On the Huishan Mountains, all life is in ruins.
The mountain forest is filled with the strong smell of blood, and some Liyang soldiers are so eager to kill that they don't even care about the lives of their companions.
Wherever the blade goes, there will always be blood splashing.
Wu Changqing watched all this happen in silence.
Compared to the Beiliang soldiers who fought with the group of Beimang barbarians on the border to protect their country and people.
This group of Liyang soldiers looked like crazy demons, with no humanity at all.
The woman dressed in purple had an abnormal blush on her face after the disaster.
Even though he had just planned to risk his life and caused the qi and blood to flow backwards, he was still excited after seeing Wu Changqing's arrival at this critical moment.
"I'll go back to the mountain and leave the rest to me."
Wu Changqing did not turn around, just quietly scanning everything around him.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng still wanted to say something, but her body was already lifted high into the sky by an irresistible force of Li Yang.
Flying to the snowy plain.
"Bring so many people to attack Huishan."
"Zhao Chun really thinks highly of me, Mr. Wu."
"Oh no, the current emperor should be Zhao Chuan, right?"
Wu Changqing came back to his senses and looked at the sword-wielding general who was unable to deal with the opponent just because of his momentum.
"Boy, tell me your name."
"Why don't I remember that there is such a number one person in the world?"
Although Yuan Tingshan was hit by the blow just now, most of his energy and blood were shaken back, and he suffered considerable internal injuries.
But in terms of momentum, he has not weakened at all.
On the contrary, facing this young man who is a round younger than himself, he still has to pretend to be powerful and confident.
At the same time, he was also thinking in his mind.
Is the person in front of me the main target person sent by the imperial court to lead the army to attack?
The three portraits in his arms, as well as the cornering force formed by the four thousand troops.
Are they all used to deal with this person?
A land god under twenty years old?
Yuan Tingshan pretended to be calm and made his observations as detailed as possible.
I want to distinguish the flaws in the young man in front of me, which are also the same as the fake and the powerful.
One of them was ready to take out the three portraits in his arms and tell them again.
Four thousand soldiers from Liyang will swarm over.
Even real land gods cannot escape the law.
Yuan Tingshan looked at Wu Changqing and guessed Wu Changqing's identity.
Wu Changqing had already seen through everything about Yuan Tingshan.
The aura that wrapped around the opponent's back was also not small. The Zhixuan realm was about to enter the Zhixuan realm, as well as the causes and consequences he had committed in recent times.
"I see."
"Your name is Yuan Tingshan, and you were ordered to peace by Liyang just a month ago."
"And as soon as the imperial edict was issued to someone like you, Li Yang directly gave him the official position of a third-grade vanguard general."
Wu Changqing's words touched the sky.
Yuan Tingshan was shocked and subconsciously took a few steps back.
While one hand was touching his arms, the other hand was holding a long knife. The knuckles were already turning white, and he was always ready to make a desperate plan.
He looked at Wu Changqing's plain eyes that seemed to see through everything.
There was an indescribable fear.
Even the three portraits in his arms could not bring him any sense of security.
"How could you..."
Yuan Tingshan hasn't finished speaking yet.
I just felt a heartbreaking pain coming from my left shoulder.
The pain caused him to break out in cold sweat instantly, and his face was hideous.
He subconsciously looked over his left shoulder.
He saw that the mysterious young man who had been keeping a foot away from him had unexpectedly arrived beside him at some point.
On his half-raised palm, he was holding a bloody arm.
Yuan Tingshan's pupils tightened in an instant and his breathing became rapid, as if someone had pinched his life gate.
The whole person froze in place.
"I'll get it for you."
The young man in white sounded like a devil's whisper in his ears.
He threw the arm down the mountain like trash.
Then he reached out to Yuan Tingshan's chest.
Watching the life-threatening palm getting closer to his chest.
Pain, fear, horror and other sensations seemed to be escaping from the chest.
He never imagined that one day he would die so incompetently.
"you you……"
Yuan Tingshan wanted to say something, maybe he wanted to break through himself in the midst of the horror of life and death, or maybe he wanted to say a few last words.
He struggled to say the word "you".
It's just that I haven't finished speaking.
A cold feeling came from his chest, which immediately made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Now he was completely speechless.
But when the young man, who was like Yama in his eyes, unexpectedly only took out the three scrolls.
Yuan Tingshan walked around outside the gate of hell.
There was no sense of joy like surviving a disaster, but only endless despair.
Even the trump card given to him by the court was seen through by this young man.
His life and death have completely fallen into the hands of the other party.
What fate will he face next?
"Well, these three scrolls all have good luck blessings."
"I think it was Liyang Court who asked you to bring the portraits of the immortals of Longhu Mountain with you."
"Don't you know what this is?"
Wu Changqing weighed the three portraits in his hands.
It seems that these three portraits, which have no unique features, are of great weight.
However, when Wu Changqing looked at Yuan Tingshan's confused expression in despair.
I just felt extremely ridiculed.
"Do you think Liyang would be so kind as to let a martial artist who just arrived from Zhao'an be the third-rank official of the imperial court?"
"This is a position that many people in the imperial court dream of."
Wu Changqing's sarcasm made Yuan Tingshan wake up from a dream.
really……
As early as when he was not a first-class martial artist, he was wandering around the world without a fixed residence.
Then you know that the most powerful thing in this world is not the cultivation realm of some celestial and land gods.
But power.
The temple must always be above the rivers and lakes.
As for a third-grade military attaché of the Liyang Imperial Court, it took many people to fight to the death and many great achievements to achieve such fame.
How could it be so easily awarded to an outsider who had just obeyed the imperial court?
"Big... hero."
"It turns out that the imperial court's original plan was to let me do this one-time transaction."
"Exchange my life, Mr. Yuan, for the life of the hero."
Yuan Tingshan reined in his horse, as if he had a complete epiphany, and immediately knelt down on his knees. He always felt that he was a man of iron bones.
But now it seems that without any obsession in his heart, he is still greedy for life and afraid of death.
"Now I wake up. If you don't dislike me, I will become a sharp blade in your hands."
"I will try my best to make these four thousand knights surrender, just to give the hero a certificate of surrender to show..."
Yuan Tingshan believed that he was sincere and spoke from the bottom of his heart.
The other party will let you go based on your sincerity and good cultivation.
But he could never figure out what the mysterious young man in front of him was thinking.
When Wu Changqing grabbed his dazed head, which had been separated from his body, and raised it to the level of his eyes.
I only heard Wu Changqing say one sentence.
"The moment you see me again, you are destined to die. I tell you so much just to make you understand."
