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The high-ranking imperial confidant, who controlled the Brocade Guards of the Great Ming, Qian Ning, had died.

He was killed by a man who in a few years prior was unknown and whom he had never taken seriously, a man he could have easily crushed as if squashing an ant.

He died with regret and unwillingness, in disbelief.

But the deceased him did not know that, at the same time, several other people were even more shocked and found it more unbelievable than he did.

Pei Xuanjing had focused all his efforts on killing Qian Ning, disregarding the sneak attacks of Wang Zhi’s group’s swords, without any intentions to stop them.

So, even as they watched Qian Ning die in front of them, the three of them could only feel regret; knowing that today they would bring down Pei Xuanjing.

However, when their swords stabbed into Pei Xuanjing’s back, the confident smiles on the three men’s faces suddenly froze, replaced with shock and disbelief.

Thwack, thwack, thwack.

Their swords pierced through Jiang Bin’s precious armor that was gifted to Pei Xuanjing, but what happened next completely contradicted their expectations.

Their swords only scratched the surface of Pei Xuanjing?s skin, without even reaching his muscles and bones.

“The Eighth Stage of Dragon Elephant Art.”

“That’s impossible!”

“I can’t believe this.”

Heavy shock painted the faces of the three men as they looked at Pei Xuanjing in disbelief.

The Eighth Stage of Dragon Elephant Art, this seemingly lost technique, was indeed unbelievable.

Such an almost lost technique was more than enough to rival the Buddhism School’s “Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill”.

However, traditionally, such demanding cultivation was a significantly time-consuming skill. Even for those with exceptional talents, they could only advance a little quicker than the average person.

This Pei Xuanjing in front of them was only in his early twenties. Even if he had started cultivating this technique in his mother’s womb, it would still be impossible for him to have reached the Eighth Stage of the Dragon Elephant Art.

Therefore, the three men found it hard to accept at this moment.

Having killed Qian Ning, Pei Xuanjing had fulfilled one of his wishes.

Even though their swords penetrated his armor and lacerated his skin, only leaving three wounds due to his skill practice, not much blood seeped out.

However, after all, these were three first-class martial artists. No matter how strong Pei Xuanjing’s physical body was, it was difficult for him to shake off the force of the three instantly, therefore inevitably suffering a slight injury.

However, despite being injured, Pei Xuanjing was unfazed, he turned round without hesitation and swung his sword again.

This time his target was Ding Yulong, the youngest and weakest among the three.

Upon seeing Pei Xuanjing’s thunderous approach, Ding Yulong’s face changed as he lamented in his heart.

He knew that the latter was aiming for the soft persimmon, but he was at a loss for words. Because he realized that if he were in Pei Xuanjing’s shoes, he would make the same choice.

“Attack!”

He could only urge Wang Zhi and Bei Wenxuan to make their move.

At the same time, he himself wielded his weapon and met Pei Xuanjing’s sword skills.

Naturally, Wang Zhi and Bei Wenxuan were unwilling to watch Ding Yulong being easily killed by Pei

Xuanjing. Because if one of them died, it would unquestionably mean the death of the rest.

The three men teamed up and fought against Pei Xuanjing.

Clang, clang.

The flash of swords and light interweaving, in a short while, they had already exchanged several moves.

A combat between first-class martial artists ruptured the atmosphere, the stone slabs on Long Street were shattered and flew in all directions.

The houses along the street, affected by the power of the fight, had their walls cracked and foundations collapsed.

It could be said that within dozens of feet in all directions, everything was a mess, resembling a ruin, with the site of the fight as its centre.

Although there were many Brocade Guards present, not even the second-class masters dared to join in.

Earlier, a second-class master thought he was strong and tried to intervene, but he was slapped and killed by Pei Xuanjing in just a few simple moves.

As a second-grade martial arts expert, engaged in combat with three first-grade martial artists for a long period of time without a clear outcome. This level of performance had already left many people astoundingly speechless.

However, Pei Xuanjing, who was in the midst of combat held a resigned feeling in his heart as the first-grade martial artists were not yet out of their tricks.

Actually, if he looked back on it, the two first-grade martial artists he had killed, whether it was Gong Xingqiu or the Southern Ghost Emperor, had initially underestimated his strength. He was able to kill them due to some opportunistic measures.

Otherwise, given the strength of these first-grade martial artists, even if they were unable to kill Pei Xuanjing, there is a great chance of escape when facing him. At least, killing them wouldn’t be as simple as he had thought.

Just like now, the three men, deterred by Pei Xuanjing’s consistently demonstrated strength, had no intention of fighting him; they just wanted to exhaust him.

The three men, although they had never fought together, were nonetheless experienced. Facing Pei Xuanjing as a team, they were able to handle both attack and defense with ease.

Futhermore, the three of them didn’t aim to kill Pei Xuanjing immediately, instead they wanted to delay and entangle him. After all, they could wait for reinforcements, while Pei Xuanjing couldn’t afford to wait.

“At this moment, the three of them intend to drag on the fight which is extremely unfavorable to me.” Pei Xuanjing thought clearly.

Now, even though he seemed to be on top in the fight against the three of them, he was aware that if this delay persisted, whether it’s the depletion of True Qi or Blood Qi, the situation would only worsen for himself.

Not to mention, within Xuanfu, there might be concealed first-grade martial artists.

Here in Xuanfu, this important military stronghold was heavily guarded. Once the news of him killing Qian Ning reached the emperor’s ears, in his rage, the emperor might just send an army to hunt him down.

One must understand that although the Brocade Guards were known as the emperor’s personal troops, they were more like a special intelligence agency, filled with martial arts masters rather than soldiers.

However, the soldiers in these important border towns could form battle formations. The power displayed by these soldiers when they formed battle formations was incomparable to the Brocade Guards.

Then, Pei Xuanjing might end up being worn down by an ever-increasing number of soldiers.

“So, the present priority is to act quickly, beat these three men and escape. Only then will I have the chance to leave. Once I have left this place, I am free to roam. There will definitely be opportunities to avenge today’s losses.” Pei Xuanjing thought to himself.

Being able to kill Qian Ning today, the chief culprit, in front of these people was already quite an achievement.

Looking at the current situation, it would be impossible to kill these three as well.

The best plan for now was to leave as soon as possible. Once he left Xuanfu City, he would be free to go anywhere.

Upon this thought, Pei Xuanjing carefully observed the three men, contemplating his next move.

His eyes hardened as he set his target in his mind..