After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Guan Yu did not kill Fan Quan, but merely drew his Green Dragon Crescent Blade. The clanging sound spread, chilling the people to the bone, who could only retreat again and again.

This is killing intent, the kind of killing intent that only the strongest can unleash.

In the King of Glory battle circle, Liu Longyue clung tightly to Chen Futu's arm, completely unaware that her full breasts were pressing against Chen Futu's arm. At this moment, her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Fan Quan, who was in the arena, tried to take advantage of Guan Yu sheathing his sword to lift his warhorse, but Guan Yu waved his hand and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade suddenly knocked his sword away. Finally, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade pressed down on his neck.

Fan Quan froze on the spot, remaining in a half-squatting position as he stared at Guan Yu, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like water. "General Guan, what a skillful move..."

"Who do you think you are, Guan, daring to come to Longcheng and make a scene? Now it seems you're nothing but a petty scoundrel."

Guan Yu held a knife in one hand and stroked his long beard with the other, displaying extreme arrogance.

His arrogance emanated from his very bones; anyone could sense his disdain for the world.

Fan Quan dared not retort, and lowered his head, meekly agreeing.

The entire delegation was in an uproar upon seeing this.

"Too strong! Too strong!"

"Yes, he couldn't even withstand a single blow from a congenital attack; he's practically a monster."

"It is said that there are several generals who are no less capable than Guan Yu."

"Why provoke the Prince of Zhenbei's heir? Isn't that just inviting humiliation?"

The mission was not very united either.

The main reason is that Yemo's reputation is too bad. If his father hadn't been the Grand Tutor of the court, how would he have been qualified to lead his troops out to gain prestige?

Now, provoking others has backfired, resulting in being slashed down in one fell swoop. This is hilarious.

Inside the strange sedan chair, the great wizard's gloomy eyes flickered, but he ultimately remained silent.

"It's really useless."

The curtain of the luxurious carriage ahead was lifted, revealing a finely dressed young man with his hands in his pockets, looking relaxed. However, he was still sitting inside the carriage with his buttocks sticking out, staring at Mo Fanquan with a bad temper.

Guan Yu looked the other man up and down, then closed his eyes.

Such a spoiled brat isn't even worthy of his attention.

Ye Mo looked at Guan Yu's disdainful expression, sneered, and clapped his hands. "As expected of the world-renowned General Guan, you have quite the methods. However, our delegation has just arrived, and you've already given us a show of force. I wonder what General Guan's intentions are?"

"When friends come, we offer fine wine; when enemies come, I, Guan, have the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. I wonder which one Young Master Mo desires?"

"Of course I want good wine!"

Yemo's expression changes faster than turning the pages of a book; just a moment ago he had a moody and unpredictable look, but now he's all smiles.

Upon hearing this, Guan Yu sheathed his sword, showing extreme disgust.

He disliked petty people; those who could change their tune so easily were better left to Lord Yu to deal with.

Yu Qian stepped forward and said, "Young Master Yemo, may we set off now?"

Yemo casually picked up an orange from beside him and broke it open. "Don't rush. Since we've already started, let's treat it as a friendly spar. If we can't reach the Innate level, let's aim for the Grandmaster level."

Guan Yu was enraged. "Boy, do you really think I, Guan Yu, can't kill you?"

“General Guan, there has always been a precedent for missions to verify and exchange information with each other. Today you defeated Commander Fan, but that does not count as your skill. There is another person in my team. If you can defeat her, I will set off immediately.”

The person Yemo was referring to was naturally the great shaman Agu.

When they arrived, Emperor Beiwu said that they should maintain the dignity of Beiwu and not lose their composure in front of the small northern frontier.

People like Yemo naturally interpreted this as an attempt to suppress the Northern Frontier. Now that Fan Quan had been defeated, the Northern Martial Army had lost face, and he wanted to get revenge.

Guan Yu said proudly, "Young master, please invite him in. My blade is quite sharp."

"Okay, let's get started."

Yemo looked towards the back of the procession, but the strange carriage remained completely still.

The atmosphere on the street instantly became indescribably awkward.

Chen Futu asked Liu Longyue, "What's going on?"

Liu Longyue said with a wry smile, "Ye Mo Tai thinks too highly of himself. He wants to invite a great wizard. How could a great wizard take a playboy like him seriously? On the surface, Ye Mo is in charge of this team, but in reality, the great wizard has the final say."

After the explanation, Chen Futu suddenly realized that Ye Mo was a complete idiot who couldn't see his own position at all.

Just as Liu Longyue had said, seeing that the Grand Wizard hadn't made a move, he could only brazenly get out of the carriage and go to the strange carriage, smiling obsequiously, "Grand Wizard, look at the mess this has made. Why don't you take action and let that red-faced man know the power of my Northern Martial Sect?"

A hoarse woman's voice came from inside the car, "You insisted on being arrogant and domineering, but now that you're no match for me, you've remembered me?"

"I am doing everything according to His Majesty's wishes."

"His Majesty only told you not to lose face for the Northern Martial Army, not to provoke the Northern Frontier. Don't you know that the Prince of Zhenbei has many fierce generals under his command? You can't even handle Guan Yu. If you provoke Ma Chao, Dian Wei, Huo Qubing and others, how will you deal with them?"

"Isn't it because you're here? You're a grandmaster, dealing with Guan Yu is a piece of cake for you."

He also used the utmost skill in flattery.

The great wizard pondered for a moment, "That Guan Yu is no ordinary person. His strength is comparable to that of a grandmaster. Even I would find it difficult to defeat him."

"No, please! If you don't step in, how will we save face? How will we be able to bolster the princess's reputation?"

Yemo brought up Liu Longyue, and sure enough, the great wizard immediately got out of the carriage upon hearing this.

Leaning on a strange black and gold cane, her wizard's robes paired with a bronze cabinet made her look like a monster. The entire street seemed to change color with her appearance. An indescribable sense of oppression made everyone present feel as if their hearts were being crushed, causing extreme discomfort.

Chen Futu looked at her in surprise, slightly moved.

An Jingsi whispered, "Brother, let me go."

"Alright, wait until General Guan says those words, then you can go up."

"Which sentence?"

"Guan's sword is not used to kill women."

"I'll remember that, little brother."

An Jingsi pushed her way through the crowd.

Liu Longyue looked apprehensive. "That's a great wizard, Your Highness, are you sure?"

Chen Futu scoffed, "Jing Si can easily deal with her. Today, it was your Beiwu who provoked us first, so don't blame me for losing face."

"As long as the young master is happy..."

Liu Longyue didn't think An Jingsi and Guan Yu could defeat the Great Wizard.

In the arena, Guan Yu sized up the approaching high shaman and demanded, "Who are you?"

"He's just a guard, General Guan, please enlighten me."

The great wizard spoke, revealing that the eyes hidden behind the bronze mask were heterochromatic, alternating between red and blue, giving him an exceptionally bewitching aura.

Guan Yu snorted, "My great sword will not kill women."

Upon hearing this, Liu Longyue immediately covered her mouth, "Can the young master predict the future?"

Chen Futu smiled without saying a word. He knew Guan Yu all too well; Guan Yu would definitely say those words, but there was no need for him to take action now.

Chen Futu immediately gave An Jingsi a look, and the latter grinned, suddenly parting the crowd to block Guan Yu's path. He stared at the great shaman with a sinister look in his eyes, his anger palpable. "I am An Jingsi, the personal guard general under the Crown Prince. I've come to meet you!"

The high priest felt the menacing aura emanating from him, his hand gripping his cane trembled involuntarily, and his expression suddenly turned serious.