Entering through the city gate, the streets were teeming with people, a sea of jostling shoulders, and martial artists wearing bamboo hats could be seen everywhere, along with Taoists clad in brown robes and monks with shaved heads...
They were all Jianghu people and Sect Disciples who had come upon hearing the news.
Chen Mo walked among them in a blue Daoist robe, so inconspicuous as to be completely unnoticed.
However, where there were people, there was Jianghu, and where there was Jianghu, conflict was inevitable.
Not more than a few dozen meters ahead, the sound of an angry shout reached his ears, "You damn thief, you stole my Magical Treasure last time, and I haven’t settled the score with you yet! How dare you show your face in front of me?"
"Hmph, Heaven’s gifts belong to the virtuous. Whoever can seize it, owns it! Was your name, Qin Yi, written on that Magical Treasure?" another person replied, their voice slightly tinged with sarcasm.
"Enough talk! Prepare to die!"
Boom!
The potent energy surged, and two figures leapt into the air.
One of them had a burly figure, clad in black, and wielded a massive Plain Blade dragging behind him.
The other wore a white long robe, shook a folding fan, and seemed to glide effortlessly, exuding an air of ease and grace.
The man in black swung his Plain Blade fiercely, while the man in white waved his fan, sending a barrage of Wind Blades down like a torrential rain.
Clang—
Clang—
Clang—
The Wind Blades were blocked by the burly man with his blade, changing their path and scattering in all directions.
A chorus of exclamations erupted on the street as people hurriedly blocked and dodged, causing chaos and confusion, with some people and even horses toppling over.
"Watch where you’re shooting that thing!"
"This is between you two, don’t drag us into it!"
"Take it outside the city gate if you want to fight, watch out or you’ll attract the Sky Scale Guard!"
Chen Mo stood aside, watching coldly.
*Judging from the aura, the man in white was slightly inferior to the burly man. He deliberately used a wide-area Daoist Skill to draw trouble to others so he could escape at the right moment.*
"Don’t blame me, Qin Yi attacked first!"
The man in white explained, his fan swinging more fiercely, a violent storm surging forth.
The burly man, worried about harming bystanders, decided not to block any longer. He enveloped his entire body with True Yuan and charged directly into the storm.
At this moment, a Wind Blade shot toward where Chen Mo was standing.
*Chen Mo frowned, feeling slightly annoyed, and reached out with his fingers to firmly catch the Wind Blade.*
He then flicked his fingers lightly—
Swish!
The Wind Blade rebounded exactly, striking the wrist of the man in white.
?!
The man in white cried out in sudden pain, dropping his folding fan to the ground, and the overwhelming storm came to a halt.
The burly man sensed this opportunity with precision, striking with a blade that cut through the air, piercing him in the chest with ferocious force!
Accompanied by a bone-chilling sound of metal clashing, the white robe, along with the Soft Armor inside, tore apart, and blood sprayed, the wound deep enough to reveal bone!
"Qin Yi, just you wait!"
The man in white shrieked as he leapt back.
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