Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 42: Life and Death Battle 1
"You" Bai Youpeng wanted to curse him, but when the words came to his lips, the fishy and sweet blood that came out of his throat made him unable to speak.

As a eunuch, although he knew that what he said was a lie, the weakest part of his heart was still defeated. Under such a double blow of physical and psychological blow, his eyes opened as big as copper bells, and finally his body collapsed limply, and he died with his eyes open.

Ye Beixuan's Qi-sensing Technique had discovered the weakness of his boyhood kung fu a long time ago. The reason why he kept feinting was to deceive them so that he could trade injuries for lives and kill him in one fell swoop.

"Bei Xuan." Jiang Yunshang's eyes were red, and tears as crystal clear as pearls rolled down.

She tore the strips of cloth from her skirt, poured some healing medicine on it, and wrapped it around Ye Beixuan's left shoulder in circles, her movements light and gentle.

"Don't cry." Ye Beixuan touched her face comfortingly, and gently wiped away her tears with his thumb.

"Well, I won't cry anymore. I won't cry again from now on." Jiang Yunshang nodded in response with sobs in her voice.

This was the third time she cried. The first time was when she was born, the second time was when her mother died, and this would be the last time she cried in her life.

After bandaging it, Ye Beixuan said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

After saying that, the two of them supported each other and continued to walk out of the city.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

At the edge of the path out of Yunfu County, a man covered in black energy was being suppressed by the City God Zhang Youbo. Already seriously injured, he was completely unable to break through Zhang Youbo's defense line.

"Hmph! Are you the evil person who attacked me?" Zhang Youbo asked with a cold snort.

"Ambush you?" the black-clothed man said with some disdain, "If I weren't seriously injured, there would be no need to attack you."

He was extremely depressed. He had planned everything, but how could he meet that crazy woman from Goddess Peak?

"No matter what, you are no longer able to threaten Yunfu County at this moment," said Zhang Youbo.

"Hahahaha, so what if I can't get through? Someone will naturally go and kill her, and it's someone you wouldn't expect." The man in black said smugly, "They've probably already fought each other by now! Do you think a mortal can defeat a cultivator?"

Zhang Youbo's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "Haha, underestimating that person was the biggest mistake of your life."

The man in black's expression changed slightly when he heard this. What did he mean by this?
"You are a demon who dares to interfere in the mortal world. You deserve to be killed." An angry shout immediately attracted the two people. Turning their heads, they saw that it was the hero Yan from the Xuanxin sect.

the other side.

At the end of the path out of the city, a bright light of hope shines outside the city. It is the light emitted by the battle between the secret guards and the ambushing killers, just like their light of hope.

At the end of the path, there stood a man in official uniform. He was tall but very thin, and the uniform was a bit worn. He was holding a book of sages in his hand, but it exuded a sour and pedantic air.

Light footsteps were heard, and the sound of footsteps rubbing against the weeds was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

The wind whistled past, blowing the wild grass and wormwood that were more than a meter tall to one side as if they were smoothed by a giant hand.

Li Tianlei was the prime minister under Emperor Jiang Yunshang's grandfather. He devoted himself to the country and the people until his death, and was given a state funeral after his death.

He was also chosen by Xuanxin Sect as the City God of Yunfu County. Finally, he completed his merits and was brought to Xuanxin Sect to practice Taoism. Now he is only half a step away from becoming a physical body.

Unexpectedly, such a kind-hearted person would eventually degenerate into collusion with the evildoers.

Ye Beixuan tried to control his drooping left hand, but found he couldn't lift it. He frowned slightly. His meridians were damaged, and his bones were cracked. He was afraid it would be difficult to recover in the short term.

He looked at the pedantic scholar who exuded a dangerous aura, and suddenly understood in his heart, this is a cultivator, a real cultivator.

The oppressive feeling in the air made Ye Beixuan feel as if he couldn't breathe.

"He seems to be an official. Do you know him?"

Jiang Yunshang was helping him tidy up his clothes and wrap the cloth around his wound tighter. When she was asked this question suddenly, she subconsciously turned her head to look.

"He seemed to have seen it before, but he couldn't remember where it was. But his official uniform." Yes, this was the prime minister's official uniform, but he was not the prime minister of the current dynasty!
She was not born when Li Tianlei died, so she had never seen him, but she recognized his official uniform.

"What happened to the official uniform?"

"He is wearing the prime minister's official uniform." Jiang Yunshang said in a puzzled tone.

The Prime Minister's official uniform? Ye Beixuan suddenly realized something, and his pupils shrank. Could it be that he, like the City God, had also been granted an imperial title? Was he the Prime Minister of the previous generation?

He clenched the flying knife, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and it went straight towards Li Tianlei. At the same time, his figure flashed, and the iron sword in his hand also stabbed straight forward with the force of thunder.

Li Tianlei stretched out his finger and flicked the floating dead leaf. The dead leaf immediately flew away with a sound of breaking through the air and hit the flying knife as if striking back.

Snapped! ! !
The flying knife suddenly deviated from its trajectory and hit a huge rock behind him, making a harsh friction sound and then the whole body was immersed in it.

Facing Ye Beixuan's cold thrust, he remained calm and stretched out two fingers without dodging or evading, directly clamping the iron sword. The sword's momentum was blocked and could no longer advance an inch.

Ye Beixuan made a prompt decision, gave up the iron sword and retreated violently. He pulled off his belt and swung it, and suddenly countless flying knives shot out.

"Yeah," Li Tianlei nodded in approval. If not for a cultivator, no mortal could survive this move.

He smiled indifferently and waved his hand lightly. Suddenly, countless dead leaves flew into the air. The dead leaves that usually broke into pieces when people stepped on them now became deadly weapons.

Ding ding ding. A series of crisp metallic sounds were heard, and all the flying knives were forcibly changed their trajectories and sank into the huge rock behind him.

The flying knife was broken, and countless dead leaves, wrapped in air currents, attacked Ye Beixuan with overwhelming force.

Ye Beixuan somersaulted and rolled to the ground to avoid the attack, but at the same time he felt a sharp pain in his left leg as a dead leaf hit him.

"Yes, if you practice Taoism, you will definitely achieve great results." He nodded with more appreciation, then waved his hand, and a powerful airflow swept over, knocking Ye Beixuan, who was still lying on the ground, high into the air.

At the same time, he flicked his finger, and a dead leaf hit his right leg, and another one directly penetrated his chest.

pat!

Ye Beixuan fell heavily from the sky into the tall and thick wormwood, and his life or death was unknown.

"Bei Xuan." Jiang Yunshang exclaimed, and at the same time ran towards the artemisia, but just as she was about to get close, a figure stopped her.

After Ye Beixuan was shot down, Li Tianlei never looked at him again. Instead, he turned around and walked towards Jiang Yunshang with his hands behind his back, bowing and saying, "Old minister, I greet Her Royal Highness the Princess."

(End of this chapter)