"Pavilion Master, should we pursue?" The guard behind hesitantly looked at the alluring woman, but the woman just walked to the place where the dagger had fallen, picked it up, and wanted to put it away, but then saw her dagger had curved into a hook. That person had only flicked it with their finger. "Pavilion Master, should we pursue?" The guard’s inquiry came again. "No pursuit, we will guard the perimeter." With that, the alluring woman put away the dagger, warily turned out of the alley. After just a few steps out, three loud crashes from the deep alley shattered the silence of half the city. An Elder of Half-Step Mountain Suppression realm leaped up, jumping ten zhang high, his eyes like an eagle’s as he gazed below, finally settling on a point, bending his bow and setting an arrow while descending. Only three sounds swish swish swish were heard, and within a blink of an eye, three arrows were launched. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽 The three loud sounds were made when the arrows hit the ground. If someone were in the air, they would see that just three arrows left three giant pits ten zhang long on the ground, the wooden houses were as fragile as tofu blocks right now. Over at Deqing Square, under these three arrows, one corner was gone without a trace. Yet, despite this, the people from Iron Mountain Pavilion showed no sign of stopping, continuing the chase after landing. The Divine Profound realm practitioners who initially moved toward the sound hurriedly stopped their steps, all chose to retreat a thousand meters away to wait. Because once two Half-Step Mountain Suppression realm practitioners strike, unless one is in Divine Profound Upper Realm, survival is unlikely. Those rushing to catch a spectacle upon seeing the sky-reaching pillar of light, regardless if they were from Three-star Influence or pseudo Four-star Influence, dared not get too close. However, they all gathered on the top floors of tall buildings in the city, overlooking Deqing Square. Someone dared to mess with Iron Mountain Pavilion’s people in Mountain and Sea City, an unprecedented matter, worth standing here watching sleeplessly through the night. Standing on high buildings, they just managed to see those three massive pits nearly ten zhang long. Expressions instantly solidified! "The terrifying might of the Chasing Wind Elder from Iron Mountain Pavilion’s Inner Sect with just one arrow!" The Clan Leader of a pseudo Four-star Influence couldn’t help but sigh. Another Divine Profound Upper Realm practitioner also sighed, "What did they do to provoke the Chasing Wind Elder into action? Surely, the Hall Master from the Law Enforcement Hall wouldn’t act merely for the Inner Sect Steward being seized, right?" An old man suddenly drew a gilded gourd mouth from his hand, took a sip of wine, a trace of a smile on his lips. "All in all, it’s certainly an amazing matter. I just wonder whether they can escape from Chasing Wind and Xiao Feng, the dual heroes of the Law Enforcement Hall. A battle at a distance and up close, quite tricky indeed." With the old man’s opening, the crowd couldn’t help but cast several glances at this Qi Bing Academy’s principal. "Jin Rong, how do you know Elder Xiao Feng is here too?" A middle-aged man in Divine Profound Upper Realm asked. "Chasing Wind and Xiao Feng never act alone. The last time they struck was 50 years ago, your youth excuses your ignorance; fifty years ago, they already could jointly kill a Half-Step Mountain Suppression realm Demon King. Demon King, you know, crushing the Human Race at the same realm, yet Chasing Wind and Xiao Feng Elder handled it in ten moves. Now, their power should have no rivals below the Mountain Suppression realm; in Mountain and Sea City, there are less than a handful who can surpass them." Jin Rong’s expression returned to sternness, took another sip of wine, smiled proudly. For the first time, he was proud of his age knowing things the younger generations didn’t. At this moment, in the deep alley. Wen Ping had already returned to Lan Peng’s side, the person he carried now gone, having an extra set of clothing in hand. Similarly, Lan Peng’s face also changed, becoming that of a stranger. "I thought of keeping a set for fun, didn’t expect it to come in handy." Lin Kewu, when buying the White Ring for face changing, casually grabbed a pair, just right for the sealed Meridian Gate Lan Peng. "Uncle Lan, put on the clothes, let’s go." Wen Ping threw the clothes after speaking, then immediately turned around, watching the two Half-Step Mountain Suppression realm powerful entities coming within a hundred meters. "Changing clothes in front of me, does it have meaning?" An old man holding a long sword stood with his hands behind just a hundred steps away from Wen Ping. Lan Peng took over the clothes but did not put them on, instead tearing off the White Ring, revealing his original face, loudly said, "I’ll go back with you, but you must spare him." While speaking, a sword unknowingly appeared in his hand - a weapon taken from the Inner Sect Steward’s Storage Ring, he thought to use it for self-defense but now only for self-harm. They wouldn’t want him dead, would they? Then he would force them by threatening with death. As long as Wen Ping could leave safely, he didn’t care whatever. Wen Ping casually struck a knife hand blow on Lan Peng’s nape, Lan Peng didn’t even have the chance to react, collapsed to the ground, "Uncle Lan, sorry, no time to dally." If waiting further, when Mountain Suppression realm arrives, there would really be trouble. He currently had no means to kill a Mountain Suppression realm practitioner. As Lan Peng fell, Wen Ping directly tore the marked clothing, intending to change Lan Peng into new clothes. This move, in the eyes of Xiao Feng and others, seemed provocative. "Obstinate and foolish!" Xiao Feng snorted coldly, rotating the sword blade in his hand, his eyes bursting with killing intent as he stepped forward. Meanwhile, Chasing Wind behind him bent his bow and set an arrow, aiming its silver tip at Wen Ping’s forehead. Only a simple release! At a hundred meters distance, not even Half-Step Mountain Suppression practitioner could dodge. At this time, Wen Ping didn’t move, continued his work, "What’s the point of watching? I won’t allow you to leave this alley; your lives will serve as interest." With that, Wen Ping suddenly raised his head, pulling the dressed Lan Peng behind him. Xiao Feng shot out completely, the long sword in hand thrust directly at Wen Ping. If not for the person behind being untouchable, he’d have liked to slice out endless Sword Qi to shred this person. A chilling laugh suddenly resonated near the ear, Xiao Feng’s entire complexion changed, a bad premonition surged. At this moment, golden Vein Qi began rapidly condensing toward his body. He wanted to condense Mountain-Suppressing Armor, but it was too late now. The Evil Spirit Knight was always standing there. A sword burning with blue flames slated down, precisely Wen Ping’s Flying General Sword! The Mountain-Suppressing Armor that hadn’t fully formed could not withstand a hellification strike, seeing the sword about to fall, Xiao Feng could only strive to move his body aside, while raising his sword for a counterattack. "Ah!" Facts proved he thought too much. The sword landed, his left arm fell off like a tree branch, blood gushed instantly. The whole person retreated several steps, hit the stone brick walls on both sides. Behind, Chasing Wind was startled, released the ready-held arrow, the aim still fixed on Wen Ping’s head. The arrow-transformed silver light instantly arrived behind Wen Ping.