Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

Seeing his men die a horrible death, Murong Bo roared in fury:

"Fools! This is an army! Crossbows are not child's play! How can you dodge in the air? Charge from the ground!"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Shield Formation, activate!"

As the Xuanwu Legion's giant shield formation closed again, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan had already charged into the formation.

Guan Guan and Shi Feixuan stood guard inside the shield formation, ready to intercept and kill the grandmaster. Since Su Qingfeng told them not to worry, the two focused on dealing with the enemy before them.

"Su Qingfeng, prepare to die!"

"Who?! Who ambushed me?"

Murong Bo rushed to Su Qingfeng's vicinity and saw layers of soldiers guarding her. He was about to clear out the soldiers first, but before he could make a move, a flying knife shot into his arm—if he hadn't reacted quickly, the flying knife would have already pierced his throat.

Li** used his lightness skill to gracefully land in front of the army, blocking Murong Bo's path.

"Are you Li Xunhuan, the Flying Dagger Master? Why did you save Wu Xiangjun, Su Qingfeng?"

Li** remained calm and said indifferently:

"For no reason other than I can't stand what you're doing."

Murong Bo immediately became alert. He had long heard of the legend of Little Li's Flying Dagger, and if he was not careful today, he might perish here.

He cannot die here before his great cause is accomplished.

"Li**, you're only at the early stage of Grandmaster, why get involved in this mess? Be careful you don't end up losing yourself too."

Li** took out another throwing knife and held it in his hand slowly.

"I'm not sure if I'll die, but you'll definitely die here today." Murong Bo looked at Li**, who was unwilling to back down, with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, I am a mid-stage Grandmaster. Although your Little Li Flying Dagger is hard to defend against, my Star Shift technique is just the right counter to you."

"Let's see if Little Li's Flying Dagger is stronger, or if the Shifting Stars technique is more powerful."

"Cousin, kill this disgusting Murong Bo!" Lin Shiyin shouted loudly as soon as she saw Li** appear.

"Shiyin, be careful in there. Su Qingfeng, I'll settle the score with you later." Li** first showed concern for Lin Shiyin, then noticed that Su Qingfeng was still holding her, and couldn't help but angrily warn him.

"Brother Li is too kind," Su Qingfeng said with a smile, not taking it to heart. Since Li** had come to the rescue, given his character, this matter would surely end peacefully.

Seeing Li** speaking to Su Qingfeng right in front of him, Murong Bo was enraged and immediately attacked: "You dare to ignore me at a time like this? You're courting death! Canhe Finger!"

laugh--

boom!boom!

Murong Bo flipped the throwing knife back, laughing triumphantly, "Hahaha, Little Li Flying Dagger Li**, now you know that 'Shifting Stars' is your nemesis, right?"

"Really? Then try again and see if you can withstand this blow."

laugh--

"Ah! How is this possible... How can your throwing knife be so fast?!"

Seeing Murong Bo injured again, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh, "Idiot, haven't you heard of 'Little Li's Flying Dagger, never missing its mark'?"

He looked at Li**, a surge of excitement welling up inside him. He hadn't expected to be able to sense the trajectory of Little Li's flying dagger—how could he do it without internal energy?

If you can sense throwing knives, you should also be able to sense Murong Bo's attacks. That way, you can immediately use teleportation to escape if you encounter danger in the future.

Su Qingfeng suspected that it was the teleportation fragment that made his mental power exceptionally strong, allowing him to detect the trajectory of the flying knife. After all, he could teleport freely within a kilometer.

"Crossbows ready—fire!"

Seeing another grandmaster approaching, Su Qingfeng immediately gave an order.

Whoosh whoosh—

Ding ding ding ding—

"Crossfire, exhaust him! Long-range troops are ready to attack at any time, no need to wait for my orders."

boom!

Oh no, Xiao Yuanshan is here too... If Li Qiushui doesn't show up soon, we're really doomed today. If I'd known this would happen, I should have brought the army straight into Xingzilin. Now, even if reinforcements arrive, they'll probably only be there to collect my corpse.

Murong Bo pressed his wound and said to Li**, "Li**, we have two Grandmasters on our side now. You probably won't survive this time. If you leave now, we can let it go, and you can take your cousin with you."

Murong Bo knew that dealing with Li** would be no easy task; his Little Li Flying Dagger technique was truly unpredictable, and a slight mistake could lead to death. Murong Bo could only hope that Li** would leave on his own.

Upon hearing Murong Bo's words, Lin Shiyin hugged Su Qingfeng tightly and shouted to Li**, "Cousin, don't agree to that disgusting person! You must save Su Qingfeng this time!"

Li** replied in a deep voice, "Don't worry, my cousin will save him."

He took a deep breath, a throwing knife already appearing between his fingers, his eyes wide with vigilance as he watched Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan. Before him stood two Grandmasters; Li Yu had never before fought to the death against experts of such caliber. If this battle succeeded, the name of Little Li's Flying Dagger would surely resound even brighter, and his ranking on the weapon ranking list might even rise a few more points in the future.

Just as Li** was confronting Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, the grandmaster who had just entered the arena, unable to defeat Su Qingfeng after a long attack, turned around and rushed towards the location of Su Yan, Huang Rong and the others.

Su Qingfeng's heart tightened upon seeing this. He was already worried that Murong Bo would target him, which was why he had specifically asked Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Min, Huang Rong, and others to seek refuge near the Emei Sect. Now that the Grandmaster had turned away, there was probably no one there who could stop him. Su Qingfeng looked in Su Yan's direction, about to use teleportation to rush to the rescue, when he saw an elegant figure suddenly appear and block the Grandmaster's path.

The woman was beautiful and had a graceful demeanor. Su Qingfeng felt she looked very familiar, especially her dress, which seemed to have appeared somewhere before. Although he couldn't quite place it, Su Qingfeng was still grateful—if she hadn't intervened in time, he probably would have revealed his divine-level skill.

"Soul, wandering dragon—"

It turned out that the one who lent a helping hand was none other than Dongjun Yanfei of the Yin-Yang School. She had been secretly observing the battle situation on Wu Xiangjun Su Qingfeng's side, constantly looking for an opportunity to approach him. Seeing that two Grandmasters intended to harm Su Qingfeng, she originally intended to show herself to help, even though she knew she was no match for them, she could at least buy them some time. However, when she caught sight of one of the Grandmasters turning to kill Su Qingfeng's daughter, she immediately stopped hiding and flew to block him.

Murong Bo's men were about to pounce on Su Yan and the women when a woman suddenly appeared before them. Before he could react, her hand seals were already formed, and her attack followed:

"Soul, wandering dragon!"

A golden light surged from Yan Fei's palm, transforming into the shape of a golden crow, and rushed straight towards the grandmaster.

"boom--"

The grandmaster was sent flying backward by the blow, retreating several feet.

Dongjun Yanfei placed her hands clasped in front of her, her expression cold as she stared at the Grandmaster she had injured. The man clutched his wound, coughed a few times, and demanded, "Why are you blocking my way, you people of the Yin-Yang School?"

Dongjun Yanfei replied indifferently, "You mere nobody, do you even dare to ask me? Ignorance is bliss, so just go and die."

She formed a hand seal, and an even larger golden crow phantom rushed straight towards the grandmaster.

Not far away, Su Qingfeng caught a glimpse of the golden crow and was taken aback—the noble woman was none other than Dongjun Yanfei of the Yin-Yang School. He had been so focused on talking to Wanwan and the others that he hadn't noticed when she had arrived at the apricot grove.

At this moment, Li** was locked in combat with Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan; with Dongjun Yanfei by Su Yan's side, that Grandmaster was doomed; Wanwan, Shi Feixuan, and Abbess Miejue were each dealing with a Grandmaster; Murong Bo's remaining Innate subordinates were also about to be annihilated by the Xuanwu Legion. Su Qingfeng knew that victory was assured, and only hoped that Li** could suppress Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan. He turned his head and saw Xiao Feng, whose acupoints had been sealed, and a malicious smile appeared on his lips.

"Zhou Zhiruo, which of you knows how to release acupoints? Quickly go and release Xiao Feng's acupoints! Don't just stand there like idiots, are you going to stand there and wait for the wind to blow its way out?"

Zhou Zhiruo glared at Su Qingfeng, annoyed that he was so rude even when asking for help. Huang Rong and Zhao Min also looked at Su Qingfeng with hostility; if it weren't for the formidable enemy at hand, they probably would have already taught him a lesson. Zhou Zhiruo quickly walked to Xiao Feng's side and released his pressure points.

Xiao Feng nodded slightly to her. Just now, when that grandmaster tried to kill Su Yan, his acupoints were restricted and he could not save her. He could only worry helplessly. Fortunately, the woman intervened and stopped him.

Seeing that Xiao Feng was now free, Su Qingfeng smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, go and hold off Murong Bo. He was your enemy to begin with, and now that he's been injured by Li Tanhua, it would be even better if you could kill him."

Xiao Feng glanced at Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, who were fighting Li**, nodded in agreement, and leaped towards Murong Bo. He had already given up hope on his father, Xiao Yuanshan—it was truly unexpected that he would join forces with his enemy to kill Wu Xiangjun.

"The dragon soars in the sky!"

"Time flies!"

With a loud bang, the energy splattered in all directions.

Murong Bo had been keeping a close eye on Su Qingfeng's movements, and upon hearing that Su Qingfeng wanted Xiao Feng to deal with him, he had been on guard. Sure enough, Xiao Yuanshan's son had launched his attack.

Murong Bo was currently allied with Xiao Yuanshan, hoping Xiao Feng wouldn't interfere. However, he hadn't expected Xiao Feng to actually listen to Su Qingfeng and turn to attack him. Murong Bo blocked Xiao Feng's attack and hurriedly shouted:

"Xiao Feng, your father and I are now cooperating; we'll settle our personal scores after we kill Lord Wu Xiang!"

"It's best if you're dead. I never join forces with my enemies. Take this—'The Dragon Regrets'!"

"Time flies!"

While parrying, Murong Bo angrily cursed at Xiao Yuanshan:

"Xiao Yuanshan, what kind of bastard son did you give birth to!"

Xiao Yuanshan responded with a cold laugh:

"No matter how much of a scoundrel I am, he's still my own son. It's better than you raising someone else's son!"

"You're asking for it! I'll kill your son first!"

Murong Bo dodged Xiao Feng's palm strike with a swift movement, then viciously aimed a finger at Xiao Feng's vitals. Xiao Feng leaped up and countered with a Dragon-Capturing Hand, aiming it at Murong Bo.

"Overestimating yourself! Shifting Stars, Dragon Claw Hand!"

With a thud, blood gushed from Xiao Feng's chest, leaving five deep gashes. He gritted his teeth and asked:

"Shaolin kung fu? You actually know Shaolin kung fu!"

"I have learned much; I'll send you down to see your mother—the Mighty Vajra Palm!"

"Dragon's Tail Swing!"

Su Qingfeng saw that the expert surnamed Li was locked in a stalemate with Xiao Yuanshan, while Xiao Feng and Murong Bo were already fighting with bloodshot eyes. Fortunately, Murong Bo had been injured earlier, otherwise Xiao Feng would probably have been unable to withstand the attack.

He then turned to look at Dongjun Yanfei, only to see that she had already single-handedly killed a Grandmaster, and he was secretly shocked by her formidable strength. Even with Wan Guan and Shi Feixuan leading their troops to surround and encircle Murong Bo's men, they had failed, yet she had easily succeeded.

Su Qingfeng didn't dwell on the matter for the time being, focusing instead on how to deal with Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan—if these two didn't die, the outcome would be uncertain.

Lin Shiyin suddenly asked softly:

"Su Qingfeng, that young lady is incredibly skilled; she took the life of a grandmaster in just a few moves… Could she be your wife?"

Seeing that the woman was of noble appearance and had extraordinary martial arts skills, and recalling that Murong Bo had mentioned that Su Qingfeng's wife had stopped him from making a move, she guessed that this was Su Yan's mother.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Su Qingfeng raised his hand and lightly tapped Lin Shiyin's forehead. "I don't know her at all. Don't speak carelessly, or you'll get yourself into trouble."

Dongjun Yanfei is walking in this direction. If she hears this, Lin Shiyin may be in trouble.

Lin Shiyin covered her head and scolded:

"You dare hit me! I'll bite you to death!"

Lin Shiyin was tapped on the head by Su Qingfeng, and she immediately bit his hand. "Ouch, let go, you're going to bite me!"

Su Qingfeng hadn't expected Lin Shiyin to become so bold, kissing him so easily. Seeing that she still wouldn't give in, he raised his hand and slapped her on the bottom.

Snapped!

Lin Shiyin was stunned. She hadn't expected Su Qingfeng to dare hit her there. She was both ashamed and angry, grabbing Su Qingfeng's arm and turning to throw him over her shoulder. Su Qingfeng was prepared, pulling her close and quickly saying:

"My goodness, what's going on here? They're fighting to the death outside, and you're here throwing things around?"

He didn't want to be thrown around by Lin Shiyin twice in one day. Looking at Lin Shiyin's angry yet helpless expression, Su Qingfeng wanted to laugh.