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In a quiet village on the southwestern border of Shu Han, the villagers originally lived a peaceful life, working from sunrise to sunset.

The living conditions here are harsh and the land is barren. In order to survive, the villagers have practiced martial arts diligently for generations. Although they have achieved some skills, their strength is far inferior to that of practitioners from outside due to the lack of high-level skills and guidance from famous teachers.

However, the arrival of the Yellow Turban rebels and Meng Huo's forces completely disrupted this peace.

It was a sunny afternoon, and the villagers were working in the fields as usual. Suddenly, a cloud of dust rose in the distance, and a group of people on horseback galloped towards the village.

Leading the group was a leader of the Yellow Turbans, with a face full of flesh and eyes filled with ferocity and greed.

Behind him followed a group of Meng Huo's soldiers, who were dressed in animal skins, holding weapons, and looked very aggressive.

After the group rushed into the village, they began to plunder and loot, breaking into the villagers' homes and stealing all their food and property.

An old man tried to stop them by mobilizing the little spiritual power in his body, but was kicked to the ground by the leader of the Yellow Turban Sect.

The old man groaned in pain, but those people laughed heartily. The leader even taunted him, "You old man, you think you can stop us? Back in the Yellow Turban Sect, those broken rules really suffocated me. Now I can finally reap the benefits freely. Don't try to get yourself killed!"

One of Meng Huo's soldiers discovered some cloth hidden in a cabinet by villagers. He excitedly pulled it out, hoisted it onto his shoulders, and shouted, "This cloth is mine! I can make a new dress tonight!"

Seeing this, the villagers nearby felt a surge of spiritual power in their bodies and wanted to take it back, but they were pointed at by another Meng Huo soldier with a spear and were so scared that they dared not move.

The soldier holding the spear said fiercely, "If you dare to move, I will stab you! I am now following King Meng Huo and those brave men taught by the Yellow Turbans. From now on, I can have whatever I want!"

In the village square, several Yellow Turban traitors captured the young women of the village, who screamed in terror.

One of the traitors pulled the woman while shouting, "Before, when I was with the people from Kunling Sect, I would be scolded if I touched a woman. Now no one can control me anymore, so I have to have some fun today!"

Another traitor echoed, "Yeah, those rules and regulations before restricted us so much that we had no fun at all. Now we can finally let loose!"

Meng Huo's soldiers started to make a noise, their faces showing ugly smiles. One of them said with a playful smile: "These girls are really pretty. Take them back and let the brothers have fun!"

Another traitor echoed, "That's right, there's going to be some fun tonight!"

Seeing this, the villagers stepped forward one after another, activated their spiritual power, and tried to resist.

For a moment, the square was filled with flickering spiritual energy, but their cultivation was ultimately limited.

A young villager gathered his spiritual power and attacked a Yellow Turban traitor, but the opponent easily dodged him and knocked him to the ground with a counterattack.

They also set fire to the villagers' houses, and the raging fire instantly engulfed the entire village. Thick smoke billowed, flames shot up into the sky, and the villagers' cries and shouts mixed together.

The children hid in the corner, trembling, their eyes full of fear.

At this moment, a young villager could no longer endure it. He picked up a hoe, mobilized all his spiritual power, and rushed towards the evildoers, shouting, "You bastards, you bully us defenseless people. Heaven will not tolerate this!"

The leader of the Yellow Turbans sneered, drew the long sword from his waist, and chopped the villager to the ground with one blow.

The blood of the villagers dyed the land red, but those people had no mercy at all.

The chieftain even spat and cursed, "You ignorant fools, dare to resist, this is the end! Now that we are following King Meng Huo, we can do whatever we want, and you villagers just have to obey!"

Just as the villagers fell into despair and these villains became more and more arrogant, Xiao Qi led the disciples of Kunling Sect and galloped through the dense forest.

Suddenly, Xiao Qi sensed a strange aura coming from the village ahead. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately said, "Oh no! The village ahead is in trouble! Everyone, fly quickly!"

After saying that, she took out her magic sword first, stepped on the sword blade, and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the village.

The disciples of Kunling Sect also displayed their sword-controlling skills, and rays of light streaked across the sky, following closely behind like a meteor chasing the moon.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qi and the others arrived above the village. What came into view was a tragic scene: burned houses, injured villagers, and crying children.

When Xiaoqi saw this scene, flames of anger ignited in his eyes and a sense of justice burned in his heart.

Xiao Qi led the charge, shouting, "Traitors, today is your day of death! Even if you join Meng Huo, you will never escape justice!"

The sound echoed through the valley, full of deterrence.

In an instant, the two sides engaged in a fierce battle.

The disciples of the Kunling Sect unleashed their full might in a desperate fight against the Yellow Turban rebels and Meng Huo's soldiers. Blades flashed, and the cries of killing were deafening.

Xiao Qi held the Yitian Sword in his hand, the sword flashing with cold light, and every swing brought with it a sharp sword energy, and he fought his way in and out of the enemy group seven times.

Seeing this, one of Meng Huo's brave generals spurred his horse and rushed over, brandishing the long sword in his hand, creating a whistling sound, and slashed towards Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi's eyes flashed, he dodged sideways calmly, and stabbed the opponent with his sword.

The warrior reacted swiftly, blocking the blow with his sword. With a resounding clang, sparks flew as the two weapons collided, the force so powerful that it seemed to shake the air around them.

Xiao Qi took advantage of the situation and kicked the opponent in the chest. The warrior groaned and took several steps back.

Xiao Qi did not give the opponent a chance to breathe. His body was as fast as lightning, and the sword of Yitian flashed with cold light, stabbing at the opponent's vital points like a spirit snake.

The warrior fought hard, but Xiao Qi's sword moves were sharp and varied. After a few moves, the warrior showed his flaws.

Xiao Qi seized the opportunity and swung the sword. A cold light flashed and the warrior screamed. His arm was scratched and blood gushed out.

At this time, Meng Huo, riding a tall horse, wearing animal skin armor and holding a huge mace, rushed over fiercely and shouted loudly: "You yellow-haired girl, how dare you run wild in my territory, Meng Huo? Today, I will make sure you never come back!"

Xiao Qi sneered and responded, "Meng Huo, you colluded with the Yellow Turban traitors and attempted to disrupt the world. Today is your retribution!"

Meng Huo, upon hearing this, burst out laughing in anger: "Haha, you fool! I, Meng Huo, have never failed to obtain what I want. Sooner or later, the land of Shu Han will be mine!"

After saying this, Meng Huo swung his mace and smashed it towards Xiao Qi. The mace brought up a gust of wind that seemed to tear the air apart.

Xiao Qi didn't dare to take it head-on, so he dodged the attack with ease.

Meng Huo missed the first blow, and then he struck again without slowing down at all.

Xiao Qi was agile and dodged left and right under Meng Huo's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Seeing Xiao Qi being so agile, Meng Huo became more and more angry and attacked more fiercely.

Every time he swung his mace, it was like a tidal wave.

Xiao Qi, relying on the sharpness of the Yitian Sword and his own superb swordsmanship, skillfully resolved Meng Huo's attacks.

Suddenly, Meng Huo roared and used a move called "Taishan Pressing Down the Top". He raised the mace high and then smashed it down towards Xiao Qi with a tremendous force.

Xiao Qi's eyes focused, and he kicked the ground hard, leaping backwards. The mace slammed heavily into the ground, creating a deep dent and sending dust flying.

Xiao Qi took advantage of the moment when Meng Huo's attack missed and his body was temporarily unbalanced, and quickly rushed forward, stabbing Meng Huo's chest with the sword like lightning.

Meng Huo reacted quickly, using his mace to block the blow. With a clang, the Heavenly Sword pierced the mace, sending sparks flying.

Meng Huo swung his mace hard, knocking away Xiao Qi's sword, and then kicked Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi dodged sideways and slashed at Meng Huo's leg with his backhanded sword. Meng Huo quickly retracted his leg and swung his mace to attack again.

The two of them went back and forth, fighting inextricably.

The surrounding soldiers were attracted by their fight and stopped what they were doing to watch this fierce confrontation.

The shouting and screaming on the battlefield suddenly subsided a lot, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Qi and Meng Huo.

At the same time, the disciples of Kunling Sect also fought fiercely with the enemy.

Some disciples are good at swordsmanship, with sword flowers flying and every sword stabbing at the enemy's vital points; some disciples are proficient in boxing, with fists whistling and every punch carrying great force, knocking the enemy back again and again.

However, Meng Huo had many soldiers who were fearless and brave, and the two sides were temporarily in a stalemate.

At this time, after receiving the order, Zhang Fei immediately assembled 10,000 elite soldiers, mounted his warhorse, and holding a 10-foot snake spear, he led the team majestically and galloped towards the border between Shuzhong and Hanzhong.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, raising a cloud of dust, as if to break the tense situation.

At the border between Shuzhong and Hanzhong, Zhang Fei and others sent by Liu Bei finally arrived.

Zhang Fei looked around, took in the terrain, and quickly made a judgment. He ordered his soldiers to set up camp in a strategic location and build numerous defensive fortifications.

The soldiers had clear division of labor: some carried huge stones to build city walls, some dug trenches, and some set up chevaux de frise.

Zhang Fei personally inspected every defensive line and shouted to the soldiers, "Brothers, we have been ordered to garrison here. This is related to our lord's great cause and the safety of countless civilians. If the combined forces of Cao Cao and Zhang Lu dare to attack, they will be defeated!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, their morale high and their voices resounding through the sky.

Zhang Fei gazed into the distance, his eyes revealing determination and fearlessness. He was well aware of the difficulty of this mission and the formidable strength of the combined forces of Cao Cao and Zhang Lu, but he was not afraid.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would hold his position and not let the enemy set foot in Shu.

On the other side of the border, the allied forces of Cao Cao and Zhang Lu were gathering. Tents stretched endlessly, and the soldiers flexed their muscles, preparing for a major battle.

Feng Yi stood on a high point, gazing towards Shuzhong with greed in his eyes. He discussed an offensive strategy with Zhang Lu, hoping to break through Zhang Fei's defenses and enter Yizhou.

The situation grew increasingly tense, and a decisive battle, one that would determine the fate of all parties, seemed imminent. The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, foreshadowing the bloody battle to come.

Whether Xiaoqi and the disciples of Kunling Sect can defeat Meng Huo's forces, and whether Zhang Fei can successfully resist the joint forces of Cao Cao and Zhang Lu, everything is full of unknowns.