Since Mi Fengjie had just entered the Finger Xuan realm, he started to show signs of blossoming. Most martial artists in the world were like this. The higher one entered the Finger Xuan realm, the more they cherished their cultivation. After all, not everyone was like Li Chungang, a rare genius who could make a breakthrough in a few years. However, the person in front of him was too young, so Mi Fengjie did not see him as a mortal enemy. He only wanted to demonstrate his strength with his sword and force the person to retreat before continuing on his way. Mi Fengjie did not draw his sword. He merely exhaled lightly. Previously, he had gifted the youth an ancient sword on Mount Fu Yao. There were a total of thirty-five ancient swords. Among them, there was a sheathless sword that was hidden among the swords. It was as thin as a young girl's little finger. It swept towards the young Northern Liang official who was babbling nonsense. After Mi Fengjie controlled the flying sword, he squinted his eyes to admire the green and slender blade. Because it was too fast, it looked like a young bamboo leaf that was twisting in a subtle arc. The tip of the sword also had strands of scarlet sword Qi that seeped out, just like a green snake spitting out its red tongue.
Hsu Fengnian seemed to casually extend his hand. His thumb and index finger pinched the Green Bamboo Leaf and crushed the sword energy in an instant. After the thin sword was restrained by his finger, Mi Fengjie decisively cut off the connection. However, the remaining energy of the flying sword still caused the tail of the ancient sword, named Green Leaf, to vibrate violently. Mi Fengjie did not dare to be careless anymore. He opened his arms and was about to unsheathe the six ancient swords to kill when the young man laughed softly and said, "My name is Hsu Fengnian. Do you really want to fight?"
Mi Fengjie's expression changed drastically. He forcefully swallowed a mouthful of majestic Qi and the six swords returned to their sheaths in the blink of an eye. Mi Fengjie was a little surprised. When the young man announced his identity, he did not suspect anything. He was just curious as to why a Vassal King would come to Mount Fu Yao. You are the sixth in the world. Are you going to make things difficult for me, a Finger Xuan swordsman? Are you going to put aside your military affairs and come to the deep mountains for this reason? Mi Fengjie smiled and said, "The King of Beiliang is so free and elegant that he wants to lower himself to the same level as a few bandits."
Hsu Fengnian threw away the precious ancient sword with its sword embryo destroyed. Ignoring the hidden sarcasm in the words of the Master of the Profound Sword Cave, he asked, "Song Nianqing of the Dongyue Sword Pool used fourteen sword moves before he died. Do you want to learn them? If you want to learn, you can stay in Beiliang and serve This King. Tide-listening Pavilion has secret manuals from the sixth floor down for you to read. "
Mi Feng Jie's face was gloomy. No one knew what he was thinking, so he didn't say anything.
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "When you reach Celestial Phenomenon, you can leave Beiliang at any time. This King can promise you that even if there is a battle to the death, This King won't put you in danger, much less send you to the border to fight. It's just that there are some people you need to protect in secret. Beiliang still lacks some top-notch experts to oversee the prefectures. "
Mi Feng Jie sneered and said, "Is there such a good thing in the world?"
Xu Fengnian hooked his finger and the thin sword that had destroyed the Sword Embryo and the Divine Will of the Sword returned to his hand. His finger slowly brushed across the body of the sword and an image of flowing lights and vibrant colors appeared. The new Sword Embryo was close to perfection. Such a mysterious move was no different from the Buddhists becoming Buddha on the spot. Hsu Fengnian held the new sword in his hand, pointed it at Mi Feng Jie, and took a step forward.
There was no shocking aura, nor were there any complicated sword moves that were beyond words. Even Hsu Fengnian's previous stance and the step he took were very casual. There was no air of an expert at all. He was like an old man looking at the sunset and taking a step forward to catch up.
However, Mi Feng Jie still retreated a few dozen feet, his face pale.
This sword had just started, but Mi Feng Jie found that he couldn't break through all thirty-six sword moves. He had no choice but to surrender before the battle. Hsu Fengnian threw the ancient sword back to Mi Feng Jie and said calmly, "This is the beginning of Song Nianqing's Earth Immortal Sword before his death. Do you believe me now? Of course, This King has only learned about fifty to sixty percent of the spirit qi. "
Mi Feng Jie gritted his teeth and was about to kneel down.
Hsu Fengnian waved his hand and laughed, "Forget it. You have to know that four to five years ago, a top expert like you, Mi Feng Jie, would be worshipped by This King. Back to the Immortal Coffin Cave and pass down This King's order. Tell Huangfu Jin to show mercy. As long as you want them to live, they can live. They can choose whether they want to join the army at the border or become the personal guards of the generals in the border. As for the wealth that the Immortal Coffin Cave has accumulated over the years, just treat it as the salary for the troops sent from Youzhou to Mount Fuyao. "
After Mi Feng Jie left, Hsu Fengnian carried a tree branch back to the smoke-filled Mount Fuyao and sat at the entrance.
Wei Jin went down the mountain to report the battle situation to the Mountain Chieftain, whose real name was Zhang Gonglian. This place was already in a precarious situation from the front and rear. More than a hundred strong youths fought and retreated to the foot of the mountain. Lu Haiya, who was fighting for Mount Fuyao, had already left midway and hurried to the Immortal Coffin Cave. Zhang Juxian suffered some minor injuries, while Liu Yu, the Wei and Jin Dynasties disciple, was severely injured. In the midst of the fierce battle, Commandant Su Zhen seized the opportunity to "take advantage of the situation". Not only did he slice off half of Liu Yu's shoulder, he also gave Su Zhen an arrow that pierced through his other shoulder. If Liu Yu had not relied on his intuition to turn sideways, he would have been pierced through the heart by the arrow. Originally, with Zhang Juxian and Nan Baoyu as the stabilizing force, even if Mount Fuyao was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, they could still repel Su Zhen's hundred armored soldiers. However, Fan Xiaochai and Wang Shiwei had suddenly joined the battle. Their unreasonable interference had caused the Twin Hammers Fierce Man, Nan Baoyu, to lose his life. Nan Baoyu had swung his Sparrow Tail Saber at the young woman, and the two hundred jin man had been lifted into the air by the Arc Saber. The rusted copper sword that Fan Xiaochai had just obtained had also stabbed Nan Baoyu in the chest over a dozen times. His heart had been minced into pieces, and a ghastly hole the size of a bowl could be seen on his body. The she-devil pulled out her saber and dropped the corpse. When she dragged the saber towards Zhang Juxian, the tip of the saber drew a bloody groove on Nan Baoyu's body. From his abdomen to his forehead, a bright red line appeared.
After she joined the battle, Zhang Juxian was entangled. It was at that time that Liu Yu was ambushed by Commandant Su Zhen. This group of soldiers relied on their well-coordinated elite infantry to advance steadily. Their weapons and crossbows, and their coordination in formation, were far superior to the grassland bandits of Mount Fuyao who only knew how to fight with brute force. Moreover, the hundred armored soldiers were followed by the patrolmen who picked up the slack. Although these people did not have the ability to fight to the death, they had the ability to take advantage of the situation to pursue and attack. Moreover, they had stepped over the corpses of more than ninety of their comrades, which had truly aroused their bloodlust. As a result, Mount Fuyao's army was naturally defeated. If it were not for Wei Jin and his men helping to bring up the rear, let alone a hundred of them, not even ten of them would have been able to retreat back to the foot of the mountain.
These grassland bandits, who were more or less injured, were chased down and killed like drowning dogs on their own territory. They all had lingering fears. In the past, they had often come into contact with the government's patrolmen. As time passed, they also began to look down on the Beiliang army. They always felt that the two sides were jackals of the same lair. How strong could the Beiliang soldiers be? Normally, they would curse Beiliang together with the immortal master Wei Jin. They always liked to say that the Beiliang cavalry was the best in the world. If they were really powerful, why didn't the Xu family's 300,000 Iron Cavalry, which consisted of 120,000 cavalry and over 200,000 infantry, which were collectively known as the Xu family's Iron Cavalry, trample Beimang flat? In the end, when they actually encountered Commandant Su Zhen's troops, they finally realized that the real Beiliang army, which was clad in armor and equipped with cold sabers, was simply like the difference between heaven and earth when compared to those patrolmen who were wearing a layer of official skin.
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