Why do I have so many masters?

Only when the third palm struck out, as the man exclaimed and retreated violently, did the entire pavilion above emit a piercing sound of copper gongs, as if hundreds of strong men were wielding heavy hammers, striking tirelessly without pause.

At the same time, several martial artists present felt an unusual tremor on the ground, along with gradually approaching footsteps, and the faintly transmitted shout: 'The Ministry of Punishment is handling a case, idle individuals quickly withdraw!'

An Zhaofeng, the Commander of Troops from Sword Forging Valley, changed his expression several times, immediately sensing something amiss, knowing that this must be the Ministry of Punishment deploying considerable force. Upon closer inspection, although the surroundings were bustling, the buildings were extremely high, if crossbowmen were densely arranged above, would it not be a natural ambush spot?

With this thought, his head was instantly full of cold sweat. Looking at the elder in front again, he saw the elder's face was calm, and a ridiculous idea instinctively arose in his heart — could it be that the person before him actually collaborated with the Ministry of Punishment, and the two conspired together to set a trap for him?!

This thought arose, and it could no longer be suppressed, like spring grass, endlessly extending, the more he thought about it, the deeper it went; upon thorough analysis, not only was it possible, but it was extremely likely, simply inevitable —

Even though the Ministry of Punishment and the opposing forces were originally like water and fire, usually battling upon meeting, but since ancient times, gains move people, with his identity and the divine weapon he held, it wouldn't be impossible for the Ministry of Punishment and the opposing side to temporarily set aside their prejudices and team up to set a trap.

With Sword Forging Valley's rich heritage and longer history, surpassing that of Qin State.

Although he was only the last among the twelve commanders in the valley and held only a damaged ancient sword, its spiritual charm faded, it was still the top treasure that everyone in Jianghu aspired to possess, allowing martial artists to surpass the Heavenly Sect and save thirty years of arduous cultivation.

Using a 'My Sword' to acquire collaboration from both parties.

Is it worth it?

Of course, it's worth it!

No wonder Xu Sixing was ambushed...

No wonder this person came earlier, outright declaring to find 'Qiong Qi', striking so viciously, if not so, how could they make him lower his guard?

Moreover, with his superior martial arts, if he truly wanted Qiong Qi's life, even if the latter had ancestors' protection, he would have already been palm-smashed to death, his head blown apart, the reason being entirely to 'feign weakness', enticing him into action.

A snare, a trap!

From the start, it was a snare, a trap!

How dare these vile knaves deceive me so?!

The 'My Sword' Commander was extremely furious and shocked, his blood surged.

Upon seeing two people leap down from another street, he became even more furious, increasingly firm in his judgment. Indeed, one could hardly blame him, for everything he experienced now was too coincidental, whether in timing or the people appearing — too coincidental to be believed.

Not to mention the place, time, and the elder who acted.

Just speaking of the two people running over, one wore black vigorous attire, with complete internal armor underneath, hanging a Bi'an silver medallion at his waist, holding an Impermanence Book, and wielding a thin Western Regions sword, evidently a famous capture from Heaven Capital City.

The other person, although wearing casual attire, exuded a dignified and noble air, with a broad and white right hand holding a Gentleman's Sword, the two approached together, not willing to separate for even a moment.

Again, on both sides of the eaves, there were robust strong men in vermillion garments, carrying powerful crossbows, bodies slightly bent, walking swiftly, the sound of brick collision ceaseless. Within mere tens of breaths, they had covered the entire area within crossbow bolt range.

The tall elder in front seemed to have a faint, mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

An Zhaofeng suppressed his anger, glanced around, seeing Qiong Qi barely rise, appearing to have some strength to act, while the previous cloth-robed swordsman still retained three parts of Qi Mechanism. His mind moved swiftly, forming a plan.

According to valley regulations, he didn't have the divine weapon on him at this moment, but possessed only a jade pendant crafted from high-grade Jade Marrow, containing a large amount of Qi Mechanism. At this point, without caring about pain and saving up for subsequent task consumption, he breathed between breaths, absorbing the Qi Mechanism into his body, instantly transcending the Heavenly Sect, achieving Grandmaster strength.

Once the Qi Mechanism entered his body, he immediately lunged forward, striking out with a palm, vast and majestic, using the same method as Wang Anfeng. Due to his inadequate strength, he didn't use nuanced force and turns, but simply relied on the vast and fierce Qi Mechanism, smashing hard.

Wang Anfeng, having already achieved his goal, naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to confront head-on. He took advantage of the moment to retreat, as if normally dodging the brunt, while An Zhaofeng took this opportunity to accelerate and rush out.

Meanwhile, with both hands slightly bent, he displayed the high-level Crane Controlling Dragon Capturing technique. While ordinary martial artists might only move items with this martial art, yet not utilize it in combat, he, purely in terms of martial arts, could already be counted as a Grandmaster of a sect, under Inner Strength enhancement, this method was transformed.

The left hand controlled the Qi, lifting the cloth-robed swordsman, then flinging him away like an arrow, instantly leaving this place, several miles outside, additionally with Sword Qi sharpness, invisibly protecting his body.

While the right hand aided Qiong Qi in moving away, at this point, the three scattered in three directions to escape, not even glancing at the guards who accompanied them here with hardship, treating them like ants. If one of them sacrificed a life to delay the enemy even slightly, it was their utmost purpose.

Tie Lin, rushing forward in pursuit, shouted angrily:

"Release the arrows!"