The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Seeing that his token had blocked the sword, Fang Duobing breathed a sigh of relief.

But just then, he suddenly saw the young man in front of him and a look of disdain appeared in his eyes!

Oops!

The next second, a cold, sharp sword aura pierced through the token, penetrated his lower abdomen, and then burst out of his body through his back, spurting blood.

Fang Duobing felt as if countless mosquitoes and flies were flying around in front of him, his ears began to ring, and at the same time a hot, fishy-smelling stream gushed out from his throat. The next second, blood splattered on the spot!

"Dangdang!"

He could no longer hold the heavy sword in his hand, and it fell to the ground.

At this moment, Fang Duobing felt as if a flame was burning fiercely inside his body, trying to burn his internal organs and meridians to ashes!

He was unable to gather his true energy any longer!

Damage to his dantian is such a severe injury that it could make him disappear from the martial arts world for a very long time.

Even if a martial artist's dantian is injured, at most their strength will decrease, and they will still be able to fight. They won't become an ordinary person like him, or even worse than an ordinary person!

His dantian was his only weakness, which he had always hidden very well!

"You—" Fang Duoyun clutched his stomach and lower back, his gaze fixed on Jia Daoshi. This outcome was devastating for him!

"Losing to me isn't a loss of face for you." Jia Daoshi clapped his hands, looking completely unconcerned.

Yi Qianxiao, Shen Li, and Wu Qingye all breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene.

They had previously harbored doubts about whether Jia Daoshi could defeat Fang Duobing.

After all, he's ranked sixth on the assassin list.

Now it seems that I am worrying too much.

No matter what happens, you can always trust Jia Daoshi. As long as he's around, whether it's a low-level game, a high-level game, a high-level game, or a professional game, he can maintain a 100% win rate and play with ease. His record is verifiable.

The Huyan brothers and Huo Yaojin were shocked when they saw this scene.

Fang Duobing was a secret weapon they had hired at great expense, but they never expected that he would be crippled in a single encounter with Jia Daoshi!

Just then, a man rushed out from behind the Huyan brothers, casually flicked a leather whip, wrapped it around Fang Duobing's waist, and pulled him back, throwing him to Huo Yaojin!

It was Murong Nishang who had just returned!

Murong Nishang never expected that Fang Duobing would be crippled in just a short while!

"The situation has changed! The Imperial City Guard of the Great Jing Dynasty has arrived! Retreat!"

Murong Nishang shouted sharply and was the first to retreat!

Huyan Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to snatch back Fang Duobing's two swords and quickly left with Huyan You.

Although they felt frustrated, the situation was unfavorable to them at this time, and they had to make a decisive decision.

He still admired Murong Nishang for this.

However, what Hu Yanzhuo couldn't understand was where Murong Nishang had just gone?

……

Ming Gui stared blankly at the scene before him.

Ranked sixth on the assassin leaderboard?

That's it?

Were we losing a little too quickly?

Is this just an act?

As a top-tier Vajra Realm expert, even if your dantian is injured, you shouldn't immediately collapse into a corpse, right?

Moreover, this Jia Daoshi seems to be specifically targeting people's dantian, his goal is very clear, is he that smart?

Just then, Shen Li sighed: "This time, Fang Duobing probably doesn't even know how he lost."

Yi Qianxiao nodded: "You noticed it too. I just saw his expression, and he looked completely bewildered and at a loss."

Wu Qingye asked with curiosity, "Mr. Jia, do you really know his weakness?"

Jia Daoshi smiled faintly: "Finding his Achilles' heel isn't actually that difficult."

"Alright, since they've run away, let's not chase them. The injuries we sustained earlier are enough to give them a run for their money."

"For now, let's deal with the Sun Moon Cult first."

Inside the secret chamber, Ren Woxiao was leading his followers of the Sun Moon Cult in a fierce battle with his armed guards.

"Shh!"

Ren Woxiao held a soft sword in his hand and thrust it towards Yuan Jin'er!

The soft sword was like a white silver snake, constantly moving left and right in the air!

"Hmph! A petty trick!"

Although this group of people were fighting fiercely just now, half of their attention was focused on Shen Li and Fang Duobing.

They didn't go all out.

Once those conspicuous people left, they started to get serious.

Yuan Jin'er and the Sun Moon Cult had a deep-seated grudge; they were irreconcilable enemies. Naturally, when enemies met, they were extremely hostile.

However, although Yuan Jin'er was quite strong, she was still no match for the leader of a sect. Fortunately, she had the help of a guard with a sword, which allowed her to fight Ren Woxiao to a standstill.

Compared to the serious expressions of Yuan Jin'er and her armed guards, Ren Woxiao appeared much more composed.

With a casual swing of the soft sword in his hand, he could unleash a series of sharp sword energies. These energies not only broke through the offensive formed by Yuan Jin'er and the guard with the knife, but also forced the two of them to defend, leaving them with no ability to attack.

No wonder this cult leader was able to calmly escape with his disciples during the imperial court's siege, and even set up a trap here to ambush the imperial court and martial arts figures.

Facing the Sun Moon Cult leader, whose aura had suddenly surged, Yuan Jin'er and the guard with the sword both felt extremely strained.

Even so, the two did not give up, but instead channeled their inner energy, determined to fight Ren Woxiao to the death!

"Hmph! You two fools who don't know what's good for you, I'll kill you both today!"

Ren Woxiao let out a loud, raucous laugh, his soft sword flashing like a snake's tongue, aiming precisely for Yuan Jin'er's vital points.

However, what the old cult leader did not expect was...

Shen Li, the Prince of Zhenbei, who had been watching the commotion from the sidelines, suddenly made a move!

That's right!

Shen Li made her move at that moment!

Shen Li stomped her foot, ignoring the injury on her shoulder, and swung her Crimson Feather Spear with her right hand, thrusting it towards Ren Woxiao, who was engaged in fierce combat!

The entire process was completely silent, and the movements were fluid and seamless!

Before the Crimson Feather Spear even pierced the scene, the chilling killing intent had already enveloped the entire area!

The gun, having drunk its fill of blood, seemed to understand its master's intentions and became exceptionally excited!

"Young man! You are despicable! You have no martial ethics!"

Ren Woxiao never expected that the dignified Prince of Zhenbei would resort to such a sneak attack!

So ungrateful!

I'm an old man with white hair and beard. It's one thing for you three young juniors to gang up on me, but you even resorted to sneak attacks!

"Hmph! What need is there for a scoundrel like you to talk about martial ethics? It's a joke!"

Shen Li looked sarcastic, completely ignoring Ren Woxiao's words.

All's fair in war. When it comes down to life and death, who's going to spout platitudes about morality and righteousness?

"Little bitch!"

Faced with such a bachelor as Shen Li, Ren Woxiao had no choice but to retaliate verbally!