The Jiang family home was eerily silent!

Jiang Cen left without saying a word.

Jiang Wentian looked at the departing carriage, his heart filled with indescribable bitterness.

Did I really do something wrong?

Regret lingered in my heart.

......

"Anyone who dares to touch her will die!"

"The phrase 'heavenly being' wasn't just meant for the Jiang family!"

Outside Tianqiong Mountain, Jun Buyu drifted away.

The celestial being is still the same celestial being.

When they do act, it's earth-shattering.

One man subdued the Jiang family, and his methods of killing were as ruthless as slaughtering dogs.

This trip was definitely worthwhile.

Nanzhou is so lively!

......

Upon receiving the news at the Prince of Zhennan's residence, Zhou Qingtian felt a chill run down his spine.

Who would have thought that Jiang Lan would suddenly pull this stunt?

The tenth grade of Dharma Image is already the limit for a martial artist.

Even if we are outmatched, we should not be defeated so easily.

The three Dharma Images of the Jiang family are stronger than those of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

Jiang Lan, however, seemed to be in an empty space.

Such power filled him with lingering fear.

He was glad that he hadn't laid a hand on his fourth sister back then.

Otherwise, today, it would probably be more than just Jiang Ruhuo who died.

But then he thought about it again, and he

However, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

In the bloody night of Tiandu, the second brother was the main force.

Jiang Lan will definitely cause him trouble.

First came Chen Kui, then came Jiang Lan.

Second brother is in big trouble this time.

But could this also be an opportunity?

Is there anything more I can get?

Three years ago, I sought refuge with my second brother and gained control of my fifth brother's territory.

Now, is there an opportunity to go further?

Zhou Qingtian looked at the rain, but his thoughts were elsewhere.

After pondering for a long time, he let out a long sigh.

No, we can't rush it.

My strength is inferior to that of the third brother.

Among the royal family, those old guys won't support me.

Wait a minute.

Once Li Fan is subdued, we will use the Nanzhou Martial Arts Competition to sharpen this sword to its finest edge.

......

Lonely Mountain in Nanzhou is mostly unknown.

Liuzhi Mountain is located 300 li south of Nanzhou and is famous for its palm-shaped shape.

The road to Nanzhou winds its way through the mountains.

There is a pavilion in the mountains.

In the center of the pavilion sat a middle-aged man.

The man had a square face, thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a stern demeanor.

Beside him stood a knife.

Tiger-head hilt, crimson scabbard.

The sword is named Tiger Soul, a divine weapon!

On the table in the pavilion, there was a jar of wine and two bowls.

The man was none other than Yuwen Haotian, the Grand Commander of the Central Plains under the Zhenwu Division.

Of the thirteen prefectures of the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the Central Prefecture has a Grand Commander.

The rain intensified, and fewer pedestrians appeared.

Yuwen Haotian sat in the pavilion, gazing into the distance.

Suddenly, a rider came galloping from a distance.

Herod!

The horse stopped in front of the pavilion.

Nangong Zhenxiang dismounted.

"I don't understand, why is it you who came!"

He looked at the figure in the pavilion, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

He didn't admire many people in his life, but Yuwen Haotian was definitely one of them.

Like the leader of the Tianzi Camp, Yuwen Haotian was born into a truly humble family.

At the age of twenty-nine, his family was destroyed and he began to wander the world.

From a wandering swordsman to a great hero, from a henchman of the imperial court to the Grand Commander of the Central Plains of Zhenwu Division, he walked for eighty years.

He wasn't as monstrous as Chen Kui, but he still managed to reach the tenth rank of Dharma Image.

What they relied on was an inextinguishable will, like a wildfire.

He is the current banner of the Zhenwu Division.

As long as he lives, the martial arts world of Central China will remain in order.

Compared to Yanbei, he is more like the head of the Zhenwu Division.

"A jar of sorghum liquor costs five hundred coins, want some?"

Yuwen Haotian picked up the wine jar and poured two full bowls.

"drink!"

Nangong Zhenxiang walked into the pavilion, took a bowl, and drank the wine in it in one gulp.

The alcohol burned my stomach like fire.

He looked at the man in front of him, his eyes gradually burning with anger.

Nangong Zhenxiang couldn't understand why it was him who came.

He wanted an explanation.

Yuwen Haotian ignored him, picked up the wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

He then continued pouring wine.

After each person drank three bowls, the wine in the jar was empty.

Yuwen Haotian raised his sword and soared into the sky, while Nangong Zhenxiang rolled up his sleeves and took out his boxing gloves.

......

Rumble!

Thunder grew louder on the horizon.

The two figures clashed like a collision of planets.

They fought from the sky to the ground, from day to night.

Liuzhi Mountain, its five peaks are broken.

The mountains are riddled with ravines and deep pits.

"Zhenxiang, if this is all you've got, then I'll take the position of head of the Zhenwu Division!"

Yuwen Haotian stood proudly with his sword in hand, while Nangong Zhenxiang staggered to his feet.

How could someone at the peak of the Ninth Grade Divine Transformation be a match for someone at the late stage of the Tenth Grade Dharma Manifestation?

But at this moment, an indescribable anger ignited in his heart.

"Being the head of the Zhenwu Division has never been my ambition."

What I want is peace throughout the world!

"You bastard, this is clearly your ideal too!"

Why betray your faith!

"Why should we side with them!"

Why are you forcing me?!

Nan Gongzhenxiang had disheveled hair and white frost spreading at his temples.

In an instant, three thousand strands of silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

A terrifying power awakened within him.

In an instant, his righteous spirit soared into the sky.

Upon seeing this, Yuwen Haotian smiled slightly.

That's a breakthrough! That's great!

This is the number one genius of Jixia Academy before the Celestials. He is not as good as the Dharma Image, which must be because he wants to achieve perfection.

Be angry!

Let's break through with this anger!

Unleash your full potential!

Clang!

Tiger Soul Soars to the Sky, Blood-Red Killing Aura Tears Through the Continuous Rain.

The two faced off, their auras constantly building.

After an unknown amount of time, the two figures moved.

Just as Tiger Soul was about to collide with Nangong Zhenxiang's fist, Yuwen Haotian pressed Tiger Soul back into its sheath.

The intense killing intent dissipated like smoke from a receding tide.

Nangong Zhenxiang's fist landed on him.

A blood-red flower blooms.

The town of Nangong has been restored to its Qingming Festival state.

He stared blankly at Yuwen Haotian, his mind completely empty.

"I'm old, and I've come to the end of my life."

"Yuwen Haotian, a late-stage tenth-rank cultivator who isn't even on the Heavenly Hero Ranking, can't support the Zhenwu Division, nor can he bring peace to the world!"

"They don't have a high opinion of your Martial Arts Alliance, but I do!"

"Zhenxiang, don't blame me!"

"This is the only way I can think of to break the deadlock."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Zhenxiang seemed to awaken from a dream.

"Don't speak!"

"I have medicine!"

"I have a elixir that can save your life!"

"You bastard, where's my medicine?!"

"Where's my medicine?!"

He searched everywhere, but the elixirs had long been exhausted during the great battle.

He channeled his true energy into Yuwen Haotian's broken body, trying to stop the loss of life.

But it was all too late.

Yuwen Haotian looked at Nangong Zhenxiang, but he could no longer hear what Nangong Zhenxiang was saying.

He muttered to himself, "That's right!"

"I heard you found a promising talent in Nanzhou."

"I'll leave this tiger soul to him!"

"Don't unleash Tiger Soul unless there's danger!"

"My final cut, it's all inside!"

"Also, be extremely careful of Yanbei!"

"He and we have never been on the same path!"

"Remember this!"

Yuwen Haotian's voice grew fainter and fainter, while the rain intensified.

"Yuwen Haotian, I won't allow you to die!"

"I won't let you die!"

In the rain, the elephants of Nangong Town howled helplessly.

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