above the galaxy

Chapter 622 My feud with Shen Wuxiang is irreconcilable!
Wei Qing is a pure swordsman.

He ignored everything else and devoted himself to practicing his killing skills.

He didn't know who founded the Ghost Palace, nor was he aware that the Ghost Palace had surpassed Sanssouci Palace to become the Empire's number one 'mysterious' organization.

It's even a little bit scary.

This is at least true for those officials and generals who played a dishonorable role in the destruction of the Tang Dynasty.

While the Ghost Palace was slaughtering the Empire, Wei Qing was killing the Fireflies on Tiger Hill.

Because the fluorescence is fast enough, his swordsmanship can be even faster.

Seeing the indignant expressions of the black-clad youths, who seemed to want to devour him alive and drink his blood, Wei Qing sneered and said, "Judging from the name, he must be someone who can't stand the light of day."

"You can do those shady things, but you won't let others talk about them?"

This time, no one cursed.

All the black-clad youths had cold, stern eyes and silently drew their long swords from their waists, ready to fight Wei Qing to the death.

"You may all step back," Ling Yunxiao said.

He knew that although the young assassins were martial arts elites, they were still no match for the God-Slaying Sword, which had been famous for twenty years.

Sending them up there would only be sending them to their deaths, something he, as the leader of the assassination team, was unwilling to see.

He also hopes that, given time, one or two junior masters will emerge from among these young people.

At that time, the ghost's power will reach a new level, becoming a terrifying existence that makes the entire starry sky tremble.

The Ghost Palace is strictly hierarchical, and orders must be obeyed without question.

There was no way around it; Palace Master Bai Wuxin was not a leader who would show mercy.

Whoever makes a mistake will be punished according to palace rules.

Although unwilling, the dozens of black-clad youths retreated in unison.

"Leave him to me."

"Ha, what a show of power," Wei Qing said sarcastically. "The once-renowned Extreme Cold Sword has fallen to become someone else's lackey. It's heartbreaking to think about."

"What's so great about you showing up here?" Ling Yunxiao retorted sarcastically.

"I serve the Empire."

"Empire? Where is the empire? Who can replace it?"

“As a retainer of the Phoenix Palace, the orders of the Phoenix Palace are the decrees of the Empire,” Wei Qing argued.

At their level, they don't crave much wealth or status; at least, they don't care about those things.

He still believes in the old man's words: "The greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people."

When the country is in trouble, these martial arts practitioners should step forward and do their utmost to turn the tide.

Therefore, after receiving the interception order from Fengming Palace, he resolutely took his sword and went down to Tiger Hill.

"Who lives in Fengming Palace? Just Shen Wuxiang's puppet. You only know swordsmanship, but you don't know the ways of the world. How laughable."

"Am I ignorant of the ways of the world, or are you too selfish? You stir up trouble in the world, causing disaster in all directions. Under the banner of serving the country and the people, you damage our national system, ruin our economy, cause wars everywhere, and make people suffer. Do you think you are fit to fight against the army?"

"It seems neither of us can convince the other."

Wei Qing looked at Ling Yunxiao and said in a deep voice, "Some busybodies have included the two of us in the Three Swords, but I've always had a question in my mind."

"I want to know, is your sword colder, or is mine faster?"

"We'll know once we try," Ling Yunxiao said proudly.

Since everyone here is a swordsman, and they all belong to the "three swords" of the Three Swords, Three Swords, and Three Fools, naturally no one is willing to concede to anyone else.

Almost everyone has a thought in their heart: "He doesn't deserve to be with me."
"We'll see tonight."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Qing had already disappeared onto the dark rock.

His body left countless afterimages in the air before his true form appeared out of nowhere, slashing at Ling Yunxiao's face in the lake with a sword.

fast!
His swordsmanship was fast, and his movements were fast too.

Incredibly fast.

Ling Yunxiao's expression was solemn, and he dared not be careless in the slightest.

The azure light of the Snowfall Sword in his hand surged, and he fiercely met the approaching longsword head-on.

clang!
The swords collided.

Having missed his first attack, Wei Qing, like a leech, relentlessly pursued and attacked Ling Yunxiao.

One sword is faster than the other.

They were pressing Ling Yunxiao's attack.

Ling Yunxiao knew something was wrong. This was Wei Qing's 'momentum'. If he continued to maintain this momentum, then he would enter Wei Qing's unique 'rhythm', which is what we often call 'domain'.

At that time, turning the tide and making a comeback became extremely difficult.

The final result was that Wei Qing chopped off his head with a single sword strike.

Beheading isn't the real issue; the real problem is the gossip that follows.
The Extreme Cold Sword is indeed inferior to the God-Slaying Sword.
This cannot be tolerated.

Ling Yunxiao fought back while retreating, using the unparalleled movement technique of "Shadow of Clouds" to entangle with him.

He needs to find a way to break the deadlock.

Retreat, keep retreating.

Wei Qing pressed forward relentlessly, slashing with his sword from every angle, showing no sign of letting up even though he held the upper hand.

Having painstakingly formed sword intent with his swift sword, Wei Qing naturally wouldn't easily let Ling Yunxiao escape from his sword formation.

As seasoned and top-tier experts, they know better than anyone that in a battle between two strong opponents, the slightest mistake can lead to utter destruction.

The wind blows, leaves fall, and you blink.
Never, ever let your opponent find any weakness in you.

How do villains in movies and TV shows die? They just boast and brag after gaining a huge advantage, and some even arrogantly try to piss on someone's head.
When is the best time to urinate?

One pee and both heads were gone.

Is it worth it?
Anyone with even slightly better kidneys.
Therefore, men should avoid indulging in sensual pleasures when they are out and about, and they should definitely drink red date and goji berry tea.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yunxiao had already parried Wei Qing's thousands of sword strikes.

Although after entering the Grandmaster realm, the Yin and Yang energies within the body continue to circulate.

However, that will take time.

Under such high-frequency attacks, Ling Yunxiao clearly felt his Yin and Yang energy rapidly disappearing, and the strength of his counterattacks gradually weakening, just like an old man who couldn't replenish his energy as quickly as he could release it when he was with a young wife.

Ling Yunxiao knew he couldn't wait any longer.

He pushed the movement techniques of "Shadow of the Clouds" to their limit, this time advancing instead of retreating, and fiercely slashing at Wei Qing's head with his sword. At the same time, he left Wei Qing with his chest and abdomen exposed.

Both sides will suffer heavy losses, or they will perish together.

His reckless fighting style actually put Wei Qing in a difficult position. He only wanted to serve his country, but he never thought about sacrificing himself for it.

Moreover, he died at the hands of someone like Ling Yunxiao.

In his heart, the opponent he wanted to challenge was Xuanyuan Mingjing Zhong Daoling.
Hesitation will defeat.

He involuntarily took a step back; yes, this was the only time he had retreated so far.

It was this step that completely nullified his overwhelming advantage built up with his fast sword.

Ling Yunxiao finally got a chance to catch his breath and also had a chance to counterattack.

The Snowfall Sword in his hand plunged into the lake water, and the lake surface instantly froze into ice.

A long sword was brandished, and a blizzard descended.

Frozen Thousands of Miles!
Wei Qing was greatly alarmed.

He hadn't expected Ling Yunxiao's cultivation to be so exquisite, able to forge intangible energy into a tangible form.

The broken ice beneath his feet and the swirling snow became his weapons for killing.

With nowhere to retreat, Wei Qing could only wrap his body in Yin and Yang energy, making the God-Slaying Sword in his hand impenetrable and impenetrable.

Ling Yunxiao stood on the ice, surrounded by three feet of wind and snow.

The air was dried out by the extreme low temperature, and tiny ice crystals floated like stardust. Moonlight, refracted through them, transformed into a desolate and eerie aurora curtain that hung down from the dome.

At this moment, Ling Yunxiao, dressed in a black combat suit, looks incredibly cool, arrogant, and awesome.

Even Tang Fei would feel a mixture of envy and jealousy upon seeing this.

"Take my sword." Ling Yunxiao looked at Wei Qing and said coldly.

Wei Qing understood what he meant.

Both of them are junior grandmasters, and they are junior grandmasters who have been famous for a long time.

If this fight continues, who knows how long it will last?

Moreover, if one side is desperately trying to escape, it's very difficult for the other to stop them.

Ling Yunxiao wanted to settle the score with a single sword strike, a decisive battle that would decide his fate.

Wei Qing hesitated slightly
Hmm, why are you hesitating again?

His resolve immediately hardened, and he declared with boundless pride, "Very well, I'll take your sword."

Ling Yunxiao moved.

The Snowfall Sword flew from his hand, its silver light illuminating the night.

That glint of cold light wasn't a slash, but rather it emerged slowly, like a glacier settling down.

Where the sword tip pointed, the ice crystals suspended in the air suddenly condensed into thousands of small ice swords, which roared and shot out following some mysterious trajectory.

With the Snowfall Sword as its vanguard, countless ice swords swept in, covering the sky and the earth.

"This sword strike is called 'A Thousand Mountains Bathed in Snow'!"

Ling Yunxiao's emotionless voice came from the ice blades and snow arrows.

It was as if his heart had been frozen.
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"This option is not in the commands I received."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.

The seemingly harmonious atmosphere just moments before instantly froze to freezing point.

It's even colder than Ling Yunxiao's Extreme Cold Sword.

Sheng Xinhuai was the first to lose his temper. He put on his signature mocking smile and asked, "You mean, if we don't leave, you'll arrest or kill us all?"

"Miss Sheng, you should know that this was not my intention."

Bai Xingjian sat upright as usual, as if those words had not come from his mouth: "However, soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders."

"So, yes, if you are not willing to accept the invitation, then I can only use another method of invitation."

Sheng Jing adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose; his square face remained expressionless, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Bai Xingjian secretly admired him. As expected of someone who had once been one of the Three Ministers, he remained calm and composed even with a knife to his throat.

"Is this Shen Wuxiang's intention?" Sheng Jing asked.

"This is the Minister of War's intention."

"If I refuse the invitation, will Shen Wuxiang kidnap my entire family?"

"The military minister still hopes to have a good game of chess with the finance minister."

"I need to make a phone call to Shen Wuxiang."

"The military minister said that some things are better discussed in person to show sincerity."

"Looks like there's no chance?"

"The military minister has already given him a chance. And not just once."

"Alright." Sheng Jing looked directly into Bai Xingjian's eyes as if he had made up his mind, and said, "I don't accept it. You can take action now."

Mei Yuyin walked silently behind Sheng Jing, supporting her husband with her actions.

A family should be together.

"The Minister of Wealth is a smart man, why did he have to take things to this point?"

Sheng Jing scolded in a low voice: "It's precisely because I'm not stupid that I understand what I'll be going through in Qishan. What's the difference between that and being a prisoner?"

"Shen Wuxiang asked me to cooperate in developing the economy, so I cooperated with him in developing the economy. Shen Wuxiang asked me to resign and replace him with his own people, so I resigned and replaced him with his own people."

“I’m easy to talk about, a man can take a little grievance. But he’s bullied my wife and daughter. Can I just back down?”

"I have no other choice in my life but one: I will fight Shen Wuxiang to the death."

silence.

Dead silence.

Bai Xingjian sighed deeply, as if witnessing such a scene filled him with great regret.

He stood up, waved his hand, and shouted, "Make your move!"

Wow!
A large number of security agents dressed in blue uniforms, armed with weapons and carrying pulse guns, stormed in.

Clearly, the guards outside the Sheng family compound have been dealt with.

(End of this chapter)