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The green light appeared to be extremely gentle, yet it also seemed to be rough and domineering, giving off a sense of spirituality as well as a viciousness.

Hong Lei stared fixedly at the azure light, his entire being in a daze.

It was as if he could see the traffic in the mountains, the farmhouses where chickens and dogs were known to each other.

It was as if he could see You Ran South Mountain, a hermit with loose hair.

It was as if he was looking at a waterfall that was flowing downhill, like a waterfall that was flowing down from the Milky Way.

He saw the natural and harmonious scenery.

He saw the mountains and rivers of hope and light.

But even in that instant, the scene changed, and the world within the azure light changed.

The Golden Steel Horse and Ice River entered his dreamland. The battlefield was filled with the flames of war and the heroic souls were eternally stable.

All over the world, blood was flowing on the oars, fighting and killing in the martial arts world, fighting for courage and ruthlessness.

He saw broken, shattered mountains and rivers.

He saw the bloody, uneasy landscape.

From the peace and tranquility to the continuous flames of war, it only took a blink of an eye for the world in front of him to be completely different, yet it was extremely similar.

Hong Lei only felt the thick smoke and bloodthirsty killing intent instantly arrive before him.

Ping!

In the span of a breath, his personal dagger had drawn its scabbard in front of him, blocking the incoming Rising Dawn Sword in the nick of time.

So dangerous! Hong Lei bent down and practically pressed his body against the back of the horse. He used both hands to grip the hilt of his sword and used all his strength to block the incoming sword.

He looked at the white robe in front of him and composed himself. Then, he suddenly came to a realization.

"Yang Muyun!" Hong Lei bellowed like a beast, filled with power and anger.

He could already recognize that the white-robed youth in front of him was Yang Muyun.

Previously, when he had left the Main Hall of the third boat, Yang Muyun was actually in front. However, Qu Rong thought that he was at fault at this moment, and in order to ensure Yang Muyun's safety, he had purposely gone around Yang Muyun.

Therefore, Cui Rong had come out alone to face Hong Lei just now. At this time, Yang Muyun had also come out. He saw the right timing and caught Hong Lei by surprise.

The sword technique he had just used was naturally the Wind Sword's second style. This sword technique focused on breaking and standing, and when the prosperity ended, the sudden smoke would rise. This was the most fatal and most violent type.

That was why Yang Muyun was able to use this technique to block Wang Gu's fatal blow.

However, Hong Lei was someone who had roamed the battlefield before, and his battle awareness was much stronger than Yang Muyun. He almost subconsciously felt danger and pulled out his sword to block it.

Although he managed to block the attack at this moment, he was still subconsciously moving his hands subconsciously. If his foundation was unstable, it would be easy for something to go wrong.

Sure enough, Yang Muyun took advantage of the fact that Hong Lei hadn't fully reacted yet, and when his footing wasn't stable, he suddenly changed moves to increase the force.

Rainbow Piercing Sun!

This sword technique was relatively average in the martial arts world. It emphasized on gathering one's power at a certain point, in order to unleash the most powerful force.

"Bang!" Hong Lei's footing was indeed not stable. Under Yang Muyun's sudden change in move, he did not immediately react and continued to wield his sword to block.

Under the immense force, he was flipped off his warhorse and fell heavily to the ground.

"Bam!" The dust on the ground was stirred up, and a yellow mist rose from the ground.

"General!" When the Black Armored Army behind them saw this scene, they immediately reacted. Several soldiers quickly dismounted from their horses to help Hong Lei up.

After this fall, Hong Lei had become much more clear-headed. However, in the end, he was still able to achieve success.

Traces of blood leaked out from the corner of Hong Lei's mouth. With a dark red mouth, he raised his wrist to wipe the blood off his face before slowly standing up and staring at Yang Muyun.

As for Cui Rong, he stood behind, also stunned. He had fought with Hong Lei before, and he was very clear that Hong Lei was no ordinary person. His tyrannical strength was also extremely powerful.

However, just now, Hong Lei was knocked off his horse by Yang Muyun. Although Yang Muyun had the key to sneak attack him, he couldn't completely deny his strength.

If he didn't have a strength comparable to Hong Lei's, it would be impossible for Yang Muyun to defeat Hong Lei in a single move and cause some damage.

Qu Rong looked at Yang Muyun, who was standing firmly on his horse, and was lost in thought. He didn't know what kind of person was able to bring up such a magnificent disciple.

He was also slightly afraid that Yang Muyun had so much potential, and wouldn't be willing to join his three boats and eighteen docks and start his own business.

With Yang Muyun's current strength, he could easily join any sect in the martial arts world. However, compared to the other large sects, there was still a gap in strength between him, Three Boats and Eighteen Docks.

What Qu Rong didn't know was that even if he didn't have this kind of power, Yang Muyun wouldn't have joined Three Ships Eighteen Dock, let alone the enmity between them.

Just because he carried a blood feud, Yang Muyun wouldn't join any gangs before his revenge, because once he joined the gang, he would have a collective and a share of responsibility, and Yang Muyun wouldn't find any burdens or pressure on him.

Alone and alone, Yang Muyun felt that there was nothing bad about it. Freedom had always been something that people yearned for.

Cui Bong still didn't know Yang Muyun's identity, so he naturally didn't know about these things.

While Qu Rong was still in the midst of his contemplation, the rest of the people from Three Ships Dock had already arrived at the main entrance of the main hall. They didn't panic at all when they saw the black armored cavalrymen standing in front of the entrance.

It seemed that there was a bit of courage left in them that could lead to both prosperity and destruction.

Most of them already knew about that night at Lion's Ridge, so they had thought it would happen.

They stared closely at the black-armored cavalry. They knew that if they were to make a move, they would not be a match for them. However, they would not retreat. They vowed to live and die together.

Their hearts were worthy of praise and their intentions were worthy of praise, but in the end, they still had to face the cruel reality.

Hong Lei spat a mouthful of saliva and a bit of redness appeared on his face. He slowly stood up and looked past Yang Muyun to the people of Three Shipping's Eighteen Docks behind him.

He suddenly thought of something and muttered to himself, "So that's how it is. No wonder it is like this."

Suddenly, he took a few steps back and took the sword from the janissary.

Hong Lei unsheathed his sword with a "crunch" sound.

Hong Lei held his sword horizontally in front of him. The tip of his sword was pointed at the Eighteen Docks Hall.

"For the sake of the honor of the Black Armor Army." Hong Lei roared.

"For the sake of honor, for the sake of fellow soldiers!" The soldiers behind him all drew their swords and shouted together.

"Black armored cavalry, attack!" Hong Lei roared.

Cui Banyan's gaze froze as he sighed. He didn't expect himself to reach this stage.

"We are the brothers of Three Shipping Floor 18!" "The Black Armored Army looks down on everyone and bullies our Three Ship's Eighteen Docks to too much."

"First slaughter my brother, then surround my headquarters." "What do you think we should do?"

"Whoever dares to bully us, the 18 docks, regardless of strength, shall be destroyed!" "Take away our honor and protect the dignity of our children!"

In that moment, both sides shouted at the same time as they began to fight with swords drawn and swords drawn.