Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

The fighting continues...

The assassins seemed to have made up their minds to kill and rob, and their methods were extremely ruthless. Although Gongsun Zhi and the long-bearded strange man were highly skilled in martial arts, they were no match for the overwhelming number of men, and their men suffered heavy casualties.

Duan Zhengchun had no intention of interfering, but suddenly he saw an assassin kidnap the young woman in the green robe, put her on a fast horse, and gallop away.

Gongsun Zhi, however, did not pursue them, seemingly preoccupied only with the jewels in the two carriages.

After a brief hesitation, Duan Zhengchun quickly gave chase and soon discovered the trail of the assassins. However, he found that the group had left Emerald City and headed north.

Duan Zhengchun wanted to go west, but the group of assassins went north, in completely opposite directions.

After hesitating for a moment, Duan Zhengchun still couldn't let go of the woman in green robes and continued the pursuit.

However, since his horse had been galloping for several days, it was already exhausted and could not catch up. He could only follow the other horse's tracks.

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After chasing for a whole night and a day, Duan Zhengchun finally found the last trace of the assassins and arrived at an inn. However, although he arrived, his horse died on the way.

Duan Zhengchun did not directly rescue the person. Instead, he put on a bamboo hat and walked into the inn, disguised himself as an ordinary martial arts practitioner, and checked into a room.

He was curious about who these people of unknown origin were. Judging from their methods of murder, robbery, kidnapping, and extortion, they must have been doing this kind of thing for years.

After nightfall, Duan Zhengchun climbed out of the window, leaped onto the roof, found the guest room where the assassins were staying, lifted a tile a crack, and squinted inside.

Several assassins were sitting around a table laden with food and wine, their faces flushed from drinking.

On the bed not far away, the woman in the green robe lay motionless, seemingly unconscious.

"As expected, those unlucky guys were right. They actually attracted a big buyer with this treasure. But they were just unlucky to run into our Jiaolong Gang, and we beat them to it!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The assassins drank and talked.

However, when Duan Zhengchun, who was lying on the roof, heard the other party mention the words "Jiaolong Gang", he frowned instantly!

If he remembers correctly, the real "Yin Zhiping" died at the hands of the Jiaolong Gang! And the severe injuries he suffered when he was reborn were thanks to the Jiaolong Gang!

Moreover, after listening to the conversation of these people, Duan Zhengchun realized that a batch of treasure had actually involved three forces!

[It's like searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly!]

Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes, and a murderous intent instantly arose in them!

Now that we've encountered them, we can't let them go easily. Let's take this as revenge for "Yin Zhiping"!

But what puzzled him was that the Jiaolong Gang was far away in the northern desert, so why would they come to the south?

Just then, the sound of hooves rang out, and dozens of men in black rode in, rushing into the courtyard in a grand procession, accompanied by the two carriages loaded with treasure.

It seems that Gongsun Zhi and his disciples ultimately failed to protect these treasures, not only losing everything but also losing their daughter in the process.

Soon, these people dismounted and met with their companions who had made preparations ahead of time. The leader, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, went directly into the guest room that Duan Zhengchun was monitoring.

They seemed to have arranged to meet here long ago.

"Gang leader!"

Several assassins, their faces flushed from drinking, hurriedly stood up to greet him and bowed respectfully to Scarface.

Scarface glanced at the group, seemingly displeased, and sat down silently in his chair.

A man nearby, sensing the danger, quickly poured Scarface a glass of wine with a forced smile and nervously explained, "Boss, the brothers have been traveling for days and are indeed a bit tired, so they had a few extra drinks."

"Yes, boss, all the brothers knew you could handle those buyers, and we were right."

"By the way, boss, we also brought back someone for you. This girl is quite pretty. None of the brothers have touched her; they're just waiting for you to come back and enjoy her."

As soon as the first person spoke, the others chimed in, subtly changing the subject.

However, Scarface didn't seem to want to blame anyone. Instead, he looked at the green-robed woman lying on the bed with undisguised greed on his face.

Duan Zhengchun, who had a clear view of everything, narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but touch the sword at his waist, his killing intent intensifying.

His hatred for the Mongol Tartars had been brewing in his heart, and he was just looking for a way to vent it when the Jiaolong Gang unexpectedly delivered themselves to his doorstep!

"Who?!"

But at that moment, Scarface, who had been sitting in a chair staring intently at the woman in green robes, suddenly looked up at the roof, then quickly picked up a wine glass and threw it at the roof!

With a crisp sound, the wine glass pierced through the roof, and shards of broken porcelain flew towards Duan Zhengchun!

After a slight surprise, Duan Zhengchun leaped up, dodging the flying porcelain shards, turned and landed on a pillar in the courtyard, coldly looking at the guest room on the second floor.

Soon, the guest room window opened, and Scarface stood at the window with a gloomy expression, coldly looking at Duan Zhengchun, who was standing on one leg on a pillar, with a sinister look in his eyes.

At the same time, dozens of assassins swarmed out of the inn and formed a circle around Duan Zhengchun's feet.

Through the edge of his bamboo hat, Duan Zhengchun stared intently at the scarred man inside the window, his face expressionless, though a faint killing intent emanated from him.

He hadn't expected that the scarred man's martial arts skills were actually quite good, as he had discovered him so quickly.

"Who are you?!"

Scarface pointed at Duan Zhengchun with one finger and demanded an explanation in a stern voice.

"Who I am is not important; what matters is the treasure on the carriage."

Duan Zhengchun sneered, deliberately diverting the other party's attention.

"You're here for the treasure too?!"

"Hmph, let's see if you're alive to take it! Kill him!"

Scarface paused for a moment, then immediately gave the order.

As soon as he finished speaking, the assassins standing under the pillar began to climb upwards with their knives in hand, while others tore open their sleeves, and darts flew towards Duan Zhengchun!

Without further hesitation, Duan Zhengchun leaped down, his long sword instantly unsheathed, and in the blink of an eye, he had killed two people with ease!

"The Quanzhen Sect's swordsmanship?!"

The scarred man standing at the second-floor window changed his expression slightly and blurted out.

"Good eye! Can you guess who I am?! Perhaps this isn't our first meeting!"

As Duan Zhengchun charged through the crowd, he called out to them.

Scarface's already ferocious expression became even more ugly upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's words. After a moment's hesitation, he flipped over and leaped out of the window, standing on the outside and observing the agile and ruthless Duan Zhengchun.

One of his men quickly stepped forward and handed a ghost-head knife to Scarface.

Although the Jiaolong Gang had a large number of members, it was as easy for Duan Zhengchun as cutting melons and vegetables. Before long, only less than ten of the dozens of enemies were still able to stand.

The entire courtyard of the post station was already stained red with blood.

"You're from the Quanzhen Sect?! Who exactly are you?!"

Scarface asked again in a stern voice.

From Duan Zhengchun's voice, he had already guessed Duan Zhengchun's age and knew that he was one of the third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. However, in the entire Quanzhen Sect, only the Seven Masters of Quanzhen could be considered masters. Among the third-generation disciples, there had been no rising stars in recent years, so it was impossible for them to possess martial arts skills as high as Duan Zhengchun's.

Even Zhao Zhijing, the third-generation eldest disciple who went to the northern desert last time, was just an ordinary person with mediocre martial arts skills, let alone the other disciples!

"You really don't recognize me?"

Duan Zhengchun sneered, and as he spoke, he finally took off his bamboo hat, revealing his face.

Upon seeing Duan Zhengchun's true face, the scarred man didn't show much change, but one of his surviving subordinates standing beside him suddenly paled, pointing at Duan Zhengchun in surprise and muttering, "It's you?! It's actually you?!"

"You know him?!"

Scarface's expression changed slightly, and he turned his head in confusion to ask another question.

"It's him! It's Yin Zhiping! He was also there when he infiltrated the northern desert with Zhao Zhijing to secretly investigate our Jiaolong Gang!"

"But how is that possible?! Aren't you dead?!"

"And it's only been two months, how could your skills have improved so rapidly?! Even if you had some kind of extraordinary encounter, it's impossible!"

The man pointed at Duan Zhengchun, his face pale, and spoke with his lips trembling uncontrollably.

What terrified him wasn't Duan Zhengchun's identity, but rather that a severely injured, seemingly doomed third-rate expert had reappeared two months later, and had even transformed into an unfathomable, supreme master...