Shanhe Festival 253. Chaotic Battle, the Death of the Master

"Mo Xiuyao?!"

Murong Xiong was shocked and angry. Although he had never seen Mo Xiuyao, he knew that Prince Ding had white hair. Moreover, there were only a few people in the world who could block his full-strength attack. Naturally, the white-haired man in front of him could not be anyone other than Prince Ding Mo Xiuyao. The King of Zhennan looked at the white-clothed man standing in front of him with a sword and had a complicated expression, but he couldn't help but say that the sudden appearance of Mo Xiuyao made him secretly relieved.

Looking sideways at Xu Qingchen who was not far away, he said, "Master Qingchen is very calculating." To be able to catch up so coincidentally, Mo Xiuyao definitely did not just come to Ancheng. But he has not appeared in front of everyone, which is obviously a hidden card left by Xu Qingchen. No wonder Xu Qingchen dared to provoke the master who can be said to be the best in the world even though he was helpless. Xu Qingchen smiled faintly and did not answer. King Zhennan saw it in his heart and turned to Mo Xiuyao and said, "Prince Ding will catch up. Wouldn't it be better if he was late and both sides suffered losses?"

Mo Xiuyao said calmly: "Just now, hundreds of experts came here. It took some time and we were almost late. I'm very sorry."

Everyone then noticed that there were some scarlet spots on Mo Xiuyao's white clothes. The bloodstains had not turned black, and it was obviously stained not long ago. Ren Qining, who was still entangled with the four Qilins, heard what Mo Xiuyao said and his face changed. He almost had his arm cut off.

"Glad that they're here." Ling Tiehan stood up and said. Xu Qingchen frowned and asked, "Are there a lot of people here?" He knew that Ren Qining must have other plans, so he asked Mo Xiuyao to block the road from the outside world to the Murong family. A few hundred guards were not a big deal, but it must be very difficult for Mo Xiuyao to be called a master.

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ah Li and Mo Jingli are handling it. I'll come over to take a look. Master Ren, why don't you stop?" Ren Qining frowned and flew out of the battle circle. As soon as they started fighting, he knew that these people seemed mediocre but were very difficult to deal with. If he had the strength of Murong Xiong to kill with one blow, he would not have to worry, but if he didn't, he would have to be entangled by them and slowly consume his internal strength and physical strength until he was defeated. As soon as he retreated, the four Qilins did not chase him and retreated to Xu Qingchen's side in unison, protecting Xu Qingchen heavily.

Ren Qining looked around and said with a bitter smile: "I am blind and failed to recognize Prince Ding and the Princess after meeting them many times. It is not unfair for me to have failed this time." These words also confirmed that Mo Xiuyao had indeed arrived in Ancheng a long time ago.

Mo Xiuyao smiled insincerely and nodded slightly, "I originally just wanted to walk around and have some fun, but I didn't expect Master Ren to surprise me, so I had to stay for a few more days. Isn't it a coincidence that what happened today?" So, if you hadn't been so smart as to send someone to follow me, I would have left long ago. So it's your own fault that you failed today. Ren Qining understood the meaning of Mo Xiuyao's words and his face became even uglier.

"Are you Prince Ding?" Murong Xiong stared at Mo Xiuyao and said in a deep voice.

Mo Xiuyao raised his head and said proudly, "It is this king." Murong Xiong might be considered a figure in the martial arts world, but the Dingwang Mansion has never lacked geniuses throughout the ages. Every generation of Dingwang is a stunning figure. How could Mo Xiuyao take Murong Xiong, who knows nothing but martial arts, seriously?

Murong Xiong sneered, "What a great Prince Ding! I want to see what you are capable of!"

Mo Xiuyao held the sword in his hand and said with a calm smile, "You might as well give it a try. Master Lingge, can you still move?"

While they were talking, Ling Tiehan and King Zhennan had taken the opportunity to adjust their breathing. After hearing what Mo Xiuyao said, they immediately moved their feet, and the three of them formed a corner to surround Murong Xiong in the middle. At this time, no one wanted to fight Murong Xiong alone. What's more, except for Ling Tiehan, the other two of these three people were not people of the martial arts world at all, so naturally they couldn't be asked to abide by the rules of the martial arts world. Killing the opponent was the most important thing.

Ren Qining suddenly intervened, stood in front of the King of Zhennan, and said with a smile: "Three of you, it's fine to fight two against one, but it's not good to fight three against one. Why don't I learn a few moves from the King of Zhennan?"

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "Mr. Ren, please do as you please." He then ignored the others and swung his sword, sending a cold silver curtain towards Murong Xiong. Ling Tiehan was no longer polite and swung his sword with all his might. The cooperation between these two was much stronger than that between them and the King of Zhennan. Even Murong Xiong could not be so relaxed. On the other side, Ren Qining also naturally started fighting with the King of Zhennan.

On the road leading to the Murong family, there was also a bloody melee. The fighters were wearing ordinary clothes and using various weapons, but they were all very skilled. So much so that Mo Jingli's guards on the other side were also unable to stop them.

Mo Jingli killed an enemy with his sword, and felt a strong wind coming from behind. He tried to dodge but it was too late. Just as a long sword was stabbing at his chest, a white shadow passed by. The sword that was stabbing at his chest paused. Mo Jingli dodged and looked back to see the man falling to the ground. Not far away, a woman in plain clothes was graceful but powerful. Her moves were simple and clear, and she would kill anyone. But in the blink of an eye, there were three or four corpses lying in front of her. Mo Jingli was stunned, looking at Ye Li with a complicated expression.

Ye Li slashed a man's neck with her knife, and when she turned around, she saw Mo Jingli standing behind her, staring at her in a trance. She couldn't help but frown and said, "Your Highness Prince Li, can you be distracted even on the battlefield?"

Mo Jingli came back to his senses, looked at Ye Li strangely and said, "Why are you like this?" Ye Li looked up at the sky speechlessly and rolled her eyes, totally unable to understand what Mo Jingli wanted to say. Turning back, the dagger in her hand flashed with cold light and cut off the wrist of an enemy, but Mo Jingli grabbed her again from behind.

Ye Li frowned, turned around and looked at Mo Jingli angrily, "What on earth do you want to do?" Seeing their princess being entangled by Prince Li, the secret guards of Prince Ding's mansion and Qilin approached Ye Li and separated the enemies around them. Seeing this, Ye Li took a deep breath, waved away Mo Jingli's hand and said in a deep voice, "Prince Li, if you have anything to say, can't you wait until it's over?"

Mo Jingli looked at her in silence: When this is over, will I still be able to find you to talk? Mo Jingli had never believed that as a prince, he needed to charge into battle like ordinary soldiers, so he did not feel the slightest bit of shame standing here and talking nonsense while his men were still in the melee.

Mo Jingli stared at Ye Li and said, "You never told me you were so skilled." Ye Li silently rolled her eyes at the implicit condemnation. She was really fed up with Mo Jingli's old tune, as if he had to bring up similar topics every time they met, as if she was so sorry for him. "Does my skill have anything to do with you, Lord?"

During the confrontation between the two, the people from Prince Ding's Mansion and Prince Li joined forces to finally eliminate all the opponents. Ye Li was too lazy to pay attention to Mo Jingli who was acting crazy from time to time and turned to the Murong family.

Before he could turn around, he saw a group of people coming in a mighty way not far away. Ye Li couldn't help but frown. It was impossible for Ren Qining to hide so many people near Ancheng without making any noise. Mo Jingli took a look and said, "It's my brother."

It was indeed Mo Jingqi who came with his large group of experts as a guard. Ye Li frowned. They didn't bring many people this time, so they chose to cooperate with Mo Jingli when intercepting Ren Qining's people here. This was of course because Mo Jingli had taken advantage of the opportunity to take over quite a few of Murong's family's industries in Da Chu. On the other hand, although Mo Jingli was a bit unreliable, compared to Mo Jingqi who was sometimes calm and sometimes crazy, Ye Li still felt that this person had some bottom line. It was unexpected that Mo Jingqi, who cherished his life so much, did not leave when Ancheng was obviously in chaos, but brought people to Murong's family, "What is he doing here now?"

Mo Jingli sneered, "What else can they do? Of course they are here to take advantage of the situation."

Ye Li smiled coldly, "Taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Who can he rob?"

As they were talking, Mo Jingqi had already walked in with his people. Seeing that Mo Jingli's originally smiling face turned completely gloomy and twisted when he saw Ye Li, "Princess Ding? Why are you here?"

Ye Li smiled calmly and said, "Ancheng is the place of Xiling. The people of Xiling have never said that they are unwilling to be with me. Why can't I be here?"

Mo Jingqi had a tentative look in his eyes, "Since Princess Ding is here, Prince Ding must be here too?"

Ye Li smiled and said, "Does the Emperor of Chu want to have tea with my prince?" Mo Jingqi looked at Ye Li and the dozen guards around her, his eyes flickered, and he turned to Mo Jingli and asked, "Why is your brother here?" Mo Jingli said solemnly, "I came here to join in the fun and happened to meet Princess Ding. Isn't your brother here too?" Mo Jingqi said, "Really?" It was obvious that he didn't believe Mo Jingli's explanation. Mo Jingli knew that Mo Jingqi was suspecting that he might have colluded with Mo Xiuyao, so he nodded without explaining and said seriously, "That's right."

"I have to go to the Murong family first. If Prince Li and Emperor Chu have anything else to say, I will leave first." Ye Liqian said with a smile.

Mo Jingli said, "I am also going to the Murong family, so let's go to Ba together. Brother Emperor..."

Mo Jingqi said in a deep voice, "Of course I'll go and take a look too." As he said this, his eyes kept wandering around Ye Li. Ye Li didn't care and walked carelessly beside Mo Jingli, not caring about Mo Jingqi's expression as she talked to him while heading towards the Murong family. Mo Jingqi walked alone on the other side, and his eyes were gloomy and cold as he glanced at the two of them, which was chilling.

Ye Li glanced at Mo Jingqi who was staring at her from time to time. She knew what Mo Jingqi was thinking. He was thinking about whether he could threaten Mo Xiuyao when no one was around. Unfortunately... she would not give him this opportunity. She glanced at Mo Jingli who was only one step away from her. Once Mo Jingqi wanted to take action, Mo Jingli and his guards would become her best shield.

Moreover, with Mo Jingqi's personality, he didn't dare to take action unless he knew which side Mo Jingli was on.

When they arrived at the Murong family, the large-scale fighting had already ended. In the open space in front of the Murong family, only Mo Xiuyao and his men were fighting fiercely. The powerful sword and palm energy flew everywhere, breaking the surrounding trees and even the eaves into pieces, leaving a mess.

"Brother." Ye Li walked to Xu Qingchen and whispered. Xu Qingchen glanced at Mo Jingli and Mo Jingqi who were following Ye Li, and then looked at the bloodstains that were accidentally splashed on her body and sighed. He looked at Ye Li carefully and asked softly, "Is Li'er injured?" Ye Li shook her head and said, "Brother, don't worry, Li'er is not injured. How long have they been fighting?"

Xu Qingchen hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "It's been an hour." Ye Li said, "Xiu Yao has met Murong Xiong before. Since he said that he and Lingge Master can work together to deal with Murong Xiong, there should be no problem. But we have to prevent the King of Zhennan from taking advantage of the situation after the battle." Xu Qingchen nodded and smiled, "That's what I mean, so... let the King of Zhennan and Ren Qining fight for a while longer."

The King of Zhennan was already injured when he fought with Murong Xiong, and his injury was more serious than Ling Tiehan's. Fighting with Ren Qining would definitely damage his vitality, and he would not have the energy to do anything. Therefore, Xu Qingchen watched the fight for a long time without any intention of asking Qilin to help the King of Zhennan. Mo Xiuyao

It was still unclear over there, but here Ren Qining and King Zhennan were about to decide the winner.

While Xu Qingchen and Ye Li were talking, they both used all their strength to strike out, and then each retreated seven or eight steps before they stabilized their bodies. Ren Qining's face turned pale, and he frowned and finally spit out a mouthful of blood. Although the King of Zhennan did not spit out blood, blood was flowing from the corners of his lips, and his body was a little shaky and about to fall. Lei Tengfeng hurriedly stepped forward and supported him. Ren Qining was nearly twenty years older than the King of Zhennan. Although the King of Zhennan was injured first, the fact that the two of them were able to fight almost to a draw was enough for Ren Qining to be proud of.

"Father, how are you?" Lei Tengfeng supported the King of Zhennan and asked with concern. The King of Zhennan waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, looked up at Ren Qining and said, "Mr. Ren is very capable." Ren Qining was also injured, and he forced a smile and said, "My Lord, you are too kind."

Glancing sideways, he saw Ye Li standing next to Xu Qingchen, and said with a helpless smile, "I was blind and failed to recognize Prince Ding and Princess. This time I am really busy."

So, being too superficial is not good, as people can see everything. Being too mysterious is also not good. If you don't want to be understood by others, hiding too deeply will also lose the opportunity to contact others. If it was Lei Tengfeng, Mo Jingli, or Tan Jizhi, if they met Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li on the road, even if they didn't recognize them on the spot, they would still be able to recognize them as long as they thought carefully. After all, the art of disguise is not so powerful that it can change a person into a completely different person. But unfortunately, Ren Qining has never seen Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li. Even if he has seen the pictures, the portraits of this era are particularly abstract and freehand. If they are not wearing the same clothes, he may not be able to recognize them face to face. If Ren Qining had known that the people he met were Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li, he would never have underestimated them and acted rashly.

Ye Li had no feelings towards Ren Qining's annoyance. She smiled and said, "You are too polite, sir. This concubine and the prince never thought that we would meet such a person as you. I have heard a lot about you... sir Lin."

Ren Qining's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Ye Li closely. With a faint smile in his eyes, he turned his gaze to Mo Xiuyao and the others who were still fighting.

The duel had reached its most critical moment, and the spectators couldn't help but hold their breath. Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan, who were fighting, looked at each other, and simultaneously stood up and stabbed Murong Xiong with their swords, one in front and one behind.

Murong Xi was trapped between these two men, and the pressure was also huge. The combination of Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan was many times more difficult to deal with than the King of Zhennan. Both of them used swords, and Ling Tiehan's swordsmanship was steady and powerful, with the style of a master. Mo Xiuyao's swordsmanship was sharp and sharp, and he used the sword on the edge, which made people have to be on guard. Even Murong Xiong had to admit that these two people were both geniuses. If they were in the same era as him, I am afraid that their achievements would be higher than his. More importantly, when these two people were fighting, when one person attacked with all his strength, the other person would take the opportunity to adjust his breath, and vice versa. Murong Xiong knew that they wanted to prolong the time and consume his own skills, but he could not break this situation. When the two swords stabbed at him at the same time, Murong Xiong felt a little tired. However, he was unwilling to let these two arrogant young men go, so he turned sideways and slapped them with both palms.

Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan gritted their teeth and did not retreat but advanced without hesitation, thrusting their swords at Murong Xiong. Of course, Murong Xiong's two palms also fell on them, and the two were knocked out at the same time, and even the long swords in their hands fell out of their hands at the same time.

"Xiu Yao!"

“Brother!”

Ye Li and Leng Liuyue cried out in surprise at the same time, and flew forward to hold up the falling Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan. They couldn't see clearly in the fight from a distance just now, but now they found that Mo Xiuyao was sweating all over and even his silver hair looked a little wet. Ling Tiehan, who also had a pale face, had his blue clothes on the back dyed dark blue, and the hand that was holding the sword was also shaking slightly.

Ye Li called out repeatedly, "Xiu Yao, Xiu Yao... How are you?" Mo Xiu Yao took a breath and smiled at Ye Li soothingly, "It's okay, my sword pierced him first." If it weren't for the fact that Murong Xiong was pierced by the sword first, causing him to lose a lot of internal energy, the two of them would have been injured more than this. At least now Mo Xiu Yao still had the energy to look at Ling Tiehan provocatively and said, "You won last time, and this time I won."

Ling Tiehan smiled helplessly and said, "You win this time."

Everyone looked at Murong Xiong who had also fallen to the ground in the distance. His injuries were much uglier than those of Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan. Mo Xiuyao's software had directly penetrated his chest, and Ling Tiehan's long sword had also slashed through his waist. His entire upper body had been stained dark red by blood. Ye Li saw clearly that Mo Xiuyao's sword had penetrated directly from the heart. It was amazing that Murong Xiong could still breathe at this time, but it was obvious that he would not survive.

Thinking back to the time when Mo Xiuyao's sword had not penetrated Murong Xiong's heart, even if Murong Xiong was hit by Ling Tiehan and the other two, he would have been more seriously injured. Even if Murong Xiong was no longer able to kill the two men, killing one of them would have been more than enough. Thinking of this, Ye Li couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. But Ye Li didn't know that Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan had no choice but to resort to this risky move. The two of them did intend to consume Murong Xiong's internal energy before killing him, but Murong Xiong, who was nearly fifty years more powerful than them, was not going to play around. Murong Xiong was consumed a lot, but the two of them consumed more. If they couldn't succeed in one strike, it was really hard to tell who would be the one to die in the end.

Murong Xiong kept coughing, blood foam was already overflowing from his mouth, he stared at Mo Xiuyao and Ling Tiehan with unwilling eyes and said in a stern voice: "What a great Ding Wang, what a great Pavilion Master Yan Wang. I never thought... I never thought that I would..." The top master who was unrivaled in the world back then would actually die in the hands of two juniors. Murong Xiong didn't finish what he wanted to say, he died with his eyes open, and died with his eyes open.

Everyone present was silent. Murong Xiong could be said to be one of the most skilled martial artists in the world. The passing of a great martial artist always made people feel sad.

Ren Qining, who was standing aside, could not help but change color after seeing this. He suddenly jumped towards the Murong family master who was hiding in the corner, and cut the Murong family master's throat without hesitation under the gaze of everyone. Before the Murong family master recovered from the death of his uncle, he also lost his life. After killing the Murong family master, Ren Qining's face became better. He smiled and looked at Mo Xiuyao and the King of Zhennan and said: "King Ding, King of Zhennan, how do you plan to get the Murong family's property?"

King Zhennan frowned and asked, "What do you mean, sir?"

Xu Qingchen sighed helplessly, "I guess all the gold and silver accumulated by the Murong family for dozens of generations are already in the hands of Master Ren, right?" Ren Qining couldn't move the Murong family's shop, business and land, which had been almost divided up by them. What was left was the countless gold and silver treasures accumulated by more than a dozen generations.

Ren Qining smiled and said, "Master Qingchen is indeed wise. It is also my luck. If not for this... I would not have left Ancheng alive today." After killing the head of the Murong family, he would be the only one who knew the whereabouts of these treasures. This was his amulet.