Peace Order
Chapter 401 - 170: The Youthful Heroism, Befriending the Five Metropolitan Heroes

Chapter 401: Chapter 170: The Youthful Heroism, Befriending the Five Metropolitan Heroes

Xiao Wuliang and Yue Qianfeng were locked in combat within the Imperial Palace.

The Kui Niu and the Red Dragon clashed fiercely, their thunder and flames intertwining nonstop. The Qilin roared, and the combined forces of the Red Dragon Fire and Qilin Fire finally managed to barely suppress the much younger Divine General, Xiao Wuliang.

Yue Qianfeng spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

Feeling the Battle Halberd in his hand become slippery, he looked down to see his own blood had soaked the handle. Still clutching it tightly, he glared at Xiao Wuliang with tiger-like eyes as he carelessly wiped the bloody mess on his mouth and nose.

"Xiao Wuliang!"

"Come at me again!"

Xiao Wuliang gazed at the famed general who he had battled for the third time in these two months. Yue Qianfeng was already severely injured, but Xiao Wuliang remained calm and collected. Putting aside the value and meaning of military formations on the battlefield, simply in terms of Martial Arts, Xiao Wuliang could be considered peerless.

Yue Qianfeng, though top-notch in the world, was still no match for such an unparalleled figure.

His body alone was boiling with blood and soaring with the will to fight, refusing to back down even in the face of death.

Just as he was prepared to fight to the death, he suddenly heard the ringing of a sword.

Both Divine Generals simultaneously looked down.

In the ruins of the Forbidden Palace below, there was an extremely formidable Formation, protecting a certain area. That was a black platform with an anciently patterned Sword Box on top, wrapped with rounds of red cord, which was now fluttering without wind.

The next moment, the Sword Box, which had been forged by the heart’s blood of the Chen Imperial Family to seal the Chi Xiao Sword, developed cracks and, the next moment, broke apart directly!

The resonant sword sound soared into the heavens.

A crimson brilliance burst through the Great Formation that Emperor Chen, Chen Dingye, had laid out here!

Emperor Chen had meticulously concealed the actual scene of this place. He could use the Imperial Palace as bait and a trap to kill many enemies here, and also hide the true picture of the palace that represented the might of the Chen Kingdom’s Royal Family.

But now, all these plans had crumbled due to the uprising of the Chi Xiao Sword.

Like a beam of light piercing the sky, it immediately caused intense Ripples in the night sky, spreading out layer by layer. The next moment, accompanied by the crisp sound of shattering, the Great Formation was destroyed, and the scene of the crimson fires, the Red Dragon circling and the Kui Niu summoning thunder was exposed to everyone.

Emperor Chen had been leisurely drinking his wine with a content and broad-minded demeanor.

But now, his expression froze and his pupils constricted sharply.

!!!!

His plan to kill two birds with one stone thus shattered.

The Other Palace was silent and the chaos unmentioned, Xiao Wuliang gazed at the Chi Xiao Sword, which kept screeching in the air, and put down the heavy hammer in his hand. Looking at the Qilin, Yue Qianfeng, and the Red Dragon in front of him, he asked, "You actually awakened the Chi Xiao Sword?"

Yue Qianfeng’s tiger-like eyes showed a trace of stagnation.

???

Immediately, he cursed, "I awakened the Chi Xiao Sword?"

"Are you stupid? I’m just a bandit by origin!"

Xiao Wuliang spoke succinctly,

"The Chi Xiao Sword and the Red Dragon are both here, and the Chi Xiao Sword has not flown elsewhere."

Yue Qianfeng felt choked with frustration.

His forehead seemed ready to burst into flames.

After cursing at whoever flung this baseless accusation, he picked up his Battle Halberd, ready to continue the fight to the death, when suddenly, he heard a long howl. Like the roar of a dragon or the cry of a tiger, shattering gold and splitting rocks, Yue Qianfeng’s heart skipped a beat as he turned his head to see a towering Buddhist Golden Body rising. With just a sweep of his palm, dozens or hundreds of imperial guards were sent flying.

A rough monk dressed in a grey robe with blood-stained robes wielded a Mixed Gold Xuan Iron Long Stick, swinging it like a storm. He carried a man on his shoulder, whose life or death was unknown, none other than Yan Xuanji!

Yan Xuanji, while carrying the still-living Yue Pengwu, fought, killed, and made his escape, howling:

"Run!!!"

This voice echoed far and wide, and all the martial artists who had come here to fight and assault the Imperial Palace, those who were still alive, now knew that the matter was settled; regardless of whether they won or lost, they had to leave. So, they all abandoned their opponents. Only Yue Qianfeng, seeing the person Yan Xuanji was carrying still had Vitality,

Was even more overjoyed, feeling as if an infinite strength surged within him, and laughed heartily several times.

"Xiao Wuliang, I’ve no time to fight with you!"

"See you on the battlefield later!"

After shouting loudly, the Red Dragon roared fiercely and charged straight towards Xiao Wuliang. Then Yue Qianfeng instantly left, as did the Qilin, while this still-composed divine general of the martial world did not chase after them at this moment, but just picked up his hammer and looked up at the sky and chaotic Jiangzhou.

Ji Yanzhong noticed the anomaly of the Chi Xiao Sword and shot towards it like a bolt of lightning.

In the Imperial Palace where the Dharma Forms of the Dragon and Tiger were battling, the flames shot to the heavens, awakening the people who then rose and went outside. Looking up into the sky that seemed to be set aflame, against the backdrop of the night, they saw golden-red skies and clouds, massive and fearsome, as if the palms of gods heralding the end of the world.

The city began to fall into chaos as Xiao Wuliang raised the heavy hammer in his hand.

Above the twin hammers were streaks of blue-purple lightning disintegrating.

The palace, previously made dry and irritable by rockets, Mo Family Mechanisms, and the existence of the Red Dragon and Qilin, suddenly changed. The golden-red of the firmament above began to fade bit by bit, and people gasped for air, feeling as if an intangible but vast presence was pressing down from the heavens.

Torches and lanterns flickered, the animals of Jiangzhou City whined, and a panic set into people’s hearts. For some reason, they froze, as if the entire city fell silent for a moment simultaneously.

Then—

[Snap—]

Someone noticed a tingling in their weapon, as a blue arc of electricity sprung from the chilling blade edge. This change occurred to everyone at once and even touching their clothes resulted in a snapping sound, with hair standing on end in agitation.