Bang-

Before Xu Buling finished speaking, all the officials present stood up, and the envoys from the capital also glared.

Jiang Yan's face was slightly darker: "Are you asking me to cede the territory and seek peace?"

Xu Buling spread his left hand: "The south of Jingyuan is already in the hands of my father. You can't fight, let alone take it back to Nanguan. You and I will draw half of your troops to fight in Yuanzhou, and the daily loss and bloodletting are no different. If the left prince feels that Dayue is exhausted, he can continue fighting. I just bring a message and it is your business to answer whether you agree."

After speaking, the hall was silent for a moment.

In fact, Chen Xuan and other advisers could also see the current situation. King Su broke through Wangnan Pass, and 80,000 Xiliang troops and more than 100,000 Dayue Western Army were piled up in Yuanzhou. Northern Qi was also constantly dispatching troops from other places to reinforce. It was impossible to break Yuanzhou for a few years, so it was even more difficult to fight Wangnan Pass back, and both sides were unable to make progress.

When the war started, the daily consumption of food, soldiers, military pay, etc. was astronomical, and it depends on who could not afford it first. Northern Qi had been resting for many years and had finally saved some money. He suffered a significant loss in fighting attrition with the Central Plains, which had a vast land and abundant resources. It is estimated that in the end, either the war would be expanded and the boats would be burned down, or the actual control of the territory would be used as the limit to fight each other.

Northern Qi lacks confidence, Dayue is clearing the internal situation, and it is not appropriate to start a war on the whole line at this time. Jingyuan has changed hands, and the two sides are still fighting just for one breath.

Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, his voice was dull: "I will consider this matter, what else do you have to say?"

Xu Buling chuckled: "There is another private matter. I heard that Prince Zuo has a 'ice flower hibiscus puppet' here. I owe a personal favor. Come and get it. I hope Prince Zuo can hand it over to me."

“…”

Everyone in the hall frowned slightly, while the Chang Shi Jian, who was watching outside the hall, looked dark.

When Jiang Xian heard this, he chuckled, raised his hand and took off a crystal-clear jade pendant from his waist, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it:

"The jade pendant is an object passed down from my ancestors. There have been some messy rumors in recent years. There are many people who want this jade pendant. You go to my mansion alone to get the jade pendant. Even if I give it to you, how can you take it away?"

Around the hall, more than ten disciples and Qi Guohai, He Jian took a breath and was ready to go.

Xu Buling glanced around and held a long spear and slowly untied the tether wrapped in black cloth:

"Prince Zuo and my father have been in the northwest for decades. Even if they are enemies, my Xu family will not give me the face they should have. Today is Prince Zuo's birthday party. I will come to celebrate my birthday and chat with you politely. I don't want this happy day to see blood..."

The black cloth scattered, revealing the snow-white long spear with the dragon pattern of the sky. The spear tip is two feet long, as bright as a silver blade.

Xu Buling held the spear in one hand, pointed the tip of the spear diagonally on the ground, looked up at Jiang Sui:

"...But if the prince is ignorant, don't blame me for being rude."

"puff--"

All the guests present sneered, as if they were looking at a fool.

Qi Guohai and He Yan stared at the long dragon-patterned spear, and their eyes were filled with surprise.

Jiang Yan looked at the long spear in Xu Buling's hand and sat up straight for a few minutes:

"Shuilongyin... Before Jiazi, Xu Lie broke the capital of my Great Qi and seized this important weapon to conquer the country from my Great Qi king. Even I have only heard of it. I thought it would be rare to see it again in this life... You boy, this gift is quite heavy!"

Xu Buling narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Give it or not?"

Jiang Yan raised his hand and hung the jade pendant on his fingertips:

"I have a genital, come and get it."

Bang—

It was at this moment that the brightly lit hall stormed, and the shiny stone bricks on the ground exploded, and half of the candles were instantly extinguished.

Many guests saw that the man in white who was standing quietly in the middle of the hall had just disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only cracked floor tiles on the ground.

At the same time, Qi Guohai and He Yan rose up from the ground, pulled out the sword and the imperial gold sword from their waists, and attacked Xu Buling, who was already in mid-air.

Crack--

The sound of knife drawing came one after another, and the sound of scolding suddenly exploded in the hall.

"ah--"

Xu Buling held a long spear in both hands and drifted a crescent moon in the air. With a flash of silver light, he had already swept across the Qi Guohai, which was rushing up first.

Qi Guohai swordsmanship ranks among the top three in Northern Qi, and the sword in his hand is one of the rare soldiers in the world. He came to Xu Buling like an eagle. He wanted to use what he had learned all his life, but after a silver light flashed in front of him, he found that the figure in white had bypassed him and attacked He Yan behind him.

Seeing Xu Buling's back, a trace of joy of grasping the flaw flashed in Qi Guohai's mind, and immediately raised his hand and stabbed Xu Buling's back with a sword.

But this sword that I instinctively stabbed out throughout my life in martial arts was not seen in my hand.

Qi Guohai showed some doubt in his eyes, and only then did he realize that the hall was rotating, up and down.

In his vision, half of the person fell from the air, wearing a gorgeous robe, but his right shoulder to left waist was cut open, his upper body was gone, and his right hand was still holding a sword, and his muscles instinctively made a forward stab, and blood had just gushed out.

This half of me seems to be me...

The last thought in Qi Guohai's life was this incomprehensible doubt and shock.

How could someone be so fast that he didn't even feel palpitations, why did he die like this...

Ye Zi is right, this is indeed not a human, this is a monster...

sough--

The long cloud-patterned spear swelled rapidly in the hall like a dragon. The extremely sharp spear tip cut off the weapons and body without making any sound, and it was like a silver light passing by the body.

He Jian was slowing down and had discovered this scene that made people's eyes crunched. The scimitar in his hand flipped rapidly into a defensive and stood in front of him.

Unfortunately, there was no sense of force in his hand. He Yan saw the man in white like a ghost in his eyes. He stepped heavily on the pillars in the hall, and turned his body in the air and rushed towards the royal palace guest who was rushing towards the swordsman.

Looking down, a straight blood line appeared on my chest, and my body began to be dislocated from the blood line...

"ah--"

thump--

Bang—

The faces of many guests changed from mocking to shock in an instant, and screams and astonishment sounded at the same time as the sound of four bodies falling.

Zuo Yezi suddenly froze in his seat, raised his right hand, and had not yet grasped the sword he carried with him, his eyes almost protruded out of his eye sockets, staring at the white shadow that was hard to catch up with.

The scene of Shura's purgatory in the hall actually made Zuo Yezi feel familiar. I vaguely remember that when I was young, I held a bamboo sword and chopped it in the grass. It was like this, sprinkling it casually, and the grass leaves were divided into two, and they were cut off in one stroke, exactly the same as the scene in front of me.

But what he cut was grass, these were living people!

"ah!"

"ah--"

Crack-

The hall was like it was swept by strong wind, and the flesh and blood flew into pieces, but I couldn't see the sweeping wind.

The Changshi Jian outside the hall was holding the sword at his waist, but he hurriedly let go, fearing that he would be affected by the fish in the pond.

The wild Taoist Wu You was full of despair, so desperate that he was like an ant standing under the sky. The ant could see the blue sky and the sun, but how could a mere an ant get into the eyes of the sky!

"kill--"

"ah--"

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Chapter completed!