Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

"My name is Yang Feng. I wonder what business you have in stopping us?" Yang Feng, the leader of the caravan, drove his horse to the front and said with a bow.

They were a caravan under Wu Sheng, traveling back and forth between Kyoto and Yongzhou.

This time the Shen family moved collectively to Kyoto, and their group of fifteen people secretly received orders to participate in the escort.

Yang Feng could see that the middle-aged man in armor before him was able to control the rainbow light, and his cultivation was at least that of a martial artist at the Xiantian realm.

They are far from being opponents.

Yang Feng's heart immediately rose to his throat. He held the knife tightly in his hand and didn't even dare to breathe.

Even so, they did not retreat.

Now they all know that Shen Qing will rise rapidly after coming to Beijing and his future is limitless.

If they could establish this kind of relationship, it would be of great benefit to them.

So they have been working diligently and seriously along the way.

Xue Zhao glanced at Yang Feng but didn't care too much.

He looked past Yang Feng and landed on the Shen character flag behind Yang Feng. He smiled and asked, "Are Shen Qing's family members among them?"

Yang Feng's eyebrows twitched, and he immediately had a bad premonition. He opened his mouth and tried to fool around.

However, before he could say a word, an unparalleled powerful aura burst out from the middle-aged man in front of him, like a mountain torrent, unstoppable.

The clothes on Yang Feng's body fluttered in the wind, and his sleeves fluttered and made rustling sounds.

The horse under him felt this terrifying pressure, fear appeared in its eyes, and it kicked its four hooves and retreated repeatedly, instinctively trying to escape.

If Yang Feng hadn't held the reins tightly, he would have escaped long ago.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng looked at Xue Zhao again, his eyes changed slightly, and his throat became dry.

He had seen the power of the innate martial artist. The strength displayed by this middle-aged man was much stronger than that of the innate realm. His cultivation was definitely above the innate realm.

Just as Yang Feng and the others were thinking wildly, the middle-aged man Xue Zhao said to Yang Feng with a half-smile: "I advise you to tell the truth. Otherwise, if you are deceived twice, I may be furious and kill you."

Xue Zhao's threat was filled with a hint of murderous intent, causing Yang Feng and the others to shudder.

"I'll ask you again, are Shen Qing's family members among them?"

Intense fear surged from the bottom of Yang Feng's heart, completely overwhelmed his rationality and morality, and he hesitantly said one word: "Yes..."

"Very good." Xue Zhao was very satisfied with Yang Feng's performance. He walked forward and said as he walked.

Faced with the extremely powerful Xue Zhao, everyone in the convoy showed fear. This feeling of oppression was like a dark cloud pressing down on their heads, making it almost impossible for everyone to breathe.

Many people subconsciously made way for Xue Zhao.

There were martial artists in the convoy who couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help showing some contempt for the behavior of Yang Feng and others.

He walked out directly and stood in front of Xue Zhao. He stopped him without any fear and shouted, "Stop! We have no grudge against you. Leave immediately, or our boss will not let you go."

Hearing this, Xue Zhao raised his eyelids and looked forward. His face was calm, without even a trace of anger.

The martial artist who stood up saw deep indifference in Xue Zhao's eyes.

In Xue Zhao's eyes, his behavior was as ridiculous as... an ant.

The martial artist felt a surge of blood rushing to his head. He drew his sword, raised his arm and shouted, "We were all raised by our parents, why are you so fucking proud? Lord Shen has treated us well, how can we sit back and watch his family fall into the hands of this thief? Kill them!"

He kicked the horse's belly and rushed forward with a knife.

puff!

When the martial artist rushed in front of Xue Zhao, before the sword he swung fell, a cold light flashed, and he and his mount were split in two without even uttering a scream.

Glancing at the ugly corpses on both sides, Xue Zhao said coldly: "The courage to seek death is worthy of reward!"

A faint smile finally appeared on Xue Zhao's face.

He continued walking forward and pointed.

One of the carriages in the convoy immediately broke into pieces, revealing the scene inside.

"what!"

Aunt Wang screamed and looked panic-stricken.

As for Shen Fang and others, they are not much behind.

Tian Xiaohu and others gritted their teeth and guarded the carriage, with cold sweat oozing from their backs.

Xue Zhao saw that the people in the carriage looked somewhat similar to Shen Qing whom he had met, and he knew that he had not made a mistake, so he nodded with satisfaction.

Uncle Shen Er gritted his teeth and looked at Xue Zhao, saying timidly, "Sir, we are strangers to each other. How did I offend you? I hope you can tell me clearly. Maybe there is some misunderstanding here?"

"So what if it's a misunderstanding? It's just killing a few ants by mistake. Killing by mistake is wrong. I'd rather catch the wrong one than let him go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Zhao lightly flicked his sleeves.

In an instant, the martial artists who were blocking his way vomited blood, flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, like dead leaves swept by a strong wind.

They struggled to stand up, but it was in vain. Their bodies were shaking and they were gasping for breath, as if even breathing had become extremely difficult.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, they completely died and turned into corpses.

At this point, no one in the convoy dared to make a sound.

The gap is too big.

They have no chance of winning.

Tian Xiaohu's face was pale, and beads of sweat uncontrollably slid down his forehead, down his cheeks and onto his chin, gathering into drops that fell to the ground with a plop.

It's getting close!

Tian Xiaohu looked at Xue Zhao walking towards them leisurely, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Are you going to die?
No, we can't just surrender.

I feel so ashamed of Qingzi's support along the way.

Tian Xiaohu shouted: "Run!"

After saying that, he rushed forward, intending to use his body to stop Xue Zhao.

"court death!"

At this critical moment, a bright crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

A ray of golden light whizzed down from the sky like a meteor streaking through the night sky, transforming into a sharp golden arrow like a spear of god, rushing towards where Xue Zhao was.

Xue Zhao's heart trembled and he felt a terrible pressure.

He did not dare to be careless at all. His body instantly turned into a shadow and he retreated hundreds of meters in an attempt to avoid the arrow's lock.

What he didn't expect was that the golden arrow seemed to have spirituality. It ignored the distance in space and locked onto Xue Zhao's aura, following him like a shadow.

Even if he used all his strength, he could not escape its pursuit.

The arrow flew through the void as fast as lightning and arrived in front of Xue Zhao in an instant, bringing with it a heart-pounding gust of wind.

Xue Zhao was shocked and hastily gathered all his spiritual power to form an indestructible blue shield in an attempt to block it.

There was a loud bang that shook the earth!
The golden arrow collided with the spiritual shield, bursting out with dazzling light, like the scorching sun in the sky, illuminating the world.

The huge impact force caused the surrounding convoys to fall like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, with people and horses falling to the ground, dust flying everywhere, and the whole place in a mess.

"Who on earth dares to launch a sneak attack?!" Xue Zhao's face turned pale, and his angry shouts echoed between heaven and earth. He sensed a terrible pressure from the arrow, and the other party's cultivation was probably not inferior to his.

No one answered the call at the scene.

Just as he was about to fly up, the other party responded.

Xue Zhao's eyes suddenly widened.

In the distant sky, a dense rain of golden arrows appeared, covering the sky and the sun, completely enveloping the area where Xue Zhao was.

Each one of them fell like stars in the sky.

Rumble!
The mountains and rivers trembled, and golden arrows fell like raindrops.

It shook the mountains and rivers, and the sky and earth changed color.

A light as bright as the sun slowly rose up where Xue Zhao was, making a rumbling sound.

When the last ray of light faded away, Xue Zhao's figure gradually emerged.

After being blasted by a hail of arrows, his clothes were tattered, his hair was disheveled, his armor was tattered, and there were bloody wounds on many of his clothes. He looked extremely miserable.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on the eastern sky, and he saw a brilliant rainbow light streaking across the sky, approaching rapidly.

If that familiar figure isn’t Shen Qing, then who else could it be?

Xue Zhao's eyes flashed with disbelief, and after a moment he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I was originally thinking of using these people to attract people out of the capital, but I didn't expect you to come out on your own initiative. This saves me a lot of effort."

Xue Zhao suddenly rose from the ground, like a dragon emerging from the sea, with great momentum.

His spirit was highly concentrated, resonating with the heaven and earth. The scabbard at his waist flicked lightly, and a long sword containing endless icy power emerged from thin air, flashing blue light, and instantly expanded to nearly a hundred meters in length.

"cut!"

With a loud shout, the long sword in front of Xue Zhao was like a galaxy falling from the sky, carrying a fierce murderous intent and supreme pressure, and slashed fiercely towards where Shen Qing was.

Seeing this, Shen Qing's expression suddenly changed and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

A strong wind blew in his face, and even before it touched him, he could already sense the terrifying power contained in the knife.

If he was hit, even if he had the Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique, he would definitely feel uncomfortable no matter how strong his body was.

Shen Qing didn't dare to be careless at all.

He controlled the rainbow light and performed the Great Void Movement Technique. His body twisted and folded in the air like a ghost, crossing a distance of dozens of meters in an instant, skillfully avoiding the sword light that was powerful enough to split mountains and rocks.

The long sword whizzed down with the momentum of destroying the world, and it chopped down on a towering mountain top.

Rumble…

There was a flash of blue light, and the mountain was split in half by a huge force. The top of the mountain slid down with a loud rumbling sound, turning into countless pieces of rubble that rolled down, stirring up dust and covering the sky.

The entire mountain collapsed completely at this moment and turned into ruins.

Shen Qing, who was standing aside, remained silent upon seeing this.

Is this the true power of the Yuanshen realm?

No wonder Xue Zhao could become a leading general. With this alone, he could be as powerful as thousands of soldiers.

Those who can become a noble family are indeed not ordinary people like local tyrants.

"Ok?"

When Xue Zhao saw Shen Qing avoid his knife, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But this surprise was short-lived.

He took a step forward, holding the long sword tightly with both hands, and rushed towards Shen Qing with an angry roar: "You bastard, return my son's life. Today I will make you pay with blood!"

A thousand meters away is just a short distance for him.

Seeing this, Shen Qing suddenly unsheathed the sword in his hand and held it across his chest.

boom!
The two knives collided.

In an instant, the spiritual power of the two surged like a tide, and the aftermath spread out, causing the surrounding mountains and forests to twist and collapse.

Shen Qing only felt a surge of overwhelming force surging into his arm, as if it was going to destroy all his bones and tendons.

His eyes were fierce, and the holy blood in his body was surging and boiling like golden molten lava, endowing his flesh and blood with unprecedented toughness and strength, and he actually withstood Xue Zhao's terrifying attack.

This scene surprised Xue Zhao.

The precious sword in his hand was made of blood-shadow steel found by the Xue family. It could cut through iron like mud and was in perfect harmony with his soul.

At this moment, this supreme divine weapon could not advance an inch under Shen Qing's sword and was blocked by the ancient long sword in his hand.

What is even more incredible is that under such heavy pressure, Shen Qing was able to stand firmly without any intention of retreating.

You have to know that the last time they fought, Shen Qing was still a martial artist in the Lingxu realm, and he should have been easily crushed in front of him.

Could it be that... Shen Qing has actually broken through to the Yuanshen realm in such a short period of time? ! !

In an instant, Xue Zhao's heart was filled with stormy waves.

If that's true, it's too scary.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Xue Zhao was unwilling to accept this fact.

The strike did not kill Shen Qing, but instead his eyes became even more blazing, like two burning flames.

Xue Zhao suddenly raised his arms above his head, and the long sword whizzed out like a dragon emerging from the sea, slashing one after another.

Each strike contained a terrifying force that was enough to split mountains and crack rocks, and it chopped down madly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

The air exploded with a deafening roar under these series of heavy blows. The powerful murderous aura surged like a violent storm, cutting the surrounding air into pieces.

Under this force, the embroidered robe on Shen Qing's body turned into flying pieces, revealing his skin that was tightly attached to the clothes.

The fight between the two men became more and more intense as swords flashed and shadows clashed. Every collision caused ripples of vibration visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, there was a dull "puff" sound.

Shen Qing was unable to dodge and was hit by the knife.

His iron-hard skin was easily broken like paper. Blood gushed out instantly, staining his clothes red. The wound was torn and flesh was exposed, which was shocking to see.

Shen Qing was not flustered by this.

He used the Great Void Movement Technique to distance himself from Xue Zhao, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Technique in his body suddenly started to work.

The wound was suddenly filled with crystal luster, and golden light continued to bloom from it, full of sacred energy.

Under this radiance, those hideous wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Granulation tissue grew, and they quickly healed and returned to their original state.

As a general in the court, Xue Zhao naturally had an extraordinary vision. He recognized at a glance that the martial arts method used by Shen Qing was an unparalleled magical skill.

Considering the recent rumors that Shen Qing has been constantly going in and out of the royal armory, it is likely that he has made some significant gains in the armory this time.

If he could obtain such a skill, it would definitely become the foundation of the Xue family, enough to make up for the loss of their offspring.

Xue Zhao was so excited that he wanted to take this precious skill for himself. He said condescendingly: "Your skill is quite amazing. If you are willing to hand it over, I can give you a decent death! How about it?" (End of this chapter)