He was already impatient to suppress the other party, as this person would only be his stepping stone.
"cut."
Zuo Jiliang showed no sign of weakness and also attacked.
"Boom boom boom…"
The two sides fought fiercely in the center of the battlefield. Waves of air swept in all directions, and cracks in the ground crisscrossed.
"Go and kill those two people quickly."
Bu Chicong and another ghost messenger looked at each other.
Then he quickly rushed towards Lu Changsheng and the other two.
The two of them took a kick and covered several meters with great speed. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Lu Changsheng and the other man.
"kill."
Lu Changsheng drew out the transformed butcher knife and charged towards Bu Chicong.
Tong Yuhua fought against another ghost messenger.
"Bang, bang, bang…"
For a moment, the two sides fought fiercely at the edge of the dense forest.
The shouts and cries of killing were deafening all around, and the battle became more and more intense.
While Lu Changsheng was fighting "fiercely" with Bu Chicong, he was staring at the battlefield between Chen Zhanpeng and the other man.
He knew that the outcome of this battle did not depend on anyone else.
It would be fine if Chen Zhanpeng wins, otherwise he will have to retreat.
With his current strength, he is still unable to kill the blood-exchanging strongman.
Time passes slowly.
An hour passed.
The troops on both sides were still fighting bloody battles, but their faces showed more fatigue.
Lu Changsheng always remained undefeated in Bu Chicong's hands, which made him quite confused.
No matter how Bu Chicong activated his secret technique, he could not kill Lu Changsheng.
Over time, Bu Chicong also gave up the idea of killing Lu Changsheng. The two pretended to fight while keeping a close eye on the central battlefield.
Just then something strange happened.
"cut."
Zuo Jiliang's face was extremely solemn. He used all his strength to activate the secret technique, and the long sword in his hand burst out with an astonishing cold light.
The long sword was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, slashing towards Chen Zhanpeng fiercely.
"die."
Chen Zhanpeng also did not dare to be negligent, he knew that the opponent was going to decide the outcome with one move.
He mobilized all his energy and blood and slashed forward with his sword.
The long sword rubbed against the void, making a sharp whistling sound.
"Boom boom boom…"
The two sides suddenly collided with each other.
A violent gust of wind swept in all directions, with smoke and dust billowing everywhere, creating a mess.
With one blow.
Chen Zhanpeng's face turned pale and his breathing became a little unstable.
"not good."
He had a look of horror on his face. After the peak attack from both sides, he had clearly lost.
At this moment, Zuo Jiliang rushed towards Chen Zhanpeng again, as if he wanted to keep him here forever.
Chen Zhanpeng knocked away the opponent's long sword with one knife and quickly retreated backwards.
"withdraw."
Lu Changsheng also retreated immediately.
With one kick, he covered about ten meters, and after several flashes.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As early as when Chen Zhanpeng fell into a slump, he was ready to retreat.
The surrounding government officials and warriors also ran back quickly, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.
Tong Yuhua also fled the scene immediately.
She also couldn't imagine that Chen Zhanpeng, the first tour envoy, would lose.
A group of evil cult bandits followed closely behind, hunting down the government warriors.
The shouts of killing resounded through the sky.
...
A few days later.
The news that Chen Zhanpeng was defeated by the First Ghost Envoy was also widely circulated in the city.
Countless warriors were shocked.
No one could have imagined that the first patrol envoy of this generation would actually lose.
He fled in a panic while being chased by the enemy and was said to have suffered some injuries. Even many government warriors were killed outside the city.
For a time, Chen Zhanpeng's reputation plummeted and countless people were disappointed.
After this defeat, coupled with the beheading of the patrol envoy a few days ago, the warriors in the entire Changping County became somewhat pessimistic.
The atmosphere in the city was quite depressing, as if a storm was about to come.
There are even many warriors who hope that the mysterious strong man will take action and kill a few more ghost messengers to regain the city for the county.
These people shouted again, asking the other party to take action.
...
After Lu Changsheng returned home, he turned a deaf ear to this matter.
He was eager to improve his strength again, and planned to deal with the hunting of the Ghost Envoy later.
The Demon Suppression Division, a magnificent hall.
Ruco Chan and He Chunlin stood in the center, and the atmosphere on the field was quite solemn.
"I lost."
After a while, Chen Zhanpeng slowly spoke with an unwilling look on his face.
Both sides attacked with all their strength, and he was no match for the other.
There is no excuse for this.
This failure has put an end to his nomination as deputy hall master.
The family had prepared for so long, but ended up like this, which made him feel very painful.
"Alas...you should take good care of your injuries first."
He Chunlin sighed softly and didn't say much.
Soon, calm returned to the field.
...
Zhu Family Courtyard.
"Ruco Chan lost, and now is my chance."
"As long as I can suppress Zuo Jiliang, my reputation will skyrocket, and the position of deputy hall master will be in my pocket."
There was a glint in Zhu Houyu's eyes.
He has been patient for so many years just waiting for this moment.
Everyone thought that his strength and talent were weaker than Chen Zhanpeng, but secretly he had already broken through to the blood exchange level, and even cultivated a top-level swordsmanship to the minor success level.
"My son will definitely be able to defeat Zuo Jiliang."
The old man in green was full of excitement.
...
In a dark hall.
A group of ghost messengers gathered together, surrounded by many believers of the Scent of Fragrance.
Many believers surrounded Zuo Jiliang with flattering expressions on their faces.
"The younger generation of the current Demon Suppression Division are all a group of mediocre strength."
"That Ruco Chan boasts about his skills, but in reality, he's just like that."
Zuo Jiliang stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of pride.
When he used all his strength, he clearly had the upper hand over Chen Zhanpeng.
Today, I dare to speak so freely.
"Next, we will attack with all our strength, for the sake of our Lord's plan..."
Zuo Jiliang spoke without question.
...
Time flies and another month has passed.
Over the past month, the situation outside the city has become increasingly serious and the conflict between the two sides has intensified.
Zhu Houyu, however, emerged as a rising star and was extremely eye-catching on the battlefield, completely overshadowing Chen Zhanpeng.
For a time, there were signs that he would become the first patrol envoy.
Countless warriors were extremely surprised.
I didn't expect that the other party was hiding so deeply. He obviously has the strength, but he never reveals it.
This scheme is too deep.
Since Lu Changsheng came back, he has been staying at home and has not gone out.
The others seemed to have forgotten him.
Lu Changsheng was also happy with this and became more low-key.
Apart from drinking and tasting tea every day, he also does crazy mining.
After a month of continuous efforts, the source energy points finally met the requirements.
Open the panel.
Source energy points: 780.
The plus sign behind [Silver Arm Skill] lights up again.
He no longer hesitated, and immediately nodded with an idea.
As the source energy points decreased by six hundred.
"Buzz..."
A mysterious wave descended upon the depths of his mind once again, as if a powerful person was practicing day and night.
A powerful energy and blood surged wildly in the body, and a bloody smoke trail formed around the body.
The bone marrow inside the bones is also undergoing drastic changes, and impurities are squeezed out of the bones.
[After several years of hard training, the Silver Arm Technique has finally been perfected.]
A crisp prompt sound came from my mind, marking the official end of this upgrade.
Lu Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light pierced the void.
He clenched his fists tightly, and a powerful force surged in his heart.
It seems as if one punch can break the void, this is because the power has increased too much.
This time, the increase in strength is extremely huge.
He has made his initial foray into the field of blood transfusion and is considered a strong man in the entire county.
If he could break through to the highest level again, he might be able to kill an average person in the early stage of blood exchange.
After several years, Lu Changsheng finally reached this point, and his own safety was finally guaranteed.
Next comes blood transfusion and rebirth, and even the innate martial arts that that person longs for.
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