Zu An had obtained the "Book of Records" given by Lu Sheng in the secret realm, which gave him a natural sense of foreknowledge of danger.
At that moment, some pictures appeared in his mind. He hurriedly dodged to the side, and at the same time, he crazily picked up the Hongmeng Yuanshi Sutra to protect his whole body.
It's just that the opponent's victory-weary technique is too weird, and it can't be avoided because of his physical dodge.
As the scarecrow's right arm was torn off, Zu An felt a mysterious power shrouding his shoulder, a tearing pain arose throughout his arm, and the skin was torn and blood flowed freely.
Fortunately, after several rounds of Hongmeng Qi tempering, his body had already become extremely tough, so he was not torn apart by the victory-weary technique in the first place.
Then he quickly lifted up the Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing to treat the damaged arm, and the wound on it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But the strange force did not disappear, and continued to tear the muscles in his arms.
The process of continuous tearing - repairing - and tearing again, even with Zu An's will, he couldn't help but take a breath. The pain is not necessarily the most important thing. The key is that if this strange power does not disappear, his The body will eventually be unable to hold on.
Suddenly his heart moved, and he directly used the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique. A black hole seemed to appear on his shoulder, and then those strange powers were gradually absorbed into the black hole.
As for the wound on his shoulder, the rate of collapse also slowed down visibly, and the flesh and blood soon re-closed.
Zhang Jie, who was opposite him, looked confused. The scene in front of him really overturned his common sense. How could someone fall under his victory-hating technique and still be unharmed?
At this moment, a trace of fear flashed through his heart, and he was no longer as calm as before. He did not dare to have a cat-and-mouse mentality, but directly twisted the scarecrow's head, trying to take the other person's life directly.
Zu An felt a pain in his neck, but at this time he had already figured out the opponent's tactics and was already running the Taotie Devouring Heaven Technique throughout his body, absorbing all the strange power.
"How is that possible!" Zhang Jie almost collapsed when he saw Zu An was unscathed.
He bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. He murmured some weird syllables in his mouth, and various black lines began to appear on his face.
The atmosphere in the entire room suddenly became extremely strange, as if something terrifying and weird was about to be summoned.
Zu An didn't dare to take any more risks. The other party's victory-weary technique was too weird. He didn't know if he could handle what he got this time.
So he said directly: "What are you looking at?"
Zhang Jie was stunned and responded instinctively: "What are you looking at?"
After such an interruption, his summoning ceremony was slightly interrupted, and he was greeted by a bright sword light.
"I regret so much. Really, why should I pay attention to him? I still have the most powerful move that I haven't used yet. I'm so unwilling!" This was Zhang Jie's last thought before he died. He was so unwilling to let him die. I couldn't even close my eyes after that.
With his death, the weird atmosphere in the room gradually faded away, and even the terrifying and powerful aura disappeared. Zu An wiped his cold sweat, thinking that these wizard methods were really hard to guard against, and he almost overturned.
He woke up several people who had fainted in the room. Xiao Jianren and others breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that Zhang Jie, the culprit, had been killed. However, they became depressed again when they learned that their colleagues had died in battle.
Sooner or later, everyone in their profession will have such a day, and they never know when it will be their turn.
At this time, Zu An said: "Give them a good burial and generous pensions for their families. In addition, I will also go to the table to win places for them in the Hall of Glory."
"Sir, you are so righteous!" Xiao Jianren and others were shocked. The Hall of Glory can be said to be the highest honor after the death of the Embroidered Clothes Messenger. Many Embroidered Clothes Messengers die every year, but it is very rare to be able to enter the Glory Hall.
Not only is it a recognition of their merits, but it also guarantees the wealth of their families for at least three generations.
Zu An glanced at Zhang Zitong who was standing aside, and then said: "In Zhang Jie's case, thanks to Zhang Zitong's report and exposure, and his cooperation with us in setting a trap, we were able to bring the culprit to justice."
Zhang Zitong was startled and looked at him with a complicated expression.
Xiao Jianren and others were stunned, but the people who could reach this position were all human beings. They quickly understood that the other party wanted to protect her, so they naturally had no objection.
The room was too bloody, Xiao Jianren and others were left to deal with the aftermath, while Zu An took Zhang Zitong to another room.
"Don't think that I will be grateful to you. Your move is just to prevent me from gaining a foothold in the previous camp, and at the same time, you have plans to lure the snake out of the hole." Zhang Zitong spoke after a long silence.
In fact, she and Zhang Jie didn't have much affection for each other. This was the first time she heard about the other party and his father today.
In addition, the other party had just planned to kill him, so if he died, he would die.
It's just that she really doesn't understand why Master Eleven wants to let her go. After thinking about it, this is the only reason.
Zu An said calmly: "Otherwise, do you think I have any other intentions?"
Zhang Zitong's face turned pale, yes, why am I being so sentimental?
At this time, Zu An said: "Since you have died once, you should save your life and live again. After all, your parents' grievances have not been washed away."
"Besides, Tao Qing and Yan Ke are also your daily colleagues. If you commit suicide again, will you be worthy of their sacrifice?"
Zhang Zitong's expression changed, and after a long time he nodded: "Okay!"
Zu An breathed a sigh of relief. In addition to the reason just mentioned, he also kept this woman because she was involved with the grandson of the former emperor. He felt that he could keep a free move. After all, they were Zhao Hao's enemies. He might use it when. Get on.
After settling things here, Zu An went directly to the Yicheng City Lord's Mansion, found the City Lord Liao Ling, and briefly told him about Zhang Jie's affairs.
He had almost no one in the entire Yi County officialdom who dared to believe it, but Liao Ling was an exception. To be able to cultivate such pure Haoran sword energy, his character must be upright.
Liao Ling was shocked when he learned Zhang Jie's true identity, and subconsciously did not believe this conclusion.
However, the presence of Zuan's evidence and evidence made him a little shaken.
Next, Zu An asked him to control the entire Yi County to prevent Zhang Jie's confidants from jumping over the wall and causing any turmoil.
As for why people from King Yan's side were not allowed to do it, it was because they were afraid that they would take the opportunity to purge dissidents, and then the balance of strength in Yi County would be completely unbalanced.
Liao Ling also knew this. Although he still had some doubts about Zhang Jie, he still agreed to help control the situation first.
After all these arrangements were made, Zu An found an open space and summoned the emperor.
As a result, I don’t know if it was because of the previous times. He called the other party several times but there was no response.
However, Zu An did not give up and continued to call.
After a while, an impatient voice sounded from the gold medal: "If there is no reasonable reason this time, I will ask you!"
The anger value from Zhao Hao is +233+233+233...
Obviously, it felt quite bad to be called around like a monkey these few times. This time, he didn't even project his consciousness, only a voice came over.
Thinking that next time I see this guy, I must take back his right to summon me.
Zu An briefly recounted what had just happened.
"Zhang Jie, wizard?" Zhao Hao's voice was startled. He obviously realized that this was not a trivial matter, and he didn't bother to blame the other person for calling him. After a while, he asked in a deep voice, "What's the motive?"
Obviously, he did not trust Zu An gullibly, but was curious about why a frontier official like Zhang Jie would take such a big risk.
"I don't know the details. I just know that there should be a mysterious force behind him." Zu An did not report anything related to the former prince and grandson.
What Zhang Jie told himself before was, firstly, to delay the success of inviting a wizard, and secondly, for sinister motives. After he knew such royal secrets, the emperor would never tolerate him, and sooner or later he would settle the score.
So naturally he wouldn't be stupid enough to tell the truth.
"Mysterious forces..." Zhao Hao fell into silence, as if he had thought of something.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Zu An even thought that he had left.
At this moment, Zhao Hao suddenly spoke, his voice full of doubt: "Zhang Jie is a master himself. Since he has the ability of a wizard, why did he get killed by you instead?"
