In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 321 Zheng Qing's Heart-Stopping Moment

As the shadow swept past, a gruesome wound appeared on Wang Chuan's throat, from which a large amount of blood gushed out, draining all of Wang Chuan's strength.

"Uh……"

Wang Chuan opened his eyes wide, and darkness gradually enveloped his vision.

Upon turning around and witnessing this scene, Sun Shu was terrified and fled for his life.

Wang Gui, on the other hand, was already feeling a chill run through his body, and his pupils were trembling violently.

Including Sun Shu, he brought a total of four martial artists, one of whom was at the sixth rank and three at the peak of the seventh rank. However... in less than a quarter of an hour, two of them died, one of whom was even at the sixth rank...

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Wang Gui felt a chill in his heart and trembled all over.

Sun Shu, who was running towards him, shouted, "What are you standing there for? Run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Shu had already run up behind Wang Gui like a gust of wind. At this moment, Wang Gui finally realized what was happening and immediately tried to run away.

Unfortunately... he was just a butler and had no martial arts skills.

"Pfft!"

Before Wang Gui could turn around, a dark shadow swept past him, and Xiao Yuan, as ghostly as a phantom, slashed Wang Gui's throat with its claw, ending his life.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yuan relentlessly pursued Sun Shu.

"That damned beast."

Sensing the faint noises behind him, Sun Shu was horrified and ran with all his might into the dense forest beside him.

However, the faint sound of wind behind him made him increasingly panicked.

"No, I can't shake him off like this!"

Sun Shu knew he would surely die if things continued this way, so... he hardened his heart and pressed his right thumb forcefully against his chest.

"Explosive blood!"

The next moment, Sun Shu's face and skin turned red with blood, and his speed suddenly exploded to the extreme, almost twice as fast as before!

"Ying ying."

Xiao Yuan looked at Sun Shu, who had suddenly distanced himself, and a hint of human-like doubt flashed in her watery eyes.

"To unleash your Qi and Blood?"

Chen Dao watched Sun Shu's figure disappear into the dense forest, lost in thought.

The burst of power is not a secret technique, but a method that almost all lower-rank martial artists use to stimulate their bodies, or rather, their hearts. Simply put, it is to stimulate the heart with external force to accelerate the pumping of blood in order to achieve greater burst power.

Of course, this method is not without cost; on the contrary, the cost is extremely high. Using this method often puts a great strain on the martial artist's body and greatly depletes their potential. If the blood burst lasts for too long, it may even cause permanent damage to the heart, leading to death. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, almost no martial artist will use the method of bursting blood.

"This person is decisive."

Chen Dao withdrew his gaze and looked at another battlefield.

The battle between Chen Cheng and the Wang family's peak seventh-rank martial artist is nearing its end.

Chen Cheng's fighting style has always been simple, summed up in one word: reckless!

Thanks to his excellent physique, Chen Cheng is strong and has a strong physical defense. Even though he has just entered the seventh rank, he can still suppress the seventh-rank martial artist of the Wang family.

His punches and kicks immediately caused considerable injuries to the Wang family warriors. On the other hand, although the Wang family warriors were of a higher cultivation level than Chen Cheng, their strength and physical defense were far inferior to Chen Cheng's. Their attacks could not cause much damage to Chen Cheng.

"How could there be such a powerful person?"

The Wang family warrior secretly groaned inwardly. He had thought about escaping, but Chen Cheng gave him no chance to run away. Even if it meant exchanging injuries, he was determined to keep him here.

"boom!"

Chen Cheng threw a punch, which struck the martial artist squarely in the chest, sending him flying backward. He crashed to the ground, rolling around and spitting blood.

Immediately afterward, Chen Cheng caught up with the martial artist in one stride, and as the man tried to get up, Chen Cheng unleashed a barrage of punches.

Before long, the martial artist was unrecognizable, his face and body covered in bruises and red marks. Chen Cheng had brutally beaten him to death on the ground.

"Cheng-ge'er, are you alright?"

Chen Dao walked over and asked with concern.

"I'm fine!"

Chen Cheng replied with a simple smile that he had also suffered some injuries, but they were not serious, just some superficial wounds.

"That's good."

Chen Dao nodded, then suddenly, as if he had noticed something, he turned and looked south.

But then they saw a figure hurrying towards the direction of the county town. The figure gradually became clearer in Chen Dao and the other person's sight as it approached.

"The prefect?"

A look of surprise flashed in Chen Dao's eyes. The newcomer was none other than Zheng Qing from the Zheng family.

Zheng Qing stopped about a hundred paces away from Chen Dao and his companion, and asked with slightly rapid breathing, "Young friends, are you alright?"

Upon learning that the Wang family had sent men to hunt down Chen Dao, Zheng Qing rushed over with all his might. Fortunately... he seems to have made it in time?

wrong!

Zheng Qing's eyes narrowed as he looked at the several corpses on the official road and exclaimed in horror, "Young friend, did you kill all the people sent by the Wang family?"

"No."

Chen Dao shook his head, "One of them got away!"

"..."

Zheng Qing stepped closer and quickly recognized the corpse on the ground.

Wang Guang, a mid-level martial artist from the Wang family; Wang Chuan and Wang Yi, peak seventh-level martial artists from the Wang family; and in addition... Wang Gui, the Wang family's steward!

"This……"

Zheng Qing's eyes widened like copper bells, filled with shock.

One sixth-rank martial artist and two peak seventh-rank martial artists—the strength of the Wang family's forces was astonishing, even to him. However…

But Chen Dao killed them all?

Zheng Qing stood there, stunned, for a long time.

Chen Dao then said, "Thank you for coming to our aid, Prefect."

Chen Dao knew very well that Zheng Qing had come in such a hurry most likely to protect himself, so it was necessary to express his gratitude.

"No need to thank you."

Zheng Qing smirked and said, "Even if I hadn't come, you wouldn't have been in any danger, young friend."

Chen Dao remained noncommittal. Although Zheng Qing hadn't been of much help, her intentions were genuine.

"I need to hurry back to Taiping County, so I won't stay any longer. I would appreciate it if the prefect could help me deal with these corpses."

After saying goodbye to Zheng Qing, Chen Dao and Chen Cheng boarded the carriage again and slowly headed north.

Zheng Qing stood there blankly, staring at the carriage that had disappeared from sight, lost in thought for a long time.

"interesting!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, and a burly middle-aged man appeared behind Zheng Qing, sneering, "The Wang family has kicked a hornet's nest!"

Zheng Qing turned around abruptly, and after seeing who it was, he laughed: "So it's Master Han."

Han Yue, the master of the Suiyue Martial Arts School, is at the peak of the sixth rank and one of the strongest martial artists in the county city.

"Prefect Zheng".

Han Yue clasped his hands in a fist salute and asked curiously, "That young friend from earlier seemed to be quite familiar with Prefect Zheng?"

"I wouldn't say I'm familiar with them."

Zheng Qing replied dismissively, "We're just business partners!"

"Is it?"

Han Yue glanced at Zheng Qing thoughtfully, not entirely believing his words. He changed the subject and said, "Two peak seventh-rank and one sixth-rank have died. Wang Wenshu must be feeling quite pained, right?"

Sixth-rank martial artists are few and far between, even in the Wang family. The loss of one, along with two peak seventh-rank martial artists, is enough to make the Wang family feel the pinch.

"Ha ha!"

Zheng Qing laughed loudly. He knew without a doubt that Wang Wenshu would be heartbroken and unable to breathe when he found out about this. The Wang family only had five mid-level martial artists on the surface. Losing one-fifth of them in one go, how could he not feel the pain?

This was something Zheng Qing and Han Yue were delighted to see. The Wang family, Suiyue Martial Arts School, and Zheng family were known as the three major powers in the county city, and the conflicts between the three had a long history. With the Wang family's strength weakened, they certainly had reason to be happy.