Stunning Dragon Wife
Chapter 933 - 932: Flying Sword Kill

Chapter 933: Chapter 932: Flying Sword Kill

"Everyone, take a good look at what this is."

Zhang Xiaoshan placed it on the round table.

"What is this?"

The crowd looked down to see.

Zhang Xiaoshan picked up a small knife from the side and placed it next to it.

Immediately, the knife adhered to the small piece.

"A magnet, is this a magnet?"

"Why is there a magnet inside this jade wine pot?"

The people looked confused.

"Why?"

Zhang Xiaoshan sneered and spoke.

"Why else? By now, can’t you see it yet?"

"This wine pot is not some rare treasure; it is a fake artifact created by He Wenyuan, with a magnet placed inside. That’s why He Wenyuan’s compass needle was attracted just now."

"He Wenyuan, you’re courting death."

In an instant, the crowd was furious.

They were all big figures from various places, usually high and mighty, but now they had been fooled like this.

How could they swallow this humiliation?

"Qian Tao, Wang Mazi, what do you mean by this? You must give us an explanation today."

"This, this..."

Qian Tao and He Wenyuan were in a complete panic.

Qian Tao had the lowest status among these people; anyone here could crush him, let alone so many big figures joining forces. He feared his family would be destroyed.

"Brat, you dare ruin my plans. Wang Zhong, kill him."

Wang Mazi shouted, and immediately his bodyguard rushed toward Zhang Xiaoshan.

Holding a sharp dagger, he directly stabbed at Zhang Xiaoshan’s back.

"No, Miracle Doctor Zhang, be careful."

Liang Chengdao, who was closest to Zhang Xiaoshan, exclaimed.

"Ha."

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled faintly, unmoving like a mountain.

Everyone thought Zhang Xiaoshan was doomed.

"Clang."

The next moment, the dagger struck Zhang Xiaoshan’s back.

The sneak attack succeeded.

But...

"Crack."

A crisp sound, and the dagger’s blade shattered.

Leaving only the handle in Wang Zhong’s hand.

"Huh?"

Wang Zhong was stunned, staring at the remaining dagger in his hand as if struck by lightning.

The others were equally shocked.

For a moment, the air was suddenly silent, as if the scene had frozen in time.

Even Master Hei’s pupils shrank, facing what seemed like a formidable enemy.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan slowly turned around.

"A Qi Condensing Martial Artist dares to attack me?"

"I, I..."

Wang Zhong wanted to flee but seemed immobilized, unable to move at all.

"Die."

Zhang Xiaoshan opened his mouth and breathed out.

A stream of white air surged out.

Like a flying knife.

"Whoosh."

Directly pierced Ma Zhong’s forehead.

"Ah."

Blood spurted from Ma Zhong’s forehead as he screamed, then fell straight to the ground.

"Dead?"

"Oh my god."

More than half of the people in the room fell to the ground, their faces filled with shock and fear.

Although they had some power and influence, such blatant murder still scared them.

Especially since Zhang Xiaoshan was so powerful, being invulnerable and killing with his breath.

Thinking about their previous disrespect to Zhang Xiaoshan,

People couldn’t help but feel terrified.

Being alive now is a great blessing.

"Miracle Doctor Zhang?"

The richest man in Northern Wei, Qi Yuan, wearing traditional Chinese attire, seemed to recall something.

He turned his astonished gaze to Liang Chengdao.

"Chairman Liang, could it be that he is the Miracle Doctor Zhang who has recently become famous in Qin Province, who killed Yang Qing, the chairman of the Sanhe Gang, Deputy Chairman Jiang Ying of the Blood Flood Dragon Group, and declared war on the Qi Transformation Peak master Chen Jiao?"

"What, it’s him?"

The people sitting on the ground looked at Liang Chengdao.

Under everyone’s gaze, Liang Chengdao nodded.

"That’s right, it’s him."

"What?"

The crowd was shaken.

One by one, they couldn’t help but blame Liang Chengdao.

"Chairman Liang, why didn’t you tell us his identity earlier?"

"Oh my god, you’ve caused us a lot of harm."

"If we had known he was the one, how could we have acted so presumptuously?"

Liang Chengdao looked helpless.

"You didn’t give me a chance to introduce him when we entered."

Yes, when they entered, Liang Chengdao wanted to introduce Zhang Xiaoshan grandly, but no one was willing to listen.

"What nonsense about a Miracle Doctor Zhang."

"I think it’s all exaggerated rumors; I want to see how hard your head is."

Suddenly, the businessman Wang Mazi took out a gun from his pocket.

Without a word, he fired at Zhang Xiaoshan.

"Bang."

A loud noise.

"Qing Mei."

Almost simultaneously, Zhang Xiaoshan lightly called out, and a dazzling blue light flashed in the room.

"Clang."

The blue light and the bullet met in mid-air.

Two meters in front of Zhang Xiaoshan, sparks flew.

"What, that is...?"

In just an instant, the blue light paused in mid-air.

It was a petite short sword, an inch long.

This was the mystical flying sword Qing Mei that Zhang Xiaoshan recently refined.

The flying sword was connected to Zhang Xiaoshan’s mind and could change size.

A bullet casing was left on the ground.

The casing was split in half.

"Is this the legendary flying sword?"

"Could it be that Miracle Doctor Zhang is not only a martial artist but also an immortal cultivator?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, their throats dry, faces filled with shock.