Chapter 224: Xu Fengnian: "I've Been Plucked Bald"

"How is this possible?"

Xu Xiao's body trembled as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

Although his martial strength wasn't exceptional, only at the Second Rank Junior Grandmaster level, he had witnessed numerous powerful figures.

Among them, Xu Yanbing was the strongest warrior he commanded. Xu Yanbing had crushed six nations, trampled the martial world, obliterated countless sects, and survived countless assassination attempts. None had succeeded—because he had Xu Yanbing, a master of extraordinary skill, by his side.

Even Wang Xianzhi, who had reigned invincible for over sixty years from the Wudi City, couldn't possibly block Xu Yanbing's spear so effortlessly, could he?

"Stand down!"

Zhou Yi loosened his grip on the spear with two fingers and flicked it lightly. An unmatched force traveled along the spear, sending a shockwave into Xu Yanbing's body.

Xu Yanbing trembled violently, as if struck by a thunderbolt, and his entire body was flung like a cannonball, crashing before Xu Xiao. His ribs were fractured—how many, no one could tell.

The injuries were severe, rendering him incapacitated.

But they weren't fatal.

With some time to recuperate, he would recover.

Xu Xiao's face darkened. If Xu Yanbing could be defeated in a single move, could the Northern Liang Palace even hope to resist?

Although he had three hundred thousand Northern Liang Iron Cavalry, a distant force couldn't resolve an immediate crisis.

"Youthful brilliance, truly remarkable!"

A sigh echoed.

An old man, draped in a sheepskin coat, disheveled and missing an arm, appeared silently before Xu Xiao.

"The Sword God!"

Xu Xiao's face lit up with joy. This scruffy-looking old man might not seem impressive, but his reputation was unmatched.

He was once the top of the thirteen Spring and Autumn rankings.

The Spring and Autumn Sword Armor, Li Chungang.

But Li Chungang was not Xu Xiao's subordinate, and he couldn't be commanded as he pleased.

"This boy's strength is unfathomable. Don't look at me—I'll step in, but I'm likely no match for him."

Li Chungang spoke casually, his gaze brimming with curiosity as he studied Zhou Yi.

"Sword God Li Chungang!"

Zhou Yi looked at the old man in the sheepskin coat and shook his head. "With your current strength, I don't even have the interest to make a move."

"You little brat, how arrogant!"

Li Chungang reached out with his hand.

Clang!

The old yellow sword case snapped open, and a treasured sword flew out.

As soon as Li Chungang grasped the sword, his aura transformed. His long hair billowed, his clothes fluttered, and an overwhelming sword intent surged skyward.

In that instant.

Li Chungang became a sword, stripped of all tarnish, gleaming with unmatched sharpness, as though he had returned to his prime.

With the three-foot wooden horse ox in hand, he had shattered a million troops in Jiangnan.

"This is the Sword God Li Chungang?"

Xu Fengnian's eyes widened, struggling to reconcile the scruffy, nose-picking old man with the awe-inspiring Sword God who once dominated the world.

But the terrifying sword intent proved the old man's identity beyond doubt.

Boom!

Zhou Yi's gaze shifted slightly, and an oppressive aura descended upon the scene. Xu Xiao, Xu Fengnian, and the others instantly collapsed to their knees under the immense pressure.

Li Chungang held his sword firmly, his sword intent surging, resisting the crushing force.

"Sword, come!"

Li Chungang roared, and his momentum exploded.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Throughout the entirety of Northern Liang, the swords of countless martial artists trembled violently, resonating with a clear ringing, before suddenly unsheathing and soaring into the sky.

"What's happening?"

"My sword!"

"Who's doing this?"

"What terrifying sword intent!"

Northern Liang was in turmoil, and countless experts across the snowy world felt its effects.

At the Wudi City in the East Sea.

Wang Xianzhi turned sharply toward Northern Liang.

"It's him!"

On Wudang Mountain.

Hong Xixiang gazed toward the Northern Liang Palace, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

At Mount Longhu.

Zhao Huangchao frowned, his gaze fixed on Northern Liang.

At that moment.

Countless powerful figures across the land turned their eyes to Northern Liang as Li Chungang's aura surged, dominating all directions.

The heavens quaked, and the winds and clouds shifted.

At that moment.

Li Chungang returned to the Landed Celestial Immortal realm.

"Zhou Yi, today Li Chungang will borrow the swords of the entire city to challenge you!"

Li Chungang's long hair flew wildly as he stood like both a god and a demon. It had been far too long since he felt his blood boil like this.

In the sky, countless swords stood suspended.

Li Chungang stood like the god of swords.

Gulp!

Xu Fengnian's eyes widened as he swallowed hard.

"So... this is the Sword God?"

"Now this is real skill!"

"Too bad we're no longer on the same level!"

Zhou Yi looked at Li Chungang and shook his head slightly.

Though Li Chungang was an extraordinary talent, the difference in cultivation between them was too vast.

Still, to show respect, Zhou Yi gathered divine power in his hand, forming a long sword. He lightly slashed at Li Chungang.

The sword fell like rain.

The vast river of swords in the sky split apart. Zhou Yi's single strike landed squarely on Li Chungang.

A streak of blood appeared.

Li Chungang fell like rain, landing on one knee, a sword wound on his chest so deep that the bone was visible.

"How can he be this strong?"

Li Chungang found it hard to believe. He knew that Zhou Yi had held back—otherwise, that single strike would have cleaved him in two. The gap in strength between them was insurmountable.

Even if Wang Xianzhi himself were here, he wouldn't have been able to withstand Zhou Yi's sword.

Feeling the lingering sword intent from Zhou Yi within his body, Li Chungang was overwhelmed. That sword intent was far beyond anything he could imagine. If he could comprehend even a fraction of it, his cultivation would undoubtedly soar to new heights.

Zhou Yi approached Xu Xiao, placing his sword against Xu Fengnian's neck. Xu Xiao was startled and hurriedly exclaimed:

"Sir, let's talk this through!"

"No!"

Two cries of alarm rang out as Xu Weixiong and Xu Zhihu rushed over from behind.

By coincidence, Xu Weixiong, who had been at Shangyin Academy, had just returned home to visit. Likewise, Xu Zhihu, who had married into Jiangnan, had also returned for a family visit.

Both of them doted on Xu Fengnian dearly.

Zhou Yi raised his arm and shouted:

"Robbery!"

Li Chunqiu: "…"

Xu Xiao: "…"

This man, so overwhelmingly powerful, had truly come to rob them!

"What does sir want? Gold, silver, jewels, martial arts manuals—whatever you fancy, you may take it!" Xu Xiao said generously, knowing he had no choice but to bow his head under the eaves. As long as Xu Fengnian's life could be spared, everything else could be given away.

"Do I look like someone who needs money?"

Zhou Yi looked at Xu Weixiong and Xu Zhihu. The latter was rumored to be extraordinarily talented but plain in appearance. However, Zhou Yi observed that Xu Weixiong was anything but plain—she was stunningly beautiful.

"Those two," Zhou Yi said, pointing at Xu Weixiong and Xu Zhihu. "Plus Nangong Puye, Jiang Ni, Hong Shu, Qingniao, Huanggua, and Luyin. Trading all of them for your lives—seems like a fair deal, don't you think?"

Xu Xiao frowned. "Sir, anything else is fine, but Weixiong and Zhihu? One has ordinary looks, and the other is a widowed jinx. What if I find other beauties to trade instead?"

Zhou Yi's arm pressed harder, and a thin line of blood appeared on Xu Fengnian's neck.

"Do you think you're in a position to bargain?"

Zhou Yi's domineering aura left no room for doubt.

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Xu Weixiong and Xu Zhihu spoke in unison.

"I don't agree!"

Xu Fengnian roared, his eyes filled with fury.

Damn it, are they milking me dry? First, they strip my manor of its beauties, and now they're coming for Baihu'er Face.

That was someone he personally brought back!

How could he just let others reap the rewards of his efforts?

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