Yan Beiping ran up the mountain. An Jiajue turned around and saw a black mass of people pressing down on him. Everyone was surprised to see him standing there with a sword in his hand. They didn't dare to move forward.

There were about two to three hundred people with thick shoulders, who had obviously practiced some rudimentary martial arts. These people were dressed in coarse clothes and held a single saber in one hand and a torch in the other. They stood in a row facing the family, and in a moment a middle-aged man walked out from the middle. He was about thirty years old, had a beard on his chin, dressed in brocade clothing, and the man with the steel whip behind his back had walked up to the family and said, "Friend, where are you from?

An Jiaxi said, "Red Plum Island of the East China Sea."

The middle-aged man asked, "Is Island Master Hong Mei in the vicinity?"

An Jiayi continued, "Yes!"

The middle-aged man said, "My friend, I have an urgent matter to attend to right now. After I finish, I will definitely pay my respects to the Hong Mei Island Lord!"

The An clan replied, "The Island Lord is on the mountain!"

The middle-aged man replied, "It's more convenient over there …" After speaking, he was about to lead the way and block his path with his sword. The middle-aged man was taken aback. "What do you mean, friend?"

The more An clan answered, the more they felt the better. "My friend has asked me to persuade you to let him go!"

The middle-aged man laughed and said, "My friend, you have quite the tone. I wonder what makes you think that I can let him go?"

An Jiayi continued, "It's all based on faith and righteousness!"

The middle-aged man said, "Good friend, you've already said the word 'trustworthy'. I will tell the person who entrusted you with it!" After saying that, the middle-aged man wanted to go over, but the An clan was still standing in front of him. The middle-aged man said angrily, "Friend, you don't know how to be tactful, but do you not value your life at all?"

The An clan replied, "I was entrusted by a friend to finish my business!"

The middle-aged man asked, "Do you recognize the steel whip behind me?"

An Jiajia said, "I don't know him!"

The middle-aged man said, "Alright, I'll tell you the name of this whip! It's called the Spine Breaking Whip!"

An Jiayu said, "So it was the Vice General of the Imperial Secret Service, Lord Li Jinglong."

Li Jinglong said, "Friend, since you know who I am, you still won't give way?"

An Jiayi continued, "I don't plan to …"

Li Jinglong was furious: "You brat, you really don't know how to appreciate favors. Even if your master Hong Mei Ao Xue does not dare to give you face again, and I have repeatedly submitted to you, you are still so stubborn."

The An clan replied, "I can't follow orders for the sake of loyalty to others!"

Li Jinglong said, "Good, since you don't know how to die, I'll grant you your wish." With that, he lightly floated backwards. This movement technique was indeed not bad. An Jiajia was also secretly surprised.

Li Jinglong landed on the ground and waved his right hand, causing the hundred over people to rush towards the An clan members with a single blade. The An clan members raised their swords and prepared to fight, because a person with invincible martial arts could at most protect his life, and these people were all Imperial Secret Service experts, whether in terms of martial arts or coordination, they had been trained to match up to these people in a group fight.

In a flash, hundreds of people arrived in front of him. The An clan member's left hand formed a sword seal, and his two feet rushed forward to engage the crowd in a melee. The An clan member, An clan member, chopped left and right with a long sword, which was like a flood dragon, shuttled back and forth between the crowd, but the An clan member did not reduce the number of enemies, instead, more and more.

The more An clan members were hacked on the left and on the right, the three of them were cut down. An clan member was somewhat exhausted, and thus, he was carelessly stabbed in the left shoulder.

This time, he was really anxious. He heard An Jiayu shout, and his sword flew through three people. Soon after, An Jiayi leaped up, and with a "hu" sound, he sent out a palm attack towards Li Jinglong.

Hundreds of people had fought with the An clan for such a long time, yet only injured a part of the An clan. Not only did over a dozen people die, but just when Li Jinglong was secretly shocked, the An clan suddenly flew out and shocked Li Jinglong. At the same time, Li Jinglong recognized the An clan's martial art style and shouted: "Returning Wind Palm!" With great surprise, Li Jinglong pulled out the Spur Break Whip from behind his back and smashed it towards the An clan member. The An clan member had used all of his strength in that one palm strike, but the impact on the An clan member was just as great. The An clan member saw the steel whip coming at him, but because of the numbness from the palm strike, he was unable to move at all for a short period of time, causing the An clan member's internal organs to crack.

Li Jinglong saw that the second whip had hit the back of An Jia Village's head. Seeing the approaching steel whip, An Jia Village's body became more and more unable to move, and then with a "peng" sound, An Jia Village was hit in the back of their head. The entire house was spinning, and An Jiajia stumbled as he stood up, his body swaying a few times before falling to the ground.

At this moment, the whip flew over from the top of the mountain and smashed onto Li Jinglong's whip. At the same time, two people came down from the mountain, and it was none other than the two lackeys that had just left Yan Beiping's side. One of them wielded a saber, and the one who Yan Beiping called "beautiful" was the one who came down the mountain empty-handed.

Zhang Yu said, "Li Jinglong, as your subordinate, you actually brought people to assassinate the Yan King. Do you know what crime you should be punished for?"

Li Jinglong laughed: "What crime? "If I kill you, not only will I not be guilty, I will even become a noble. Stop spouting nonsense and watch my whip!"

Li Jinglong's steel whip had already arrived before Zhang Yu's body flashed. He picked up the saber on the ground and shouted at Zhu Nong, "Shi Hong, take the warrior and leave first. I'll deal with this traitor!"

Zhu Nong responded with a simple shout and ran towards the An clan. Li Jinglong shouted, "None of you will be able to leave today! Capture them!" Hundreds of men rushed towards Zhu Nong. At the same time, Li Jinglong held a steel whip in his hand as he fought with Zhang Yu.

Zhu Nong, wielding a long-hilted saber, began to fight with the crowd. He couldn't fight against the hundreds of An clan members by himself, let alone Zhu Nong. Not long after that, Zhu Can killed a few of his own men. His body was covered in wounds.

Li Jinglong swept the ground with his whip, and Zhang Yu flew to meet him head on. Li Jinglong dodged to the side, and with a flash of his steel whip, he rushed to Zhang Yu's waist, and Zhang Yu parried with his blade, and with a flip of his blade, he struck Li Jinglong in the face. With a flash, Li Jinglong pulled the steel whip back to meet Li Jinglong's attack, and the two of them fought for thirty to forty rounds without winning.