Embers of Sword

Chapter 769 Sword Qi and Blade Cry

Xiyuan Street.

A group of motorcycle cavalry blocked the street corner.

A day later, Jian Qingqiu, fully armored, came to see Du Yunzhong again. This time, however, he was much better prepared, bringing with him all his treasures, talismans, and array masters. Before Yun Ruohai's incident, he was only responsible for keeping an eye on Nalan Qiutong. Now, his commander couldn't care less about that anymore. He ordered the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry to be fully armed and press into Xiyuan Street, preparing to demand the person with a strong stance.

Whether Du Yunzhong likes it or not, this person... must be handed over!
"Du Yunzhong! Come out here!"

Jian Qingqiu rode ahead, standing outside Xiyuan Street, and spoke in a deep voice, calling out his name directly.

Further inside was the dungeon guarded by the Cangzi Battalion.

Layer upon layer of armored soldiers, their figures looming.

At this moment, Jian Qingqiu still retained a sliver of rationality, preventing him from completely losing his composure. Since the incident last night, he had already given Chen Chong enough face!

If only Chen Chong were willing to release them.

Or Chen Chong received the imperial edict and went south.

The situation...wouldn't have turned out this way.

"We have already shown you the respect due to our lord. There is still one hundred breaths left. If you are willing to release him, there is still room for negotiation—"

Jian Qingqiu shouted as he scanned the Cangzi Camp.

He did not see Du Yunzhong.

obviously.

The other party has no intention of giving me any face.

From the very beginning, Du Yunzhong had no intention of releasing the person. This guy was relying on someone backing him up and wanted to make a big fuss!

"..."

Jian Qingqiu, with a gloomy face, lit a talisman.

The talisman soared into the air, hovering above West Garden Street like a small, rapidly burning sun. This talisman signified a countdown of one hundred breaths… This was Jian Qingqiu's last bit of patience, and also the final act of endurance from the General.

Chi Chi Chi!
The talisman burned rapidly.

From the very beginning, the outcome of this challenge was already predetermined.

One hundred breaths passed quickly.

Du Yunzhong did not respond or even show up.

The armored soldiers inside the Xiyuan Street defense line had already assumed defensive postures and formed a battle formation.

"rush!"

Jian Qingqiu roared angrily, veins bulging on his forehead.

He only brought fifty-odd Xuanjia heavy cavalry, but their power was not to be underestimated. If these heavy cavalry were to run rampant and charge through the city, they could destroy an entire street in no time... With a command, the Xuanjia heavy cavalry charged out in unison. Xiyuan Street was narrow and cramped, but under the impact of the Xuanjia heavy cavalry, the buildings and walls within a radius of dozens of feet were all shattered by the energy.

Rumble!
The walls collapsed, and dust and smoke flew everywhere.

These fifty-odd heavily armored cavalrymen, like a giant elephant, instantly broke through the iron thorns and barriers set up by the Cangzi Camp.

whoosh-

Just then, a long spear shot out from the shadows at the end of West Garden Street, like a rainbow, instantly traversing the sky and piercing through the swirling dust. This spear contained an extremely terrifying and exaggerated force, traversing over a hundred feet, grazing the helmet of a heavily armored cavalryman, and embedding itself in the ground!

The heavily armored cavalryman, whose physical body had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, heard a loud bang and burst into blood.

The spear did not target him.

But the mere pressure from the passing horse was too much for him to bear, and he lost control, tumbling off his horse and crashing heavily to the ground!
clank!!
The spear sank into the ground, vibrating back and forth, sending out hundreds or even thousands of strands of brilliant blue lightning that instantly enveloped the entire West Garden Street.

"Sizzle..."

Lightning surged and coalesced into a great circle.

Jian Qingqiu's pupils contracted slightly, and his expression became very solemn.

This terrifying and vast power of lightning could not possibly belong to Du Yunzhong... So there is only one possibility: this guy used the "Thunder Talisman" left by Chen Chong, and he is truly prepared to break ties with me regardless of the cost.

next moment.

At the entrance to Xiyuan Street, the void shattered.

Du Yunzhong, who had not appeared even after Jian Qingqiu had waited a hundred breaths, slowly appeared, tearing a rift in the void. He stretched out his palm, grasped the lightning spear that was trembling back and forth, and then slowly landed. The thunder talisman given to him by Chen Chong was now hanging between his eyebrows, slowly burning and emitting crackling azure arcs of light.

Lightning surged, and the iron armor gleamed.

With the blessing of this talisman, he exuded an extremely powerful aura, like an immortal wielding the power of thunder.

"Ah……"

Jian Qingqiu sneered, "So, you surnamed Du can understand human speech after all? I thought you were dead."

He reached out and pressed down on the long sword.

Jian Qingqiu knew very well that with the Thunder Dao Talisman, he was no match for Du Yunzhong... but some battles had to be fought, even if he knew he would lose, he still had to draw his sword!

Du Yunzhong had Chen Chong behind him, and he himself had a general behind him.

If Yun Ruohai doesn't demand it back...

How can the general command the Chongzhou cavalry?

"The one who can't understand human speech must be Lord Jian."

Du Yunzhong said casually, "As I said... Yun Ruohai will be detained temporarily, and released after I have investigated the matter. What is Lord Jian trying to do? Gathering Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry to storm Xiyuan Street... Is this a challenge to the laws of Dali? Are Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry only used to deal with our own people?"

He glanced behind him.

Although they appeared early enough, the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry still managed to smash through a lot of things.

The iron thorns set up by the Cangzi Camp could not even stop them for a moment!

As for the rune array, it's practically just for show...

It must be said that, under such terrain, the charge of Jian Qingqiu's heavy cavalry was far beyond what the Cangzi Battalion could defend against.

"Du Yunzhong. I'll give you one more chance."

Jian Qingqiu took a deep breath, took out the second talisman from his bosom, lit it, and released it.

The talisman drifted to the top of Xiyuan Street and replaced the previous talisman.

"Still one hundred breaths."

Jian Qingqiu said, "Release them after one hundred breaths. This conflict... can be stopped."

The words have not yet fallen.

Boom.

Du Yunzhong drew his spear and hurled it, which shattered the talisman sun above his head, sending countless sparks and flames scattering down.

"I can give you the answer right now, in less than a hundred breaths."

Du Yunzhong raised his hand, and the spear returned to the burly man's palm. He shook the spear and frowned, saying, "This person cannot be released. I advise Lord Jian to go back to where he came from... If you want to pick him up, you can try to break through this lightning barrier."

Jian Qingqiu looked grim.

He stared at the azure lightning barrier in front of him, but did not rashly draw his sword.

He could sense the immense power of the thunder talisman.

No matter how strong the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry's impact was... it was impossible for them to break through the barrier of this thing.

Although his swordsmanship was strong enough, it was still no match for Chen Chong's lightning technique.

The long street fell into dead silence.

But amidst this deathly silence, a sigh suddenly rang out.

At the end of Xiyuan Street, where armored soldiers were suspended at the North Gate and surrounded by three layers of guards, the sound of weapons trembling echoed. A long sword was drawn on its own, followed by a second, a third... The crowd spontaneously dispersed, clearing a long, empty path.

The swords and blades were drawn from their sheaths, suspended in the air, forming ranks on their own, emitting a low hum.

It seemed to be a heartfelt cheer, a joyful leap, and a welcoming gesture.

"..."

Du Yunzhong frowned as he looked at the spear he was gripping tightly.

I don’t know when.

The spear began to tremble, showing signs of slipping out of his grasp.

At the end of Xiyuan Street.

A figure appeared in the direction where countless swords and blades were worshipped and supplied.

"grown ups!"

"My lord!"

In the crowd, a soldier knelt on one knee and called out in a low voice.

Along both sides of the long road, people kept kneeling down and calling out, their voices mingling with the sounds of swords and blades, echoing throughout the entire street.

(End of this chapter)