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Chapter 481: Legend of Martial Arts, Number One in Killing (asking for monthly ticket)

The Scarlet Sky Sword itself is a divine weapon of spiritual level. When the luck of the Scarlet Emperor for eight hundred years is infused into the sword, it is subtly three times stronger than before. And the Cloud-Breaking Sky Bow, pulled open with the power of an overlord, also seems to be even stronger than usual.

The two magic weapons repel each other.

Just like yin and yang.

The Turkic Khan, who was at the peak of the Ninth Heaven, was so furious that he actually grasped the weapon with his palm. When the external force was added, the two originally hostile forces seemed to have found a common enemy.

In an instant, the Chixiao Sword was accompanied by the roars of dragons and tigers.

The moment the Khan felt something was wrong.

This violent wave exploded and spread violently in all directions, and almost at the moment when the "arrow" was shot, Li Guanyi had already pulled Qilin and retreated without hesitation.

The Great Khan roared in anger: "Li Guanyi!!"

When he held it, he had already mobilized the humanitarian destiny of the entire grassland. He thought it was foolproof, but he never expected that this thing would explode.

The terrifying wave dissipated directly for a full three hundred feet.

Li Guanyi discovered something was wrong. This fluctuation was bigger than he expected.

Suddenly he thought of the dragon essence that the red dragon spewed out, and his face changed.

Damn you, you extremely wise dragon.

What did you put in it?!

The ancient red dragon laughed loudly, spun down, and used its dragon scales to block the aftermath. It felt like it was fighting with a master. It was very exciting. The roar of dragons and tigers reached the sky. After a long time, the aftermath finally dissipated.

Li Guan saw a strange cloud appearing above the vast sky in front of him and armor everywhere on the ground. The Great Khan tried his best to block this move and prevented it from completely exploding and covering the ordinary soldiers.

Li Guanyi saw a god-like shadow looming over the Great Khan, with his upper body naked and arms spread out, vast and boundless. It was not an ordinary Dharma image, but a more majestic existence than any Dharma image.

Li Guanyi suddenly thought of the Baidi in the Western Regions.

The general trend of national destiny.

Sure enough, these guys are not easy to kill.

Li Guanyi understood it in his heart, but this trend of national destiny gave him a vague feeling of familiarity, as if he had seen something similar somewhere before. However, when the situation suddenly occurred, he could not remember it for a moment.

"... He was able to take on this attack with the power of national destiny. He is truly amazing."

All this without any damage?
Is this the heritage and grace of a veteran strongman?

The ruler of a country...

"Great Khan, you are indeed qualified to make a key!"

Li Guanyi couldn't help but admire.

But there was a bit of Old Sima Ming in this admiration, and I didn’t know whether it came from sincerity or sarcasm.

But just as he sighed in admiration, the Great Khan's lips moved, and black blood finally began to flow from the corner of his mouth. The majestic and powerful incarnation of national destiny raised his arm, but the right hand of national destiny collapsed and fell.

The Great Khan stared at Li Guanyi.

"You, plotted against me!"

Li Guan hooked his finger on the Cloud-Breaking Heaven Bow and turned it casually, saying:

"How can that be possible? Didn't you catch it yourself?"

"How can you say that I plotted against you?"

The King of Qin looked at the Great Khan:
"If you hadn't come to stop me, this wouldn't have happened."

"If what my master Pojun said is true, this is what is called - [Those who are willing to take the bait], Great Khan, your desire for the Central Plains is too strong."

"When you were building up your reputation as the second most powerful general, you wouldn't have had such arrogance and desire. So, you are actually not as good as you were when you were younger, right?"

"Fart you!"

"Wang Tong's disciples really only know how to make noise."

The Great Khan's face was frozen, but he suddenly laughed and retorted. He was furious and unwilling. He had been in this world but had never seen such a martial arts move. Taking this move head-on was, to some extent, equivalent to taking on the joint attack of the Red Emperor and the Overlord eight hundred years ago.

And facing these two people joining forces, he actually tried to block them with one hand.

The Great Khan's arms, arm armor, gauntlets and half of his body armor all emitted a strange color, and the armor on his right hand turned directly into ashes and scattered. The famous general who had experienced many battles had suffered countless sword wounds in his life, but at this moment he could not help shaking.

Li Guanyi saw that three of his fingers had been almost blown to pieces with only a few strands of skin still attached.

However, those who are above the Ninth Heaven Grandmaster are already considered half-step legendary.

His vitality was endless. Even if it was not as good as Zhang Ziyong's, it was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The Khan was almost left with only fingers connected by skin and flesh, but he still recovered quickly.

The ground under his feet with a radius of three hundred feet turned into a deep pit. The grass disappeared naturally, and the soil was blown up to form a deep pit that sunken downwards. The soil had already completed crystallization under the violent explosion of the Scarlet Sky Sword.

The Khan exhaled, his cheek twitched, and said, "I have some skills, but it's not enough. Next time I will use such a move..."

The Scarlet Sky Sword did not make any sound.

The Chidi divine weapon stuck upside down on the ground suddenly lit up with a magical charm.

Floating silently in the air.

Then, when the Great Khan didn't even notice, it leaped up from the ground, turned into a stream of light, and rushed over from behind almost instantly. The Great Khan was shocked and angry, caught off guard, and as a warrior instinctively dodged, and the sword flashed.

Three fingers were cut off directly!

The sword energy flowed and shook off. The magic weapon directly wrapped around the three fingers, soared into the sky, directly entangled with the destiny of the Turkic nation, and flew towards Li Guanyi happily. Such a change happened in just a flash.

The ancient red dragon seemed astonished, looking at the Chixiao sword flying over with the trophies, as if he saw the free and easy and heroic guy who never suffered a loss, but no matter how confused he was, it was just a sword.

Then he couldn't help but burst into laughter:
“Hahahahaha, it’s worthy of your sword!”

"Interesting, interesting!"

"I never thought that after eight hundred years, you could still make me laugh so happily again."

Li Guanyi ignored the three fingers that fell. He just raised the bow in his hand and looked at the Great Khan. The Great Khan covered his palms, and stared at Li Guanyi in front of him with his wolf-like eyes.

His cheek twitched and he said, "Let's go!"

The Great Khan left.

One greedy thought will lead to countless regrets in the future. All heroes in the world are gamblers. The smoke of war is born in troubled times, and in the end, it is a confrontation between heroes.

The more you win the bet, the greater your fame will be.

But once you lose the bet, all your fame and glory in this life, as well as all the glory and honor you have gained from hundreds of battles, will be wasted.

As the saying goes, one general can make thousands of bones dry up.

Li Guan exhaled a breath, this move [Shooting the Wolf in the Sky] had almost consumed all of his energy. Unexpectedly, it only blew up three fingers of that guy. However, although there was no Mohist school on the grassland, there should be something similar.

Although I failed to kill that guy.

But the harvest was greater than expected.

With the sound of low sword ringing, the Chixiao Sword fell back beside Li Guanyi. At the same time, the national destiny of the steppe Turks collapsed and turned into flowing and surging vital energy, which all poured into the Jiuzhou Ding.

Accompanied by the roar of Jiuzhou Ding.

The Jiuzhou Ding was only one-third full before, and it was filled in just an instant.

Amid the roar, the fourth third of the side of the Jiuzhou Ding was forcibly deduced in this way. The light changed and dissipated, and there was a surging roar. Li Guanyi felt that his aura was slightly improved.

The foundation for the fourth of the Nine Cauldrons has been laid.

Although the grassland may not necessarily make a state, if Mr. Pojun succeeds, it may be possible to obtain the Seven Kings Grassland and even Xiyi City, even if the power cannot be considered a completely complete Nine Cauldrons.

Then at least occupy the position first, and then fight for the fortune of the grassland.

This is the strategy of [turning the tables].

"Go back immediately. My great-grandfather and the others are still dealing with the Iron Pagoda." Li Guanyi did not hesitate. Holding the halberd, he cut a groove in the ground and set up a flag next to it, with the words "In June of the 15th year of Tianqi, the King of Qin defeated the Turks here" inscribed on it.

So they turned back and rushed away in a mighty force. When they came back, they did not have to worry about fighting, and their speed was three times faster than when they were chasing. However, after they got closer, they did not hear the sound of fighting.

Just from a distance, a bloody smell was overwhelming, which was frightening.

When they rushed over, they saw Yue Qianfeng and other generals standing beside them with shocked faces. The old man in green robes brushed the wooden sword with his fingers, and blood gathered into blood beads on the dragon pattern on the wooden sword, flowing down in streams and landing on the ground.

Corpses were lying around.

The Sword Maniac is a man of the martial arts world. The limit of a man of the martial arts world is like the Formation Leader or the Immortal Guest. He can confront thousands of heavy cavalry alone and still display extraordinary abilities after forming a military formation.

But the sword maniac is different.

Murong Longtu was the one with the strongest single-target killing power among all the martial arts masters. The wooden sword was filled with sword energy. The white-haired old man looked up at Li Guanyi, shook his sleeves, smiled and nodded in greeting.

In this battle, three thousand iron pagodas died in regret.

The men and horses are all equipped and stay here, with a sword between their eyebrows.

The grassland was also dyed red with blood.

How does the world know? He is a martial arts legend and the number one single-person killer.

………………

"Great Grandfather, has your body fully recovered?!"

On the way back, Li Guanyi asked again. The old man in green shirt sat on a warhorse and said with a gentle smile: "It is also thanks to the strange Gu you got, Guanyi, that I haven't felt so happy for a long time."

Li Guan nodded. He had just checked the old man's pulse more than once.

Murong Longtu's aura is long-lasting, like the flow of heaven and earth, it is the aura of a martial arts legend. Although his vitality is not as strange and endless as Zhang Ziyong's, nor as bright as the rising sun in the heyday of the martial arts legend like the whale fisherman, it is also continuous.

Although it is unknown how much effect the life-extending Gu of the Wu Gu lineage will have on a martial arts legend like the Sword Maniac, but at least, the inheritance of this lineage is worthy of the title of "Three Outer Sects".

Li Guanyi inherited the favor of his great-grandfather Murong Longtu.

After the Wu Gu lineage met Old Man Siming, they once told him that they hoped to hide their identities and live in seclusion among the mountains and rivers. The reason why the three secluded sects hid their identities and lived in seclusion in the secluded world was not because they wanted to.

Whether it is stargazing, fortune-telling, or witchcraft.

They can do mysterious things that ordinary warriors cannot do. Once exposed, it is a disaster rather than a blessing. Li Guanyi agreed to this and allowed them to leave, but Miao Ziling was still greedy for the prosperity of Jiangnan, so after obtaining the consent of the ancestor, she stayed in the Jiangnan Dao Qilin Academy for a short time.

He became a professor in the subject of beast taming.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin was not stingy at all. He allocated funds very readily and even allowed Miao Ziling to recruit more disciples and to make the harmless part of the witchcraft techniques a passed down martial art.

As for the sinister and strange techniques involved.

They were selected and dealt with personally by the old Sima Ming.

At this moment, the army is leaving the Turkic territory, first going to Xiyi City for supplies, and then to the territory of the seven kings. However, now the marching speed is not fast - Li Guanyi fully carried forward the fine traditions of the Qilin Army and stripped off all the armor of the Iron Pagoda.

This is the Iron Pagoda heavy armor.

Both the materials and the forging skills are the pinnacle of contemporary heavy cavalry.

Three thousand sets of armor. If it weren't for the fact that this was an era of extraordinary manifestations and the prosperity of martial arts, these three thousand sets of armor would almost be enough for a rebellion. Not only these armors, but before leaving, His Royal Highness the King of Qin personally picked up all the scales that were shattered by the ancient red dragon.

A scale is eight feet to ten feet in size, and the fragments can be used as shields.

This is a dragon scale!

The ancient red dragon, the most auspicious dragon scale!
Moreover, it had just fallen down, a fresh product. Lei Laomeng, Gongsun Huaizhi and others had always coveted the scales, blood and saliva of the ancient red dragon, but they had never dared to say anything. It was useless to say it, as Li Guanyi did not let it go this time.

Even the place where dragon blood dripped was not spared.

Not to mention the plants and trees stained with dragon's blood.

Even the ground was shoveled.

Take it away!

Ours, ours, all ours!

The ancient red dragon looked at him with a strange expression, but the King of Qin said calmly:
"Isn't this to avoid waste? My admiration for [Lord of the Red Flame Sky, Zhulong Swallowing the Sun] is like the endless flow of a river. I collected these so that the Qilin Army under my command can all respectfully understand you."

Qilin: “…………”

Ancient Red Dragon: “…………”

King Qin added: "Of course, this is your thing, Senior Tai Gu Chi Long."

"If you really want these things back, I won't refuse them, right?"

"So, do you really want it?"

The ancient red dragon looked at Qin Wang Li Guanyi, who was holding the huge dragon scale tightly with both hands. He saw an expression of "If you really want it, I'll give it to you", but his palms were so strong that veins were bulging.

There was a black and red aura rising and twisting on the fingers, like iron and fire.

He could almost hear the sound of his dragon scales being broken.

For a moment, the Ancient Red Dragon felt like seeing an old friend, but the two old friends seemed to have become one, one with a temperament just like that of the ranger. The Ancient Red Dragon sighed, wondering if he hadn't fought enough recently?
I actually had such a dream.

Finally, he said, "If you really want it, take it."

"No need to pay it back, it looks ugly."

The King of Qin was overjoyed and thanked him, then asked, "Senior, do the other scales on your body look shabby?"

Even the ancient red dragon was so angry that it laughed.

Although I knew Li Guanyi was just joking, I still cursed:
"Bad boy!!!"

Only Murong Longtu laughed.

When they returned, they did not encounter any obstacles. Li Guanyi, Li Zhaowen and others led the army back to the outside of Xiyi City, stored all the spoils, and left soldiers to help Li Zhaowen prepare for possible changes in the future.

The King of Qin and the Great Khan of the Turks fought in the Turkic territory, and the lord of Xiyi City, Duke Li Zhaowen, also arrived there as reinforcements. This matter could not be concealed.

Li Guanyi said: "Although the strategy has successfully achieved its original goal, I am afraid that Jiang Wanxiang and Chen Dingye have already known Xiyi City's choice."

Li Zhaowen laughed: "Does His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin care about such things?"

Li Guanyi said casually: "Of course I care. If everything goes well, I hope it can be solved peacefully without any twists and turns. But things in this world will never go as planned."

"The situation in the world has come to this point, and the left and right are just a matter of exchanging pieces."

"We paid the price of [The Ownership of Xiyi City Exposed]. If we succeed in inciting the rebellion of the Seventh Prince Ashina, and also keep Muzahe, the most famous archer on the grassland, it will be a very profitable deal."

“What’s more, that great Khan was also left with three fingers, breaking the trend of national destiny.”

"It's a pity that we only brought 40,000 soldiers."

Li Guanyi was also a little annoyed and said, "I didn't bring enough soldiers!"

Li Zhaowen blinked his eyes, poked Li Guanyi's waist with his elbow, and laughed: "You are so greedy. King Qin, King Qin, how can you talk like this?! Hahahaha, but I think you and the Great Khan are getting more and more compatible!"

Li Guanyi said: "Where did this come from?!"

Li Zhaowen pointed at Li Guanyi and said with a sly smile, "If I'm right, that guy must be regretting it right now, thinking that he didn't bring enough soldiers!"

"Especially, hahahahaha, when he came back and found that his Iron Pagoda's men and horses had been stripped of all their gear and even the horses had been slaughtered and taken away for meat, hahahahahaha, how could you be so frugal!"

Li Zhaowen finally couldn't help laughing and hit Li Guanyi's shoulder with his fist.

boom! ! !
A joke punch from Yaeten.

The air around it vibrated, creating ripples.

Zhang Sun Wuchou, who was planning to come in to report military intelligence, said: “…………”

He took two breaths of cold air.

He stepped back and hid behind the corridor.

Is this a fight?! Or is it a competition?

But the atmosphere is still so good.

This was a force that could make ordinary masters vomit blood, but the King of Qin remained calm and said, "Since he is here, I will definitely not be polite. I will bring back my comrades, and I will leave the enemies behind."

"Speaking of which, how did the grassland produce heavy armor like the Iron Pagoda? It must be a great craftsmanship. The grassland's understanding and research on cavalry is three times stronger than that of the Central Plains."

"very nice."

"I just happen to be lacking armor. Without armor and soldiers, I will have my own opponents."

Li Guanyi, the Prince of Qin, and Li Zhaowen, the Duke of Xiyicheng, got together to study the beauty of the Iron Pagoda armor, and both of them were extremely serious.

Li Zhaowen exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!"

Li Guanyi praised: "Yes, how beautiful!"

Changsun Wuchou was overjoyed when he heard this. He turned around and thought that the thing he had been watching for five or six years had finally come to an end, but he saw two guys standing in front of the heavy armor, studying it with concentration in their eyes.

The corners of Changsun Wuchou's mouth twitched. He felt that the stomachache that had finally recovered after being treated with Shi Dalin's special medicine started to hurt again after such a long time.

Li Guanyi looked at Tiejia with bright eyes.

Li Zhaowen was beside him, also looking at Tiejia, but his eyes, which used to be fluttering in the corners, were slightly drooped. He originally wanted to secretly glance at Li Guanyi over there, but after thinking about it, he smiled.

What are you doing secretly?
She turned her head and looked at the King of Qin's face with ease.

Li Guanyi: "What's wrong?"

Li Zhaowen held his chin with one hand and said with a smile: "Nothing."

Li Guanyi was puzzled: "Nothing, why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?"

Li Zhaowen smiled and said, "Is there nothing wrong so I can't see you?"

Li Guan was stunned: "Well, hungry... this is not the case."

"It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable."

Li Zhaowen was slightly startled, then she realized something and laughed. She bumped her shoulder against Li Guanyi and said, "How come, His Highness the Prince of Qin could fight against Grand Tutor Jiang Su until he was seriously injured and unconscious without retreating a single step, and could sneak into the grasslands alone without fear?"

"Are you afraid of the gaze of a weak woman like me?"

Li Guanyi muttered, "You are not a weak woman."

Li Zhaowen smiled and almost wanted to make the second promise.

But she was of no use and just accompanied Li Guanyi to look at the armor.

Li Guanyi looked at the Iron Pagoda Armor and said, "Many of the armors that were originally obtained on the battlefield were damaged. Not to mention being used, even researching them is not very meaningful. However, this time, these armors were all left by my great-grandfather."

"Three thousand iron pagodas with heavy armor, Senior Zhenkui can deal with them with his formation energy, and Changshengke consumes his vitality and constantly repairs himself. He can completely wear him down at the cost of graying his temples, but Great Grandfather is different."

"My great-grandfather just killed all these people..."

"In the end, there should be more than 2,000 sets of Iron Pagoda Armor that can be used. We will bring them back to Jiangnan and give them to Grandpa Gongsun Huaizhi and Juzi and his men. We will also add the Central Plains Armor style and the White Tiger Clan Armor under the Overlord 800 years ago."

"Enough to develop special armor for my Qilin Army."

"A new generation of heavy armor that is both thick, solemn, and precise."

Li Zhaowen nodded, and Li Guanyi went to write a letter, asking Yue Qianfeng, his brother who was seriously injured and coughing up blood again, to be escorted back. However, Murong Longtu decided to travel here with Li Guanyi again.

Li Guanyi said: "But, great-grandfather, why did you come here suddenly?"

He said, "You know, it's fine for me if you don't come to this battle. At most, it will be difficult to keep Mu Zhahe, and the other side won't be able to keep me either."

Murong Longtu said gently:
"After all, as the Ancient Red Dragon said, the Iron Buddha's army is terrifying."

"My child is in deep danger because of me. How can I, your great-grandfather, still hold on to the so-called persistence and refuse to practice the life-extending Gu and come to save you? I just don't know why, when I came here, there were a lot fewer iron pagodas."

Li Guanyi was surprised and asked in confusion:

"But, great grandfather, although the Three Thousand Iron Buddhas are powerful, you also know my physique. Even if I can't do what you do, it won't be a problem for me to escape."

Murong Longtu was also surprised and asked, "Wasn't it originally 30,000 Iron Pagodas?"

Li Guanyi: “Hmm???”

Murong Longtu: "Hmm???"

(End of this chapter)