Qianye stepped over the groaning soldiers and walked into the City Lord's Mansion. This time, a bunch of people poured out from the inner mansion, and finally a few decent strong men could be found inside.
Qianye's eyes fell on the white-faced and beardless middle-aged man in the center, and said: "I thought you could bear it for a while!"
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, his face was not angry but prestige, and he shouted: "Your Excellency is considered a strong man after all, what kind of ability is it to kill some ordinary soldiers? Such a virtue, how dare you steal the city lord?"
Qianye didn't even have the interest to raise his eyelids for this trick of yelling "catch the thief". "Who are you?"
"This seat is Du Yuan!"
Qianye shook his head and said lightly, "I've never heard of it."
Du Yuan's brows furrowed immediately, he is the commander of the city guard army, the number one expert in the army, with extremely high prestige, only under Luo Bingfeng. Even the special envoy of the Heavenly King has to give him some face.
It would be fine for Qianye to be sarcastic, but he still had a serious face, pretending to be serious.
After looking Du Yuan up and down, Qianye said again: "It's pretty good. But Luo Bingfeng is dead, why are you still alive? This life-saving skill is really good."
Du Yuan's face flushed with anger. He fought to the death when the empire besieged Luo Bingfeng that day, but he was seriously injured and unconscious. When he woke up, the battle had already ended. He was snatched away from the battlefield by several henchmen risking their lives and hid in the city until the Yong Ye army withdrew before returning to take charge of the overall situation.
It wasn't until not long ago that Du Yuan recovered from his injury, and his strength had not yet fully recovered to its peak. Both himself and those around him thought he had done his best. At that time, the empire came with a mighty momentum, who would dare to say that it could stop it
Therefore, Qianye's sarcasm was particularly harsh in Du Yuan's ears.
He raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, and shouted: "Little thief! You have not settled the matter with you for murdering City Lord Luo, yet you dare to bully him! Do you really think I heard that there is no one in Chaocheng?"
Qianye's expression was still so lukewarm, and he said, "Are you taking Zhang Buzhou's words as fart?"
"You can call Zhang Tianwang whatever you want?" Du Yuan's voice also raised a lot. From his answer, it can be seen that this person is shrewd in seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, bypassing Qianye's language trap.
However, if Du Yuan does not make it up, it will not hinder the overall situation. Qianye's voice did not increase, and the coverage area was further expanded, saying: "I am listening to Chao City Lord Qianye, and Zhang Buzhou personally informed Donghai of this news. This is my last reminder. , if there is anyone who doesn't know me, or doesn't take Zhang Buzhou seriously, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
After finishing speaking, Qianye looked at Du Yuan and said, "Did you hear clearly? The last time you got your life back, did you plan to leave it here?"
Under the eyes of everyone, how could Du Yuan give in, and said angrily: "The little thief is too rampant! You are so disrespectful to the king of heaven. With your little cultivation, it's not your turn to listen to the wild in Chaocheng! The old man will teach you well today I will teach you how to behave as a human being!"
He took a step forward, without taking out his saber, but casually pulled out a long sword from the waist of the person beside him, and pointed it at Qianye. Brightly stated that the old man can kill you with a sword at will.
Qianye didn't care if he was really stupid, or if he was acting for someone to see. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and Dongyue was already in his hand, and then there was a dense thunder sound on his body.
Hearing these bursts of thunder-like voices, Du Yuan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, as if an ancient beast was waking up in front of him!
Before he could make up his mind to give it a shot, or retreat quickly without worrying about his face, Qianye flicked his wrist, and Dongyue beheaded him!
The sword was soundless and light, as if it had no strength, and even the direction of the blade was a little erratic, making one wonder whether Qianye was hollowed out by the wine the night before, and he couldn't even hold the sword steadily.
However, Du Yuan and the people with the highest combat power all changed their colors. In their eyes, the space around the sword was distorted, and it was definitely not because of weakness and powerlessness. The power to cut open space was too terrifying.
In an instant, Du Yuan knew that he would never be able to stop this sword!
It's just that he can't retreat at this moment, if he loses his momentum, he might not be able to catch even one blow. With a strange cry, Du Yuan swung his sword upwards and slashed at Dongyue. There was only a light cracking sound, and the long sword in Du Yuan's hand broke into two pieces.
After re-tempering, Dongyue is extremely strong now, and his sharpness has also improved to a higher level. Not to mention that Du Yuan only has an ordinary long sword in his hand, even if he uses his own sword, it can only be cut in two with one sword.
Dongyue's downfall was not affected by this block in the slightest, but since Du Yuan had the intention to retreat, with his rich combat experience, he still used the power of the intersection of two swords to flash back instantly and escaped being cut by Dongyue's sword. open fate.
Du Yuan held the half-cut sword and stood more than ten meters away, staring at Qianye, his face pale. Just walking back and forth between life and death, no one can take it calmly.
He was about to leave when he suddenly felt itchy on his face, and then saw a drop of blood appear, slide down the bridge of his nose, and finally roll down from the tip of his nose.
Du Yuan's hands trembled slightly, and he held the broken sword in front of his eyes. From the reflection of the sword's edge, I saw a red line between my brows, and beads of blood were slowly oozing out.
His hands trembled even more, and the line of blood on his face showed that it wasn't an illusion just now, but that he really rolled on the line of life and death. If the reaction was a bit late, the movement was too slow and the blink of an eye would be too long, now he has been cut open in the middle and turned into a corpse.
Du Yuan's original force level is still above Qianye, even though he knows that Qianye's record is extraordinary, he still wants to stand out. On the one hand, the situation is forcing him. If he surrenders without a fight, his reputation will be ruined. On the other hand, he also feels that he will always If you can fight with Qianye, someone else will take action at that time.
Right now in Chaocheng, the people who most want to teach Qianye a lesson are not the old people under Luo Bingfeng's subordinates.
It's just that Du Yuanjue didn't expect that with just one move, he almost died under Qianye's sword.
Qianye didn't care if the sword missed. No matter what Du Yuan said, he followed Luo Bingfeng for a long time, and he heard that Chaocheng and even the entire East China Sea are all powerful people below the level of gods. There was also the factor of him putting on airs too much just now. Qianye thought to himself that he couldn't kill a strong person of this level with one blow, so he had to hit three and four.
Now that he had already made a move, Qianye didn't intend to give up without deciding the winner. Immediately after taking a step forward, Dongyue swept across and cut Du Yuan's waist.
At this moment, Qianye had already turned around and opened the mountain, the surging force was almost irresistible, the sword was as fast as wind and thunder, and as heavy as a mountain, the moment the sword was released, it reached Du Yuan's waist!
This sword was so fast, Du Yuan, who was still in shock, couldn't block it, and only managed to dodge it with a loud roar, and Dongyue reached the top of his head again.
There was really no way for Du Yuan to escape, he didn't even have the chance to throw away the broken sword and draw out the matching sword, all he could choose was the direction of escape. He gritted his teeth and jumped into the surrounding crowd! This time the pot exploded.
Qianye adjusted the direction of Dongyue's swing slightly as if nothing had happened, and a streak of scarlet gold sword energy spanned tens of meters, chasing Du Yuan and slashing towards him as if there was no one else around.
Du Yuan moved fast, and Qianye's sword energy was even faster. The people who were watching suffered disaster, and those on the periphery threw themselves to the side desperately. Unfortunately, those around Du Yuan's landing point had no time and space to dodge. With a desperate mood, he can swing his weapon, trying to block the sword energy that is pressing on his face.
A wave of blood suddenly appeared in the crowd, and everyone involved was crushed instantly.
But Du Yuan roared wildly, a stream of blood spurted out from behind, and he went away in an instant, actually escaping.
Qianye didn't chase after him, and put away Dongyue slowly. Turning his head to look at the long street in front of the city lord's mansion, his gaze swept over the buildings on the street or the closed or half-open windows, intentionally or not. Then pass through a place of dead and wounded, and enter the inner palace.
A moment later, Qianye was already sitting in the middle of the discussion hall of the City Lord's Mansion. A platform was temporarily set up here, and a high-back chair was placed on it, which was supposed to be the throne of the city lord.
Previously, Luo Bingfeng had been living in seclusion on the holy mountain, basically not living in the City Lord's Mansion. Therefore, the city lord's mansion has become the office of the city guards and various management departments. The arrangement of the discussion hall was also in the form of long tables. Qianye had people clear out the tables and chairs after seeing it. When he came to Tingchao City, he was not prepared to "discuss" with people.
Qianye was condescending, but the fly in the ointment was that there were only a dozen or so people below, and they were all small bosses, and there were no high-ranking figures. He didn't care either, the strong men in the city guard must have suffered heavy losses after being occupied twice by the Empire's Eternal Night, and after hitting Du Yuan with a sword, I believe there will be no more small fish and shrimps daring to provoke them for a while .
"Have the bodies outside been cleaned up? How about the casualties?"
"Master Qianye, a total of eleven people were killed, fifty-five were seriously injured, and one hundred and twenty were slightly injured."
Qianye sneered: "Dead in battle? So, I, the city lord, are still your enemy?"
The little leader of the city guards below suddenly saw sweat on his forehead, and said repeatedly: "I dare not! But... Lord City Lord, they are also following orders, and they can't help themselves. Besides, just relying on their rudimentary actions , you can kill them all with one hand, so why bother with these ants? You see, it would be better to have people treat the wounded first, and then severely punish them?"
Qianye tapped on the handrail and said calmly, "Which family is so tolerant of rebellion?"
Hearing the word rebellion, the little leader immediately broke out in cold sweat, and beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. He knelt down on the ground with a thud, and said repeatedly: "Master City Master, they are really bewitched by others, and they are just confused for a while! Besides, killing them will not be good for your reputation!"
"It seems that I'm hearing that Chaocheng's reputation is not very good. Do you still need to care?"
"I need it! Of course I need it!" The little boss said repeatedly, "Actually, many people don't come because they are not disrespectful, but because they are afraid of your prestige. I believe they will figure it out soon."
Qianye looked at the articulate little boss in front of him with a half-smile, although his back was drenched with sweat, and said, "You will be considerate of others. Are you afraid that I will kill you in a fit of anger?"
The man said: "Humble job has no ability, killing the humble job will only stain the hands of adults."
Qianye laughed, and said: "You are really brave. Well, since you are so unafraid of death, then let them be spared the death penalty. However, punishment must be given, so let's throw away the dead bodies. Outside the city, no burial is allowed. Those who are injured should be treated first, and then expelled from the city without returning.”
"Yes, my lord!" The people below agreed very readily, and after discussing a few words together, they sent out a few people to carry out.
Qianye just watched from above, letting them move. These low-level officers are all veterans, and obviously don't think he can sit in the position of city lord for long. When Qianye leaves or is expelled, the expelled person will naturally be able to come back.
Qianye sneered in his heart, and without saying anything, he ordered: "Go and inform all the families in the city, and order the patriarch to come to see me in the city lord's mansion in the afternoon. Anyone who doesn't come will be punished as a rebellion! In addition, let the guards in the mansion gather and take me to Du Take a look at the Grand Commander's mansion."
These orders were full of murderous intent, but in front of Qianye's sword that had severely damaged Du Yuan, who would dare to say no
In a short time, several military vehicles drove out of the city lord's mansion and drove to Du Yuan's mansion in Ting Chaocheng.
These military vehicles were refitted heavy trucks, none of the off-road vehicles that officers often ride on, and there were only a handful of soldiers on board, and there were only twenty or thirty of them including the drivers. None of the top officers of the city guards was there. Although the middle and lower ranks did not dare to openly disobey Qianye's order, it was inevitable that they would be submissive and sabotage their work.
Qianye sat in the driver's cab of the lead car, his gaze swept the left and right sides of the street, and from time to time he could feel malicious gazes from the buildings on both sides. But from the beginning to the end, no one dared to make a sneak attack, which made Qianye quite disappointed.
Du Yuan's mansion is located in the west district of Tingchao City, it is a big house occupying half a block, with high walls and deep yard, it looks majestic from a distance. But right now, the mansion is full of chaos and chaos, mixed with crying and screaming. From time to time, someone ran out from the corner door with a package on their shoulders, and disappeared into the alley in a blink of an eye.
Qianye jumped off the military vehicle, looked up at the gold lettering on the black background, the plaque of the Du Mansion, which was as solemn as the City Lord's Mansion, and then walked towards the gate.
"Stop! This is the Commander's Mansion. Who dares to trespass without fear of death?" There were actually two city guards guarding the gate of the Du Mansion.
Qianye didn't bother to chat with them, two blood lines shot out from his fingertips, pierced into the hearts of the two of them in an instant, and stopped immediately. The faces of the two guards suddenly lost all blood, and they fell limply to the ground, their life lost.
Qianye took the little boss and more than a dozen soldiers, smashed the gate of the Du Mansion together with the plaque with one sword, and walked into the compound.
People dressed as servants ran in and out of Du's mansion, it was a mess, all kinds of objects, clothes and quilts were scattered on the ground, as if they had just been robbed. Qianye grabbed a servant casually and asked Du Yuan's whereabouts.
The servant was so frightened that his whole body went limp, but luckily his utterance was still sharp, and he said quickly: "The elder just came back, and his whole body was covered in blood. As soon as he came back, he asked someone to pack up his things, and then left with a few young masters." .As soon as the old man left, the aunts packed up their things and fled separately."
After Qianye heard this, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, and said: "This guy, he runs so fast! Luo Bingfeng is also considered a hero of the world, how could he use such a guy as the commander in chief."
Qianye had misunderstood this. Du Yuan can be regarded as a fierce general with tyrannical combat power and a proud soldier who stabilizes the city's defenders. He has always had prestige. It's just that his confidence has been broken again and again, he survived the empire's siege of Luo Bingfeng by chance, and just escaped from Qianye's sword twice, the rare setback is that his bravery was exhausted, and he will never die again. Willing to die.
After releasing the servant, Qianye led his men to walk around the Du mansion.
At first glance, the building of the Du Mansion looks magnificent, but the details are quite rough. The overall style is based on the ancient imperial gardens. In terms of fineness and artistic conception, it is incomparable with the mansions of aristocratic families. At this moment, the mansion is in a mess everywhere, and there is nothing useful to see. Thinking about it, the really valuable ones were either taken away by Du Yuan, or swept away by a few aunts, and the rest were taken by the servants, and they got a lot of money.
Qianye had no idea about the property of the Du Mansion, so he was not disappointed. After looking inside and out, he said, "Burn this place."
"What?" Everyone thought they heard it wrong. The Du Mansion is also considered a big house, which is of great value in itself. Even if Du Yuan has already escaped, wouldn't it be better to take it down than to burn it
Qianye said: "I said, burn this place down."
"...Yes." The little boss already understood Qianye's style, and immediately winked at his colleagues and subordinates, and everyone dispersed and opened fire.
In an instant, more than a dozen fires ignited, and raging flames swept across the entire Du Mansion, and the smoke and flames soaring into the sky could be seen throughout Tingchao City.
Qianye stood outside the mansion, watching the raging flames, and after a while, he still had the leisure to direct the city guards to pull out firebreaks around the perimeter to prevent the fire from spreading to nearby blocks. He stood there watching for a while, until the flames engulfed the entire Du Mansion, then turned and walked towards the military vehicle.
The little leader followed up and asked cautiously, "My lord, where are we going now?"
Qianye stopped, looked back, and saw that everyone behind him looked fearful and cautious, and said, "It's a pity that no one came to put out the fire."
Everyone's expressions immediately became awkward, especially that little boss. Qianye suddenly asked: "What's your name?"
The little boss hurriedly said: "The villain's name is Du Xinchu, he is... the distant nephew of Commander Du."
Qianye didn't expect that there was such a relationship, so he glanced at him with great interest, and said, "You're not afraid that I'll kill you after you mention your identity?"
"Killing a villain is just dirtying an adult's hands, it doesn't make any sense."
Qianye nodded and said, "Then tell me, why no one came to put out the fire?"
Du Xinchu was silent for a while, and said: "Your Excellency has seriously injured the Grand Commander with a sword. The news must have spread. If there is no absolute certainty, no one will come to die."
Qianye smiled, got into the car, asked Du Xinchu to sit beside him, and continued: "Then what do you think is the reason why those people don't want me to be the city lord?"
Du Xinchu said: "There are three reasons. One is that the adults are not strong enough. If you want to be the Lord of Chao City, you have to be a general to be able to convince the crowd. The other is that Chao City is like other places. It is never monolithic inside. In the past, there were many factions, but now after the two wars, the city suffered heavy casualties, and many positions were vacant. Naturally, some people felt that the opportunity had come, some wanted to occupy some important positions, and some even wanted to seek the position of the city lord. In the end, the king of heaven affirmed I don't want you to sit firmly in this position, most likely you will use some means secretly."
Qianye was a little surprised by his directness, and said, "It seems inappropriate to tell me so much."
Du Xinchu sighed, and said: "Nothing else, I still have a bit of eyesight. I have seen the power of a master's sword, and I know that even if all the masters in the city are raised, it is just a test of the sword for the master. I heard that Chaocheng has already been injured. I can't stand the toss anymore. It's better for an adult to take the seat of the city lord than to be annexed by the wolf king."
Qianye smiled faintly and said, "You have confidence in me."
He suddenly glanced at the front windshield and said, "Stop."
The military vehicles stopped one by one, Qianye opened the door and walked to a cross street ahead.
In front of him lay a long street with many shops on both sides, but few pedestrians. Signboards and door flags fluttered in the wind. There were a few customers coming in and out of the store, but most of them were busy shop assistants. There were no customers in the store, and I didn't know what they were busy with.
This street is long and narrow, but the buildings on both sides are quite tall. The sun was shining brightly at the street entrance, but the long street was full of chills, like a lead cloud over the city, making people breathless.
Qianye just glanced at it, then turned a corner and strolled into the long street. At the back, Du Xinchu's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to stop him, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Qianye had already stepped into the long street. Du Xinchu froze in place, looked at his hands, and at Qianye's back more than ten meters away, his face became more solemn.
As soon as he stepped into the long street, wisps of murderous aura rushed towards his face, and the light on the street was somewhat dimmed. The wind that passed through the building seemed to carry a biting chill.
Not far away, the windows on the third floor on both sides suddenly shattered, and several black shadows rushed down from the sky! At the same time, the clerks in the shop on the first floor also lifted the tablecloth in the hall. What is covered under the cloth is not a table, but a hard crossbow placed in a box!