After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 197 Han Chuiyuan

With Mu Qingxia and Mei Yan both captured, there is now no one in the Mei residence who can stop Hu Ruian and his group.

Under the control of the Life and Death Talisman, Mei Yan was even more unable to resist, and he spoke without reservation, revealing everything that should and should not be said.

As orders personally issued by Mei Yan were dispatched from the Mei residence, the Tianjin Guards in the city took the lead in taking action, setting off overnight for Lanzhou.

As for the Tianjin Guards in other cities and towns of Shengzhou, they will also receive messages from the flying falcons and act according to the orders issued by Mei Yan.

……

At the garrison in Shengzhou, atop a towering arrow tower, stood a middle-aged man, over fifty years old, with his hands behind his back.

The night was as dark as ink, and the wind howled.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a black casual suit, his robes fluttering in the wind. He did not wear a military knife at his waist, but only a bronze tiger tally.

His gaze was like a blade slicing through the darkness before him, piercing straight towards the distant lights of the city.

At that moment, a figure swiftly emerged from the darkness, lightly ascended the watchtower, knelt down behind him, and said:

"General, the Yuan, Zhu, and Cen families have all been destroyed and turned into a sea of ​​fire. I'm afraid the Baili family will also be hard-pressed to escape this fate."

The moment he finished speaking, Han Chuiyuan turned his gaze to the direction of the Baili family, where a burst of flames suddenly rose into the sky, illuminating the area with a fiery glow.

At this moment, the bronze bells hanging from the eaves of the arrow tower rang in the wind, and a strange look flashed across Han Chuiyuan's iron-cast, cold face.

Immediately, he took out a yellow silk letter from his bosom, and with a flick of his wrist, the letter flew toward the kneeling man, who then caught it.

"Leave the city tonight and deliver this letter to the imperial palace."

Han Chuiyuan spoke calmly, while the figure in the darkness hesitated for a moment before saying:
"General, that man wiped out four major families in such a short time. He must be here for the Murong family. Moreover, his strength is probably unimaginable. We should retreat and avoid his sharp edge for now."

Upon hearing this, Han Chuiyuan remained silent, his gaze fixed on the direction of the four major families in the state capital.

Just then, an owl swept across the top of the barricade, its wings lifting his robes and causing the tiger tally at his waist to sway gently, creating a clanging sound like the clanging of metal clashing in the deathly silence of the night.

Han Chuiyuan suddenly sighed and said:
“Take a closer look. The Murong family, the number one martial arts family in Shengzhou, has been destroyed, and the other four major martial arts families have been turned into a sea of ​​fire.”

As he spoke, Han Chuiyuan glanced back at the figure in the darkness behind him and said:
"Who do you think is the biggest winner in Shengzhou right now?"

The figure in the darkness remained silent for a moment, then cupped his hands and said:

“Of course it is you, General. After tonight, what Jianghu force in the entire Shengzhou can rival us? As long as we take over the power of the five major families tomorrow, the entire Shengzhou will be under your command.”

Upon hearing this, Han Chuiyuan revealed a meaningful smile, then slowly turned his head and said calmly:

“You’re mistaken. I, Han, have spent my life on the battlefield. Although I have selfish desires, I have no ambition. I have never thought about controlling Shengzhou.”

The figure in the darkness frowned, and at that moment, Han Chuiyuan waved his hand and gave the order:
"You go."

Upon hearing this, the figure glanced at Han Chuiyuan's retreating figure and asked:

"The general isn't leaving?"

Han Chuiyuan gently shook his head and said:
"I have done what I needed to do. I have never deserted in my life. A general dies in a hundred battles. No matter who it is, no matter how strong they are, they can never make me back down even a fraction!" Upon hearing this, the dark figure paused slightly, but ultimately said nothing more, bowing and saying:
"Your subordinate will certainly fulfill the general's entrustment."

After saying this, the figure swayed and drifted down towards the arrow tower, then disappeared into the night.

At this moment, Han Chuiyuan turned his head slightly and looked in the direction leading to the city gate.

There, a group of people, disguised and escorting a group of women, children, and the elderly, were quietly and quickly leaving the city under the cover of night.

After a long while, Han Chuiyuan slowly withdrew his gaze and then looked towards the towering flames in the city.

"I, Han, have always believed in the principle of attacking and killing others. Sitting idly by and waiting to die is not my style."

Han Chuiyuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The next moment, he rose up from the ground, and the terrifying true energy emanating from his body directly crushed the arrow tower beneath him into fragments and caused it to collapse.

At this moment, Han Chuiyuan stood in mid-air in the darkness of the night, reaching out to grasp.

In an instant, a deafening clang of metal clashing suddenly arose in a hall below. Then, a streak of azure light pierced through the hall and instantly fell into Han Chuiyuan's hand.

Han Chuiyuan glanced at the spear in his hand, and in the next instant, his figure vanished from the spot, heading straight towards the Baili family.

Murong Xiaoya, who was originally heading to the Han residence, seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped in the pitch-black night, turning her head to look.

A chill flashed in her bright eyes, and she immediately turned and disappeared.

“韩垂渊！”

A cold voice came from mid-air, and Han Chuiyuan, who was charging towards the Baili family, suddenly looked up.

Without uttering any unnecessary words, he stepped into the air, his figure tearing through the sky like a black lightning bolt.

Then, the Azure Dragon Spear, shrouded in azure light, suddenly thrust out, its tip blazing with a cold light that pierced the night, seemingly capable of penetrating mountains, exuding boundless killing intent and unparalleled sharpness!
This spear strike was like a blue dragon emerging from the earth. Before the spear even arrived, the air in front of it was already compressed into a rolling shockwave. Wherever it passed, the true energy of heaven and earth surged wildly with the force of the spear, as if trying to annihilate everything.

Murong Xiaoya's figure appeared in mid-air, her skin flowing with crimson-gold fire patterns, and the phantom of the Vermilion Bird faintly appearing behind her. With a flap of her wings, she scattered a sky full of flowing fire.

Faced with the terrifying spear light that pierced through the air, Murong Xiaoya remained calm and simply extended a finger and pressed it down.

boom--!
A line of fire shot out from her fingertips, and the moment it collided with the tip of the spear, a blinding crimson and blue light exploded, and the shockwave completely engulfed the space within a radius of a hundred feet!
At that moment, Han Chuiyuan's spear technique suddenly changed. The Azure Dragon Spear suddenly split into hundreds of phantom images, each spear as solid as a substance, pointing out streaks of azure starlight, forming a killing net.

At this moment, cracks appeared in the surrounding blazing space, as if it could not withstand this extreme sharpness!
Murong Xiaoya remained expressionless. The phantom of the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and swept downwards, distorting and steaming the air. The so-called killing net was silently annihilated in a fleeting flash of crimson-gold flame.

The azure-gold dragon spear in Han Chuiyuan's hand twisted silently, its body glowing crimson, before melting into strands of bright red liquid that flowed down from mid-air.

Upon seeing this, Han Chuiyuan's eyes revealed a look of horror, while Murong Xiaoya's black robe fluttered wildly, and the space around her was burned, twisted, and collapsed by flames, turning into a terrifying vortex.

She gazed at Han Chuiyuan and slowly began to speak:

"You deserve to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of fire streaked across the scalding hot liquid and flowed into Han Chuiyuan's body, starting to burn from his arm and then spreading to other parts of his body.

(End of this chapter)