Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Ji Qiankun fought a fierce battle with General Yelü Xiezhen, but was completely outmatched and injured.

After all, Yelü Xiezhen was once known as one of the two pillars of the Liao Empire.

Now, whether it's weaponry or combat experience, it's superior to Ji Qiankun, not to mention it's on horseback, making its advantage even more obvious.

Just as Ji Qiankun was about to fight desperately, he unleashed all his energy and blood to hold off the Yin cavalry, allowing his two nephews to escape first, because the entire Ji family could not die here.

Unexpectedly, the helper I was waiting for finally arrived at the crucial moment, but it was too late now.

"Zhang Qilin, you take my two nephews and go first. I'll stay behind to hold them off."

But Zhang Qilin lived up to his reputation as a man of few words, silently repelling the Yin cavalry around him and charging directly towards Yelü Xiezhen.

Seeing this, Ji Qiankun's face showed a hint of helplessness. Knowing Zhang Qilin as he did, he knew exactly what he meant.

I have to help my two nephews first, otherwise they won't be able to hold on.

On the other side, Ji Haobo left the old Party Secretary's house and immediately released Biaozi. This contract space had a strange ability to hibernate and help restore its state.

So this guy ended up staying inside for a day, and his leg injury was about 70-80% healed.

"Let's go, hurry to Niuxin Mountain, there's definitely something sinister there and a weasel uprising."

Biaozi immediately started running. It hated the Yin Cavalry and Weasels there the most, and the scar on its face was a gift from those creatures.

Many years ago, Biaozi had a feud with the two tiger brothers and the weasel. These damned creatures couldn't do anything to him, but somehow they managed to persuade the Yin cavalry to chase after him.

It was even slashed in the face by the general leading it, and its left eye was blinded on the spot. It almost died at their hands on that occasion.

Along the way, Biaozi muttered angrily, pouring out all his grievances.

"Alright, Biaozi, your master will avenge you and kill all those things."

On his way to Niuxin Mountain, Ji Haobo heard incessant gunfire and thought to himself that something must have happened.

When he arrived nearby, he saw several figures on the outskirts fighting against a large number of Yin cavalry, but they looked like they were about to collapse.

Meanwhile, the camp was ablaze with fire, and large hordes of weasels and ghosts, led by an old woman and an old man, were about to break through the second line of defense.

"You audacious wicked creatures, you deserve to die..."

Both sides in the battle were startled by the sudden shout, and before they could react, they heard deafening gunfire.

"Bang bang bang..."

Upon hearing the shout, the old woman and the old man suddenly sensed a deadly danger and instinctively dodged to avoid it.

But it was too late. The old man was instantly cut in two, while the old woman managed to escape unharmed in the gap.

"Biaozi, go and kill that weasel for me."

Ji Haobo fired a few shots, temporarily relieving the crisis at the camp. He gave an order to Biaozi, then put away his gun, took his knife, and jumped down.

Ji Qiankun and his men were almost at their wits' end, their energy and vitality long since exhausted, leaving them with no choice but to fight with their blades smeared with blood.

Just when they were about to despair, a sudden shout and gunshot startled them.

Taking advantage of the brief moment, they saw a figure rushing towards them at breakneck speed. Without even guessing, they knew it was Ji Haobo.

To their astonishment, he produced a long sword from who-knows-where, leaped off his mount, and left a trail of afterimages. Wherever he passed, the sword light surged like a tidal wave, and the Yin cavalry vanished into thin air.

"That's...that's incredible! Xiao Bo doesn't have any surging blood and qi, how did he manage to wipe out the Yin Cavalry?"

A large number of Yin cavalry were drawn away, and Ji Haoran collapsed to the ground, his face pale. He stared blankly at the battle of cutting grass not far away, muttering to himself.

Ji Tianyou's situation was similar; the two were in the same boat, both filled with doubt.

Only Ji Qiankun, leaning on his long sword, showed a shocked expression on his pale and weary face, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

"Xiao Bo does not have a bloodline, but he does have a burst of qi and blood, albeit an extremely condensed one."

Look at the air around his long sword; isn't it distorted?

That's when your Qi and blood have been condensed to their extreme, like a red-hot iron rod; the intense heat distorts the air.

"hiss…"

After hearing the explanation, Ji Haoran and the other person both gasped in shock.

They couldn't imagine that someone without bloodline awakening could condense their qi and blood to such an exaggerated degree.

"These filthy creatures, like clay chickens and earthenware dogs, dare to run rampant and wreak havoc in the mortal world. They deserve to be punished!"

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Ji Haobo had slaughtered more than a hundred Yin cavalrymen into a rout.

General Yelü Xiezhen, who was fighting Zhang Qilin, also retreated and stood guard beside the sedan chair.

"How dare you, you lowly barbarian, point a knife at me! You think you're so capable that you dare to be so insolent before the Emperor! My dear minister, help me capture this traitor!"

Empress Dowager Chengtian, inside the sedan chair, was extremely angry that Ji Haobo dared to point a knife at her.

But Ji Haobo found this particularly laughable, as he knew perfectly well the identities of the people inside.

But that's ancient history, how dare they still act so arrogantly now? It's utterly absurd.

Ji Haobo ignored her completely, his gaze fixed on the general who had received the order and was slowly stepping forward.

"The Southern King of the Great Liao Dynasty, the Northern Privy Councilor..."

The general felt that Ji Boda was a strong man and deserved respect, so he introduced himself, but he did not expect that the other party would not bother to listen to his rambling.

"Alright, alright! You're nothing but a nobody who sells his wares, how dare you show off?"

"When you die, you should die cleanly, so that you can leave behind a good name for yourself. Now that your remnant soul is still alive, all you do is act like filth and filth, making yourself a laughingstock."

Ji Haobo interrupted the general's rambling without any politeness. He had no interest in listening to a dead man, no matter how famous he was in life.

The group of people behind him, including Ji Qiankun, were shocked by his domineering manner. The Ji brothers, including Ji Haoran, felt that their cousin was quite good at showing off.

Even Zhang Qilin's lips twitched, filled with curiosity about this one of his own who had suddenly appeared.

Yelü Xiezhen remained silent for a moment, then pointed his halberd and spurred his horse to strike.

"Hahaha, not bad, well done! Let me see how brave you are to dare call yourself one of the empire's two pillars."

Ji Haobo laughed excitedly, facing the galloping attack head-on without dodging or dodging.

With his strength, he was not afraid of others using the horse's strength. He poured his power into the Miao sword, which vibrated the air and produced a sharp sword sound. With the momentum of raising fire to the sky, he met the Fangtian halberd.

“Zheng…”

The blades clashed, sparks flew, and immense force surged forth with each strike.

But for Ji Haobo, it was effortless to release the power; with a series of stomps, he not only channeled the power into the ground.

He darted to the side, and his Miao sword slashed at the horse's leg.