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Seeing that his disciples were unable to break through his defenses, Wu Lingsu grew anxious. He shouted and thrust his sword at Yu Tian. His swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, clearly aiming to kill with a single blow.

However, with a mere wave of his hand, Yu Tian unleashed a powerful sword aura towards Wu Lingsu. Wu Lingsu hastily swung her sword to defend, but was still forced back by the sword aura, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmph, really weak."

Yu Tian snorted coldly, and with a flash, he appeared in front of a Qingyang Sect disciple.

With a light touch of his finger, the disciple's throat was pierced, and he instantly collapsed to the ground, dead.

The other disciples were shocked to see this, but they had no way out and could only continue their attack.

"Holy crap, they've really started killing people. Does this guy not want to leave Qingcheng Mountain unscathed?"

Shu Xiu looked at the Qingyang Sect disciple who had fallen to the ground and died, swallowed hard, and said.

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"This should be a massacre. Although the Qingyang Sect's Divine Silk Sword Formation is powerful, Yu Tian's strength is such that even the Sword God senior lost to him."

Wei Shuyang shook his head and said.

"If you want to blame someone, blame the young master for having murderous intent. The Qingyang Sect wanted to kill Yutian, but Yutian killed them instead. No matter how you look at it, Yutian is in the right."

At this moment, Yu Tian showed no mercy, and swung his sword, imbued with sword energy, towards the crowd.

A dazzling sword light flashed, weaving through the sword formation like lightning.

With each flash of sword light, a Qingyang Sect disciple fell. Blood stained the ground, and screams echoed through the mountains.

Looking at the tragic scene before her, Wu Lingsu was filled with fear and regret.

He knew that agreeing to Xu Fengnian's request to ambush him here on this rainy day was a mistake, but it was too late to undo it now.

He tried to escape, but was locked in place by the sword energy in the rain and could not move.

"Since you dared to attack me, you must pay the price."

The sound of the rain was icy, like a judgment from hell. His sword was like the scythe of death, constantly reaping the lives of Qingyang Sect disciples.

Moments later, all the disciples of the Qingyang Sect lay dead in pools of blood, none surviving.

Wu Lingsu also died under the sword in the rain. His eyes were wide open, as if he could not believe that he was dying like this.

Zhao Yutai slumped to the ground, her eyes filled with despair. Yu Tian looked at her, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"You brought this upon yourselves."

After Yu Tian finished speaking, a burst of sword energy slashed towards Zhao Yutai.

As a line of blood appeared on Zhao Yutai's forehead, he finally died unwillingly.

"Xu Fengnian, what are you thinking? Do you really believe that the Qingyang Sect's Divine Silk Sword Formation can defeat your six thousand Iron Cavalry of Beiliang?"

"My patience is limited, don't force me to kill you."

Yu Tian gently patted Xu Fengnian's shoulder, and a surge of sword energy flowed down Xu Fengnian's shoulder, heading towards his limbs and bones.

Xu Fengnian let out a muffled groan, then spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Yu Tian's retreating figure with fear and hatred.

The reason why Yu Tian didn't kill Xu Fengnian at this time was simple: he wanted to take over the Beiliang Army, but he knew Xu Fengnian was not qualified to do so.

The Northern Liang army only recognizes the character "Xu," so Xu Fengnian is definitely out of the question. As for Xu Longxiang, he is simple-minded and not suitable for using the Northern Liang army to start a rebellion. That leaves only my second sister, Xu Weixiong, who is beautiful and capable.

If I kill Xu Fengnian now, I'm afraid I'll never be able to say a word to Xu Weixiong again.

When they came down from Mount Qingcheng, Xu Fengnian remained silent and didn't say a word.

Everyone was still reminiscing about the scene of the massacre at Qingyang Sect on a rainy day.

Having not witnessed the tragic deaths of the six thousand Ironclad Cavalry, I am now witnessing the Qingyang Sect become history.

"Rainy days, how strong are you?"

Jiang Ni couldn't help but ask.

"No. 1 in the world."

He smiled faintly in the rain.

Having eliminated the potential threat of Xu Weixiong becoming the commander of Beiliang, Yu Tian was still in a very good mood.

"Later we will travel by water directly to Qingzhou. The Prince of Jing'an in Qingzhou is not easy to deal with, so everyone should be careful."

Wei Shuyang reminded him.

But after glancing at Yutian, I suddenly felt a little guilty.

"On a rainy day, who could threaten this kind of person? They must be worried that Prince Jing'an might not provoke him, otherwise his entire family would be wiped out, which would implicate their Northern Liang Prince's Mansion."

Wei Shuyang inwardly criticized Dao Da.

Chapter 136: The Overbearing Threat in the Rain, the 100,000-Strong Army of Prince Jing'an

"Where are Xu Fengnian and his group now?"...

Prince Jing'an looked at his son and asked.

"According to the scouts, they have just descended from Qingcheng Mountain and should be heading to my Qingzhou territory by waterway by now."

Zhao Xun, clad in armor, spoke respectfully.

"I heard that the one who wiped out six thousand Ironclad Cavalry with a single sword was also in the entourage."

Prince Jing'an asked another question casually.

"That's right, but I still feel that the story of annihilating six thousand Ironclad Cavalry with a single sword strike and the White-Clad Battle Immortal Chen Zhibao is a bit exaggerated."

"The Iron Pagoda is the elite of Northern Liang. It's unknown whether ordinary people can withstand them. I don't really believe they can be killed with a single sword strike."

Zhao Xun shook his head and said.

"Did you know that the Qingyang Sect is gone?"

Prince Jing'an looked at his son, who still had a confident expression, and said with a worried face.

"Huh? Where's Wu Lingsu? Doesn't he have the Divine Silk Sword Formation? Besides, wasn't he a prince appointed by His Majesty? Who did it?"

Zhao Xun looked puzzled.

Looking at his son and hearing his silly tone, Prince Jing'an felt an overwhelming sense of desolation welling up in his heart.

"Son, although imperial power is absolute in this world, you must understand that strength is above imperial power. As long as you are strong enough, you can ignore imperial power."

Prince Jing'an spoke earnestly and patiently.

Zhao Xun listened quietly to his father's words.

"Does Father mean we shouldn't offend that person on Rainy Day?"

Zhao Xun asked tentatively.

“My son has grown up and can understand what his father is saying.”

Prince Jing'an said with satisfaction.

"So we're just going to let Xu Fengnian pass through like this? This is Qingzhou, not Beiliang. I can't let Xu Fengnian pass through so easily."

Zhao Xun shook his head and said defiantly.

"A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. This rainy day clearly indicates that he is heading to Wudi City to ask Wang Xianzhi for a sword consultation. Xu Fengnian is merely using his influence to get to Wudi City."

"September 13"

"Why did you have to provoke him? These sword practitioners have always been arrogant and reckless, only seeking inner peace. If he cuts you down with one sword, you'll have no one to complain to."

Prince Jing'an comforted Zhao Xundao.

“Father, you are the Emperor of Liyang’s own brother. Besides, we have occupied Qingzhou for so many years, especially our navy. In the entire Liyang Dynasty, which country dares to say that its navy is stronger than Qingzhou’s?”

Zhao Xun said arrogantly.

“Xun’er, just listen to your father this once, and let them pass through Qingzhou.”

Prince Jing'an earnestly advised him.

But seeing Zhao Xun's determined look, Prince Jing'an knew that this child wouldn't turn back until he hit a brick wall.

I'll find a way to apologize to Yutian then, and hopefully he won't harm Qingzhou.

Meanwhile, on the ship heading to the transit area of ​​Qingzhou Water 371, there were seven ships.

On a rainy day, they sat cross-legged on the deck of a boat, enjoying a drink with Jian Jiuhuang over a plate of peanuts.

"Rainy day, how did you know the Qingyang Sect wanted to kill you?"

Jian Jiuhuang asked in confusion.

He had actually wanted to ask this question ever since they left Qingyang Mountain, but since Xu Fengnian was in the same carriage as everyone else, he didn't have the chance to ask.

Now that I finally have the chance, I naturally want to ask the questions that have been bothering me.

"When you entered the main hall of the Qingyang Sect, didn't you notice that you were already surrounded by all the disciples of the Qingyang Sect?"

"Holding long swords, exuding murderous intent, and with Wu Lingsu and Zhao Yutai wearing fake smiles, don't you find it all very fake?"

He took a sip of wine on a rainy day and said.

"So that's how it is. No wonder you were so decisive back then, striking with deadly moves. It turns out you already knew they were plotting to kill you."