Chapter 91: Tong Xue Dan

  Under Luo Zhongshan's order to stop, the warriors of the Luo family stopped in time. The black-clothed man fell to the ground, covered in wounds and bloodstains, barely clinging to life, with half his life gone.

  Furrowing his brow, Luo Zhongshan's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed intently on the black-clad man lying on the ground, with only sternness and majesty in his eyes.

  Step by step, Luo Zhongshan approached the man in black, bent down, stretched out his hand to remove the mask of the man in black and take a look at his face.

  "Old master, be careful, let me come, fragrant intention is thick."

  Luofu hastily stopped Lu Zhongshan and said with great care.

  "No need, he's already been seriously injured and has no power to fight back at all. What's there to worry about danger?"

  With a wave of his hand, he stopped Luo Fu, and Luo Chongshan said firmly, continuing to bend down and remove the black-clothed man's mask.

  This is a common face, ordinary and unremarkable, with no distinctive features. Judging from his age, he should be in his forties or so. If he walked among the crowd, anyone would think he was just an average middle-aged uncle, rather than a master.

  "Old master, can you recognize who this person is?"

  Luo Fu asked.

  Shaking his head slightly, Luo Zhongshan asked in confusion: "I don't know him, do you?"

  His gaze swept over everyone present, but no one spoke up, and it was clear that not a single person recognized him. Thus, Luo Zhongshan's attention shifted back once again.

  "Tell me, who are you."

  Piercing eyes gazed at the middle-aged man, Luo Zhongshan said in a deep voice.

  Facing Luo Zhongshan's questioning, the middle-aged man didn't utter a word, his disdainful gaze swept over him and fell on Zhao Ji's body, saying angrily: "Despicable villain, secretly plotting to harm people, if not for this, where would you have left me?"

  The middle-aged man said this, and the crowd's eyes of surprise all fell on Zhao Ji's body, unclear what was going on. But he just smiled lightly, as if it didn't matter, saying: "Someone like you who assassinates people in the dead of night, why bother talking about being open and honest? Besides, you were injured by my hidden weapon, that's just your skills not being up to par. Making excuses is pointless."

  Earlier, when the middle-aged assassin repelled Zhao Ji, he used the hidden weapon technique of Furong Golden Needle and stimulated three golden needles to pierce his thigh, which led to his defeat.

  "Yes, it's also my fault for being too careless. Otherwise, with just these few green onions of yours, how could you have possibly defeated me?"

  The middle-aged assassin spoke with a proud tone, lamenting and pitifully saying.

  At this moment, four figures almost simultaneously rose into the sky from the camps of Gu's family, Guan's family, Lu's family and Lü's family, after dodging or knocking away the arrows, they quickly escaped outward. Behind them, there was another person closely following, chasing up.

  In the distance, eight top-notch masters clashed in mid-air, their swords and knives intersecting as a loud, clanging sound echoed out, with fierce battles raging everywhere.

  Four men in black fled with one heart, even if there were four warriors of the same level chasing and killing behind them, they couldn't stop the escape of the four. The silhouettes of eight people gradually disappeared into the distance.

  "Wow, that's amazing! I didn't expect it, but overnight, I actually met nine top-notch masters. What a rare opportunity!"

  Witnessing the battle between eight top martial artists, Zhao Ji's expression changed, and he secretly thought to himself, feeling quite surprised.

  Top martial artist, Zhao Ji was not inexperienced, Song Yuanqiao was a super top-notch master, and both Yuan Chengzhi and Ding Dian were top-notch masters, so top martial artists didn't count for much in his eyes.

  It's possible that in the entire Tianjie, there has never been a gathering of so many top-notch experts like this before. Zhao Ji had truly never seen anything like it.

  "It seems that your forces are quite considerable, having sent out five top-notch warriors just for an assassination attempt. Impressive."

  Watching the four black-clad men swiftly disappearing into the distance, Luo Zhongshan's face was expressionless, seemingly completely indifferent. However, from the twitching at the corners of his eyes, it was clear that he was actually furious to the extreme.

  How can one not be enraged, encountering assassination is nothing, the power displayed by this force is truly formidable, five top martial artists, Luo's family does not have such endless fragmentation.

  He lifted his head high, gazing at the four black-clad figures rapidly disappearing into the distance. The middle-aged assassin's face was extremely gloomy, with dark clouds gathering on his face, his expression changing unpredictably, like the dark clouds in a rainy sky constantly shifting shapes.

  There was no doubt that the five men in black were accomplices. Now, he had been captured, but his four accomplices had escaped. The middle-aged assassin was naturally filled with indignation and for a moment, he became somewhat deranged.

  "Haha, today I'm out of luck and fell into your hands. However, you think you can get information from me? That's just a pipe dream."

  His eyes were bloodshot, revealing a fierce and sinister gaze. The hatred in his eyes was so intense that it seemed like the waters of three rivers would not be enough to wash it away. All he could do was let out a maniacal laugh: "I'm dead, but someday, someone will avenge my death. You just wait."

  The middle-aged assassin closed his mouth tightly, bit hard, and a stream of blood foam flowed from the corner of his mouth. The next moment, he tilted his head and lost his breath.

  "Suicide!"

  Zhao's eyes widened in shock.

  Suicide requires great courage, he had encountered or known some people who committed suicide in his life, but most of them were driven to desperation, with no direction in life, or those with some mental health issues.

  In addition, from some martial arts works, it can also be seen that some ruthless assassin organizations, once the mission fails, in order not to reveal the organization's information, often commit suicide, biting their tongue or poisoning themselves.

  "Bite your tongue to death, don't know which organization's person it is, afterwards, afraid there will be some trouble."

  After checking the cause of death of the middle-aged assassin, Luo Zhongshan's face was slightly gloomy, and he whispered to himself.

  This organization that can cultivate martyrs is not only extremely powerful but also very dangerous. Once you are targeted, there will be big trouble later on.

  "Lo Fu, dig a hole and bury this man. Also, send someone to the Gu, Guan, Lu and Lü families to ask if anyone has been hurt."

  Lu Zhongshan solemnly instructed Lu Fuzheng.

  The top warriors of the four families have all taken action, so there shouldn't be too many casualties. However, given the five families' close relationship, it's only proper to send someone to pay their respects and ask about the situation.

  At the time when Luo Zhongshan was carrying out Luo Fo's orders, Luo Zhongshan came to Zhao Ji's side and said gratefully: "Xianzhong, today's affairs are really thanks to you. Otherwise, let alone whether we can keep that black-clothed man, even if we can keep him, the Luo family will suffer heavy casualties."

  "Lu Sheng was courteous, but the bandits were rampant and daring to commit murder in broad daylight. How could I, as a junior, stand by and do nothing?"

  Zhao Ji's voice was stern and loud.

  "No matter what, you helped me out, I'll remember this favor. Oh, right, you just got hurt, how's your injury?"

  Lu Zhongshan anxiously asked.

  "It's temporarily suppressed, after a few adjustments of breath and energy, it should be fine."

  Zhao Ji said with great confidence.

  "Good nephew, I have a Blood Revival Pellet here that has a pretty good therapeutic effect on internal injuries. You should take it quickly."

  He took out a jade box from his bosom, opened it and took out a bright red pill. Luo Zhongshan handed it to Zhao Ji while saying in a low voice.

  "Alright then, thank you, Uncle Luo."

  Zhao bluntly took over.