This move did not boost Li Yijie's morale, but it did infuriate the former Manor Head even more. His neck tilted to the side, his two fingers clamped Li Yijie's sword and turned it around. Li Yijie lost control of his strength in midair and his whole body tilted to the side. The former Manor Head found an opportunity to chop his waist with his palm. Li Yijie's other hand shot out, his fingertips aimed at the former Manor Head's eyeballs. Judging from the situation, it must have been his first move that caused the former Manor Head to chop his waist.
The former Manor Head's palm suddenly turned up and grabbed Li Yijie's wrist, stopping him in midair. Li Yijie's wrist felt like it was tied with an iron hoop, he could not move. The former Manor Head suddenly flicked his sword to the side and raised his palm to strike Li Yijie's abdomen. Li Yijie felt as if his five viscera and six bowels were about to be overturned. Like a kite with a broken string, he suddenly fell down.
By this time his strength had reached its limit, his eyes were blurry and his head was dizzy. He really wished he could lie down on the ground and take a few deep breaths, then rest for a day and a night. But as soon as the image of Nangong Xue's delicate and weak face appeared in his mind, he did not know where he got his strength from. He adjusted his internal Qi and with his palm on the ground, brandished his sword toward the former Manor Head's ankle and called out, "The fifth move!"
At this time the two of them were very close. Li Yijie thought that this move would succeed, but unexpectedly the former Manor Head jumped up from the ground, his feet suddenly rose up, his body leaped up with the tip of his sword. By this time Li Yijie already had some experience, he immediately turned around and raised his sword to cut horizontally and called out, "The sixth move!" The former Manor Head's sleeve flipped up to meet his sword. Li Yijie suddenly felt a burst of cold air pass through his body, he could not even control his sword fingers. His vision blurred and the former Manor Head disappeared without a trace.
Li Yijie was shocked, he looked around and tried to turn his heel. He was not familiar with this room, he did not know where to hide. While he was in a daze, the back of his neck suddenly suffered a blow, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. Unable to stand, he fell to his knees with a plop.
Yuan Yi couldn't bear it. She rushed forward and shouted, "Brother Li, you should give up. You can't beat my father! In his eyes, any opponent who exchanged blows with him was an enemy. He would never show them any mercy! He was the one who set the rules because he was unreasonable. You're still a greenhorn. Even if you lose, it's not shameful. If Xueer knew that you had sacrificed so much for her, she would definitely not be happy! If this goes on, you will die! Do you want her to experience the feeling of losing you after she escapes from danger? "She stepped forward to support him.
The original Manor Lord raised his arm to stop him and said, "The rules of this competition are one-on-one fights. If an outsider intervenes in the middle, it will be considered as his loss. Yi 'er, don't go over there. He wants to save his wife, so he should pay the corresponding price. Let him be a man and do what he should do! Otherwise, even if he is the Alliance Leader, he will be despised for the rest of his life! "Yuan Yi anxiously said," But … "
Li Yijie used his long sword as a crutch to prop himself up with difficulty. He used his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. With a bitter smile, he said, "Young Master Yuan, I have made up my mind. You … don't try to persuade me. Six moves … I have endured. I still need four more moves. Even if I have to crawl or kneel, I will endure all of them. Please … don't tire me … and make me fail at the last step. "
Yuan Yi sighed inwardly. She saw that Li Yijie's whole body was covered in blood, but he still held on to it. Even though he knew that the difference in strength was too great, he still held on to a slim hope. She silently retreated a few steps and gave the two of them the stage.
After Li Yijie learned the internal energy cultivation method in the cave, he thought that his martial arts had made a great breakthrough. He didn't expect that in front of this master, his moves were like a child's drawing. Before he made his move, his moves would always be seen through. Although he had internal energy, he had nowhere to use it. With a bitter smile, he said, "Old … Old Manor Head, I finally understand … what it means to say that there is always someone better than me. To be able to fight with you, my life … has not been in vain. There are only heroes who die in battle, there are no deserters. But if I die, please fulfill my wish and save Xueer for me … "
The Old Manor Head was not moved at all. He said, "What? You think you can win? If you want to talk terms with me, you have to win first! "Without waiting for Li Yijie to respond, he turned around and attacked with both of his palms.
Li Yijie's long sword struggled to turn in his arms. At the same time, he had to secretly circulate his internal energy to prevent the Old Manor Head from seizing his sword. After a few moves, he used up a lot of his internal energy. He was so tired that he gasped for breath. His upper arm was so sore that it drooped inch by inch. He felt a pain in his chest and a wave of bitterness surged up. A few streaks of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth. He coughed several times and a few more mouthfuls of blood spread out in front of his chest.
The Old Manor Head saw that Li Yijie's temperament was tenacious and that he was willing to risk his life just to survive ten moves. In his opinion, other people's lives were as light as ants. Although sacrificing one's life for love was a different matter, he did not think that there was love in this world that was worth sacrificing everything for. The more infatuated Li Yijie was, the more stupid he was in his eyes. He did not have the patience to waste time with him and decided to end the battle quickly.
Li Yijie finally found a flaw in the Old Manor Head's defense. Without any hesitation, he thrust his sword forward and shouted, "The … the seventh move!" Unexpectedly, the Old Manor Head had deliberately lured him into a trap. He flicked his sleeve and waved away Li Yijie's attack. Li Yijie was in a very difficult situation this time. He raised his sword to parry. With a "dang" sound, the long sword broke into two pieces. Only the sword hilt was left in his hand. The other half flew far away. His zhenqi met the empty air. His zhenqi immediately went out of control and spread out in all directions. He once again opened his mouth and vomited blood.
The Old Manor Head withdrew his palm at this critical moment and coldly said, "You lost." Li Yijie could not say a word. His face was as stiff as a dead person's. Blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth like an endless stream. Yuan Yi tried to persuade him, "Father, Brother Li has already withstood eight moves. The younger generation has never fought so hard before. It is not easy. Can't you make an exception just this once …"
The Old Manor Head said, "Rules are rules. Even half a move cannot be neglected. How can I make an exception? The most I can do is to spare his life and let him leave the Manor Head. He has already lost. The loser has no right to ask for help from others. "
Yuan Yi knew his father's temper very well. Even if he begged him for a day and a night, he would not be moved. Turning around, he could only try to persuade Li Yijie or try his best to save him after leaving the Manor Head. But as soon as he saw his bloodshot eyes and his face covered in mud and blood, it was as if it was his own fault. Any words of comfort would be useless.
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The Shangguan Yaohua followed the instructions in the letter and rode a fast horse. He did not pay attention to the Imperial Bodyguards who were secretly following behind him. He went about his daily life as usual. He did not intend to rely on their help. This made them feel very awkward. Late one night, they finally arrived at the place mentioned in the letter. From the outside, it looked like a dilapidated mansion. However, in this situation, the door was crooked and several pieces of wood were placed horizontally. It looked like a monster that could open its bloody mouth at any time and swallow the intruder whole.
The Shangguan Yaohua pulled on the reins. He looked at the mansion for a long time and then dismounted. He took a few steps forward and called out bravely, "Hey, Seven Demons Head, are you here? You … You cowardly turtle, get the hell out here! If you don't come out to see me, don't blame me for not having the patience to keep you company! "In reality, he was still very afraid. He shouted to boost his courage, hoping to dilute his fear a little.
After standing for a while, raindrops the size of soybeans suddenly fell from the sky. Soon after, it became a downpour. Lightning flashed across the dark sky and thunder rumbled. If he stayed in the wilderness, he would not fall into a trap. He had no choice but to gather his courage and go to the Manor to take shelter from the rain. He did not consider which side was the bigger threat.
He tried to push the door open, and the two doors opened as a result. Perhaps because it had been there for a long time, there was a creaking sound, followed by the sound of thunder. The Shangguan Yaohua trembled all over. He clenched his teeth and stepped into the dark corridor. Every step he took was like stepping on a knife's edge. It also felt like he was stepping on his heart. It moved up and down, up and down.
The Nangong Xue opened her eyes in the darkness. She groped around and supported herself with her palms. Slowly, she sat up and lit a torch. She then pulled open the quilt and covered her entire body, including the torch. The quilt covered her head tightly, not allowing any light to pass through. She spread out a piece of white paper. Every time she spread it out, she was especially careful. She was afraid that if her movements were too big, she would rustle the paper and alert others.
When everything was ready, she bit her index finger. Taking advantage of the large amount of blood that was flowing out, she pinched the wound with two fingers, causing the blood to flow faster. She slowly rubbed her fingers and painstakingly wrote down each stroke. Every time she wrote, she would prick up her ears and lie motionless on the ground, listening carefully for any sounds. She did not even dare to breathe too loudly. She waited until she was sure that nothing was wrong before she dared to continue. The room was quiet. It was so quiet that she could only hear the sound of the flame burning and the rustling of her fingers.
She had written about half of the paper when she suddenly felt an ominous feeling, as if an extremely strange feeling was approaching. Before she could think about it, the quilt on her body was pulled away with a 'hua' sound.
Nangong Xue was shocked. She forced herself to remain calm. She pushed the paper down and threw away the torch. Jiang Liechen took the paper and lit the kerosene lamp. Only then did he turn around and look at her from head to toe. Nangong Xue was lying on the wooden bed. She did not remove a single piece of clothing from her body. Under his gaze, she still felt that he had seen everything and was extremely uncomfortable.
Jiang Liechen coldly said, "What are you doing? It's already so late. Aren't you going to sleep? "Nangong Xue said," I'm not used to sleeping early. I've been like this since I was young in Mount Hua. "At the same time, she prayed in her heart, hoping that he would believe her. She moved her body, trying to cover the paper.
Jiang Liechen sneered. He suddenly grabbed the back of her collar and threw her to the side. The paper was completely exposed on the bed. Nangong Xue still wanted to snatch it back, but Jiang Liechen had already picked it up and spread it open. Nangong Xue saw that she had lost the upper hand. She closed her eyes and resigned herself to her fate.
Jiang Liechen hurriedly glanced at the paper and tore it to shreds. It was as if he was doing it on purpose for Nangong Xue to see. He turned around and scattered the paper all over the floor in front of her, her legs, and her body. Nangong Xue bit her lip and said hatefully, "Is it fun for you to torture me like this?"
Jiang Liechen said, "I'm not torturing you. I just want to hear your explanation. I knew that you wouldn't know your place. What, are you trying to tell Li Yijie something? " Nangong Xue thought that since he had already torn the letter, there would be no proof. She argued, "No! I was bored in the middle of the night, so I wrote something for fun … you … you're being too suspicious … "
Jiang Liechen said, "Hmm, whatever you say. Don't think of me as a fool. There are a few things that I need to remind you. This isn't the first time, right? Why did I bring you here to spend the night instead of leaving in a hurry when we passed by this town? I know everything that you've done. I didn't stop you from sending the information to Li Yijie last time. He's probably received it by now, or he's leading his men here. Let him be. That's his death warrant. It'll be better if you personally hand it to him. "
Nangong Xue asked, "What do you mean?" Jiang Liechen said, "This place is a ready-made trap. I've arranged everything properly and we're just waiting for Li Yijie to show up. Either he doesn't show up, or if he takes one step in, he'll sound the death knell for himself! "
Nangong Xue had been tormented by him for days on end. Her will had completely collapsed. She weakly tugged on his sleeve and begged, "Don't … don't hurt him. I beg you … just kill me. If it can appease your anger …" Her fingers left a few long bloody marks on his sleeve.
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