609: Chapter is ambushed and in danger

"Can't drag this on any longer."

Li Mingxuan thought to himself, deciding to take a risk.

His figure suddenly accelerated, weaving between the four like a ghost, his form becoming blurred in their sight.

His marksmanship became even more fierce, each strike aimed directly at a vital point, attempting to trade injuries to force the opponents to expose a weakness.

This sudden change caught the four black-clothed men off guard; they hadn't expected Li Mingxuan to adopt such an aggressive fighting style.

For a time, both sides were locked in fierce close-quarters combat, the air thick with the smell of blood.

Attacks from both sides were as dense as a storm, each collision sending up countless sparks.

Wounds gradually appeared on Li Mingxuan's body, his clothes stained red with blood, but he seemed oblivious, continuing to fight.

On the other side, Zhao Qianjun, Qin Tian, and the others took advantage of Li Mingxuan drawing fire to quickly retreat.

They knew that in this kind of battle, they couldn't help at all and would only become a burden to Li Mingxuan.

Their steps were hurried, their eyes revealing a hint of anxiety and worry.

"Hurry and go! Go to the Great Xia Martial Security Bureau and the Military Department to find reinforcements!"

Just as Zhao Qianjun and the others were about to break through the encirclement, a black-clothed man noticed their intention and tried to pursue.

Seeing this, Li Mingxuan's eyes flashed with determination; he suddenly turned, his long spear erupting with unprecedented light.

The light was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

With a move of "Dragon Roar Nine Heavens," the dragon-shaped phantom carried by the spear tip seemed to tear through space, directly striking the black-clothed man who was about to pursue.

"Bang!"

Amidst the huge sound, the black-clothed man was knocked back several steps by the powerful impact, spitting blood and temporarily losing the ability to pursue.

"Go!"

Li Mingxuan's brief and powerful words fell, and he immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the three who came forward.

His figure appeared exceptionally tall in the fight, like an unshakeable mountain.

"Escape? They won't get far. Today, all of you must die!"

A black-clothed man scoffed, while also joining the others to continue pressuring Li Mingxuan, though secretly shocked by his strength.

On the other side of the street, Zhao Qianjun, Qin Tian, and Shao Long, Shao Hu were rapidly retreating.

However, before they had completely left the street corner, they seemed to run into an invisible wall, their steps stopping abruptly.

Around them, over a dozen figures had silently appeared at some point.

These people appeared suddenly like ghosts from dark corners and narrow alleys, surrounding the four.

Each of them had a stern expression, their eyes revealing cold killing intent, watching the four Zhao Qianjun coldly like a pack of hungry wolves staring at prey.

The leader wore a black tight-fitting suit and exuded a powerful Aura.

He stood with his arms crossed, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, revealing a disdainful smile, and said coldly, "Netherworld Team, today you will reunite in the Netherworld!"

His voice was like the biting cold wind of winter.

As the leader's voice fell, these more than ten figures did not hesitate, rushing towards the four Zhao Qianjun like arrows leaving a bowstring.

Their movements were agile, their steps nimble, and the weapons in their hands gleamed with cold light, carrying a terrifying Aura.

"Blade Breaks A Thousand Armies!"

Zhao Qianjun roared, raising his long saber high, then chopping down fiercely.

The blade cut through the air, emitting a sharp whistle, and a fierce blade light shot out like lightning.

Where the blade light passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, creating a strong airflow.

"Thousand Feather Sword Art!"

Qin Tian was not to be outdone, shaking his long sword, instantly transforming it into countless sword shadows, like a flock of flying feathers, sweeping towards the enemies.

Sword shadows flickered, cold light scattered everywhere, dazzling the eyes.

Zhao Qianjun and Qin Tian met the enemy without hesitation, engaging in a fierce confrontation.

For a time, blade light and sword shadows intersected, shouts of killing and the clanging of weapons intertwined, echoing throughout the street corner.

Shao Long and Shao Hu exchanged glances, then vanished from their original positions like ghosts.

Immediately after, they attacked these more than ten people like phantoms.

After being enhanced by Blood Origin, their physical bodies had become extremely powerful, even comparable to experts who had just entered the Martial Lord Realm.

However, their spiritual power was incomparable to true Martial Lord Realm experts.

Furthermore, this group was prepared; they had set up an ambush at the street corner in advance, knowing the whereabouts of the four Zhao Qianjun like the back of their hand.

Moreover, they had a large number of people, forming an encirclement that put the four Zhao Qianjun in a desperate situation.

Soon, as the four Zhao Qianjun unleashed their full power, their spiritual power rapidly depleted like a flooding river that had burst its banks.

"Bang!"

In the fierce battle, the four were ultimately defeated due to the depletion of spiritual power and the enemy's encirclement.

Their bodies were hit by enemy attacks, staggering back a few steps.

They stood back to back, vigilantly watching the approaching crowd.

A hint of regret flashed in their eyes, but there was no fear; their determined gaze seemed to tell the enemy that they would never surrender easily.

"Truly worthy of being a top team, each one a Prodigy," someone in the crowd mocked, looking at the four Qin Tian in this state, their tone filled with jealousy and disdain.

"It's just a pity you don't know what's good for you, daring to offend our Four Great..."

After all, these few people are true geniuses; with such strength at such a young age, perhaps in another ten or twenty years, there might truly be a possibility of breaking through to the King Realm.

"Shut up!"

But suddenly, someone sharply interrupted that person, who then realized he had almost misspoken, his face instantly turning pale.

He quickly shut up and retreated to the side sheepishly, not daring to make a sound.

The person who had just reprimanded him was tall with a stern face, his eyes revealing a sense of authority.

He looked at the four Qin Tian and said coldly, "Kill them, and bring their heads to Li Mingxuan.

He likely still has the means left by the Great Xia officials back then; today, we must eliminate future troubles!"

His voice was low and powerful, filled with an unquestionable tone.

The others nodded slightly, drawing their weapons and stepping forward to attack.

"You are from the Four Great Families, and you're here to kill Brother Xuan?" Qin Tian suddenly spoke, his voice somewhat weak, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

However, the others seemed not to have heard, continuing to approach the four step by step.

"Kid, still thinking of stalling for time? It's less painful to end it yourself!"