Feng Lingxu's heart skipped a beat. He slightly turned his head and barely dodged, once again putting distance between himself and Yu Nanqing!
"Your Highness!" a soldier shouted, throwing his spear over!
Feng Lingxu parried the attack steadily, a beautiful spear light swirling around him. The distance he had just created with Yu Nanqing was instantly transformed from defense to offense, and his spear went straight to meet the attack!
His eyes were filled with murderous intent, like demons from hell, and he wished he could tear Yu Nanqing to pieces right away!
This wasn't Yu Nanqing's first time fighting Feng Lingxu, so he wouldn't let his guard down. Just as the spear was about to reach his brow, he swung his longsword, the blade infused with internal energy colliding with the spear. A burst of sparks and lightning flashed, and streaks of cold light rippled and flickered in the maze-like island.
"How exactly did you leave here!" Feng Lingxu was filled with anger, curiosity, and a hint of resentment.
He didn't believe that Yu Nanqing alone could lead the entire team across the blizzard!
Even though he didn't see it with his own eyes, he was certain that Yu Nanqing had perished in the Black Sea and had no chance of escaping!
Amidst the clash of weapons, Feng Lingxu's eyes flashed fiercely as he stared intently at Yu Nanqing: "You have people in the East Sea? Could they be lurking within the royal family?"
The Complete Record of Xiaoshui is only available in the Royal Library. It is a record of the successive monarchs of the East Sea who sent people to conquer Xiaoshui time and time again. It has never been circulated outside the royal library.
However, even with a complete record of the saltpeter, it would be impossible to see through it in such a short time. What is recorded on paper is one thing, but the actual situation encountered is another.
Even he spent three years, going back and forth again and again, before he fully became familiar with the terrain of Xiaoshui!
Feng Lingxu couldn't figure it out no matter what he did, and he was extremely eager to know the answer. No one could possibly know more about saltpeter than him.
However, Yu Nanqing remained silent, the murderous aura between his brows never dissipating.
He had no connections in the Eastern Sea court. He couldn't even handle the affairs of the Great Jin Dynasty. If it weren't for the secret agents of the Dukes of Chang and Shun, he wouldn't even have enough manpower. How could he have the energy to manage the affairs of the Eastern Sea royal family?
Feng Lingxu has probably forgotten that four years ago he was trapped in the saltwater for a full three months.
He vividly remembers every near-death experience he had here: his army perished in the Black Sea, he was poisoned by the fog, trapped in swamp gas, and ravaged by snakes, insects, and rodents, with no way out.
The reason he is still alive is because they paved the way for him with their lives.
Hundreds of thousands of lives were lost here!
If Yu Nanqing still cannot see through the nitrate, he is disregarding the lives of the brothers who died here trying to save him!
There's no need to waste words with Feng Lingxu on these matters.
His anger seemed to have reached its peak without him even noticing, and the murderous aura in his brows was even stronger than before. Yu Nanqing was like a ferocious beast awakening in the dark night.
The long sword in his hand seemed to respond to Yu Nanqing, emitting a series of fierce cries. With a loud "bang," Feng Xuling's left shoulder was suddenly pierced, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
At the same time, Yu Nanqing's arm was also pierced by the spear, and the blood that flowed out was particularly conspicuous in the dark night!
In just a short while, the two had already exchanged dozens of blows.
Feng Lingxu gritted his teeth and immediately backed away to create distance between himself and the sword as it was still thrusting inward!
The stinging pain in his left shoulder intensified the rage in his eyes.
However, he had only just managed to distance himself from Yu Nanqing when she was already right in front of him again, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
Feng Lingxu's brow furrowed, and with another "bang," he barely managed to block the attack with his spear.
A fierce wind blew, shaking the trees surrounding the island.
Feng Lingxu had already fought the Great Jin army for five days and five nights, and after retreating into the saltwater, he swam in the water for another day, so he was now exhausted.
He could have withstood the force of the wind from an ordinary person, but the opponent was Yu Nanqing. Every time a gust of wind struck, his whole body trembled with pain.
Just as he was lost in thought, a deep, cold glint appeared in his eyes.
Feng Lingxu was immediately alarmed. Oh no!
However, his body couldn't react in time, and a dagger pierced through his abdomen with a "whoosh" sound!
A sharp pain shot through Feng Lingxu's nerves. He roared "Ah!" and swung his spear with a powerful burst of internal energy. Yu Nanqing leaped up instantly and dodged the attack.
Feng Lingxu glanced down at the wound on his abdomen, then stared at Yu Nanqing, his expression full of disbelief: "Yu Nanqing! You actually used dirty tricks!"
He, the dignified Prince Gong of the Great Jin Dynasty, actually resorted to such despicable means!
"All's fair in war," Yu Nanqing uttered simply.
So what if we resort to underhanded tactics? So what if our methods are dishonest?
He doesn't mind getting his hands dirty with some unsavory stuff as long as he can win this battle.
History is written by the victors.
Yu Nanqing was like a lifeless tool, her eyes filled with death.
Before Feng Lingxu could even believe it, the longsword was already upon him. He could clearly see the sword falling, but by the time he raised his spear, it was too late.
With a "thud," Yu Nanqing severed his right arm with a single stroke. A flash of cold light, and Feng Lingxu's severed arm and the spear were sent flying.
One sword strike ended, and another began.
They didn't even give Feng Lingxu a chance to react.
Feng Lingxu's eyes widened, his hands and feet seemingly bound invisibly, unable to move an inch.
In an instant, another flash of blood appeared. This time, Feng Lingxu's chest was pierced, and he was pinned to the ground by Yu Nanqing. A loud "bang" blew away the surrounding mist once again.
"Your Highness!"
"Your Highness!"
Seeing this, the soldiers from the East Sea couldn't help but worry and raised their spears at Yu Nanqing.
However, even if they hadn't been drugged and had just gone through a major battle, they still wouldn't be a match for Yu Nanqing at this moment.
Feng Lingxu's eyes were filled with disbelief as he glared at Yu Nanqing, who was looking down at him, through gritted teeth: "The dagger... is poisoned...! You actually poisoned the dagger! Yu Nanqing! You're despicable!"
The blood trickling from the corner of his lips made him look extremely resentful.
Naturally, they were unwilling to accept this. The forces of the East Sea were clearly stronger than those of the Great Jin, and he was no less capable than Yu Nanqing. They could have won, but they were forced into this predicament.
In the end, he actually lost to such a despicable means!
He didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it; it was simply impossible.
"If you've got the guts, then have a fair fight with me!"
Yu Nanqing's eyes were cold. He slowly pulled the long sword out of his body, paused for a moment, and then suddenly stabbed it down.
Who wants to fight him fair and square? It's not like they haven't fought before!
That's right, the dagger was poisoned.
It's for Yan'er to use for self-defense, what do you think?
Su Wanyan said that although he was a master of martial arts, if there was a shortcut, he would take it. In a life-or-death situation, there was no rule that everything had to be done in a fair and square manner!
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