Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Qiu family, outside the gate

"Brother Li is indeed decisive and efficient." Ye Guhong looked at the sudden rise of blood in the distance, twirling the throwing knife in his hand.

Throwing knives, throwing knives again.

As Ye Guhong sighed, the throwing knife in his hand suddenly lit up with a Taotie totem and then flew out.

The servant at the door turned into bones in an instant, and the bones fell to the ground, reflecting the warm light of the sun.

Ye Guhong found a deep connection with the Taotie Technique of the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect.

To him, the throwing knife was not a concealed weapon, but a murder weapon.

Ye Guhong's throwing knives never conceal their heads or tails; they fly out openly and hit their targets squarely.

Then, a dense barrage of throwing knives poured out like a torrential rain.

"The Taotie devours blood and flesh, leaving only bones." Ye Guhong chuckled as he listened to the terrified screams from inside the courtyard.

Ye Guhong took a step forward and arrived on the roof. Looking at the white bones scattered on the ground, he twirled the throwing knife in his hand.

"Next match." Ye Guhong looked at the collapsed Qiu family head, retrieved his flying knives, and unleashed them again, while pondering how to deal with the next family.

Ye Guhong was just like the other Xie Zhi factions of the Six Doors, all of whom were used to doing things personally.

While Li Junsu was pondering this, Li Junsu had already set off for the Blood Refining Sect.

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Blood Refining Sect, below the mountain gate.

"This sect is really unlucky." Bai Xingling looked at the familiar road with a strange expression.

This was precisely the location of the Green Pine Gate when Li Junsu had last cleaned it up.

"Perhaps some remnants." Li Junsu took a step, roaring with deathly aura, and appeared in the center of the hall.

The two elite soldiers from the mountain gate were sent flying backwards and knocked unconscious. Li Junsu's expression was somewhat strange.

Can a complete novice in the martial arts world become an elite guard at the mountain gate?

"How dare you!" A furious shout came from the back of the mountain, and then the big man fell like a meteor.

The sound of weapons clashing rang out, and the disciples tremblingly drew their weapons, watching the smoke billowing in the center.

"Lord Wu'an, you will remain here today." With a furious shout from the burly man, the other elders also arrived from the air.

Two were asking about martial arts, one was gazing at the sea, and three were observing the mountains.

“They’re the kind of people who can’t even make it onto the Earth Ranking.” Li Junsu glanced at the other elders and said indifferently.

The other elders froze, inwardly groaning.

They didn't want to either, but when this burly man came to their door, their only choices were to join him or die. What could they do?

"Qingsong, did you kill him?" The burly man stared at Li Junsu, the iron ring in his hand looking extremely ferocious.

Li Junsu suddenly realized that they were indeed remnants of the rebellion, which made it no surprise.

"Zhao Qingsong's relatives? Perfect, let's go down together today," Li Junsu said casually.

Bai Xingling rolled her eyes as she listened to Li Junsu's words.

Anyone who didn't know better would think Li Junsu was the mastermind behind everything.

"Rank 85 on the Peerless Ranking, Blood Refining Mad Slaughter, you brat, prepare to die!" The burly man's eyes were bloodshot and his muscles bulged as he saw Li Junsu's arrogance.

When he emerged from seclusion, he was furious to hear the news of the deaths of all his relatives.

The blood-red light arrived in the blink of an eye, its immense force overwhelming.

"The strength is good, but it's just a little lacking."

As the lighthearted words fell, a truly magnificent artistic conception emerged.

The destruction of mountains and rivers can be contained in a single punch.

The Annihilation Fist arrived in the blink of an eye, and the burly man was sent flying backward.

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd; these elders had been humiliated by the burly man once before.

The fact that the burly man was sent flying by Li Junsu's single punch is enough to demonstrate how terrifying Li Junsu is.

Bai Xingling remained calm. Li Junsu was in a similar situation to Yan Gui and the others when they were looking at the sea, and dealing with Wenwu was a piece of cake.

Now that they've gotten back to the topic of martial arts, they're already able to exchange a few blows with the Four Guardians, who are powerful figures capable of hunting down Martial Venerables.

Bai Xingling even wondered if the geniuses of the previous generation had all been taken away by the Six Doors.

If Yan Gui joins the Heavenly Demon Palace, he will undoubtedly become the Palace Master. When he achieves the Martial Venerable title, he may not be as strong as Bei Men Jueqiang, but he will definitely be a powerhouse at the level of Jian Chan.

If Yun Wujing knew Bai Xingling's thoughts, she would wonder whether she should let Bai Xingling practice divination.

Bai Xingling's idea is correct. Yan Gui's original fate was like this. If he hadn't been picked up by Liu Rushi, Bei Menjue would have impulsively taken him home.

On the field, Li Junsu casually flicked his hand.

The burly man crawled out in a disheveled state, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The burly man's eyes were somewhat dazed, as if he were asking, "Where am I?"

Li Junsu's power was beyond his imagination. If he wasn't mistaken, it had only been three years since Li Junsu cleaned up the Five Paths.

To grow to this level in three years, is this even human?

“My lord, this man is utterly wicked. We were forced into this situation!” A perceptive elder immediately stepped forward and spoke up.

They didn't really intend to do anything to Li Junsu; they were just waiting for him to come and rescue them.

Just like Li Junsu said, they can't even make it onto the Earth Ranking. Wang Hai is alright, but Wen Wu can't even make it onto the Earth Ranking. They're on the same level as the lewd monks of Huanxi Temple.

These people are well aware of their own capabilities. They might put on a show in small places, but they have no right to get involved in this kind of conflict.

"Yes, Lord Marquis! We didn't do anything!" The disciples also put down their weapons.

They were so scared they almost peed their pants; they didn't dare to make a move.

Everyone in the Great Qian Dynasty knows about the three lists of Heaven, Earth, and Man. They are certainly familiar with the battle record of Marquis Wu'an, who ranks 30th on the Earth list.

The captured disciples all suspected that Blood Refining Madman was mentally ill.

Are they attacking Marquis Wu'an?

Are you serious?

"Understood. The Six Doors will investigate. Those without problems can leave." Li Junsu glanced at this group of novices and spoke calmly.

He believed that these elders were fine; sometimes they were so incompetent that it was difficult for them to do anything wrong.

He has no martial arts spirit whatsoever; his cultivation is solely for the sake of extending his lifespan. In short, he's a coward who's afraid of death.

Taoist masters often talk about seeking immortality, but in reality, seeking the Tao is above seeking immortality.

These people are genuinely afraid of death, otherwise they wouldn't have been caught and brought here by Blood Refining Madman.

"Leave, ha." The burly man slashed open his palm, and blood dripped down.

"Ah! This thing is sucking our life force!"

A terrified voice rang out.

Then, the field fell silent again.

As the dragon emerged from the sea, the burly man flew directly into the sky, and the formation instantly ceased.

Li Junsu's figure disappeared again, and with a flick of his finger in the air, the strong man's soul left his body.

Li Junsu grabbed the burly man by the neck, and death energy began to rage. In a moment, the satisfied Devouring Life Palm left only black snow falling.

The elder below stretched out his hand, looked at the snowflakes falling on his palm, and his lips twitched.

Li Junsu landed leisurely, looked at the formation on the field, and shook his head.

If the formation had been activated from the beginning, perhaps I could have taken two more hits.

Activating the formation right under his nose? Do they think he's stupid?

"Did this guy's body tempering ruin his brain? Only a Martial Venerable can set up an instant-cast formation. There's no way he's going to die like this." Bai Xingling also complained.

Does Blood Refining Mad Slaughter have some misunderstanding about Li Junsu?

When exchanging skills, Li Junsu emphasized fairness and impartiality.

But when it comes to enemies, sorry, there's no such thing as morality.

“That’s what a brute is like,” the elder chimed in with a complaint.