106: A street-level freeloader? A fourth-tier Battle Master can still fight!

On the plank road, smoke and dust permeated the air.

Qin Lang's series of fluid counterattacks had directly stunned this motley crew.

They had originally thought they were beating a drowning dog, but instead, they had kicked a titanium alloy steel plate.

Lin Qiang was already scared out of his wits. Cowering at the very back of the crowd, he trembling pulled out an energy Talisman, wanting to flee.

But how could Qin Lang possibly let him go?

“Thinking of running?”

Qin Lang gave a cold laugh, just as he was about to manipulate his Flying Swords to pursue.

Right then.

In the pile of rubble, that half-dead He Ye suddenly struggled to crawl up.

His face was covered in blood, and his gaze was as venomous as a malevolent ghost's.

His hand was tightly clutching a Talisman flickering with purple lightning.

That was the He Family's life-saving trump card—the Four-Star Top-Grade Thunderstorm Talisman!

It was enough to heavily injure an ordinary Third-Tier Peak Evolver!

“Qin Lang! Die for me!!”

He Ye roared, using the last of his strength to activate the Talisman.

Boom!

A bolt of purple lightning as thick as a bucket, carrying an Aura that could destroy everything, struck down from above!

The distance was too close!

Moreover, it was during the gap when Qin Lang's old strength had just been spent and his new strength had yet to arise.

“Qin Lang!”

Su Muyue and Shangguan Xue screamed in horror, wanting to throw themselves forward to take the hit, but it was simply too late.

However.

Qin Lang just faintly lifted his eyelids.

He didn't even have the intention to dodge.

With a thought.

That crimson Flame Shield that had been encircling him suddenly erupted with brilliant light.

The flame patterns on it seemed to come alive, flowing frantically.

Zizizi—!

That bolt of lightning, which was enough to split an armored vehicle in half, slammed violently into the Flame Shield.

Sparks flew everywhere as lightning snakes danced wildly.

But that shield merely swayed once, its light dimming slightly.

Other than that, it was completely unscathed!

“This... this is impossible...”

He Ye's eyes widened, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

A Four-Star Top-Grade Talisman!

It couldn't even break through his defense?!

Just how monstrous was this kid's defense?!

“Nothing is impossible.”

Qin Lang's voice sounded like a verdict coming from Hell.

“Since you're not dead, then I'll give you a lesson to remember. Lay down!”

Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!

Several Shadowless Flying Swords traced cold, sharp streaks of light through the air.

They precisely avoided He Ye's vital Dantian, but ruthlessly pierced through his shoulders and thighs!

“Aaaah—!”

A shrill scream resounded through the clouds.

The massive impact sent He Ye flying backward. Several Flying Swords, like nails, pinned him firmly to the rock wall behind him!

Blood gurgled down the rock wall. He Ye's whole body twitched in pain, his eyes rolled back, and he directly fainted from the agony.

Although his Aura was extremely weak and his appearance was miserable beyond belief, he at least still had a breath left, and his cultivation was barely preserved.

“Murder! Qin Lang is going to kill someone!”

Lin Qiang was scared out of his wits, scrambling to run away, screaming as he fled.

Qin Lang looked around at the opponents lying all over the ground and curled his lips in boredom.

“That's it?”

“I thought I could force out my second trump card.”

Right then.

A sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.

Four figures wearing heavy dark iron armor and carrying combat sabers on their backs descended from the sky like meteors.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The heavy landing sounds made the plank road tremble.

The leader was a middle-aged burly man with a face full of scars, his Aura as heavy as a mountain.

A Fourth-Tier War Sect Master!

This was the elite enforcement team under the Martial Artist Guild—the “Zhenwu Division”!

“Who dares to commit violence here!”

The middle-aged burly man, Captain Xiao, had eyes like lightning as he coldly scanned the scene.

When he saw He Ye pinned to the rock wall, life or death unknown, and the heavily injured and unconscious He Qian, his pupils constricted slightly.

Clearly, he recognized the identities of these two.

“Captain Xiao! Help!”

Lin Qiang, who had already run halfway, saw his savior arrive and immediately ran back.

He pointed at Qin Lang and complained with snot and tears:

“It's him! Qin Lang!”

“He committed violence on the street, attempted to murder the Second Young Master of the He Family, and even heavily injured the Eldest Young Master!”

“We were just passing by and wanted to mediate, but we were also beaten by him!”

“Such a crazed thug must be shot dead on the spot!”

This ability to turn black into white was simply peerless.

Captain Xiao was also a shrewd person. Hearing this and seeing the tragic state of the scene, he had an idea of what was going on.

The He Family had great power in the capital. If he could do them a favor... He turned his head, his gaze locked onto Qin Lang with Killing Intent.

“What audacity!”

“In broad daylight, you dare to lay such a cruel hand on the children of a great family, causing severe disability!”

“Men! Take him down!”

Without asking for the truth, he directly pronounced Qin Lang guilty.

The three enforcement members behind him immediately pulled out chains and closed in on Qin Lang.

“Wait!”

Su Muyue grew anxious and stepped forward.

“Are you blind?”

“It was clearly them who ambushed us first, wanting to kill us and steal our goods!”

“Qin Lang was acting in self-defense!”

A few brave passersby around also wanted to speak up as witnesses, but they shrunk back when Captain Xiao glared at them with his fierce eyes.

In this day and age, who would dare to offend the Zhenwu Division for a stranger?

“Self-defense?”

Captain Xiao sneered, pointing at He Ye who was unconscious on the wall.

“The person is nearly beaten to death, and you're still talking about defense?”

“Whatever you have to say, say it after we return to the Zhenwu Division's dungeon!”

He said return to the dungeon, but everyone knew.

Once you entered that place, even if you didn't die, you'd lose a layer of skin.

When the time came, with a little manipulation from the He Family, Qin Lang wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he had a hundred mouths.

“Want to arrest me?”

Qin Lang pulled Su Muyue behind him, his eyes showing not a shred of fear.

Instead, an even more blazing Battle Intent ignited within them.

“Then you'll have to see if you have the ability!”

“What? You want to resist arrest?”

Captain Xiao seemed to have heard a joke.

“A mere Second-Tier brat dares to be so arrogant in front of me?”

“I'd like to see if your bones are as hard as your mouth!”

Boom!

The Aura of a Fourth-Tier War Sect Master fully erupted.

Primal Energy surged through Captain Xiao's body as he transformed into a black streak of light, lunging directly at Qin Lang.

When that punch was thrown, the air was compressed until it let out an explosive bang!

If this hit landed solidly, even an armored vehicle would be pierced through!

Lin Qiang watched from behind with great excitement, his mouth almost grinning from ear to ear.

Die! Die!

With a Fourth-Tier War Sect Master taking action, what can you use to block it?!

However.

Facing this thunderous strike.

Qin Lang just faintly spat out two words.

“Golden Bell.”

Buzz!

A Talisman that had already been held in his hand instantly shattered.

A massive, golden, illusory ancient bell appeared out of thin air, covering Qin Lang within it.

That was the life-saving trump card Fei Changqing had given him—the Four-Star Golden Bell Talisman!

Dong—!

Captain Xiao's iron fist smashed heavily onto the golden bell.

It let out a deafening sound like a great bronze bell.

The sound waves vibrated, shattering all the surrounding glass.

But that golden bell merely rippled on its surface; not even a crack appeared!

“What?!”

Captain Xiao's expression changed as he was knocked back several steps by the counter-shock force.

Before he could steady himself.

Qin Lang's counterattack had already arrived.

“Sword, rise!”

From his sleeve, over a dozen Shadowless Flying Swords whistled out.

At the same time, the Four-Star Top-Grade “Shadowless Sword” in his hand also transformed into a streak of spectral light.

Sword Qi crisscrossed!

Coordinating with the Flying Swords dancing all over the sky, they instantly wove an airtight net of death!