"Death!" The swordsman's body's inner energy surged continuously, and the veins on his neck continued to spread, making his whole person extremely ferocious.
"Poof!" The blood mist exploded, and Ye Niao, who was suppressing the swordsman, was shattered into pieces. Taking this opportunity, the swordsman suddenly threw the sword.
A life-threatening sword that exhausted all the energy in his body rushed towards Feng Yun Nian Tang.
"Boom!" Thunder and lightning roared, and wind surged. The clothes of everyone present were surging, and they felt as if their heads were being pointed by sharp swords...
Feng Yun felt a strong desire to kill.
"Ji Ji Gua!"
The art of turning prosperity into decline!
Sha Nian bent down.
The sword suddenly stopped.
"Boom!" There was a clear cry, and Feng Yun easily blocked it with his ceremonial sword, and the sword fell into Feng Yun's hand.
Dayu's luck was ruined!
The shadow of Dayu appeared behind Feng Yun, "Ode to Dayu" slowly came out, and the swordsman's luck with the country of Yue suddenly disappeared...
"Uh..." Blood slowly spat out from the swordsman's mouth. His eyes widened and he lay down on the ground. The aura on his body alternated between strong and weak. Sometimes he was a second-rate martial artist, and sometimes his luck was innate.
Feng Yun waved his hand, and the bird completely turned into a white fox. The huge white fox looked down at the fallen swordsman.
"No…"
With one paw, he slapped it down without any hesitation, and then the white fox turned into literary energy and dissipated.
After this battle, Feng Yun also found a way to kill Qi Yunxian.
But it’s also because of his luck that he is born with arrogance and recklessness...
"Bandage the wounds of the armored soldiers. When you wait in the court, I will ask the court to provide you with compensation."
Feng Yun said that and stepped into the carriage again.
The other soldiers looked at each other, and some were ready to go forward and look for the assassin's belongings.
But the leader of the armored soldiers scolded: "They are just little thieves in the mountains. They want to harm Lord Feng. What are they looking for?"
The armored soldier who was scolded immediately stopped and did not dare to touch him again.
Feng Yunju was sitting in the car, looking at the injured soldiers through the cracked wooden boards, frowning slightly.
"What do you mean by Yue Jun? Maybe there is something wrong with Gongzi Lie."
In response, Feng Yun shook his head slightly.
That shouldn't be the case. Yuejun only needs to ask for food from the court, which is enough to set the two countries against each other.
Everything before Dazai has shown that he is unwilling to move to Yue Kingdom, and Subo is just a new king. Without Dazai's support, it will be difficult to achieve anything.
Dazai only needs a reason...
And this bamboo slip for food is enough.
Feng Yun didn't look at it, that's because the number was not decided by Yuejun, but by Dazai.
Dazai knows how much money can overwhelm the court and arouse public anger.
Gongzi Lie doesn't need to do anything more, he just needs to stay in the Yue Kingdom with peace of mind and look for opportunities to escape.
As if he had something to learn, Feng Jun put his hand towards the bamboo slip.
Just open it and take a look...
But he paused again.
"Now that things have come to this, what's the use of watching?"
Recalling Gong Zilie's Chicheng, Feng Yun closed her eyes to cover up the anger rising in her eyes.
Feng Yun guessed something.
Yuejun sent swordsmen and assassins to kill him.
Only...
"Work together."
"I asked you to be patient. Why are you so stupid? You have already said that without me, this strategy is impossible. I also refuse to do this strategy for the great court. You should be burned..."
After a few minutes of silence, Feng Yun could only sigh.
Life is hard to change...
Feng Yun's anger subsided slightly.
"Buzz..." A weak fluctuation.
He opened his eyes and looked suspiciously at the swordsman's sword.
I saw that there were many lines on this sword, which were weird and twisted, exuding a faint killing intent.
Feng Yun's anger seemed to be absorbed and mixed into it.
This murderous intention was the same as the soaring murderous intention that Feng Yun felt before, but at this time, the aura was weak, sometimes absent, and had a tendency to dissipate.
Feng Yun probed in with his literary spirit, and saw that on the sword, there seemed to be a villain playing with a sword. Each move was extremely simple, which was the basis of the swordsmanship Feng Yun had learned before.
But there is only one difference.
"Sword with love?"
Feng Yun felt a wave of emotion coming from the villain during each move.
Feng Yun put down the sword.
"This sword absorbs people's emotions and nourishes itself."
Otherwise, Feng Yun's anger would not be absorbed.
And the swordsman's life-threatening sword just now used the power of the sword to cultivate the sword day and night with the desire to kill, waiting for the moment to take the life.
"He is truly a deadly swordsman. One sword can determine life or death."
Feng Yun secretly observed the lines on the sword and wrote them down.
Then he used his ceremonial sword and tried to imprint the lines on it.
…
Don't think about Gong Zilie, just try to figure out the lines on the sword, and the night passes...
"Fengjun, it's time to set off."
Feng Yun nodded.
"Let's go."
The carriage rumbled on, leaving corpses on the ground.
And when the sun set, this team of carriages also arrived near the capital of Dating Kingdom.
"Who is it?" A soldier stepped forward and asked.
"The soldiers of the Yue Kingdom are escorting the envoy from Dating back to the country."
"Yueguo..." The armored soldiers in the court looked at each other and hurriedly went to invite Sima who was guarding outside the city.
"Is Situ Feng Yun back?"
Sima strode forward with a group of armored soldiers.
When he saw that the Yue soldiers were injured, they frowned slightly.
Feng Yun also got off the car here.
"Good morning, Doctor Sima." Now that Feng Yun and Sima were both at the same level, they only saluted slightly.
Sima returned the gift and wanted to ask why.
Feng Yun first said: "We were attacked on the road. Thanks to the help of the Yue soldiers, we were fine. Sima Buruo sent a doctor to take a look."
Hearing this, Sima waved his hand, and the soldiers on the side hurriedly went to do it.
"Situ Yu, please go back to the city first." Sima said.
Feng Yun nodded slightly, holding the bamboo slip in his hand.
"The country of Yue is flooded, and the king of Yue wants food. The quantity he needs is all in the bamboo slips."
Feng Yun handed the bamboo slip to Sima.
Sima took it, his eyes full of displeasure, and said angrily: "What is the number?"
"I will no longer be Situ after my mission. This matter is a matter for discussion in the court. How can I open it up?"
Sima frowned.
"Get in the carriage first, I'll drive it..."
"But I can't take this car anymore."
A four-horse ride?
Sima was surprised, but thinking of Feng Yun's name as Lord Feng, he felt that this should be the case.
But Da Ting is not the Yue Kingdom. This is the courtesy of Yue Jun and has nothing to do with Da Ting.
Immediately, Sima drove Feng Yun into the city.
In the city, people were already working hard to convey the news of Feng Yun's return to Uncle Su of Dating.
Su Bo urgently ordered all the scholars and officials to come to the court to discuss and see what the Yuejun wanted.
The scholar-bureaucrats who were summoned were already familiar with this situation. Dazai had brought back some bad news every time he sent envoys before, and Su Bo was timid and agreed to it.
"Alas, this time, Uncle Su will definitely continue to submit to the Yue Kingdom. Do we still want to dissuade him?" In the palace, before Uncle Su arrived, the scholar-officials were talking one after another.
One person shook his head and sighed. He hid in a remote corner with a sad face. It seemed that he didn't want to continue wasting time with the fatuous Uncle Su.
The historian Youyou, holding a pen and bamboo slips, is always ready to record another humiliation.
"Dr. Dazai, An."
"Good morning, Doctor Zongbo."
Not long after, both Dazai and Zongbo came to the hall.
Zongbo occupies the chief position on the left, and Dazai occupies the chief position on the right.
But soon, Dazai gave up his position.
Uncle Zong was dissatisfied and immediately said: "Da Zai, what are you doing?"
Uncle Zong spoke up, and the other scholar-bureaucrats muted their voices and paid attention silently.
"Haha." Dazai chuckled and said, "Situ has returned as an envoy and has the reputation of Lord Feng. How can I not avoid the edge?"
"What do you mean by what Dazai said?" Uncle Zong was even more dissatisfied. Yesterday Dazai said that he would not harm Feng Yun when he returned, but now he did something difficult.
Deliberately provoking!
Dazai winced slightly.
When he opened his eyes the next moment, Uncle Zong saw a pair of snake eyes.
In an instant, Snake Eyes disappeared again.
you!
Uncle Zong was shocked and silent, but he quickly calmed down his expression.
Dazai actually went to contact the Nuwa clan!
Now he has been infected with Nuwa's resentment and has become an evil spirit.
In this way, Uncle Zong made no sound and lowered his head in deep thought.
Dazai smiled slightly and looked towards the palace door.
"Good morning, Doctor Sima."
"Good morning, Doctor Situ."
When Feng Yun stepped into the main hall, he saw a pair of smiling and appreciative eyes.
Just like the first time I met Dazai, Dazai at this time was like a kind and cheerful elder.
But underneath, Feng Yun saw more of Da Zai's darkness.
Whether it was the "Thirty-Six Hexagrams of Da Ting" or killing Yue Jun at close range, Feng Yun was extremely disgusted.
"Situ, please take a seat." Dazai pointed to the chief seat on the right as if he had never done anything evil to Feng Yun.
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