a sound wave secret technique.

Zhao Yun didn't fall behind, a dragon's roar and a tiger's growl, powerful and resonant.

Puff!

This mouthful of blood was his, stepping back, not because the secret technique was weak, but because his cultivation was suppressed. Additionally, his spirit was exhausted from the previous night, his mind dizzy, suffering a terrible impact.

"Waste."

Han Ming laughed cruelly, sweeping the hammer and sending tiles flying.

Clang!

Zhao Yun dodged, the Zixiao Sword moving swiftly, blocking all the attacks.

"Is he at the first level of True Spirit?"

The spectators were shocked, this shock was for Zhao Yun.

After all, he was fighting Han Ming.

The young city lord of Canglang City, a genuine eighth-level True Spirit realm, and not an ordinary eighth level. From his true essence, it was clear he had used forbidden techniques or taken enhancing pills.

Despite this, Zhao Yun wasn't captured on the spot.

Not only wasn't he captured, but he fought for so long, enough to stand out among his peers.

Indeed, the city lord's son-in-law was no ordinary person.

Many were convinced that if they were at the same level, Han Ming wouldn't stand a chance.

Roar!

As they spoke, a wolf's howl echoed again. Han Ming used the family's ancestral secret technique, a palm sending out a wolf, about seven to eight zhang tall, stomping on the eaves, roaring towards Zhao Yun, terrifying and cruel.

Seal!

Zhao Yun coldly shouted, forming seals with his hands, stepping in a mystical pattern, a massive rune forming in the air, surrounded by runes, smashing down.

"Side techniques?"

The spectators raised their eyebrows, surprised that he knew rune techniques.

Boom!

The large rune descended, covering the wolf, instantly sealing it, unable to move. These side techniques, in Zhao Yun's hands, were quite powerful. He had the foundation, mainly due to his exceptional talent.

"Han Ming."

With a light shout, Qingyao arrived.

"Bitch."

Han Ming gritted his teeth, enveloped in a fierce aura.

Clang!

Qingyao moved, her posture graceful, her technique profound, a sword piercing the sky, breaking through Han Ming's fierce aura. Though her attack was strong, it didn't cause serious injury.

Not causing serious injury was fine, as Zhao Yun arrived next.

His sword was precise, chopping down Han Ming.

Clang! Clang!

The two moved together, one on the left, one on the right, attacking in unison.

"Surprisingly, they look like a couple."

"That kid, his foundation isn't simple, he's worthy of being the city lord's son-in-law."

"Why don't we have such good luck?"

There were many sighs, and they were quite optimistic about Zhao Yun and Qingyao.

A perfect match!

As the saying goes, men and women working together makes the job easier. Zhao Yun and Qingyao were a perfect example, their cooperation seamless, taking turns as the main attacker and supporter, making Han Ming unable to stand steadily.

Ah...!

Han Ming screamed, unable to withstand their combined attack. More annoyingly, the power of the Violent Yuan Pill had greatly diminished. He couldn't even match Qingyao, let alone with Zhao Yun's assistance.

That guy, with his mysterious movements, was a master of disruption.

In a two-on-one battle, the young city lord was frequently defeated.

The outcome was not hard to predict.

Han Ming was also defeated, falling from the eaves, still screaming in defiance.

But it was of no use.

He was taken down, and the two elders of Canglang City were also captured.

How to put it! They were even worse off than those from Chiyang City.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The two old men of Wuguhu City clicked their tongues, grateful they didn't participate, and that Liu Ruyue was honest and straightforward. Otherwise, they would have been in the same situation. They knew Yan Tianfeng well, a typical protector of his children. Insult his daughter and think you can leave?

Wait! Canglang City and Chiyang City will pay a heavy price.

Without paying the price, Yan Tianfeng wouldn't let them go. Coming to Qingfeng City to cause trouble, even their fathers wouldn't dare to be so reckless.