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Chapter 171: The chivalrous spirit of the young man, making friends with the heroes of the Five Cities
Xiao Wuliang and Yue Qianfeng were fighting in the palace.

The Kuiniu and the Red Dragon fought and collided, thunder and flames continued to intertwine, the Qilin roared, and the power of the Red Dragon Fire and the Qilin Fire mixed together, and only then could they barely suppress the much younger general Xiao Wuliang.

Yue Qianfeng spat out a mouthful of blood.

Feeling that the halberd in his hand was a little slippery, he lowered his head and saw that his own blood had soaked the handle of the halberd. He still held on to it tightly. He stared at Xiao Wuliang with his tiger eyes and wiped the fishy blood from his mouth and nose.

"Xiao Wuliang!"

"Come again!"

Xiao Wuliang looked at the famous general who had fought with him for the third time in the past two months. Yue Qianfeng was already seriously injured, but Xiao Wuliang was still calm. Putting aside the value and significance of military formations on the battlefield, Xiao Wuliang was unparalleled in martial arts alone.

Yue Qianfeng is already the best in the world, but still cannot compare with such a top-notch person.

Only this body's blood is boiling, its fighting spirit is high, and it will fight to the death without retreating.

Just when he was about to die, he suddenly heard the sound of a sword.

The two generals both lowered their heads and looked.

In the ruins of the Forbidden Palace below, there is an extremely extraordinary formation that protects a place. It is an ink-colored high platform with a box with ancient patterns on it. The box is wrapped with circles of red ropes, but at this moment, they are all blown by the wind without any wind.

The next moment, cracks appeared on the sword case that was forged with all the efforts of the Zhongzhou royal family and was specially used to seal the Chixiao Sword. The next moment, it actually shattered!
The passionate sound of swords rose into the sky.

The red light directly broke through the formation set up by the Emperor of Chen State here!

Emperor Chen Dingye took great pains to conceal the situation here. He could use the palace as bait and trap to kill many enemies and opponents here, and he could also cover up the real scene of the palace which represented the majesty of the royal family of Chen.

But now, all these plans were shattered by the rebellion of the Scarlet Sky Sword.

Like a ray of light shooting up into the sky, ripples of great excitement appeared in the night, spreading out layer by layer. The next moment, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, the great formation was directly destroyed, and the scene of red flames, a red dragon circling and a Kui Niu summoning thunder appeared in front of everyone.

Chen Huangben was drinking, his expression was calm and relaxed, and he looked very open-minded.

But at this moment, his eyes froze slightly and his pupils contracted violently.

! ! ! !
His plan of killing two birds with one stone was thus shattered.

The dead silence and panic in the other palace were gone. Xiao Wuliang looked at the Chixiao Sword that was whistling in the air. He lowered the heavy hammer in his hand and looked at Qilin, Yue Qianfeng, and Chilong in front of him: "You actually awakened the Chixiao Sword?"

Yue Qianfeng's tiger eyes froze slightly.

???

He immediately yelled, "I awakened the Scarlet Sky Sword?"

"Are you stupid? I was born a bandit!"

Xiao Wuliang said succinctly:
"The Scarlet Sky Sword and the Scarlet Dragon are both here, and the Scarlet Sky Sword has not flown anywhere else."

Yue Qianfeng just felt aggrieved.

A large flame was about to explode on the forehead.

After cursing loudly at the bastard who had thrown the blame on him, he picked up his halberd and was about to continue the fatal battle when he suddenly heard a long howl. The howl was like a dragon or a tiger, piercing through gold and splitting stone. Yue Qianfeng's heart paused and he turned his head to look. He saw a huge golden body of Buddha rising up. With just a sweep of his palm, dozens or even hundreds of imperial guards were knocked away.

A rough monk wearing a gray robe with blood on his collar, held a long stick made of mixed gold and black iron in his right hand, waving it like a storm. On his shoulder, he carried a man, whose life or death was unknown. It was Yan Xuanji!

Yan Xuanji carried the still-living Yue Pengwu on his back, fighting and killing as he fled, and shouted:

"Walk!!!"

The sound was heard from far away. Some of the martial arts masters who had come here to fight and storm the palace were still alive. They knew that the matter was done and they had to leave regardless of success or failure. So they all abandoned their opponents. Only Yue Qianfeng saw that the person Yan Xuanji was carrying still had a chance of survival.

He was even more delighted, as if infinite power was surging in his body, and he laughed several times.

"Xiao Wuliang, I don't have time to fight with you!"

"See you on the battlefield later!"

He shouted several times, and the red dragon roared, rushing towards Xiao Wuliang fiercely. Then Yue Qianfeng left in an instant, and Qilin did the same. However, this god-like general who still had some spare time did not chase after him at this moment, but just raised his war hammer and looked at the sky and the chaotic Jiangzhou.

Ji Yanzhong discovered the abnormality of the Chixiao Sword, and it shot out like lightning.

In the palace where the dragon and the tiger were fighting, flames shot up into the sky. The people were awakened and got up to see that the sky seemed to be on fire. In the night, they saw the golden-red sky and clouds. The clouds in the darkness looked huge and hideous, like the palms of the gods waving out to destroy the world.

The city began to fall into chaos, and Xiao Wuliang raised the sledgehammer in his hand.

It seemed as if blue and purple lightning were breaking out from the two hammers.

The dry and anxious palace, which was originally caused by rockets, Mohist mechanisms, red dragons, and unicorns, suddenly changed. The golden and red above the sky faded away bit by bit, and people felt it was difficult to breathe, as if some invisible and vast existence was pressing down from the sky.

Torches and lanterns flickered, the animals in Jiangzhou City whimpered, and the people were panicked, but somehow they froze, as if the entire Jiangzhou City fell silent for a moment at the same time.

Then--

[Crackle——]

Someone found that the weapon in their hand suddenly felt numb and itchy, and a blue arc of light actually bounced off the eerie sword edge. This change happened to everyone, and then even their clothes made a snapping sound when they touched them, and their hair stood on end.

Xiao Wuliang's right hammer hit nothing.

"boom!!!"

A terrifying bolt of lightning exploded in the sky.

The continuous thunder almost made people's heads turn pale.

The next moment, thunder occupied the entire sky. Endless thunder bombarded the sky from bottom to top. Above was the fire that seemed to engulf Jiangzhou City, and below was the blazing white thunder. The fierce fire and thunder collided, exploding into a series of strong winds that swept across Jiangzhou City.

The clouds were pulled down tightly, and finally, they turned into a rainstorm that covered the entire Jiangzhou city. The rainstorm distorted the vision and concealed the true state of the palace. This was the method used by truly top-notch warriors, and they simply disdained to use any skills of alchemists.

Every gesture he makes is like that of a god or devil.

The rainstorm calmed people's hearts, the thunder deterred panic, and the continuous falling rain gradually suppressed the fire in the palace and prevented it from spreading outside.

With one blow, it was so terrifying.

This also seemed to represent the end of war and fighting. In the library, the two old royal family members who had achieved extremely high martial arts attainments did not take a single step forward. It was unknown whether they were unwilling or unable to do so, or perhaps Chen Dingye's importance did not seem to be as important as Chen Qingyan, who was not very old but had already achieved such great skills.

The candle in Chen Qingyan's hand burned out. She placed the candle on the stone platform on the side of the library and said calmly, "Then, goodbye."

She held the sword and walked forward step by step, her expression cold and calm, her white hair slightly raised at the temples.

Just after walking down, cold sweat began to seep out of my forehead.

Just from the confrontation just now, most of her internal energy has been consumed!

…………

boom! ! !
Chen Chengbi's back was hit against the rocks, and the solid mountain was pierced in the middle. The old man was white-haired and looked extremely disheveled. His blue clothes were stained with blood. He sat there, coughing up blood, and there were knife and sword wounds on his body.

There was also a horrific and hideous penetrating wound on the chest.

The flesh of the wound was still healing, with traces of burns from some extraordinary skill.

But Chen Chengbi just laughed: "It's fun, interesting, interesting!"

He raised his hand and threw something.

That's an arm!
The palm was slender and powerful, holding a long sword that continuously emitted a fiery aura, the fingers were still trembling slightly, and on the broken end one could see hideous and piercing bone spurs, blood vessels, and meridians that were stretched to their limits and then broke, and then curled up in the opposite direction like beads.

The sixth grandmaster in the world, after having fought all the battles, was half-kneeling there in embarrassment.

His left hand held the sword that emitted a chill, supporting himself on the ground.

Apart from his broken arm, he looked much more respectable than Chen Chengbi. His clothes did not have many injuries and his bearing was that of a master. However, even such a top-notch warrior had just had his arm torn off by this old man who rushed in with his unique skills.

As the stone broke, the old man over there walked out slowly, his white hair slightly rising.

As blood fell, a distorted inky-colored Dharma image rose up from behind.

The wings suddenly spread out, and the inky feathers fell down, and its body turned out to be a ferocious and terrifying black tiger, roaring there in a low voice. Li Guanyi has always been curious about Chen Chengbi. Chen Qingyan is obviously a high-level martial artist, why does he not have a Dharma image.

At this moment, Chen Chengbi's Dharma image appeared.

Qu Zaishi gritted his teeth, looked at the hideous and terrifying being, and said word by word: "There is a beast in the northwest, it looks like a tiger, has wings and can fly. It ranks second among the fierce beasts in the world, and is extremely evil, Qiongqi."

"It is said that five hundred years ago, Duke Chen killed the last Qiongqi for Qilin, and his body was soaked in Qiongqi's blood. Among his descendants, those with extraordinary talents and clear minds can all stimulate the Qiongqi energy in their blood and form Qiongqi forms."

"The rumors are true..."

He looked at the old man who was walking slowly towards him, his eyes dark and red.

Chen Chengbi's white hair fluttered slightly, and a tiger with black wings was pacing behind him with murderous intent.

At this time, the Sixth Grandmaster Qu Zaishi could only think of two words.

【Mad King】!
Qu Zaishi let out a long breath. When Chen Chengbi beat him to oblivion, the Qiongqi Dharma image that had been suppressed by Chen Chengbi appeared. In this situation, even though Qu Zaishi was extremely powerful, he was caught off guard by this unexpected change and had one of his arms torn off by the crazy old man.

Qu Zaishi stopped the bleeding on his arm, took a half step back, and said:

"What happened today will never end."

"Mad King." "One day, we will fight each other for life and death!"

He just held the knife in his left hand, escaped from the crazy old man, and left quickly.

Everyone was galloping on his own battlefield, and Li Guanyi used the Blue Luan Bird to suppress the world's most poisonous poison in his body, rushed out from the crack created by Yue Pengwu, and then quickly went to the place of escape agreed with Pojun, but things turned out to be bigger than he expected.

There are still pursuers.

He was a subordinate of Gu Daohui. That famous general killed his three comrades in exchange for the title of Marquis Weiwu and the official position of second-rank general. Even if no one discovered the relationship between Li Guanyi and Qilin, Gu Daohui had personally witnessed Yan Xuanji protecting Li Guanyi.

"These famous generals all think faster than anyone else."

Li Guanyi cursed inwardly as he held the halberd all the way, and he broke through several of them. Although the poison corroded his muscles and bones and was extremely painful, at this moment Li Guanyi's heart was filled with anger and heroism. The pain was like strong liquor going down his throat, scraping it, but it also stirred his spirit and made his moves heavier and more ruthless.

Having once again shaken off his pursuers, Li Guanyi had already approached the imperial road when he heard a sound of breaking air.

It was a crossbow arrow, but Li Guanyi did not avoid it, because the crossbow arrow hit the ground in front of him, most of it embedded in the ground, causing the bricks and stones to crack. Li Guanyi slowly raised his eyes and saw the person walking in front of the imperial road.

That night there was no doubt.

The young military officer held the sword tightly in his hand. He was still injured and stared at Li Guanyi. His right hand was holding the weapon so tightly that his finger bones were exposed. At this point in the situation, he had already guessed part of Li Guanyi's background. He gritted his teeth to prevent his voice from trembling.

But the voice was still like a low wind, as if it was certain, and it spoke word by word:

"You are from General Yue's lineage."

"Yue Qianfeng, I know you."

"The Red Dragon Power doesn't even need the Ocean Power to control it. It won't harm you, right..."

"You've been lying to us all this time."

Ye Buyi looked at his comrades and friends in front of him. He slowly raised the sword in his hand. He was knocked unconscious, but he struggled to wake up because of his martial arts. He sent his comrades to a safe place, then leaned on his weapon and staggered to find someone, wanting to rescue his friends.

But the truth was finally discovered.

Ye Buyi gritted his teeth and looked at the young man holding a halberd over there. Ye Buyi was the legitimate son of the real commander of the Yechi Cavalry. He had the communication method of the Yechi Cavalry in his hand. At this moment, he raised his sword and pointed it at Li Guanyi.

All the things in the past seem to be happening right before my eyes. The deception hurts me to the bone.

But General Yue felt wronged and felt deep hatred.

Ye Buyi suddenly turned his sword and stabbed it directly into his chest. With red eyes, he let the blood flow down: "If I don't fight, I am disloyal to the country; if I fight, I am not following justice. Today, Jinwu Guard Ye Buyi cannot resist the traitor Li Guanyi."

"Stop! It! Don't! Stop!"

The young military officer's eyes turned red, and Li Guanyi went to support him.

Ye Buyi opened his hand:
"go!"

Li Guanyi clenched his fist, finally he put down the last pill, turned around and strode away. Soon the imperial guards arrived and asked Li Guanyi for the direction. Ye Buyi raised his hand and pointed to the opposite position, so the imperial guards quickly left and followed.

The young man staggered to his feet, covering his wound, and suddenly he laughed.

The smile is complicated.

Then he threw all the medicine given by Li Guanyi into the lake, picked up the sword, cut off his battle robe and threw it out.

"Li Guanyi!"

He shouted: "We are no longer brothers."

Young people have their own country and homeland, and young people have their own enthusiasm.

At that time, everyone couldn't stand it and beat them until they were black and blue. All they wanted was a pot of wine, and then they would talk.

We are friends now.

Now he says, we are not brothers anymore.

Ye Buyi was leaning on his sword, supporting himself to stand steady. The wounded Zhou Liuying was carrying a halberd, and behind him were the young military officers. Everyone rushed over. Zhou Liuying helped Ye Buyi steady himself and asked, "Where's the boss?"

"Where's Li Guanyi?"

Ye Buyi did not answer, but his nose felt sore. This calmest of all the young military officers gritted his teeth, raised his head, and blood and tears fell together.

........................

Li Guanyi rushed out of the palace, and the Qilin turned into a ball of fire and fell on him. The huge Qilin beast was freed at this moment, and turned into a large ball that could be held in the arms. When the fire subsided, it looked like just a strange little lion cat.

Li Guanyi ran forward, covering his chest. He held the weapon in his hand, and his blood rushed. He didn't know if it was poison or something else, but the young man just felt a sharp pain in his heart. He didn't know how, but he suddenly understood what Gu Daohui and Yan Xuanji said when they were fighting.

'This is ridiculous.'

'Troubled times always push people to opposing sides.'

'What's the reason?'

It’s simply because they are both young and ambitious, and both have a heart for their country and family.

Li Guanyi rushed out, but suddenly there was a strong wind. Li Guanyi turned around and swept over with his halberd, but found that the halberd did not move at all. The person in the shadow walked out slowly, his tiger eyes were calm, and his white hair was slightly raised. It was Xue Daoyong.

"Mr. Xue."

Li Guanyi breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man looked at the young man in front of him and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you. I was entangled by Yuwen Lie, and the Scarlet Sky Sword broke through the formation. The palace's affairs were exposed to everyone, and the situation was interrupted. I can only get away now."

Li Guanyi's mind was in turmoil. He had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say. Xue Daoyong reached out and touched the boy's head. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Let's go."

A carriage came over, and the driver was Zhao Dabing.

Xue Daoyong smiled slightly and said, "I've brought Shuang Tao out. You go back to Guanyi City with her. You let Shuang Tao stay there. You and your aunt leave here together and go to the Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan."

Li Guanyi's body shook violently.

"Mr. Xue, you know..."

Xue Daoyong laughed. He and Li Guanyi stood a little further away from the carriage. The old man said softly, "Why do I know your identity? Of course I want to know. At your age, you should have forgotten it a long time ago. When you escaped, did you hear the roar of the tiger?"

Li Guanyi's body stiffened, and the boy suddenly remembered the dream he had had for a long time.

The sky gradually became dark, with only a little starlight left. Raindrops fell on the armor of the night cavalry, splashing fine water droplets. The aunt fled with the baby, and the sound of horse hooves was broken.

Immediately the voice was torn apart by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and it seemed as if a white tiger appeared before my eyes.

Li Guanyi's voice was hoarse as he said, "Mr. Xue?!"

Xue Daoyong said: "I have always kept Shuang Tao by my side, and Chang Qing also thinks she is his biological sister and that her father is doing business in the Western Regions, but this is just a lie."

"My other son, Shuang Tao's biological father, went to the palace after rescuing you."

“Never came out again.”

"Why would I forget?"

Li Guanyi's body stiffened. The old man said, "However, I only figured out your identity a dozen days ago. It's ridiculous. How can something that happened ten years ago appear here? I have talked to you a lot in the past few months."

"You understand many things, but you don't understand many things. Don't be afraid. You will understand them after you see the world. The road after Guanyi City will not be more difficult than here. There will be many storms and obstacles ahead, but don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid. It's stormy and dark. So what?"

"You will have to go on alone the rest of the way."

"I am also going to the battlefield of my generation."

The old man smiled slightly and said:
"Li Guanyi."

"Goodbye, Tianxia."

Zhao Dabing asked Li Guanyi to get on the carriage. Xue Shuangtao was brought out of the palace. The old man pressed her sleeping points, but the girl still fell into a deep sleep. The white-haired old man stood there, as calm as a tiger. Zhao Dabing nodded and waved the whip.

The carriage neighed, and the horse's hooves made the sound of thunder when galloping. It was a top-notch exotic beast.

Even in such bad weather, it was enough to reach the distant Guanyi City within two hours.

Xue Daoyong watched them leave, then looked up at the sky.

"Be brave, children."

"This world is yours now."

"It is always said that only those who are destined by heaven can be emperors. Fate and luck determine everything, so the noble are noble, and those who kneel will kneel forever; but ah——"

The fierce tiger of troubled times turned around and walked away with his back to the young men. Beside him, a white tiger was pacing, as huge as a mountain. The old man stretched out his right hand, and the white tiger's image took a step forward, gathered together, and turned into an ancient and vast war bow.

The old man held the bow in his hand and said softly:

"Me too, I don't believe in fate."

(End of this chapter)