The two faced each other, Nangong Jianyu held the sword with one hand, describing the words of Yang Qingmeng. He had to win to stop Yang Qingmeng, who was wielding the sword, and he could escape the fearless sword energy.

"I only know one move, but this move may kill you."

After Yang Qingmeng finished speaking, the swinging sword came towards Nangong Jianyu. In an instant, the sword hanging in the air seemed to be sensed. Countless long swords turned into star dust, and finally became sword energy and rushed towards Nangong Jianyu.

"It's indeed this trick..."

Nangong Jianyu couldn't help looking at Yang Qingmeng's head. The giant sword did not dissipate, but there were tiny cracks on the giant sword. At this moment, he realized that the giant sword turned into sword energy, which meant that Yang Qingmeng's sword moves were perfect.

"Fortunately, I haven't achieved great success yet, so I have some chances."

Nangong Jianyu was also somewhat confident when facing the sword energy that was coming. Seeing the sword in his hand pulling out the sword shadow, the sword shadow wrapped him like a blooming lotus.

The sword produces lotus, extremely mysterious...

This is the Qinglian sword technique that Nangong Jianyu once modified for Chu Qingyan. Yang Qingmeng's sword energy hit the lotus leaf and rippled, the lotus leaf swung, and the sword energy echoed. There was no tit-for-tat confrontation between the two, but instead showed a phenomenon of mutual dependence.

"How strange..."

Nangong Jianyu was very surprised. He didn't expect that such a wonderful thing would happen to Qinglian Sword Technique and Yang Qingmeng's sword energy.

Yang Qingmeng widened her eyes and felt incredible. He had a very high level of understanding. At this moment, he finally understood his sword technique. The giant sword above his head began to slowly disappear, and little star dust condensed into sword energy on his head.

The change of the giant sword made Nangong Jianyu shocked. Once Yang Qingmeng's giant sword completely disappeared, he would have no chance to defeat. He wanted to stop it, but he resisted it in his heart.

Nangong Jianyu finally gave up on stopping. He did not destroy the strongest sword energy that Yang Qingmeng condensed. He no longer used internal force to control the sword in his hand. When he gave up, the sword in his hand also turned into Yang Qingmeng's sword energy.

After a rumbling sound in his head, Nangong Jianyu opened his eyes and suddenly felt severe pain. He lowered his head and looked at himself with wounds all over his body, and could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

"It's really miserable..."

Nangong Jianyu laughed at himself, but fortunately he took the pill in advance, and he had swallowed python blood, which made his body very resistant. However, what made him even more curious was that Yang Qingmeng's sword energy also disappeared.

Although I don’t understand why Yang Qingmeng’s sword energy disappeared, it was a good thing after all. Nangong Jianyu turned his eyes to Yang Qingmeng and saw him standing in front and motionless.

"I lost..."

The first thing Yang Qingmeng said when she opened her eyes was that no one would understand how he lost except Nangong Jianyu. Nangong Jianyu also understood at this moment that breaking Yang Qingmeng's sword energy was not to stop him, but to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"Then follow the bet between us."

Nangong Jianyu didn't want to shirk it. Since Yang Qingmeng gave up, he would be polite to think that he had won.

"Master, let me kill him."

The ghost of the Netherworld did not think that Yang Qingmeng lost. In his opinion, Yang Qingmeng defeated Nangong Jianyu. He roared and rushed towards Nangong Jianyu.

"stop!"

Yang Qingmeng stood in front of Nangong Jianyu and slapped the ghost with a palm. The latter steadied his body and flipped back. After landing, he looked at Yang Qingmeng in disbelief.

"There is nothing to do with you here, you go find someone now."

Yang Qingmeng asked the ghost to leave. After he finished speaking, he went to the Guanchaotai alone. Nangong Jianyu stood up with the pain. He shook his hands and followed Yang Qingmeng. He now had great curiosity about Yang Qingmeng.

On the watch platform, the two stood side by side. Nangong Jianyu did not take the initiative to ask. He was waiting for Yang Qingmeng to take the initiative to tell his story.

After listening to the story of Yang Qingmeng's past, Nangong Jianyu did not expect that he was the prince of the old dynasty. However, it had been decades since the Leng clan was not a royal family, but Yang Qingmeng said that it was the Leng clan who made his father lose the world.

"So you are back to take revenge now? I won't stop you from taking revenge, but I won't let you hurt Leng Ziqiu, I think you should understand."

Yang Qingmeng glanced at Nangong Jianyu, without answering or refuting, he just smiled softly.

"I could have killed you, but I didn't lose you, do you know?"

"But you didn't kill me, didn't you?"

Nangong Jianyu understood what Yang Qingmeng meant. He responded with a smile, although he didn't know the reason and didn't want to know the reason, he would be alive.

"I have always known that I was trapped by the inner demons, and I can't break the shackles that imprisoned me. Although my sword move is powerful, I haven't reached the level of great success. It's because of you, my sword move has reached the level of great success. If I don't kill you, I will repay you with favors."

Yang Qingmeng spread his palms and above his palms, Nangong Jianyu saw the giant sword hanging above his head.

"This sword... is invincible in the world..."

Yang Qingmeng said it very domineeringly. He was confident that in his swordsmanship, he would never encounter any opponents in his life. The only thing that he couldn't see through was the number one genius in the Great Zhou Kingdom around him.

"I sent someone to capture Leng Ziqiu. Although I said I wanted to live, I can't guarantee what those subordinates would torture him. Now that you go there, you may still have a chance to protect him."

"He is dead, can you restore the country?"

"The old dream has shattered, I have my own freedom. Nangong Jianyu, if there is one day, you need my appearance, I can take action for you once, only once."

After Yang Qingmeng said that, she turned around and left casually, and told Nangong Jianyu not to kill all the soldiers before leaving. You Xian'er was unwilling to leave Yang Qingmeng and chased him closely.

Nangong Jianyu was a little puzzled. Yang Qingmeng left like this and abandoned the many soldiers who followed him to rebel. This was just a joke.

Yang Qingmeng left, but it does not mean that the rebels will surrender obediently. In Yang Qingmeng's eyes, his dream was broken by Nangong Jianyu. When his swordsmanship was perfected, he saw through not only the world, but also fame and fortune.

"I...I...this..."

Nangong Jianyu watched Yang Qingmeng leave casually, but threw a mess to him, making it seem like he was coming from all the way to wipe his butt.

In the Leng Prince's Mansion, a group of men in black suddenly appeared and stopped General Zhang. These people were wearing a crossbow and bows across their waists. These crossbows were much smaller than the common ones, and each of them held a dagger in their hands.

"A group of unknown rats dared to stop our army, come and kill these rats."

General Zhang didn't take these men in black seriously at all. Instead, Wu Qianguang's eyes narrowed. He saw that these men in black were not only agile, but also were elites with orderly training. Everyone's eyes were shining with cold light. Such people must have experienced killing.

Wu Qianguang did not stop General Zhang. He was like using General Zhang to explore the strength of these men in black to make him have an accurate judgment.

The man in black was Nangong Jianyu's Yilang Army. They had already entered the capital of Liang Kingdom and had been waiting for Nangong Jianyu's orders. The day before Nangong Jianyu went to the palace, the Yilang Army was arranged to guard outside the Leng Palace.

Not only did Wu Qianguang not expect the appearance of the Yilang Army, but even Prince Leng did not expect that such a group of elites would be brought to the imperial capital by Nangong Jianyu.

In the distance, twenty people were rushing towards the Leng Palace. There was a carriage following the twenty people, and the Qing swordsman drove the carriage.

General Zhang was eager to show his feelings in front of Wu Qianguang. He took the lead in slashing at Yilang Army with a big knife. When his subordinates saw him taking action, they raised their swords to slash at Yilang Army.

Puff puff puff puff...

Bright red blood sprinkled into the sky, and the soldiers of the Yilang Army rushed towards the Yilang Army didn't even know what was going on. They only felt a pain coming from their throats, felt that they had lost their breath, and they all fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.

"Fast, ruthless, accurate, simple and straightforward, who are these people?"

When Wu Qianguang saw the Yilang Army taking action, he felt that there were murder machines in front of him. When they tried to kill someone, there was no fluctuation in their eyes.

General Zhang was scared, but fortunately he still had some martial arts skills, otherwise he would have just given him here. Looking at his subordinates who were lying in a pool of blood, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

However, the Yilang Army, who did not kill him, refused to give up. There was no way to survive under the dagger of the Yilang Army. This was their admonition.

The black shadow flashed violently, and a cold light-squeezing dagger enlarged in General Zhang's eyes. He raised the big sword and slashed the black shadow. Just as the black shadow approached the big sword, something strange happened. The black shadow avoided the big sword with an impossible body move, and the cold light drew an arc in the air.

Clang...

General Zhang's big knife fell to the ground. He looked at the black shadow in horror, covered his neck with both hands, and blood was gushing from his mouth. His body took a few steps back and fell to the ground and twitched twice before he stopped moving.

The killing of the Yilang Army made the soldiers behind Wu Qianguang feel scared and even retreated unconsciously. They had experienced blood, but they had never seen such a one-sided killing.

The killing of the Yilang Army not only shocked the soldiers behind Wu Qianguang, but also shocked Leng Ziqiu. He knew that these people were related to Nangong Jianyu, but he didn't expect that these people were so powerful.

These Yilang Army made Leng Ziqiu feel scared. He had a lifetime of military service and knew what these people mean on the battlefield. Even if he had an army of 300,000, he felt that in front of these Yilang Army, he was simply hitting stones with eggs, not to mention that he didn't know how many such people there were in Nangong Jianyu.

Nangong Jianyu arranged the Yilang Army with two major intentions. One was to save Leng Ziqiu, and the other was to shock. Nangong Jianyu knew that no matter how much kindness he was to others, he might be ungrateful for various reasons in the end. However, it was different for people to feel fear in their hearts. People always be cautious in their words and actions after they knew they were afraid.

Fucking someone’s mind is a skill that Nangong Jianyu must master as the president of the Supervision Office. In the end, he and Leng Ziqiu have to maintain a relationship with huge interests, which is also the biggest reason why he promised Leng Ziqiu.

drive…

The sound of Qing Jianke's horse harness came from a distance. After a while, the carriage stopped behind the soldiers led by Wu Qianguang. After the carriage stopped, Nangong Jianyu lifted the curtain and walked out.

"Yi Lang Army pays homage to the dean!"
Chapter completed!