"Peng!"

Several Protective Talismans on Fang Zheng activated spontaneously, and the protective artifact obtained from the Mad Daoist flickered with Spiritual Light.

Yet.

All were crushed by the Soul-Locking Clasp.

"Die!"

The sword tip pointed directly at the throat’s skin.

"Ding..."

A melodious clash sounded, a shadowy figure enveloped Fang Zheng, blocking the incoming sword blade.

At the same time.

A terrifying Yin Energy erupted from the scene.

Ghost King!

Zhao Xuejun’s heart pounded wildly.

Not only because of the sudden appearance of the Ghost King, but she also realized her Soul-Stunning Needle had failed to work.

How is this possible?

Could it be that the opponent has a Secret Treasure or Secret Technique that protects the Primordial Spirit?

"Swish!"

As her thoughts turned, her figure vanished from its spot, transforming into a phantom shadow retreating swiftly.

The path of an assassin, if one strike misses, retreat a thousand miles.

Find another opportunity next time.

What a pity.

She wanted to escape, but others had no intention of letting her go.

The Ghost King swayed lightly, passing through the body of the sword-wielding maidservant, and in an instant, her Essence was completely devoured.

"Crash..."

In the blink of an eye.

A once charming and lovely woman turned into a pile of bones, collapsing to the ground.

The speed of the Ghost King was astonishing; even in broad daylight with its power suppressed, it was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

With a few flickers, it appeared not far from Zhao Xuejun.

"Swish!"

"Swish, swish!"

Figures flickered in mid-air like phantoms, but even with the Ghost King’s speed, it couldn’t touch her.

Below.

"Crash, crash, crash..."

Fang Zheng lightly waved his sleeve, unleashing unparalleled power, shattering the bone cage confining his body into pieces in an instant.

"What a pity!"

He glanced at the fragments on the ground and gently shook his head:

"It can only be used once; otherwise..."

If it weren’t a one-time item, it would undoubtedly be a rare Magical Treasure.

"In the Jianghu, one is not free to do as they wish."

Fang Zheng looked up at the sky, his eyes slightly narrowed:

"I only seek peace, yet there are always those who wish to trouble me."

He wasn’t surprised by the assassination attempts; even before he came, the Celestial Secret Compass had warned him, not to mention that most of their methods were useless against him.

The Celestial Secret Compass, One-Character Heart-Clearing Slash, were enough to keep him clear-minded under any circumstances, undisturbed by external influences.

Spirit Secret Technique...

In the presence of the Celestial Secret Compass left by the Rogue Immortal Master Jiuyuan, it was nothing but a joke.

"Hmph!"

With a light snort, Fang Zheng took a gentle breath, then opened his mouth wide, and True Qi roared out from his mouth.

"Boom!"

Wind and Thunder Roar!

In an instant.

Invisible Power clashed in the void, and bolts of winding lightning appeared out of nowhere, covering everything above.

No matter how exquisite your Body Technique, I will break it with brute force.

After refining the Kui Ox Essence Blood, the power of this Wind and Thunder Roar surged once again; although it wasn’t at the level of the Ancient Exotic Beast shattering mountains and rivers with a roar, it could still cover over ten feet without missing a spot.

"Crack!"

Several bolts of lightning struck, Zhao Xuejun’s delicate body trembled, her figure faltered, only to be slammed hard by the Ghost King.

"Puff!"

She spat blood, falling heavily to the ground.

Fang Zheng stepped forward, speaking slowly:

"To dare impersonate the Zhao Family and attempt to assassinate me, you must be very bold."

"I didn’t..."

Zhao Xuejun opened her mouth, wanting to speak, but the Ghost King had already pounced on her, enveloping her in darkness completely.

Fang Zheng ignored Zhao Xuejun’s dying struggle, turning his head to look at Qian Buyu.

"Swish!"

Qian Buyu’s face turned pale, filled with bitterness:

"Hero Fang, this matter has nothing to do with me."

"Is that so?"

Fang Zheng squinted.

"I wouldn’t dare deceive Hero Fang." Qian Buyu forced a bitter smile, then gritted his teeth, extending his trembling arms.

"Peng!"

He gathered his strength in his arms, suddenly bursting forth.

His arms were directly shattered into blood mist, his entire body collapsing as he staggered and knelt to the ground.

"Hero Fang..."

"It truly... truly has nothing to do with me!"

Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow, slowly retracting his gaze, letting it fall on Zhao Xuejun’s corpse, then his eyes lit up as he stretched out his hand to pick up a fan-shaped Jade Token from the ground.

When Mana was infused into the Jade Token, a gentle Qingfeng surrounded his body.

With an intangible attempt.

Fang Zheng could already determine that with the addition of this Qingfeng, his movement speed could be increased by about thirty percent from the original.

Thirty percent,

It might seem insignificant, but for a Martial Sect, even an increase of ten percent would be extremely difficult.

......

Gu’an County.

Fang Mansion.

A figure appeared in front of Fang Mansion’s gate, looking at the tall entrance lintel with a cold sneer, disappearing in a flash.

A moment later.

A loud noise resounded from the rear courtyard of Fang Mansion.