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The battle was already over before the dancing swords were even out.

Two fingers blocked Huang Feng's sword as the exploding sword Qi sent Huang Feng flying. If not for his extremely fast reaction due to the instinct for battle, he would have been able to dodge in time. That sword Qi would have definitely killed Huang Feng.

The sword Qi that was brought out by Feng Wuyang's sword was truly tyrannical, and had a peerless aura that could take the entire world by storm. Upon coming into contact with Huang Feng's sword Qi, the blood fiend sword Qi was immediately dispersed without any resistance.

That domineering sword Qi was originally going to pierce through the center of Huang Feng's brows and destroy his primordial spirit, causing Huang Feng to perish. How could it be missed by a force that came from the sky?

"This kid is really amazing!" Chang Lou couldn't help but praise this kid. This sword was too amazing, too invincible. It was a sword that could absolutely destroy the will to fight of an opponent.

When this sword flew up into the air and landed on Chang Lou, they saw the sword that Mo Dong had used to defeat Jian Xiao, and it was as if they had done the same thing. Mei Dong's sword had destroyed Jian Xiao's sword spirit, his sword move had almost killed Huang Feng. This sword strike was really similar to that one, both tyrannical and profound, enough to make any swordsman doubt their own lives, causing the sword spirit to waver.

Sword Soul was a unique term for a swordsman's will. Not only did the strength of the sword depend on the skill of the sword, the swordsman's understanding of the way of the sword, and the swordsman's strength. It was also closely related to the swordsman's will. The sword was sharp, but if a swordsman did not have a firm will, he would dodge when facing strong opponents, and would retreat when facing strong enemies, then even if he had the world's best sword technique and grasped the best sword techniques, he could only be considered a master, he was definitely not a strong warrior. Only with a sharp and unyielding will could one become a great swordsman.

"Sixth Young Master of the Feng Clan, show mercy!"

A middle-aged man appeared and forcefully blocked the killing blow. He only used his hand to block the sword strike.

"Spirit Manipulation Realm! "Lin Hu?"

To directly block this sword with his bare hands, he needed to be at least at the third level of the Spirit Origin Stage. However, the appearance of this middle-aged man made Wu Yang feel a bit surprised, proving that he didn't sense the middle-aged man's presence. Although Feng Wuyang was now at the fifth level of the Natal Opening Realm, his soul was still at the peak of the Spirit Origin Stage. If he was at the Spirit Origin Stage, he wouldn't be able to detect the middle-aged man's existence.

The four great experts of the State of Jing were unselfish and merciless; the Wolf King fought against the enemy with his sharp claws and bloody teeth; the Tiger Roar Mountain was a demonic beast; Lin Shouyuan was a civilian; and Long Zhen was a wild man who had been swept up and down, causing foul water to flow everywhere.

These four people were the Iron Eagle Guard, who was in charge of the Xing Prison, the Blood Wolf Territory's Blood Wolf Master, Lin Hu, who was in charge of the mountains and rivers, and the Dragon and Tiger King of the imperial court.

This Lin Hu was truly extraordinary, under the iron suppression of both him and his "mountains and rivers", the unbridled civil resistance within Jing Guo was uprooted. That time when he killed hundreds of thousands of people, the Green Sky Continent shook, and from then on, no one in Jing Guo dared to say a word back.

The most admirable thing was the strong suppression from the evil people he encountered on the outside, there were many people in the Green Sky Continent, there were all kinds of birds in the forest, many of them had stirred up troubles in their own country, and they were all wanted to come to other countries to seek refuge, there have been many since ancient times. However, in the past ten years, there had not been many villains coming to Jing Country. Back then, a group of bandits had come to Jing Country to massacre a village, and they were sent to their country by the mountains and rivers. The bandits from other countries were afraid that this guy would cross over and kill them, so they didn't dare to be too arrogant.

"Lord Lin!" We were just sparring! "

It was the job of the Iron Eagle Guard, and a "non-native" like him was said to have killed a person in Jing, so even if he drew his sword, he would be able to chase you down and investigate. Cang Fifteen was incomparably arrogant. No one dared to speak a word after he had tyrannically cut a prince in the Redbud Kingdom. He had pulled out his saber to scare a beggar and was caught in a prison by a passing member of the mountain and river. It was said that the fellow who left the prison had his legs weak from walking.

Feng Wuyang was even more afraid of being arrogant. This uncle could be considered a branch of his own generation. In the younger generation of the Feng Clan, where the rules were clearly set, he would not show his anger for one or two years without a reason.

Chang Lou treated this Lin Hu with incomparable respect, and for no other reason than that he thought him to be arrogant. Of course, it was impossible for him to know that this Lord Lin Hu's surname was Feng, and that he followed his mother to Jing Guo to follow his stepfather. Furthermore, it was impossible for him to know that everyone was either capable or had a background, so he did not understand that his elder brother was still alive even after going through so many troubles.

"Alright!" If there's nothing else, then let's disperse! " Lin Hu looked at Chang Lou and grabbed the soulless Huang Feng before leaving.

"Disperse!" Disperse! Immediately! " Feng Wuyang immediately nodded, and with a stomp of his ox-boots, he disappeared without a trace.

Chang Lou was not that fast so he could only walk slowly. Just as he was about to leave with Han Ying, a jade bottle flew over from the sky.

"Is this a medicinal pill?" Chang Lou grabbed it and sniffed it. A strong medicinal fragrance wafted through the air. This was a good thing!

"This woman is poisoned! This is medicine! "

Lin Hu's voice came from afar, his voice was cold but it still made Chang Lou sigh.

Firstly, he was able to give himself, a passerby who ventured into the forest, a bottle of medicinal pills, which was truly valuable. Secondly, he did not send a sound transmission, but instead spoke directly, which unintentionally eliminated a lot of hidden troubles for Chang Lou, such as people who did not change their minds and thought Chang Lou had treasures, people who wanted to kill Chang Lou to avenge their dead brothers. Thirdly, he told Chang Lou a secret that he should not know no matter what.

The secret was … the prince had ascended the throne!

Han Ying's Poison Hall was familiar with this poison. This poison was only given out by the most elite army in Jing Country. This poison was not a big secret and was easily distinguished among the curious people living in the upper echelons of Chang Lou.

Poison could prove the identity of those seven people — they were all the elite soldiers of the State of Jing, and only the army had the spirit of a team that sacrificed itself and the blood aura that had been released by the battlefield for a long time. It was not normal for so many elite soldiers to come at the same time to take the treasure. It seemed like they were competing with each other, which proved that it was not a simple task.

It involved the struggle for the position of the crown prince, the highest authority in Jing Country.

This reshuffle, would that person be able to sit at the pinnacle of the kingdom? The beginning of the conspiracy and slaughter would make countless people nervous.

Chang Lou was also very nervous. Every time they reshuffled, their families would decline. Their families would rise. This was a time to stand on a team. If it was a fight, they would live; if it was a mistake, they would die!

"Chang Clan!" Can you get through this stormy night? "

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