Xu Liewu followed Fang Yeyu to the courtyard in the front hall. He finally understood why his subordinate had said in such a terrified tone that they could not stop him. He saw a man in a long robe with long black hair holding a sword. He faced the many battle-hardened Mongolian warriors as if he was invincible.
No matter how valiantly the Mongolian warriors charged forward, what awaited them was the cold tip of the sword and death. It was as if the opponent's sword was already there, waiting for them to deliver their necks to it.
"Demon, he's a demon!" Even though the Mongolian warrior was used to seeing death, he was still a little scared. The person in front of him had an unusually narrow face. His facial features were all flaws that no one would want to have. It was as if they were all squeezed together, making his forehead look especially high. His lower jaw was long and slender, and it was a little cumbersome. His crooked nose bridge was disproportionately large, making his eyes and mouth look even smaller. His face was extremely uncoordinated and strange. Coupled with his ghost-like sword skills, he looked like a devil from hell.
"Don't try to disrupt the army's morale! This is just the Bright Sword Technique of Goryeo!" Seeing that his subordinates were showing signs of breaking down, Xu Liewu immediately circulated his energy and roared.
Xu Liewu's army was very strict. When they heard the words "disrupt the army's morale," the panicked people immediately shut their mouths. This was a serious offense in the army, and they could be beheaded at any time.
Seeing Xu Liewu's arrival and understanding that this was a type of martial arts, the Mongolian soldiers gradually calmed down. However, they could only barely maintain their formation. It was impossible for them to stop the opponent.
Seeing his elite soldiers being slaughtered, Xu Liewu's eyelids twitched. Fang Yeyu hurriedly said, "Prince, this person is always able to enter our country before the soldiers can surround us. This is not a plain area, and it is suitable for cavalry to reunite and display their advantage in numbers. If we let them continue, they will only be sending them to their deaths."
"Prince, leave it to me!" A sinister man said. Madam Zhen immediately recognized him as the former top expert of Khoresm, Wolf Man.
Unfortunately, when the Mongolians arrived, he quickly surrendered to them and killed many of their experts. This time, he had also contributed greatly to her capture.
"Be careful!" Xu Liewu frowned slightly. However, he felt that it was good to let him try. After all, the difference in martial arts between the previous warriors and the enemy was too great. It was difficult to see any clues.
"What Bright Sword Technique? I think it's just a bluff." Bu Di snorted coldly. In his opinion, the opponent's swordsmanship was a little pretentious. Only those soldiers with low kung fu would fall for it. He had been watching from the side and felt that every time, it was the soldiers who were stupid enough to touch the tip of the sword. If it were him, he would never fall for such a low-level trick.
"Awooo ~" A tragic and desolate wolf's howl added a chill to the courtyard. Bu Di's martial arts had been deeply influenced by the Demon Sect, and he had modified the Demon Sect's Sound Wave Technique into a wolf's howl that was most suitable for him. Usually, it could cause the enemy's mind to waver, and they would suffer a crushing defeat before they even fought.
Many of the Mongolian warriors covered their ears in pain when they heard his howls, and those with weaker cultivation even fainted.
Fang Yeyu couldn't help but frown and say, "This Bu Di always attacks indiscriminately without differentiating between friend and foe. Previously, there was a situation where he turned our soldiers into idiots. Even now, he still hasn't changed."
Unexpectedly, Xu Liewu didn't take it to heart at all. He smiled and said, "Every expert has their own unique habits. What we need to do is to completely bring out their strengths and make use of them instead of restraining them in all sorts of ways."
"Your Highness is right." Fang Yeyu thought otherwise. He thought to himself, Xu Liewu is of noble birth and doesn't care about the lives of low-level soldiers, but he can always win battles …
"Awooo … Urgh ~" The horrifying wolf's howl was about to reach its climax when it suddenly stopped. The two of them hurriedly looked over and saw that "Fu Cailin" had pulled his sword out of Xu Liewu's neck. He looked at the bloodstains on the tip of the sword with some disgust. "The ghostly howl and the wolf's howl are so unpleasant."
"He died just like that?" Xu Liewu's face was full of disbelief. Just now, it was as if his vision had blurred, and Bu Di had died just like those soldiers from before. It was as if he had taken the initiative to crash into the tip of Xu Liewu's sword and die.
"Using one's sword and using one's sword to defeat one's enemy. Fusing chess theory into swordsmanship actually has such a miraculous effect?" Fang Yeyu didn't understand what was going on either, and he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine when he thought of this.
At this moment, a black figure silently grabbed at Fu Cailin from behind. Xu Liewu and Fang Yeyu were overjoyed. They recognized that the other party was "Vulture" You Chidi.
It should be known that You Chidi used to be one of the Eight Great Protectors by the side of the Mongolian Great Khan. Even though his martial arts were not as good as the head of the Eight Great Protectors, Li Chimei, the fact that he was one of the Eight Great Protectors proved that he was a top-notch expert.
You Chidi's nickname "Vulture" was not only because of his bald head, but also because of his Eagle's Claw Technique. It could be said that it was as easy as turning over a palm for him to destroy rocks. Another reason was that his qinggong was superb, and he was as fast as an eagle. He could also pounce on his prey silently like an eagle.
Seeing that his fingertips were about to touch the other party's shoulder, You Chidi was overjoyed. He thought that if he was caught by his Eagle's Claw Technique, then no matter how good his martial arts were, he wouldn't be able to use it. Thinking that he was about to kill a world-famous expert, his status in Mongolia would probably rise. He might not be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with people like Ba Siba and Pang Ban, but he would at least be able to stand on equal footing with people like Jinlun Fawang.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a chill in his throat. He lowered his head and saw that a sword was slowly being pulled back from his neck. His last thought was, "Is this my blood?"
"There's a path to heaven, but you refuse to take it. There's no door to hell, but you barge in." "Fu Cailin" snorted coldly. Previously, he was also the one who sneak-attacked him. Fortunately, the yellow-robed girl came to his rescue and saved his life. He didn't expect that he would come to his death again so soon.
That's right, this "Fu Cailin" was naturally Song Qingshu in disguise. He had been tolerating the arrogance and despotism of Mongolia's Xu Liewu and the others for the sake of the big picture. He didn't expect that the other party would become more and more excessive. Today, the continuous robberies of other countries' embassies made him unable to hold back his anger. He decided to let this Mongolian prince know that Mongolia had not yet unified the world.
Of course, Song Qingshu also didn't want to bring disaster to Xixia because of a moment of impulsiveness. Now that Xixia had just ended the coup d 'état, they were not ready to defend against foreign enemies. Therefore, he needed to find a sucker to take the blame for him. The Bright Sword Master of Goryeo, Fu Cailin, was the most suitable candidate.
First of all, his martial arts were high enough and he had the ability to directly attack the Mongolian embassy. Secondly, he had the motive. The Mongolians had just annihilated their diplomatic mission and the Crown Prince of Goryeo was missing. Lastly, he was far away in Goryeo. No one in the Central Plains had seen him. At the same time, what happened here couldn't be transmitted back to Goryeo. Even if it was transmitted back, Fu Cailin could only watch helplessly and take the blame.
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