The long spear turned into a blur, causing the guard with a large hammer to collapse on the spot, flying four to five meters and crashing into the edge of the courtyard well, creating cracks and vomiting blood before landing on the ground unable to get up. "One," Qiao Mu silently thought. Qiao Mu has already mastered the Military Spear Skill. This Military Spear Skill is known for its simple and practical moves, not the fancy techniques used by skilled martial artists in the martial arts world. It is a way to kill enemies on the battlefield. In the cold weapon battlefield where people surround you from all directions, there is very little room for dodging, so this spear technique doesn’t have many defensive moves. On the battlefield, soldiers have each other’s protection while killing enemies, but Qiao Mu, at this moment, is alone and has multiple knives, spears, and clubs coming at his back every second. A 9th rank servant hits him on the back with a club, making a muffled sound. It makes Qiao Mu tremble but he doesn’t fall down. Qiao Mu swung his spear backwards, unleashing a burst of inner power. The servant holding the stick was sent flying backwards and crashed into the courtyard wall, causing it to collapse. Qiao Mu wasn’t counting how many enemies he killed. After all, the number of enemies killed was not important to him. He was more concerned about the number of his death. What he was counting was the number of pallbearers. Yesterday, Childe Guo’s funeral procession made a grand entrance, just like when he used to go out. He was accompanied by several strong servants carrying whips to clear the way. There were a total of seven servants, two carrying the coffin and the other five guarding the sides. Their strength was not particularly strong, mostly at a beginner level of training. One or two of them had reached the 9th rank of training, but they were all tall and imposing, serving as Childe Guo’s trusted followers. Qiao Mu advanced with his spear, step by step, towards Lord Guo Yan at the entrance of the study. Along the way, he kept a watchful eye, ready to eliminate all the servants that day. Outside the collapsed courtyard wall, the soldiers of the Yan City Army stood in formation, wielding weapons, ready for battle. They have surrounded the Lord’s Manor, but they haven’t joined the battle yet. They’re just blocking his way. "The Yan City Army has arrived, and Qiao Lin is trapped." Guo Yan thought to himself. "He’s so confident and fearless. Maybe this time he has someone else helping him break into the manor. So we can’t let our guard down." The Lord’s Manor is not a wide plain for armies to fight on. Even if more people come in, it won’t be very effective. Besides, we don’t need the Yan City Army to intervene yet. With the estate guards that Guo Yan has, it’s enough to wear down Qiao Mu. The Yan City Army is mainly here as a precaution, to prevent anyone from interfering and to stop Qiao Mu from escaping. As the courtyard wall collapsed, the commotion at the Lord’s Manor also attracted a lot of attention. Many people peered out onto the street, curious about what was happening at the Lord’s Manor. It’s impossible for them not to be curious, considering the loud noise. Lord Guo Yan stood behind the crowd, watching Qiao Mu coldly. He didn’t join the battle or make any harsh remarks. He just watched silently. They watched as Qiao Mu slowly moved forward with cold eyes. The sixth servant had already died. These servants were not difficult to kill, their strength was nothing compared to Qiao Mu’s current Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method state. The other martial artist, an elderly man in gray clothes known as "Uncle Fu," was trusted deeply by Lord Guo Yan, the ruler of the city. Unfortunately, he had already passed away. Besides, he never liked Childe Guo, let alone… Qiao Mu was already a man destined for death, so why fight him with all his might? Lord Guo Yan, despite being injured, is still the strongest in the Lord’s Manor. Even he stands still, treating the guards in the courtyard as mere obstacles for Qiao Mu. How could others fight to the death? Besides, what’s the point of risking their lives for a small amount of money paid for guarding the house? Join the discussion! Login to share your thoughts and connect with other readers. No comments yet. Be the first to comment!