…
The storm had already arrived, and the capital was covered in mist. However, none of the people on the streets held up their umbrellas. They allowed the rain to hit their heads and splash water.
Within the capital, at the entrance of a hidden and almost forgotten mansion, more than ten men in black robes and bamboo hats stood in the rain.
They all carried a long sword on their backs.
The rain fell from the sky, washing away the exquisitely carved sword hilts without a single speck of dust.
Of course, not everyone was wearing a conical bamboo hat. For example, the woman standing in front of them was wearing a long black dress with green smoke muslin.
Her hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall. Lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating her snow-white skin, her picturesque features, and the red cinnabar mark between her eyebrows.
The torrential rain fell on the woman's body, splashing water droplets and drenching the woman's long dress. However, it made the woman look even more charming.
"Wu Yuer, Shadow Sect Leader!" A voice rang out in front of the lady. At the same time, a skinny man slowly walked out from the courtyard.
It was a man with very ordinary facial features. However, on the man's forehead, there was an "eye" that sparkled like a ruby.
A faint light flickered in that eye, making it look extremely strange.
Behind the man, there were over a hundred masked figures with black cloaks over their heads. Specks of faint light flickered under the cloaks, making them look extremely strange.
More than ten people in bamboo hats against more than a hundred masked men in black robes.
This seemed to be a battle of unequal strength. However, there were more than ten people in bamboo hats guarding the entrance of the mansion. There was only one man in black robes who stepped out of the mansion.
"Ying Feng, Domain Chief of the Dark Domain. Oh right … your brother Ying Shan used to be from the Dark Domain too? Unfortunately, he was only a Vice Domain Chief. Furthermore, he died quite early. "Wu Yuer finally spoke after seeing the man walking out of the mansion.
"Yes!" Ying Feng nodded. He did not refute or explain. His expression did not change at all. It was as if he was answering a question that had nothing to do with him.
"On the road to the Yellow Springs, brothers should be united. That way, there will be companions," Wu Yuer said again.
"I heard that the Shadow Sect does business. Then, Master Wu Yuer should be a businesswoman too. How about 10,000 taels of gold to buy a way out?"
"Of course you can, but the price will be doubled. In addition, you should also leave the things you took!" Wu Yuer nodded lightly.
"Fifty thousand gold taels, and I'll take the item away. How about it?"
"The Shadow Sect only offers, not haggles."
"Understood. Let me think about it!" Shadow Wind nodded. At the same time, he slowly took a few steps back and returned to the courtyard.
"Half an incense stick's worth of time." Wu Yuer had no intention of stopping Ying Feng.
At this moment, another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. However, this bolt of lightning was clearly different from the previous ones.
It was a ray of light, a distorted ray of light.
Then …
A loud and clear dragon roar resounded in the sky, shaking the nine heavens.
"Hmm?" Wu Yuer's body shook violently. She subconsciously looked towards the sky. Then, her originally calm expression suddenly changed. "Could that be … Fang Zhengzhi!"
Without any hesitation, Wu Yuer's body disappeared from the spot. In the next moment, she appeared on a roof far away. She was as fast as lightning.
"Domain Chief, Wu Yuer … seems to have left?!" A masked black-clothed man standing in the courtyard looked at Wu Yuer, who had suddenly left. His eyes widened visibly.
"Is this a ploy to lure us out?" Another masked man in black asked softly.
"No, something happened to Fang Zhengzhi!" Ying Feng looked at Wu Yuer in the rain, then at the ray of light in the sky. A cold look flashed across his eyes. "This is a rare opportunity, let's go!"
"Yes!" Hundreds of masked men in black replied immediately.
Outside the mansion, a dozen black-clothed men wearing bamboo hats were still standing there quietly. Not a single one of them left with Wu Yuer.
"Qing Yi, they are trying to escape. What should we do?"
"If you were the master, what would you do?" A woman's voice rang out from under the bamboo hat.
"Kill our way in!"
"What if you were the master?"
"This … I can't guess what the master would do." The man in the bamboo hat hesitated for a moment, but eventually shook his head.
"Then we will follow the master's plan and kill our way in!"
"Yes!"
…
Flame Capital City, at the gates of the city. It was raining cats and dogs.
Countless soldiers stood rooted to the ground. Their gazes were all focused on the distorted ray of light. That arrogance, that loneliness, shrouded the sky.
"Boom!" A deafening sound rang out.
The distorted ray of light finally struck King Xieluo's body. The ray of light clashed with his huge body, tearing at each other, letting out waves of clear and loud dragon roars.
Shock. Silence.
At this moment, the sound of the rain seemed to have disappeared. The entire world was only filled with the dragon's roar, a clear and loud dragon's roar.
"Roar!"
At this moment, a pained beast's roar rang out.
A bright red rain of blood fell from the sky, mixing with the torrential rain, dyeing the entire dark sky a demonic red.
Then, the dragon's roar disappeared, and a black figure flew down from the sky, finally landing on the ground with a loud thud.
"What happened?!"
"Did Fang Zhengzhi lose?"
"What was that black figure just now?"
Countless gazes were focused on the black figure that had fallen to the ground. Then, when those gazes saw the black figure clearly, almost all of them widened their eyes.
Everyone's faces were filled with shock.
Because it was a front hoof, an incomparably huge front hoof.
But now, this front hoof had fallen to the ground, and fresh blood gushed out from the wound, trembling lightly on the ground.
"Roar!" Another beast's roar rang out in the sky.
Everyone's gazes finally turned to the huge figure in the sky, but this figure was missing a huge front hoof.
"How is this possible?!"
"Is this guy really in the Supernatural State?!"
"So powerful, he actually … actually injured the Demon King?"
Be it the Mountain Breaking Army, the Yan Cloud Calvary, or even the Northern Barbarian Army, when they saw King Xieluo in the sky, their jaws dropped.
One slash!
The Returning Dragon!
He chopped off one of the Demon King's front hoof!
Fang Zhengzhi of the Supernatural State …
He actually managed to injure the Monster King. Moreover, he even chopped off one of the Monster King's front legs. How ridiculous was that? How unbelievable!
The Demon King!
The Demon King that was even more powerful than the Sage!
No one could believe it, and no one was willing to believe it.
"Fang Zhengzhi!!!" King Xieluo's voice reverberated in the sky. It was a voice of anger, pain, and even more so, a voice of humiliation.
As the mighty Demon King.
He was truly enraged now.
He had never been as angry as he was today.
And above his head, a figure stood in the sky, holding a sword in his hand, a sword that emitted a demonic purple light.
His black court attire was washed by the heavy rain, becoming unusually bright.
He did not speak, and did not even make a sound.
He just quietly looked down at the furious King Xieluo who was shouting non-stop. His pair of crystal-clear eyes were filled with all sorts of images.
Mountains, rivers, trees, flowers …
But, there was blood at the corner of his mouth. The blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth, under the illumination of the lightning, appeared unusually bright.
"He's really injured?"
"To be able to chop off one of the Demon King's front hoof, that's already unbelievable!"
"Indeed, I'm afraid that's all he can do, right?"
When everyone saw the blood at the corner of Fang Zhengzhi's mouth, they all sighed softly.
Their minds were still replaying the shocking slash just now, the slash that chopped off the Demon King's front hoof. But, this did not mean that Fang Zhengzhi could win.
Because, Fang Zhengzhi was facing the Demon King, a Demon King that was even more powerful than the Sage.
"Fang Zhengzhi, you've already used all your strength in that slash, but I haven't. Die!" King Xieluo naturally saw the blood at the corner of Fang Zhengzhi's mouth.
Even though his front hoof had been chopped off, he still took the lead and charged towards Fang Zhengzhi.
At the same time, a beam of red light shot up from below the city walls. A terrifying wave of air was emitted from the red light, sweeping up all the surrounding rocks.
The blood-red light filled the air, dyeing the dark night completely red. It was a blood-red as chilling as hell.
A black figure stood in the middle of the red light. His eyes had already turned blood-red, and drops of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the pale face on the ground.
"Remember … remember what you promised … me … me …" A weak voice rang out. Then, the pale face slowly turned to the side, and his eyes slowly closed.
"Ah!!!" A roar came from the mouth of the black figure. It was a roar that came from the depths of his heart, filled with anger, hatred, and sorrow …
"It's Yan Qianli!"
"Could it be that King Liqin has already …"
"Old Master!"
When the Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Calvary heard this roar, they turned to look at Yan Qianli. Then, they naturally saw King Liqin, who had already closed his eyes.
"Kaboom!" Thunder rumbled.
Both the Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Calvary bowed at this moment. They did not kneel, because they were still standing.
But, they had to bow.
Because …
The one who died was King Liqin.
He was a living legend of the Great Xia Dynasty.
And this legend, at the last moment of his life, used his hands to shine brightly in front of everyone.
The heavens opened, and the earth was buried.
This was a legend that would forever live in everyone's hearts.
"Don't worry, Old Lin. I, Yan Qianli, swear that I will avenge you!" Amidst the red light, Yan Qianli slowly raised his head and looked at the sky, at the pouring rain, and at the two figures fighting in the rain.
It was just like what everyone had seen …
Fang Zhengzhi was injured.
"Is it not enough? Is it not enough to increase your strength by three times? "Fang Zhengzhi's target was not King Xieluo's hoof, but King Xieluo's head.
But …
His sword did not reach King Xieluo.
"Boom!" The two figures separated. Fang Zhengzhi's lips parted instinctively, and a mouthful of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. But, he still held his sword tightly in his hand.
In life, there would be many difficulties.
Some of them might even seem impossible. Even if he tried, it would be impossible. But, Fang Zhengzhi still wanted to give it a try.
The reason was simple. Fang Zhengzhi had no other way out.
This way out did not refer to the hope of escaping, but his heart. His heart did not allow him to retreat. Even if there were more opportunities to escape, he would not retreat.
"Xiu 'er's only friend … is not bad!" Yan Qianli looked at Fang Zhengzhi, who was panting in the air, and his heart trembled.
But, he quickly recovered. At the same time, the red light that shot up to the sky expanded again. In the next moment, he was already in front of King Xieluo.
"Die!"
"Roar!"
Two angry roars rang out at the same time.
The red light intertwined with the golden light and flew away upon contact.
Then, Yan Qianli's body also appeared in front of Fang Zhengzhi. As an experienced leader, he was furious, but he was calmer than anyone else.
"Fang Zhengzhi, can you still fight?" Yan Qianli did not ask, nor did he look at Ping Yang. Because, things had already happened, there was no need to ask further.
"Yes!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded.
"Then, let's … your eyes?!" Yan Qianli was about to say that they should work together, but when he saw Fang Zhengzhi's eyes, those crystal clear eyes, his expression changed.
Because, Fang Zhengzhi's eyes were too strange.
So strange that it was shocking.
"This is the aftereffect of the battle in the Southern Region." Fang Zhengzhi casually explained, but he did not say anything else. He only extended his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"This aftereffect of yours looks pretty good!" Yan Qianli's lips moved, but he did not ask about Fang Zhengzhi's eyes. Instead, he casually replied.
"Let me take revenge for Ping Yang!" Fang Zhengzhi said again.
"Mm, let me take revenge for Old Lin!" Yan Qianli also said.
"Are you going to kill him?"
"Of course!"
"But he can only die once?"
"As a junior, in front of an old man, you should know how to be humble!" Yan Qianli looked at Fang Zhengzhi, his expression somewhat reproachful.
"As a senior, in front of a young man, you should give him more chances!"
"How can I not give him chances?"
"Then we can only rely on our own abilities."
"Very well, then let me see what kind of miracles Xiu 'er's only friend can create!" Yan Qianli heard this and nodded.
"You cover, I'll go first!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded too.
"You go first? Are you sure? " After seeing Fang Zhengzhi nod, Yan Qianli instinctively prepared to go first, but after taking a step forward, he instantly reacted.
However, he was evidently stunned. Because, regardless of his understanding of Fang Zhengzhi's character or the comparison of their abilities, he should be the first one to go first.
"I'm sure!" Fang Zhengzhi said with certainty.
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