Creation Color Master

Seeing the brothers who had accompanied him in dominating Juanye County in the past dying here one by one, Li Qingshan suddenly became furious. He burst out with all his strength and killed Chu Mo.

At this time, the six sword slaves protecting Chu Mo suddenly shouted: "Protect the lord, sword formation, start."

The six sword slaves scattered and occupied different positions of Li Qingshan. Then, six people and six swords attacked Li Qingshan in the middle at the same time.

Li Qingshan's Black Tiger Rakshasa power emanated from his body. Every punch he threw seemed to be accompanied by the roar of a tiger. The powerful wind from his fists was wrapped with a strong force of Qi and blood. His cultivation at the peak of the Second Realm Soul Condensing Stage burst out with all his strength, and for a time the Six Sword Slaves were forced to retreat step by step.

Li Qingshan is worthy of being the master who roamed Juanye County and founded the Black Tiger Gang. With just a few replies, the sword formation formed by the six sword slaves showed signs of breaking.

Chu Mo quietly looked at Sarliang who was standing behind him.

With just one glance, Salliang understood what Chu Mo meant. He slowly raised his hand, and the ice spear intent quickly condensed in his hand. Then he lightly pointed at Li Qingshan in the sword formation, and the ice spear intent, carrying the principles of spear, went straight to Li Qingshan.

Just as Li Qingshan was secretly gathering his strength, preparing to break through the sword formation of the six people in one fell swoop and kill them to avenge his brothers, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Li Qingshan, who originally wanted to dodge, seemed to be locked in. Seeing this sudden attack, he was frightened out of his wits.

"puff"

Li Qingshan felt as if his whole body was hit by an iceberg. At the same time, a powerful ice spear intent was ravaging his body and destroying his meridians. Even using the Black Tiger Rakshasa power was of no use.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Li Qingshan was instantly seriously injured.

The six sword slaves took advantage of the victory and directly stabilized the sword formation again, attacking Li Qingshan in the center again.

The figure sways like the god of death; the figure floats like the soul-catcher.

Six swords came out at the same time, the sword formation was extremely powerful, and instantly harvested all of Li Qingshan's life.

Seeing Li Qingshan being killed so easily, the surrounding soldiers were so scared that they dropped their weapons and ran around, and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

Xiao Ying and the other people who were plotting to rob the corpse were already stunned at this moment. The figures of the Six Sword Slaves were deeply imprinted in their minds.

Whether it was the ease with which they slaughtered the soldiers, or the killing of characters like the Seven Tigers with one sword, or finally the six people joining forces to kill Li Qingshan, they all couldn't believe it.

No one had expected that the top leaders of the Black Tiger Gang, which had dominated Juanye County for many years, would be beheaded right before their eyes.

Some people even rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

Chu Mo simply waved his hand, and the figures of the six sword slaves merged into the darkness again. They were like ghosts, and they only spoke one sentence from beginning to end.

Chu Mo also turned around and left, and the person behind him followed closely, not daring to cross the line at all. Questions about Chu Mo's identity came to everyone's mind.

"Go and bury your father."

This was the only sentence Chu Mo left before he left.

Xiao Ying's beautiful eyes were fixed on the direction where Chu Mo left, her expression fluctuating slightly.

He naturally recognized Chu Mo. This figure had saved him from danger three times, but he had never had a real conversation with him.

After returning to the inn, Yang Jiye and Yao Guangxiao breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Chu Mo coming back, but they didn't say anything.

The reason why Yang Jiye and Yao Guangxiao were not brought along was because their features were too obvious and their identities would be easily exposed.

After Chu Mo sat down, he said calmly: "Zhen Gang, take them to the Black Tiger Gang's lair and bring back all the valuable things they can find."

"Yes, my lord."

A cold voice sounded from the surroundings, and then a shadow left in front of the door.

Chu Mo looked at everyone and then said, "Everyone, go to bed early. We have to rush to Fuyang City early tomorrow morning."

In just one night, the news of the Black Tiger Gang's demise spread like a stone thrown into a calm lake, with Baekje City as the center, and spread to the surrounding towns and villages.

Chu Mo had not expected that the demise of the Black Tiger Gang would cause such a big commotion. In addition, Baekje City's lord Geng Jinbiao was forced to resign by him, leaving Baekje City in a state of being ownerless. He decided to write a letter to inform Aunt Xi.

Although my uncle and Tang Feichen had both gone to Beijing to meet the emperor, the handling of all matters in Yunzhou was now handed over to Aunt Xi.

A golden-winged eagle that had reached the second level of cultivation spread its wings and flew high, soon disappearing into the clouds.

At this time in Tianyi City, the Prefectural Mansion was located here, and a familiar dark golden figure appeared here.

Geng Jinbiao was originally a spy planted in the Black Tiger Gang by the prefect Li Wei, and his real identity was the steward of the prefect's mansion.

Geng Jinbiao had to report everything he had experienced, such earth-shaking news, to the prefect Li Wei as soon as possible.

A middle-aged man in a dark purple gilded brocade robe sat upright, covered in jewels and with a big belly. He looked at Geng Jinbiao seriously and said, "Butler, this is true. That man really took out the token of the Shadow Twin Guards."

Geng Jinbiao smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, it is true. He was accompanied by a military practitioner whose lowest level of cultivation was at the third level of Kaitian. If he had not had the intention to kill me, I would have died on the spot."

Li Wei picked up the teacup and said calmly, "Some time ago, there was news from the academy that a mysterious young man followed the prince and called him uncle. He and the prince were brothers. There was a man with a barbarian look, an old general with a gray beard, and a monk in black. You saw them all."

Geng Jinbiao said respectfully: "I only saw the man who looked like a barbarian. The other two did not show up. They should have stayed in the room of the inn."

As if remembering something, the governor Li Wei's face changed and he said, "It's bad. The Black Tiger Gang has secret letters between me and Li Qingshan. You must immediately take the best men in the palace to the Black Tiger Gang's lair and destroy them all. Don't let them fall into anyone's hands, and don't leave anyone alive. Remember, remember."

Geng Jinbiao nodded in agreement and took quick action.

Unfortunately, at this time, the Six Sword Slaves had already sneaked into the Black Tiger Gang’s lair on an unnamed hill between the roads of Baekje City and Fuyang City.

The Black Tiger Gang was an important source of his wealth, and now it was wiped out. How could Li Wei not be angry? However, being timid by nature, he did not dare to have any thoughts of revenge when facing Chu Mo.

Not to mention the military deployment around Chu Mo, given Chu Mo's relationship with the prince, if he went to the prince to file a complaint against himself, even if there was no key evidence and his personal safety was not endangered, he would probably lose his current position.

Thinking of this, Prefect Li Wei stood up and hurried to the back garden.

While the prince has already left Yunzhou, he cannot sit and wait for death. He has to be prepared for both situations. He must establish a good relationship with Chu Mo and save his life and property first.

Just when everything was in turmoil, Chu Mo was in a good mood, riding on the green-eyed jade dragon, leisurely walking towards Fuyang City.

Although there are low mountains between Baekje City and Fuyang City, fortunately, the transportation is very convenient. There are many official roads and small paths connecting the two cities, so there is no need to worry about road problems.

Chu Mo chose the most convenient official road and moved forward slowly.