Chapter 65: Broken Sword
After beheading two fifth-grade martial arts grandmasters, Wan Yunxiang and Wei Zhongzheng, almost everyone present was frightened out of their wits.
They had never imagined that a fifth-rank martial arts grandmaster, a top expert in the eyes of countless people, would one day be killed as easily as a chicken.
Afterwards, Lai Yang seemed to have turned into a meat grinder on the battlefield, wielding the giant sword formed by his martial arts as if it were his arm, and every sword would harvest a large number of lives.
The tens of thousands of imperial troops were decreasing at a speed almost visible to the naked eye. No one could stop them, and no one dared to stop them!
Lai Yang is like a Shura on the battlefield, a bloody god of killing, a god of death who reaps lives. He makes people tremble with fear, and his fear penetrates deep into the soul.
Lai Yang stood in a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses, his clothes dyed red with blood. He had no idea how many people he had killed in this battle.
At this moment, let alone the people around you.
Even Lord Mo on his back couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear.
Although a martial arts grandmaster is as powerful as an army of 100,000, none of them are as abnormal as him. He is so powerful that he is not like an ordinary person.
Tens of thousands of imperial troops were almost completely slaughtered by him in less than half an hour, some died and some ran away.
Moreover, Lai Yang didn't seem to be very exhausted. There weren't even a few drops of sweat on his face. He looked very relaxed.
This instantly discouraged some people who had ill intentions and wanted to take advantage of the bargain.
As long as they dare to move, they will definitely be among the tens of thousands of corpses.
After finishing everything, Lai Yang turned around and glanced at the people hiding nearby with a cold look.
Everyone couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling, and their hearts felt like they were being tightly grasped by a pair of large hands. They even forgot to breathe.
Lai Yang's domineering and strong voice spread out with the power of Qi and blood, and was clearly heard by everyone:
“Next time, if you still choose to stand on Dayan’s side and become my enemy, I hope there are no other forces behind you, otherwise I will destroy them all along with the forces behind you.”
Of course, this is just Lai Yang's threat.
But everyone obviously took it seriously.
Seeing what was happening before their eyes, they didn't dare to believe it.
Afterwards, Lai Yang did not stay any longer and carried Lord Mo back to Beijiang City to recuperate.
A few days later, in Beijiang City.
Mo Ruyan looked absent-minded. There were a lot of political affairs piled up next to her desk, and she had no intention of dealing with them.
Suddenly, Mo Ruyan's personal maid Qing'er ran over and shouted excitedly: "Princess! Princess! The prince and the son-in-law are back!"
"What did you say? You are not lying to me, are you? It's only been a short time since Lai Yang left Beijiang City." Mo Ruyan suddenly raised her head and looked at the maid Qing'er, her beautiful and smart eyes revealing three parts of surprise, three parts of astonishment and four parts of joy.
"How dare I deceive you, my lady? You will know when you go and see for yourself."
"Let's go." Mo Ruyan showed a look of joy, immediately dropped the work at hand, and returned to Prince Wu's Mansion.
After returning to Prince Wu's Mansion, Mo Ruyan saw Yan Chengyun sitting next to Lord Mo, taking care of him attentively and attentively.
There was a hint of excitement in Mo Ruyan's beautiful eyes, and she called out in a tender voice, "Dad!"
Lord Mo slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Ruyan, smiling kindly and dotingly, "Ruyan."
The next moment, Mo Ruyan stepped forward and hugged Mo Shenjun, with a choked voice full of worry: "Dad, I'm so glad you're okay. Mom and I were scared to death."
"Okay, you're an adult now, why are you crying so much? Others will laugh at you. But I'm fine, aren't I? Come back and rest for a while and you'll be fine." Lord Mo raised his hand and gently stroked Mo Ruyan's head, saying lightly.
Mo Ruyan looked up at Lord Mo and asked hesitantly, "Dad, is Uncle Xu really dead?"
Lord Mo was silent for a moment, then he sighed and said softly: "Your uncle Xu already has a short life span, and it is his long-cherished wish to die on the battlefield."
Hearing this, Mo Ruyan already understood what Lord Mo meant, and her expression suddenly darkened.
Xu Bo was a loyal servant of King Wu's Palace, and Mo Ruyan was raised by Xu Bo since she was a child.
In her impression, Xu Bo has always been a kind and amiable old man, just like a grandfather.
She never expected that they would be separated forever after they parted last year, and she didn’t even get to see Xu Bo for the last time.
Mo Ruyan couldn't help feeling sad, her eyes turning red.
Suddenly, Mo Ruyan seemed to think of something and looked around, but did not see the familiar figure.
"Dad, where is Lai Yang?" Mo Ruyan asked anxiously.
Before Lord Mo could speak, Yan Chengyun beside him spoke up, saying softly, "He has already gone back. He left not long ago. Didn't you see him on your way back?"
Hearing this, Mo Ruyan was slightly startled, then stood up and said, “Dad, Mom, I have something else to do, I’ll leave first.”
Lord Mo and Yan Chengyun smiled at each other, waved their hands and said, "Go ahead, and remember to bring Xiao Yang to our house for dinner."
"I know, mother."
After saying that, Mo Ruyan quickly left Prince Wu's Mansion.
On the other side, Lai Yang came to the largest blacksmith shop in Beijiang City with a sword on his back.
He took the sword off and placed it on the forging table, then asked calmly, "Can you help me repair this sword? Silver is fine."
"Okay, let me see."
The old blacksmith stepped forward, took the sword, and drew the blade.
There were countless cracks all over the sword, and it seemed that it might break completely at any time.
The old blacksmith shook his head, carefully put the blade back into the scabbard, and put it down.
"What a pity! The sword is a good one, but it is too badly damaged to be repaired. Even if it is melted and recast, its power will be far less than before. You might as well buy a new sword." The old blacksmith said regretfully.
Hearing this, Lai Yang couldn't help but look down at the sword that had been with him on the casting table for more than a year.
This sword has been following him ever since he left that sad town, eliminating evil, slaying demons, and sweeping away all enemies, but is this the end?
Lai Yang reached out and touched the scabbard, as if saying his final goodbye.
"In that case, please help me forge a sword."
The old blacksmith looked at Lai Yang deeply, then sighed and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I don't have a sword suitable for you."
Lai Yang was slightly stunned and looked puzzled.
"You must be a powerful martial artist. Ordinary swords can no longer meet your needs. I'm afraid the swords in my shop can't be used. If you need a weapon that suits you, you might as well try your luck at the Wuwang Mansion."
"Prince Wu's Palace?" Lai Yang looked strange.
"The power of the Wuwang Mansion spreads all over the world, collecting treasures from all over the world. Maybe there are magic weapons that will satisfy you."
"Thank you very much."
Lai Yang nodded, thanked him politely, then picked up the sword again and turned to leave.
Not long after they walked away, a beautiful figure in green emerged from the misty snow and stood silently on the bridge, looking at him.
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