You call this the way of the sword?

Fengtian was thus established, and the plan officially began.

The first step is to take the stage and make an appearance.

For Fengtian to emerge into the world, it needs a stage.

The stage cannot be too small, otherwise it will be difficult to establish authority; nor can it be too large, otherwise the situation will get out of control.

Therefore, after discussion, following Yang Qingfeng's initial idea, they set their sights on Yuncheng, the rear stronghold of the Green Lions.

"Yuncheng is located in the northwest of the Pingchuan battlefield. Further west, you can reach the heart of the demon race. Along the way, there are no fewer than a dozen other demon race strongholds of varying sizes."

"This is equivalent to using Fengtian as a sword, without any scruples, to pierce straight into the heart of the demon race."

Inside the room, Qiao Lie, like a commander, made the final decision.

Lu Jingling, who was standing nearby, was terrified. She timidly raised her hand and asked, "Won't this be very dangerous? I heard that demons and ghosts will do anything to protect their strongholds..."

Before Lu Jingling could finish speaking, Qiao Lie raised his hand to interrupt her, "Don't consider the possibility of failure, but rather look for every possible way to succeed. That's what the Master taught us, have you forgotten?"

Qiao Lie scanned the crowd and said in a firm voice, "If we successfully capture Yuncheng, it will surely shake the entire Pingchuan. If we also eliminate other strongholds on the way back, the demons and ghosts will be severely damaged and will surely be enraged, and a great war will begin from there."

"But as Lu Jingling said, we will be the first to suffer the most ferocious revenge from the demons and ghosts, and it is uncertain whether we can return safely. Therefore, there are two things that must be done."

"First, inform the military of the operation and request their assistance in preparing for battle."

"Secondly, in the early stages of the siege, only a small number of sword spirits are used. When retreating, the forces are concentrated again after the initial encounter, using terror to intimidate and deter the pursuing troops from making any rash moves."

"I'll handle the negotiations with the military. Any other issues?"

"have!"

Lin Tong immediately replied, then, supporting the masked man, he uttered, "If we split up, I probably can't beat anyone. I'm afraid of dying."

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

After a long while, Xiao Bingning and Jiang Yuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lin Tong embodies the phrase "saying the softest words with the hardest tongue."

Qiao Wanyi and Lu Jingling silently turned their heads away.

As classmates, they were more familiar with Lin Tong's personality and had become accustomed to his art style.

But this also made me feel even more ashamed.

Especially since Xiao Bingning and Jiang Yuan are not members of Wendao Caotang and are still considered outsiders, it's truly embarrassing for their own brothers to act silly in front of outsiders.

Little did they know that Lin Tong wasn't joking, and Qiao Lie, who was known for his fiery temper, didn't lose his temper either. Instead, he looked thoughtfully at Yang Qingfeng and asked, "Is everything alright?"

Yang Qingfeng nodded and raised his hand to release 10 sword masters.

The swordsman appeared, and the light and shadow of his sword followed.

"This is the Sword Master. With it by your side, you'll be able to handle most demons and ghosts."

In the blink of an eye, 300 Soul Swords had filled the entire room.

Lin Tong gasped, then immediately changed his tune, saying, "I'm invincible, do as you please."

"And what about yourself?"

Qiao Wanyi quickly grabbed Yang Qingfeng, her expression worried.

Yang Qingfeng smiled and shook his head. "I don't need protection. If you hadn't come, I would have already taken down the Green Lion's stronghold. It wouldn't have been that difficult."

Qiao Lie laughed and scolded, "You're so arrogant. If a few high-level smugglers come, let's see how you run away."

"Besides, what benefits can there be in going it alone? Only by working together to do things perfectly can we ask our superiors for the biggest benefits. Let's not talk about the distant future; as long as we win this battle, I guarantee you will achieve a 100% Dao Body Ascension."

Ever since being ripped off by a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), Yang Qingfeng no longer likes eating crepes. However, the crepe that Qiao Lie drew is very realistic, and there's a high probability that he can actually eat it.

After that, Qiao Lie broke down the plan to each person and then went to negotiate with the military on his own.

For a mere newcomer to dream of discussing military cooperation with the military seems like a pipe dream, but the people from Fengtian are not ordinary newcomers.

In Qiao Lie's words, one is the top scorer in the national exam, and the other is incredibly wealthy. The lives of Yang Qingfeng and Xiao Bingning alone are enough to attract the military's attention.

As for the specifics of how to proceed and what the consequences might be, the Qiao and Jiang families will be there to cover it.

Since Yang Qingfeng was unfamiliar with this aspect, he entrusted it to Qiao Lie, while he led everyone outside the city to help the Sword Soul Sword Masters put on their uniforms, dividing them into four groups.

Qiao Wanyi and Xiao Bingning formed one group, while Lin Tong and Jiang Yuan each formed another group. Each group had exactly 60 sword spirits and 3 sword masters, enough to clear all obstacles along the way.

As planned, Yang Qingfeng went to Yuncheng alone. Before setting off, he stood in the air and looked back. He saw his cloak fluttering in the wind and his bamboo hat concealing his presence.

The three groups of soldiers from Fengtian swept across the sky and land, their faces contorted in a ferocious grimace. They surged forth like a vast, raging torrent, yet remained silent, giving the impression of being acting on the mandate of Heaven.

"How did it turn out like this?"

"I just wanted to practice my cultivation level..."

Yang Qingfeng scratched his mask and began to silently mourn for the demons in his heart.

…………

Green Lion Stronghold, Yuncheng.

In a certain residence, the sound of a door being pushed open suddenly rang out.

The young man in the room suddenly sprang up and frantically pulled out a teleportation crystal.

The young man with the green lion stopped at the doorway, then chuckled and said, "What's wrong with our famous Young Master Duan?"

The young Night Ghost, named Duan Kang, is one of the top rising stars among the Night Ghosts this year. He is also the young prince of the Night Ghost Clan, making him a man of extraordinary status.

That's why he was able to survive the sword explosion and contact the Blue Lions' direct descendants.

Qing Shi walked into the room, looked at the crystal in Duan Kang's hand, and said with a strange expression, "You called me over in such a hurry just to show me this?"

Only after seeing the other person's appearance clearly did Duan Kang relax a little, but only a little.

He didn't even put the crystal away, grabbing the blue lion and urging, "Quickly use your authority to open a passage and come with me. We can't stay here any longer!"

Anyone with eyes could see that Duan Kang was terrified.

The blue lion frowned. "Don't rush, tell me what happened first."

Duan Kang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but Qing Shi insisted on asking, so he could only suppress his panic and tell him what had happened.

Despite his best efforts to suppress his fear, Duan Kang's eyes still betrayed his deep dread when he spoke of how his four teammates had been instantly killed and vaporized.

Yang Qingfeng had no idea that his simple phrase, "You're lucky," had terrified Duan Kang.

Duan Kang's mind was filled with the final moment, the sight of that Shura-like figure suddenly looking at him. At that time, he was still invisible, which made it even more terrifying.

Duan Kang knew very well that if the other party hadn't held back, he would have been dead long ago!

But why did Fengtian want to keep him? Was it really because Heaven wanted to keep him?

Duan Kang naturally wouldn't believe such nonsense. He suspected that Fengtian had a bigger scheme in sparing his life, such as keeping him to lead the way to kill more demons and ghosts.

So when he arrived in Yuncheng, he didn't dare return to his own stronghold...

Qing Shi had no idea what Duan Kang'an was thinking. He just looked at the trembling Duan Kang, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. "Are you sure... what you're seeing isn't an illusion?"

"How is that possible?!"

Duan Kang emphasized, somewhat agitatedly, "They're all dead! They're all dead! How could it be a hallucination!"

The blue lion shook his head, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopped arguing.

In his view, Duan Kang was most likely terrified by hallucinations. The reason he was so certain was because of the restrictions imposed by the rules of the battlefield.

If Fengtian wasn't a stowaway, his level would be below 30, and even with high skill damage, he couldn't cause a large-scale instant kill unless it was an illusion technique capable of killing.

Last year's "Spirit Slaughter" involved killing people in a dream.

Thinking of Ling Tu, Qing Shi felt a sense of unease and muttered to himself, "We still haven't found the little thief from Chang Yuan, and now there's another one from Feng Tian, ​​plus the top of the kill list, who I heard is their national champion, and he hasn't shown up yet..."

"These three guys can't be allowed to cause trouble like they did last year. We absolutely can't let them get together and cause trouble."