Speaking of the purpose of Xiliang entering the capital, one had to mention the Battle of the Setting Sun a few months ago.
The origin of the Battle of the Setting Sun was ironic.
The famous general of the Western Liang, Lu Qizhong, had formulated a series of battle tactics in order to break through the Yaoyang Fortress, which was guarded by the Martial God's army. For three whole months, he had carried out battles of all sizes around Bing Province. Because of the unexpected results, it was named the "Battle of the Setting Sun".
It was the hottest day of the summer.
On this day, Lu Qizhong's tactics finally came to an end. If there were no accidents, Bingzhou would be in the hands of the Xiliang Army.
At noon, the Xiliang Army moved out with Qin Guanyue, ranked ninth on the Asura List, as their general. They went straight for the Yaoyang Fortress on the other side of the Lingding River.
At that time, the main force of the Martial God Army was lured out of the city and trapped 500 miles south of the fortress. There was no time to rescue them.
At midnight, the Yaoyang Fortress was struggling.
The headquarters of the Xiliang Army was west of the Lingding River. The headquarters was located in a circular valley.
A few tents were arranged in a picturesque pattern. There were people going in and out. Battle reports and new orders came and went like flowing water.
"Report!"
At that moment, a general in armor rushed into the valley. He knelt in front of the commander's tent and said anxiously, "General, Yan, Yanshan Robber is attacking …"
"Yanshan Robber? How many people? "
"Thousands …" the general said anxiously. "The headquarters has gone all out. There are only a few hundred soldiers left. How can we fight them? General, please evacuate the danger zone as soon as possible! "
"The soldiers are still fighting. As the general, how can I retreat? Defend to the death! "An unquestionable order came from the tent.
"But, but …" The general wanted to say something but suddenly heard screams behind him.
With a series of "ping ping ping" sounds of blades breaking, dozens of soldiers at the entrance of the valley were hit by a purple energy. They screamed and flew back. When they landed, they vomited blood and looked at the entrance of the valley in fear.
The general turned around and said bitterly to the commander's tent, "General, I'm useless. I can't stop Yanshan Robber for a while …"
Amidst the smoke and dust that had been stirred up by the impact of the powerful Qi, a figure slowly appeared. His footsteps were slow as if he was taking a stroll in the park. The sound of the black shoes stepping on the ground was very dull, like the sound of a bell or drum, causing one's eardrums to ring.
"Purple hair and black blade! It's Yan … Yan Shiyi … "A guard who could no longer get up screamed in fear.
The figure tore through the dust and revealed himself to the crowd.
This was a very "beautiful" man with snow-white skin, picturesque eyebrows, and long, narrow phoenix eyes. Other than "beautiful", there was no other word to describe this man.
When it was almost five in the evening, the orange sunset shone on his devilish purple hair, rendering it a dreamy color. His purple hair looked dreamy and of of of of of the purple of the sun.
He wore a deep ivory shirt on the outside and a dark red undershirt on the inside, accentuating his tall and slender figure. In his hand was a sheathed long saber that was longer than an ordinary standard miaodao.
"The afterglow of the setting sun, the elegy of the dying man, all of them are so beautiful that it's intoxicating." The man chuckled. She closed her eyes and opened her arms as if she was hugging something.
"Why didn't the Dragonslayer come in person? Am I not qualified to see him?" A deep voice came from the largest tent. Then there was the sound of surging Qi. The curtain of the tent was burned to ashes by the inexplicable flames, and the inside and outside of the tent were exposed to each other.
The generals who were pushed back hurriedly retreated to the sides and calmed down. "Marshal!"
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a square face and big ears sitting in the commander's seat. A pair of intimidating tiger eyes looked at the young man called Yan Shiyi calmly. In his right hand was a longsword with a fiery red glow.
This person was the highest commander of Western Liang, a famous general of the Western Liang Military Council, Lu Qizhong.
There were several black-clothed men on both sides of him. All of them stood with their hands on their swords, their eyes flashing like lightning. The energy around their bodies faintly circulated, and their auras were quite shocking. They were obviously cultivators.
Apart from cultivators, there was also the group of advisors assigned by the Military Council.
"Always asking questions that shouldn't be asked." Yan Shiyi opened his eyes.
"Yes, the Dragonslayer never lets anyone see his true face. I don't think he dares to appear in front of me!" Lu Qizhong smiled faintly. "However, the Military Council has been planning for three years. Today, we sent out all our main forces. We were only one step away from completely taking over Bingzhou, but we lost to Yanshan Robber in the end. What a great irony."
After a pause, he asked in confusion, "I want to know, why did Yanshan Robber do this? Once the war in Bingzhou is settled, the Great Xia Dynasty will be free to deal with the bandits. Aren't you asking for trouble by doing this … "
"Stop." Yan Shiyi's smile didn't change. He waved his right hand lightly, and his purple hair drew a dazzling arc in the air. "It's really not nice of you to pry into other people's secrets like this. I don't need to answer you."
No one had ever dared to interrupt Lu Qizhong, so when he was interrupted, anger appeared on his face at first, but he quickly suppressed it and said faintly, "You can't be thinking that without the Dragonslayer, you can deal with me by yourself, can you?"
"I don't like your attitude." Yan Shiyi was very unhappy about this. He slowly pulled out his long saber, and the blade was as dark as the deep night. The generals who were beaten back by him showed fear on their faces, and they couldn't help but retreat to the edge of the valley.
Lu Qizhong's pupils suddenly contracted, but he immediately calmed down. Fiery red Vital Qi emerged from his body, and at the same time, he pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword. The fiery red fluorescence on the sword naturally blended with the Vital Qi, and there was a faint shadow of a flame burning, making a soft "tss tss" sound.
"Lu Qizhong of the Grand Council wants to learn from Yan Shiyi of the Asura Ranking!" Lu Qizhong pressed on the hilt of his sword and stood up. His gaze was sharp, and his entire body was like an unsheathed sword.
The cultivators by his side roared and pounced at Yan Shiyi in unison. There were several clangs as they were unsheathed. Under the setting sun, the edge of the sword flashed with an indescribable light, and turned into countless sword shadows. They were silent, like floating willow leaves. They looked soft and slow, but were actually as fast as lightning.
"Very beautiful, but a pity you can't withstand a single blow."
The corners of Yan Shiyi's mouth curled up when facing the attacks that covered the heavens and the earth and were airtight, and his light laughter was like boundless wind that flowed through the gorge. Along with his laughter, a dazzling purple True Qi emerged from his body. The invisible aura caused his devilish purple hair to fly wildly in the air. But these were only used to set off his flawless face.
When the rising Vital Qi came into contact with the air, it was immediately dyed a thick black, just like the color of the blade in his hand. So his body looked like the stamen of a flower, and the Vital Qi was like the blossoming petals, causing him to look like a dazzling purple night flower that even the setting sun paled in comparison.
Just as the petals opened to their limits, Yan Shiyi did not move. The scabbard in his hand suddenly left his hand, and with an unimaginable power, shattered all the sword shadows. The moment the purple light that competed with the setting sun flashed, the cultivators grunted and flew in all directions like shattered petals.
The difference between Vital Qi and Vital Qi could not be measured in miles.
Seeing this, Lu Qizhong's expression grew colder. He took a step forward and raised his sword. The fiery red Zhen Qi, which was already abnormally violent, suddenly exploded. Like a raging flame, it turned into a violent heat wave and rushed out.
The scabbard broke into the tent, and was instantly sent flying into the air.
The black blade followed closely behind the scabbard, and slashed at the tip of the wave. The two energies collided violently, and the tent swelled like paper, exploding into countless pieces of energy.
Lu Qizhong's face was pale, and the veins in his hand that held the sword were visible. The Vital Qi in the Origin Sea poured into the long sword without hesitation, and the momentum was so fierce and tragic that even his strong body could not bear it, and blood seeped out of his body.
The Vital Qi that surged out of the tip of the sword was like a fire snake biting its prey, and collided with the black blade and the Purple Night Vital Qi it gave off.
"A person about to die is so beautiful that I can't bear to blink." With another light laugh, Yan Shiyi, who had been standing in place all this time, suddenly moved. His figure was like an elongated purple waterfall, and when he appeared again, he was already holding the black blade.
The fire snake was almost crushed by the Purple Night Vital Qi the moment he grasped the black blade. The remaining force did not stop, and the fiery red Vital Qi in front of him was torn apart, forming two waves of heat that rolled to the sides, and finally collided with Lu Qizhong's long sword.
The sound of the sword breaking and a muffled groan rang out at the same time. Lu Qizhong's whole body crashed into the mountain wall in the belly of the valley, and he slid to the ground powerlessly, leaving behind a spider web of cracks.
All the abnormalities disappeared, and all the movements stopped at the same time.
Yan Shiyi raised his hand, and caught the falling scabbard. The black blade spun in his palm like a windmill, and the remaining purple Vital Qi danced like a flower, and after returning to the scabbard, it did not dissipate for a long time.
"Run!" Lu Qizhong shouted while enduring the intense pain.
But as soon as he finished speaking, two rows of black-clothed swordsmen rushed in from behind Yan Shiyi, moving in an orderly manner to surround everyone. At the same time, hundreds of archers with bows in their hands surged out from the cliffs of the valley. Outside the valley, there was a crowd of people, and the long neighs of horses and the clanging of armor could be heard. They saw that all of the black-armored knights were in formation.
"When two Cultivation Realm experts fight, it's really spectacular." A young man wearing a tea-white robe slowly walked out from between the two rows of black-clothed swordsmen.
Lu Qizhong looked over. He saw that the young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and had a face that seemed to have been carved by a top-notch craftsman. His thick black hair was coiled up at the back, and tied into a flat bun with a lotus leaf scarf. The front part of his hair was black and shiny, and it fell diagonally from his forehead to his left ear, making him look somewhat delicate. But his two perfectly straight eyebrows were like treasured swords that had been unsheathed, showing off their sharpness according to the minute changes in his face.
"Who are you?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, his heart trembled, and he vaguely guessed a shocking truth.
Because he saw that the black-clothed swordsmen's eyes revealed a look of awe, and it was exactly the same as the way his subordinates looked at him. Because of this, his mind received a violent shock.
The young man grinned, revealing a row of white and neat teeth. "People in Jianghu call me Yan Dragon Butcher."
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