After giving the order to attack to everyone.

Jiang Yan did not waste time leaving the city through the city gate, but jumped directly from the city wall.

His legs were like a vajra, step by step, stepping on the wall. In just a few steps, he ran vertically down to the base of the Kaiyang city wall.

See this.

Zhou Heng and others did not delay either. They followed Jiang Yan's actions and ran to the bottom of the city wall, stepping heavily on the hard wall.

For these "little supermen" in the world who have opened up at least eleven Yuanqiao, increased their strength by a hundred pounds, and strengthened their physique accordingly.

They could walk on the city wall which was less than 20 meters high as if it were flat ground.

"Be careful of those guys in the city and keep at least 30% of your strength."

"kill!!"

Seeing Zhou Heng and others running down the city wall, Jiang Yan first whispered a reminder to them, then suddenly drew out the ghost-head sword from his waist and rushed towards the refugee group fiercely.

"kill!!"

Liu Shiqing, Luo Jiu and the other three did not delay either. After nodding secretly, they also rushed out.

However, although the four of them were carrying weapons, they did not take them out like Jiang Yan did.

It was obvious that the four of them had not yet mastered the weapon-related martial arts. Using weapons in a melee might lead to failure, so it would be safer to use fists and feet.

After seeing everyone rushing out.

Zhou Heng slowly drew out his Hanfeng sword.

He flicked the sword lightly with his fingers, and the bright sword sound hummed and echoed. At the same time, he quietly attracted the Yuanli in the Yuanqiao and started to circulate the Yuanli trajectory in his body according to the "Bixie Sword Technique".

Soon, the trajectory of the elemental force successfully ran a cycle in the body.

A feeling of lightness suddenly surged into his heart, his lower body gradually retracted, and he unconsciously had a vague idea that he seemed to be a woman.

The current negative status column on the system panel soon added three negative entries: [Disappearance of penis], [Slight ambiguity in gender identity], and [Subtle temptation of evil desire].

"Good boy, this is truly a special martial art. It gave me three negative states right away."

Look at the negative entries on the system panel.

Zhou Heng couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

A mere martial art can bring about three negative states that are difficult for ordinary people to accept and eliminate. That's why he dares to use this "deadly" martial art so often.

Ordinary people would never dare to use these martial arts unless they were in a life-or-death situation.

Just as Zhou Heng was amazed.

The five people from Jiang Yan have also completely rushed into the refugee group.

Faced with those refugees who were half-naked and hungry, they showed no mercy.

Jiang Yan swung the ghost-head sword in his hand with great ferocity, slashing out a series of cold and hot alternating dark blue blade beams.

Although the blade light he slashed out today was not as huge as the one that was a hundred meters long when he first came to Pingyang City, it was only three or four meters long. However, this three or four meter long blade light was like a sickle for cutting wheat, and it easily cut large groups of refugees into two.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of refugees lay dead around him, and the flowing blood dyed the ground red.

Liu Shiqing and the other three were also extraordinary.

They rushed into the crowd like four ferocious beasts from ancient times. As they waved their fists and feet, there were the sounds of heavy artillery, the roar of rivers, the roar of thunder, and the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Large groups of refugees died helplessly under their fists and feet.

Moreover, the refugees who died at the hands of these four men were far more miserable than those who died under Jiang Yan's knife. Many of their bodies were directly blown into pools of disgusting meat paste.

However, their killing speed relying on their fists and feet was inevitably slower. After a few breaths, the four of them had only killed about a hundred refugees, which was far less than the performance of Jiang Yan alone.

Seeing that the killing has already started completely.

Zhou Heng did not delay any longer and immediately rushed towards the refugee group with a sword in hand.

With the help of the Exorcism Sword Technique, his speed was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and rushed directly into the group of refugees. He was so fast that he left an afterimage behind him.

With the power of ten times the speed, he was as fast as lightning and as slippery as a loach among the refugees.

With a flick of his feet, he dodged and came close to the refugees, then swung the sword in his hand, gracefully slashing across the other's throat.

Soon, refugees appeared in the refugee group, completely unaware of what had just happened, covering their bleeding throats in pain, and eventually fell to the ground powerlessly, dying unwillingly.

Ordinary refugees failed to notice Zhou Heng, who was as fast as lightning.

The five people from Jiang Yan, who had been paying close attention to their surroundings, were able to see some clues.

For a moment, they were extremely stunned and terrified at the same time.

Especially Liu Shiqing, who had just had a conflict with Zhou Heng. At this moment, the astonishment in his heart could no longer be helped but turned into boundless fear.

"How could you be... so strong?"

Liu Shiqing muttered, his mouth dry and his tongue parched. He was so filled with fear that he could hardly control himself, and even the speed at which he killed the refugees slowed down a bit.

Just when he was feeling a little upset.

Jiang Yan came up to him quietly.

"Old Liu, are you okay?"

"me……"

Liu Shiqing was in a state of confusion, his eyes closely following the afterimage left by Zhou Heng as he flashed past among the crowd of refugees. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

"Alas, Old Liu, Old Liu, listen to my advice. Spending money will ward off disaster. Zhou Heng is not someone you can afford to offend.

Let alone his incredible speed of enlightenment and his current monstrous combat power, his mysterious background alone is enough to crush you."

"Background? Doesn't he have no background? If he did, how come he doesn't even know some basic common sense of cultivation?"

Liu Shiqing suddenly came back to his senses and couldn't help but ask a few questions in return.

"Ah."

Hearing Liu Shiqing's childish question, Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing.

"Do you think someone without any background can become a recruit after just a few days in the camp?

Do you think a person without any background can possess such terrifying strength now?

The reason why people don't have common sense is that they are just pretending to be confused. If you really believe it, then you are really stupid.

And, do you know what I got when I went to great lengths to secretly investigate his background? All I got was the three words, "Unspeakable."

You should know that I got this information from a personal guard under the command of a captain. Think about it carefully."

"This this……"

Liu Shiqing was speechless again, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant. He just stood there in a daze, with no mood to chase after the refugees at all.

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