It was clearly caused by this silver whip.

The three crossbow-wielding crossbowmen quickly covered their throats, bleeding, and fell to the ground dead.

The silver whip was extremely sharp, and with the help of huge force, it cut almost half of the necks of the three people, which was extremely shocking.

At this time, Du Chengqing and Kong He caught up with Gray Shadow with knives.

"The thief is seeking death!!" Du Chengqing was furious, pouring all his strength into the sword in his hands.

From top to bottom, chop it down diagonally.

He had bulging blood vessels all over his body, a ferocious face, and bloodshot eyes. It was obvious that he had entered an extreme state for a short period of time.

As an eighth-level master, the Hanwu sword technique he practiced also had its own limit state after reaching perfection.

In addition, he is born with extraordinary supernatural power, and when he explodes with all his strength, he can fight with the ninth grade.

It was just this moment that Du Chengqing had always been quite confident in the ultimate state of Hanwu swordsmanship - Hanyangwu.

But it was meaningless in front of this gray shadow.

The gray shadow's body was like a swimming fish. He easily bent down and avoided the knife attack. Then he raised his hand and flicked the silver whip.

Poof!!

Huge power came to his face accompanied by silver light.

The thick leather armor Du Chengqing was wearing didn't work at all, and his face was hit by a sharp whip in both eyes.

With a scream.

Gray Shadow whipped Kong He once again, hitting Kong He in the chest.

Blood splatters.

The two of them rolled to the ground, one on the left and the other on the right.

Before they could say anything, the silver whip reappeared and hit their necks. Du Chengqing and Kong He were instantly silenced.

"What a pity. I didn't originally plan to attack you." The gray shadow stood on the ground, revealing a fair and delicate face like a woman.

But he has strong muscles and a strong figure, and he has a completely masculine figure.

"It's a pity...you don't know how to appreciate me."

Putting away the silver whip, he turned around and walked away. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace.

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Mian Yun is outside.

Zhang Rongfang finished bragging, had enough to eat and drank, and slowly walked out of the teahouse alone.

He was in a very comfortable mood. After a heated debate, he successfully convinced several of his friends. At the same time, he also wiped away the frustration of being unable to defend himself in the past few days.

This is the joy of life.

Now he has already left the affairs of Chenxiangguan to the deputy of the Yamen.

Using the technology of the Golden Wing Tower, he roughly made a leather mask of his own, put it on the other person, and then asked him to pretend to be meditating on weekdays.

This way, with a little makeup on, I can wander around casually.

Anyway, the Shoujiao Yamen has nothing to do at all. All day long, I either go out to be invited to give sermons and recite sutras, or I receive some important officials and dignitaries who come and go from Ci Tong.

He was impatient to do this, so he simply left it to his deputy.

At this time, I was in a good mood and took a walk along the shore of the harbor.

Zhang Rongfang looked into the distance.
Chapter completed!