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Chapter 638 - 55 Ascending, Magnate, Swordsman, Legend_4

Chapter 638: Chapter 55 Ascending, Magnate, Swordsman, Legend_4

Li Guanyi looked at the Emperor of Ying, and he sat down.

The Emperor of Ying, Jiang Wanxiang, said, "You possess a hero’s spirit, just like Li Wanli."

He looked at Li Guanyi and continued,

"The poison was not at my command."

"However, the person who administered the poison is my subject, so the death of him and his wife falls on me. It is reasonable and right that you should seek revenge on me."

"A sovereign must act as a sovereign, a subject as a subject. Blood debts incurred by a subject on behalf of their sovereign are my own debts."

"These two lives and the blood debt are indeed mine to bear!"

"But now, you still can’t kill me."

Jiang Wanxiang was composed, his aura extremely mighty, possessing a terrifying mastery of Martial Arts and the Emperor’s Secret Skill of Ying. Facing Li Guanyi, whose level was barely at the peak of the Fourth Layer Heaven and touching the Fifth Layer Heaven, he said, "I know I can’t be killed by you at the moment. I came to take a look, and to let you see me too."

Jiang Wanxiang calmly said, "I hear that when others seek revenge, they should hide themselves."

"Swallowing charcoal to silence their voice, disfiguring themselves to conceal their identity, all to prevent their opponent from knowing them."

"You coming here in person is equivalent to exposing yourself."

Li Guanyi replied, "You already know of me, what use is there in hiding?"

Jiang Wanxiang laughed heartily, "You have the same nature as your father, so much alike. Since you can’t kill me, and I want to kill you, but now there’s Murong Longtu; thus, I can’t kill you at this time either. Please, take a seat."

"We, two adversaries, meet for the first time, let’s drink two cups of wine and play a game of chess."

He invited Li Guanyi to sit down.

Then, he personally poured the wine and pushed it over, "Please."

Li Guanyi looked at it, raised the wine cup, and drank, Jiang Wanxiang picked up the chessboard, smiled, and said, "After so many years, finally a young hero arises; however, what decides everything today is not just us two, but those two as well."

"Let us wait and see what the outcome will be."

"Before that, let’s play chess."

Jiang Wanxiang did not discuss the grand situation of the world, but took up the chessboard and pieces, inviting Li Guanyi to play with him. Today’s victory or defeat will be determined by the power of the Martial Arts, Sword Madman, Jiang Su.

Jiang Wanxiang said, "After Sword Madman loses, come with me to Central State."

"The Emperor’s inspection tour, we must eventually take part in it, I don’t plan to take you down immediately..." the aged sovereign laughed, "I’ve asked Yuwen Tianxian about your policies, and he refused to share the details, instead, he advised me to treat the common people better."

"Your flame has influenced him. Tell me, why do you think I won’t kill you?"

Jiang Wanxiang asked with a smile.

Li Guanyi, holding a chess piece, said indifferently, "You don’t dare."

Jiang Wanxiang’s smile deepened.

The young man raised his eyebrows, speaking in a carefree manner, "With the situation in Jiangnan set, what’s the point of killing me? Besides igniting an unyielding will to fight to the death within Jiangnan and the Taiping Army, turning them into an army of sorrow, what would it achieve?"

"Your goal is to swallow South Chen, isn’t it?"

"An enraged Jiangnan would surely hinder your ambitions."

"You won’t kill me because your aspirations are greater. Does my life outweigh the world for you to dare to take it?"

Jiang Wanxiang looked at Li Guanyi.

He began to laugh, "They say only a hero can understand a Hero’s Heart. You’ve now become my confidant, and your next move is to head to the Western Regions, right? To vie for control of that chaotic situation, to thoroughly forge a path for your Jiangnan."

"I can help you. Chen Country is destined to die before you and me."

The young and the aged stood opposed, placing their pieces on the chessboard.

The sound was crisp.

The wind swept through the highest window of the Star-picking Tower and burst out, as countless swords and sabers shattered and fell. The experts of the Martial World were all defeated, silence pervaded for a long while. The earliest legend of the Martial World stepped into the void, holding in his hand a long-handled heavy blade.

He stood at the top of Star-picking Tower, on Jiang Wanxiang’s side.

Murong Longtu stood at the top of Star-picking Tower on Li Guanyi’s side.

The moon had already waned a third, but the great sun had not yet risen.

Heroic Rulers at the game, guests wielding weapons.

Jiang Su looked at the Sword Madman in blue, with his flying white hair, and felt a slight regret, "Murong Longtu, the sword of Sword Madman harbors too heavy a killing intent."

"You’ve never chased the Tao, unable to make that pivotal step; now, your sword is still bound to the earth, the heart mired in the mundane."

Murong Longtu burst into laughter.

With a sweep of his sleeve, sword light crisscrossed the sky.

The Murong Family’s own forged mystical weapon, fifty-seven in number, appeared in midair. Sword Madman Murong Longtu grabbed one, and thrust forward, "Come!"

The sword light was clear and flowing, like the tranquil waters of an autumn day.

Qiushui Sword!

The second sword’s light was continuous, spanning the sky!

Beneath Star-picking Tower, the Armored Soldiers looked up, and in just a few moves, the sword qi was like a cascading waterfall, coldness covering the provinces, while inside the tower, old man and youth played their game. The pieces in black and white crossed each other crisply, echoing like the sound of the board and of the world.

Above and below the heavens, sword qi filled the sky.

Water, vast sky, thirty-thousand li.

The sword pressed down, over Jiangnan, across nineteen provinces!

Murong Longtu had unleashed six swords in one breath.

Battling against a Martial Arts Legend.

Without falling the slightest bit behind!