39: Chapter 39 A Mysterious Powerful Figure Has Made a Move!

Zhu Chi of the Zhu family, an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist.

Before coming here, he was full of confidence.

In border conflicts, warfare is generally controlled.

Neither side would escalate to the point where even Ninth-Grade experts are forced into a fight to the death.

These experts still prioritize their own interests above all else.

The top Martial Artists of both countries share a tacit understanding.

To put it more bluntly, the advisors in the army usually do not make a Move.

They will not let the situation spiral out of control.

When Zhu Ang came to the border, he did not arrange for Zhu Xu, a Seventh-Grade expert, to go to the front line.

Zhu Chi originally thought that with his Eighth-Grade strength, he would be enough to throw his weight around at the front lines of Yingyang Pass.

While the gap between Seventh-Grade and Eighth-Grade is not as large as between Eighth-Grade and Ninth-Grade, it is still a difference of a major Realm.

Logically speaking, whoever came from the Jin Kingdom would only suffer losses at his hands.

However, this Jiang Yongsheng, with the bone staff in his hand like a divine weapon, was able to easily withstand Zhu Chi's sword.

In an instant, the bone staff shot out bone spikes.

Zhu Chi, who had been dashing and unrestrained, was suddenly made to look quite disheveled.

On the Jin Kingdom side, the soldiers on the city wall cheered with excitement.

Zhu Chi brought people over, killed his way to the enemy's city wall, and then suffered a massive loss of face.

And at this moment, there was a very big problem.

The Jin Kingdom had already begun arranging troops to surround them from both flanks!

City Lord Liu's expression was also incredibly ugly.

He had not expected that this Eighth-Grade Expert from the Zhu family would actually fall into a disadvantage before an advisor of the Jin Kingdom.

Looking at the situation, the gap was even larger than expected.

Jiang Yongsheng was simply not an ordinary Eighth-Grade Martial Artist.

His Cultivation Technique was extremely profound.

He looked like a hunched, thin, and withered old man, but in reality, this was a top secret technique of the Langhe River.

It involved accumulating one's own Internal Energy and concentrating it entirely on a single point when called upon.

Jiang Yongsheng looked frail, but in fact, every Move he made could exert his utmost power.

Even among Eighth-Grade Martial Artists, there is a difference in strength.

This gap would deal a heavy blow to this army of Yingyang Pass!

After less than ten Moves, Zhu Chi had already begun to unleash his Magic Treasure to break free from Jiang Yongsheng's continuous offensive.

Panting heavily, Zhu Chi retreated rapidly and stood beside the two advisors.

The two advisors of Yingyang Pass also possessed Seventh-Grade martial strength.

Although Zhu Chi had completely looked down on them before, at this moment, he had no choice but to seek their help.

"Do you really think our Great Jin will let you bully us? Since you dared to run here, then let this army of yours be buried here."

On top of the city wall, the Jin Kingdom general shouted in a heroic voice, and the soldiers in the city also began to pour out.

Zhu Chi's gaze occasionally looked toward those few Zhu family members, signaling them to retreat quickly.

But City Lord Liu had long guessed this.

Several lieutenant generals followed them, not letting them escape first or treat the soldiers of Yingyang Pass as stepping stones.

While hesitating, Elder Langhe Jiang Yongsheng made his Move again.

His target was still Zhu Chi.

In Jiang Yongsheng's eyes, the deaths of Jiang Qian and the River God of Langhe must have been related to Zhu Chi.

His attacks were even more vicious, filled with killing Moves.

Zhu Chi was a little scared; he regretted his arrogance, which had forced him into a desperate situation.

Meanwhile, the Jin Kingdom's army also began to mobilize.

The defensive Magical Artifacts near the city wall began to operate at high speed.

On the two flanks of the army, there were even Jin troops circling around to surround them.

During the fight, Zhu Chi was no longer thinking about merit or avenging Zhu Ang.

What he was thinking about now was how to escape this crisis.

It would be best if he could do so without affecting his status and prestige.

If that couldn't be done, then he wouldn't care about anything else, as long as he was safe.

With fear in his heart, his Moves would show it.

Every Move was paving the way for his escape.

Seeing this, Li Yuan, hiding in the dark, looked at Zhu Chi with speechlessness.

Previously so arrogant and haughty, yet as soon as he encountered a slight predicament, his entire Aura was lost.

He felt this Eighth-Grade Martial Artist was a bit pathetic.

While observing, Li Yuan discovered the situation.

The next instant, this Zhu Chi indeed used his Qinggong Evasion Technique and fled towards the rear of the army.

He didn't even care about those few people from his Zhu family...

Without him, this Eighth-Grade Martial Artist, to hold him back, this Jiang Yongsheng was like a farmer walking into a field of grass with a sickle.

With a wave of his hand, he could slaughter a group of Da Shun soldiers.

Here, it was still near the city wall of the Jin Kingdom.

They had almost no advantages in terms of heaven, earth, or people.

This Elder Langhe Jiang Yongsheng had a smile on his withered old face.

Zhu Chi's escape this time might just lead to the total annihilation of the Yingyang Pass army here.

That a strong expert like this was guarding the border of the Jin Kingdom was within Li Yuan's expectations.

The successive deaths of two top assassins indicated that a master had come to Yingyang Pass.

To confront and guard against them, the Jin Kingdom would certainly arrange for experts as well.

Seeing Jiang Yongsheng preparing to strike, Li Yuan no longer hesitated.

Li Yuan was full of dissatisfaction with the Da Shun Imperial Court and many of the powerful elites.

But for the soldiers in the Yingyang Pass army, Li Yuan had some affection.

Besides, if this Yingyang Pass army were wiped out, he would have to find another suitable place to settle down.

Thinking of this, Li Yuan reached out and grabbed a stray saber on the ground, sucking it into his hand.

Holding the saber, he moved forward, his figure stepping on clouds and mist.

In an instant, Li Yuan had already confronted Jiang Yongsheng with the saber!

This was the third Langhe Martial Artist he had fought.

The Langhe of the Jin Kingdom was indeed a treasure trove for producing experts.

Jiang Yongsheng was also startled when he felt that trace of Saber Qi.

He didn't expect that after one Eighth-Grade Expert fled from the Da Shun side, another Eighth-Grade Expert would come.

Furthermore, this Martial Artist was several times stronger than Zhu Chi.

"City Lord, it's that mysterious expert!"

The people of Yingyang Pass, who had originally fallen into despair, suddenly found hope for survival, and their morale rose sharply.

At the same time, Jiang Yongsheng responded in a panic, barely able to hold on, but soon felt that something was wrong.

Li Yuan seemed to have completely calculated his Moves and Martial Skills.

The tiny flaws in every single Move of his, Jiang Yongsheng, the Elder Langhe, were easily seized by his opponent.

It was as if he had studied and practiced the Martial Skills of Langhe.

Jiang Yongsheng sensed the problem, and furthermore, Jiang Qian and the River God of Langhe had very likely died at the hands of the person in front of him.

A sense of viciousness was added to Jiang Yongsheng's heart.

This person knew so much about Langhe; he must not be allowed to live!

Thinking this, Jiang Yongsheng prepared to use a secret technique.

His eyes began to sink, but his limbs suddenly filled with blood.

This was Jiang Yongsheng's secret technique; in a short time, his strength would rise sharply.

As an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist in the Middle Realm, he could immediately exert the strength of an Eighth-Grade Great Perfection!

The bone staff in his hand also raised streaks of fine spikes.

Among them were all the poisons concocted by their Langhe.

But unfortunately, Li Yuan had long since understood these methods of his from the martial arts experience of the River God of Langhe...