Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Qi Luosheng shook his head: "I am not Lord Jiuqiansheng, you have mistaken me for someone else."

Seeing that he was still arguing, Yi Qixing was furious: "You have to defeat me first before you are qualified to let him draw his sword. Let's go out."

"Oh? Then I'll kill you first."

The three of them left the tavern and came to a deserted forest.

"Look at the knife!"

The man in the dog-head mask held a strange bone knife, the blade of which resembled a complete wild dog skeleton and exuded a nauseating, bloody stench.

Yi Qixing snorted coldly, drew his sword, Zao Xue, and unleashed a shocking sword aura that struck his opponent.

Keng!

As soon as their swords clashed, Yi Qixing knew that the person in front of him was his lifelong rival. He was on guard and made his move with even more composure.

"Ouch~~"

Suddenly, the barking of dogs echoed across the wilderness in the dark night.

Upon hearing the sound, the dog-faced swordsman moved instantly, his figure rising in a flash, swift as a meteor, fast as a storm, one strike transforming into ten, and ten strikes into countless variations.

Caught off guard, Yi Qixing was stabbed in the left arm, and his whisk fell to the ground.

In a split second of crisis, Jiang Shan Yan Dao made his move, and Qi Luo Sheng, in order to save Yi Qi Xing, went straight for the dog-faced swordsman's vital points.

"Sword sweeps across the dust of a thousand autumns!"

"Sever the Jiangshan Reversal!"

After escaping the siege, the seven cultivators used their two techniques in perfect unison and launched a fierce joint attack on the enemy.

"Hehehehe, come on!"

As if provoked, the dog-faced swordsman unleashed an indescribable bestiality as his bone sword danced, making his movements faster and his intent more ferocious.

As Yi Qixing and Qi Luosheng locked eyes, though they remained silent, they understood each other perfectly. One attacked while the other defended, one advanced while the other retreated, causing the dog-faced swordsman to suffer a setback.

"Interesting, truly interesting, a celestial dog swallowing the moon!"

Unable to contain his ferocity, the dog-faced swordsman leaped into the air, his swirling figure stirring up endless sandstorms that obscured the sky and moon.

Sensing the powerful killing intent, Qi Luosheng drew her sword in a flash, while Yi Qi unleashed her sword with effortless grace; their ultimate techniques were displayed once more.

"A Glimpse of the Landscape: The End!"

"The Sword of Original Aspiration!"

In an instant, the wind and clouds shifted rapidly, the world changed color, and the clash of swords and the shadows of spears shocked thousands of miles away, causing the desolate wilderness to crumble.

Meanwhile, Yan Dao and Zao Xue simultaneously pierced the chest and abdomen of the dog-faced swordsman.

The bone blade bypassed Qi Luosheng and slashed Yi Qixing.

"Danger!"

Qi Luosheng spun around, blocking the bone knife first. With two cracking sounds, one of his arms and one leg were broken and tendons severed.

"brother!"

Yi Qixing cried out in pain and lunged at Qi Luosheng.

"Peerless prodigy, your time to return has come."

Just then, a bolt of lightning flashed, and a person appeared in the lightning, kidnapping Yi Qixing.

Qi Luosheng collapsed to the ground with a thud, his white clothes stained with crimson blood.

"Hehehehe, is this what you are now?"

Ignoring his own wounds, the dog-faced swordsman walked up to Qi Luosheng and bent down to examine his expression.

“I do not know what you want. If it is a swordsmanship contest, Qiluo’s skills are inferior, so you have won.”

What do I want?

The dog-faced swordsman pulled Qi Luosheng up: "I want you to be my dog, good dog, obedient dog, let's go."

Chapter 203 Huang Quan Murders, Fang Mei Saves Lives

The Battle Cloud Realm, a place I haven't set foot in for a very, very long time.

Yi Qixing was so concerned about Qi Luosheng that he didn't want to stay for even a moment longer.

Yu Yu Tianjiao stopped him: "I have seen your battle situation. If you want to win, I can use the power of the Battle Cloud Realm to avenge you."

"No need. I will give you the crystal, but you must give me back my freedom."

"Freedom? As the royal family of the War Cloud Realm, how can you abandon your people?"

But then Yi Qixing suddenly shouted and slammed his palm down, breaking the restriction. The Chaos Crystal that Zhan Yun Realm had been searching for finally appeared in the world.

"Take it!"

Yi Qi threw the crystal towards Yu Yu Tianjiao, then jumped down and rushed towards the desolate forest.

There were few traces of people, and a light drizzle was falling.

Apart from the bloodstains that were fading with each passing rain, there was no trace of Qi Luosheng.

He went to Yuyang River again. The river was the same as before, and the painted boat was still there, but the familiar figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother!"

Yi Qixing shouted to the vast river, but only the endless sound of the river answered him.

At the same time, Jun Shepo arrived at the main hall of the Liewu Altar. There were three more corpses on the altar, and three candles were extinguished.

The Nine Fiends of the Fierce Martial Altar have all passed away: the eldest of the Han Dynasty, Ju Ye Feng Tan, Hen Jiang Yue, Yan Ru Hong, and Fang Chun Qiu.

Besides Ju Yefengtan dying at the hands of Yi Qixing, Hen Jiangyue dying at Tiandu, Qiu Hong and his wife, as well as the eldest brother of the Zhaohan family, all died from the same sword technique. This sword technique was strange and brutal, but Jun Shepo was certain that it was not Qi Luosheng's sword technique.

There are many knife users in Tiandu, could this person be from Tiandu?

The remaining four candles flickered slightly, and suddenly, a strange gust of wind blew them all out.

Jun Shepo sat in the darkness for a long time.

Yu Longtian has been at Youmeng Xuanhu recently, researching the key to the beacon fire with Yi Ye Shu. Hearing that it has reached the test flight stage, this matter should not be disturbed.

Of the Nine Fiends of the Fierce Martial Altar, only Fengxue Yiluchan, Xinglanggong, Zuokou Caizi, and myself remain. If the murderer is targeting the Fierce Martial Altar, then the remaining brothers are the target.

Jun Shepo composed himself with heavy emotions and headed to Xiyushan Temple.

Halfway there, Junshepo stopped.

"Those who were following you, you may come out now."

"Hehehe, I originally intended to save you for last, but your shrewdness hastened your journey to the underworld."

Jun Shepo turned around, and the person before him was none other than Hen Qiangu.

“I had my suspicions about you, but the weapon you used was not a real knife, and your moves were different from the wounds that killed the three people, which made me let you go.”

"Regret? It's too late for regrets. Kill!"

Accompanied by a chilling killing intent, came the even colder, more ruthless, transformation into a divine sharpness.

Jun Shepo lightly touched the ground with his toes and quickly retreated several steps, the scroll in his hand transforming into a long sword.

"Sword light is dazzling, drink!"

Suddenly, the sword light was as white as snow, a gentle breeze swept across the face, and an extraordinary sword intent emanated from within, engulfing the entire wilderness.

The two soldiers clashed with a sharp, resounding crash, and Jun Shepo retreated several steps.

In recent years, I have been busy with the affairs of the Beacon Fire Military Assessment Platform and have also devoted myself to taking care of the Imperial Dragon Heaven. Unknowingly, I have neglected my martial arts.

At this moment, Jun Shepo felt a pang of regret. He didn't care about his own life or death, but he had to go back alive and tell his elder brother about Hen Qiangu's conspiracy.

Jun Shepo was certain that the target of the series of events at the Fierce Martial Altar was not the Nine Fiends, but the Imperial Dragon Heaven.

"A wild goose leaves its footprints on the snow!"

With his ultimate move, Jun Shepo channeled his full inner energy and unleashed the strongest sword strike of his life.

In an instant, snowflakes flew like a waterfall, freezing the world, and everything around seemed to solidify, turning into ice sculptures and snow pillars.

"As expected of Nanmian's loyal lackey."

The traces, seemingly smiling yet not smiling, gradually froze over the ages.

Jun Shepo had no will to fight and fled at top speed. Ten miles away was Xiyu Mountain Temple.

We will meet with the wind and snow along the way, and then eliminate this scourge.

Unexpectedly, just as Jun Shepo turned around, Hen Qiangu broke through the ice and soared into the sky.

"Tengu swallows the moon!"

A wild and bloody aura slashed towards Jun Shepo.

With nowhere to hide, Jun Shepo fell forward.

Hen Qiangu revealed the same bloody smile, and with a swift and powerful strike, he once again aimed for Jun Shepo.

Suddenly, a mighty sword aura flew from afar and collided with Shen Rui.

Sonorous!

The clash of weapons echoed across the wilderness.

"Ok?"

"A gentle breeze caresses the bamboo, cleansing its heart; bright eyes gaze upon the autumn waters; a beauty sits, playing the strings; a guest arrives, but the listener's heart remains unmoved."

The newcomer was a woman, dressed in a pink silk robe, holding the Nine Heavens Spirit Sword, graceful and elegant as she descended.

The woman helped Jun Shepo up and shouted, "What are your intentions in trying to kill us all?"

"Mind your own business! If you don't leave, I'll kill you too!"

"I'd like to learn from your nine needle techniques."

With a flick of her sword, the woman unleashed a tremendous force that surged forth, drawing upon the stars and the moon, and resonating with the heavens.