Chapter 622 – Enemy Arrival

Chapter 622 – Enemy Arrival

“Sister Yuanfeng, do you know what Qi Luck is?”

Thousands of feet in the air, Ji Xuan stood proudly at the prow of the ship, overlooking the vast expanse of land.

The gale was howling, but it was blocked three feet away by the qi barrier he had erected.

Xu Yuanfang was also within the range of the qi barrier, and the clear young girl withdrew her overlooking gaze and glanced sideways at her cousin, frowning slightly:

“You asked me out just to ask that?”

The qi barrier limited the conversation between the two to a three-foot radius.

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes, a gentle smile on his face as always, and said:

“Wasn’t quite sure, so wanted to double check.”

Xu Yuanfang frowned lightly, failing to understand his words, and deliberated for a moment, saying:

“Everything in the world has qi, and qi varies; people, animals, grasses, trees, honor, inferiority, and nobility, and these factors determine how much qi there is.

“Dynasties also have chi, but in warlock parlance, this is called chi luck.”

Ji Xuan collected his smile and gazed far away, and after a long interval, he suddenly asked:

“What Seventh Brother wants to ask is whether or not Qi Luck and Qi Number, are the same?”

Xu Yuanxiang nodded, “The essence is the same, but personal qi is like a drop in the ocean compared to the national fortune.”

Ji Xuan stopped talking and looked into the distance, laughing:

“Inuyasha has arrived!”

Xiao Yue Nu swept through with a glance and saw gangs that were flourishing in spring and autumn such as the Divine Fist Gang and the Ink Pavilion, as well as some gangs that were the next level of power.

There were dozens of them in number and less than ten, and they all followed the sound at this time.

The Jianghu heroes gathered in the square, their eyes glowing one by one, their gazes glued to the woman of Ten Thousand Flowers House, refusing to move away.

Among them, the sights that surveyed Xiao Yuenu were the most numerous.

As the number one beauty of the Sword State, Xiao Yuenu was a well-deserved center of attention wherever she went.

If it was purely just beauty, it would only attract covetousness and blasphemy from men, but Xiao Yuenu was also a Fourth Grade Martial Artist at the same time.

In terms of personal combat power, no one of the Gang Masters and Sect Masters here dared to say that they could securely defeat her.

Powerful cultivation as the foundation and stunning beauty as the embellishment made her a woman that the great and powerful of the Sword State could only dream of.

“What are you all waiting here for?”

Xiao Yunu’s eyes flowed, and a soft and magnetic voice floated out from under the veil.

“Alliance Master Cao has gone to the back of the mountain.”

“The ally is not in the house, having been gone for more than half an hour.”

“Building Master Xiao came all the way here, did he encounter any anomalies on the way?”

The martial arts alliance heroes opened their mouths and spoke.

On the other side, in the Mo Pavilion camp, Duke Liu’s master glanced at his disciple, and following his gaze, he found that this ungrateful disciple was gazing at the magnificent Xiao Yuenu with infatuation.

He was furious and angry:

“You should at least take a look at Miss Rong Rong more often, so I can find an excuse to go to Ten Thousand Flowers House to propose marriage and bring you back a daughter-in-law.”

One day as a teacher for life as a father, both for the father, of course, for the disciple’s marriage affairs to worry about.

As a result, this unscrupulous disciple, who was infatuated with Xiao Yue Nu, didn’t think that it was something that he, a toad, could eat in his mouth?

Lord Willow whispered:

“Master, you haven’t even taken a wife yourself, so you’d better find me a master’s mother earlier.”

Master Liu Gongzi then said:

“My master is a swordsman, having a sword is enough, only if you treat it with single-mindedness can it treat you sincerely.

“The sword is the only companion on a long road, understand.”

As he spoke, he compassionately touched the sword hanging at his waist.

The saber was paid to them by the Commissioner of Heaven on behalf of Xu Yinluo.

Lord Willow protested in a small voice:

“Master, this sword is mine.”

“Didn’t Master say that when Master dies, then I will pass this sword to you.”

The middle-aged swordsman glared and said in a serious tone, “You have to treat it sincerely.”

“I will treat it like a wife, just like Master.” Lord Willow licked his lips.

After saying that, the master and disciple felt that it sounded as if something was wrong, looked at each other, and both fell silent.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the alliance master’s residence, elegant and easygoing, with a few airs of a scholar.

Wearing a black robe embroidered with gold and silver threads and a golden crown, he was dressed in a very delicate and sophisticated manner.

Vice Lord of the Martial Arts League, Wen Chengbi.

The system within the Martial Arts Alliance followed exactly the military system of the old alliance at the time, only adjusting the names of the positions.

For General read Lord of the League.

For Vice-General and Master at Arms read Vice-Allies.

The vice-leaders of the successive martial arts alliances were predominantly readers, focusing on intellectual talent rather than force.

“Alliance Master Cao has returned, gentlemen, please follow me inside.”

Wen Chengbi stood at the entrance of the mansion and made a bow.

Tacitly, the Sect Masters and Gang Masters present stepped out and walked side by side into the mansion.

The disciples stayed outside.

Xiao Yue Nu and a group of gang leaders entered the Allied Master’s Palace and arrived at the Council Hall.

Cao Qingyang, with his square face and serious temperament, sat on a large chair wearing a light green robe and looked at the people who had joined together.

After the crowd was seated, he spoke in a deep voice:

“Gentlemen, the Martial Arts Alliance is about to face a crisis.”

When the gang leaders in the hall heard this, they exchanged silent glances, as if they had expected it and were not too surprised.

The leaders of the small and medium-sized gangs didn’t dare to speak and remained silent.

When it comes to this occasion, everyone just needs to remain silent and wait for Fu Jingmen to open their mouths to become.

Among the leaders of the nine affiliated gangs, Fu Jingmen, who was wearing a dark green short beat, raised his voice:

“Which ungrateful one wants to mess with our Martial Arts Alliance? Just fight, even if it’s the imperial army, we’re not afraid.”

Seeing that the topic had been opened, Xiao Yue Nu softly said:

“I’m afraid it’s not the court.”

Fu Jingmen frowned, “How is that so?”

An obese middle-aged man diagonally across from him snorted and pointed to his brain, saying:

“Think about it with your brain that only knows how to punch, the cold plague is raging, the court is busy stabilizing the situation on all sides and pacifying the people, how could they possibly make things difficult for us at this juncture.”

The fat man is the president of the Jianzhou Chamber of Commerce, called Qiao Weng.

Most of the expenses for that military town at the foot of the Injun Mountains were provided by the Jianzhou Chamber of Commerce.

The Lehigh Chamber of Commerce is Inujon Hill’s pocketbook.

Fu Jingmen immediately looked at Cao Qingyang, who nodded and once again looked around the crowd, saying:

“It’s a long story …”

Immediately, the matter of the dragon’s qi was told in detail to the people present.

The spirit of the Dragon Vein collapsed and was transformed into dragon’s energy and scattered in the Central Plains.

The Dragon’s energy is a matter of national fortune and the safety of the Central Plains.

The Buddhist Vajra, the Witch God Sect experts, and an unheard of Tian Ji Palace are all coveting the Dragon Qi

There was a momentary silence in the hall, and after listening to Cao Qingyang’s words, the gang leaders struggled to digest the concept of dragon energy and this jaw-dropping news.

Especially the enemy that was about to face, the two words King Kong, left the unruly martial artists present without any anger.    Ink Pavilion Master Yang Cui Xue sighed:

“The collapse of the dragon’s qi has led to constant natural and man-made disasters, with the people freezing to death in countless numbers.

“Foreign clans are eyeing the Central Plains with the intention of tainting it, has my Dafeng reached such a point.”

The ancestor of the Mo Pavilion was a scholar, who was repeatedly defeated in the imperial examinations, and in a fit of anger, abandoned the literature and turned to the martial arts, and started a sect in Jianzhou.

The disciples of this school retained the custom of reading and practicing calligraphy, and their usual dress was also inclined to be dressed like a scholar, except that the folding fan that the scholar liked to hold in his hand was replaced by a three-foot green blade.

Yang Cui Xue is quite a bit of a cynical scholar at the moment.

The crowd was silent, and the atmosphere in the hall was like a freeze.

Cao Qingyang’s voice was calm and strong, not too fast or slow:

“This matter concerns the survival of the imperial court, but if it is carried out, then the first concern is the survival of the Martial Alliance.

“This seat cannot bear to see the foundation of our ancestors destroyed, but even more so, we cannot tolerate foreign tribes tainting the Central Plains. I hereby invite you all to defend against the great enemy.”

“Allies!” Joong, who was a merchant, first weighed the pros and cons:

“My subordinate feels that it’s not a matter of whether we can carry it or not, but whether we can carry it or not.”

Fu Jingmen was cranky and impulsive, sniffing angrily:

“There’s nothing to carry.

“The incompetence of the imperial court does not mean that we Central Plains people are incompetent. The vultures of the Western Regions and the Witch God Cult scumbags want to snatch the dragon’s qi and taint the Central Plains, bullying them to our doorstep.

“Do you really think that my Central Plains Human Race has no one? Bullshit King Kong, if he rushes here, I’ll dare to fight.”

Han Scorpion, the sect master of the Thousand Chance Sect, said sorrowfully:

“Fu Jingmen is as brainless as ever, but I agree with him. So what if the Buddhist forces are so powerful that Jin Kong can rob my Dafeng Dragon Qi with impunity in the Central Plains?”

Yang Cui Xue, the owner of the Ink Pavilion, lightly buckled the table a few times and asked:

“What’s the attitude on the side of the Divisional Superintendent.”

Cao Qingyang said, “The Heavenly Superintendent will give some help, the second disciple of the Superintendent, Sun Xuanji, is now in Jianzhou, and he’s a third grade magician.”

In the course of his painful verbal exchanges with Sun Xuanji, he had long since familiarized himself with the other party’s background and rank.

“Where’s the old ally?”

The one who asked the question was a middle-aged Taoist priest, the master of the White Crane Guan of the nine affiliated forces of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Cao Qingyang shook his head:

“The Old Ancestor is in seclusion, I just waited for a long time in the back of the mountain without waking the Old Ancestor.”

This. The hearts of the people in the hall sank.

The old ally was the bottom line of the entire martial arts alliance, and in a peaceful and prosperous world, he acted more as a deterrent.

However, in the face of strong enemies, the old alliance master can not come out of the gate, the martial arts alliance is equivalent to the loss of the biggest card.

At this time, Xiao Yue Nu, who had been silent all this time, softly said:

“Where’s Xu Yinluo?”

The crowd looked at Cao Qingyang in unison with hope in their eyes.

Cao Qingyang gave an affirmative reply with a simple nod.

Whew. Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Knowing that Xu Yinluo would come to help, some of the gang masters and sect masters who were originally apprehensive in their hearts were instantly much more settled.

With the old alliance master in seclusion, a mere Third Grade Warlock did not reassure them.

Besides, the white-clad warlock was a stranger, what was his strength? How is his character? Will he escape after the situation is not right?

These are all possible problems.

But if it was Xu Yinluo, they had no worries about that at all.

Fu Jingmen laughed and cheered up:

“Joining forces with Xu Yinluo to kill that young man who didn’t know the bottom line that day, and now having the opportunity to fight against a strong enemy together, life is fast.”

The other person who had made a move to help Xu Qi’an was Yang Cui Xue, while he revealed a look of anticipation as he said:

“The Xu Yinluo of his time was but not even a fifth grade, or was it Alliance Master Cao who helped him comprehend the Harmonization Force.

“Whereas when he beheaded the Faint King, he was already a Transcendent Martial Artist. I wonder if his cultivation has refined now. It’s exciting to look forward to.”

On the southern peak of Injun Mountain, Li Lingsu, whose breath was concealed by the “Star Shift”, stood on top of a giant pine, looking out at the foot of the mountain pagoda.

“The affiliated sects of the Martial Alliance are basically all here, and the military towns are on their pillows, ready to meet the enemy.”

The Holy Son mused, “But I don’t think that these full-fledged armies of the Martial Alliance will be of any use at all.”

Miao Youfang stood next to him, looking down together, and asked, “Why is that so.”

Li Ling Su said:

“Sister Rong has an extremely high-grade magic weapon on her body called the Royal Wind Boat.

“If I were that Ji Xuan, I would have come in a wind-powered boat and gone straight to the back of the mountain where the retreat was, to capture the thief first.

“After settling the old pikers of the Martial Arts Alliance, they will have accomplished a great deal. After that, the army or the martial artists of the Martial Alliance are all lambs to be slaughtered.”

“It’s the most favorable tactic, that old-timer is obviously in a bad situation right now.”

He said, glancing at Xu Qi’an who was not far away, trying to get confirmation from him.

Not long ago, Xu Qi’an had very suddenly told them about the sword state, and the great war came when it was said to come, catching Li Lingsu and Miao Youfang off guard.

The scene was changing rapidly, but it was changing too quickly.

Especially Miao Youfang, one moment he was on the bed killing with the girls, the next moment Li Lingsu barged in and said that there was no need to fight, the battle was over!

Miao Youfang was humanly confused at the time.

Xu Qi’an closed his eyes and ignored Li Lingsu’s temptations.

After a long time, he snapped his eyes open and looked into the distant sky, saying:

“Coming!”

In the wind boat, the three forces gathered at the bow of the boat, Dongfang Wanrong, who was the owner of the magic weapon, stood in the center, the two vajra of the Buddhist Sect were on the left side, and Ji Xuan’s team, as well as the Seven Constellations of the Canglong, were on the right side.

Below, there was a majestic mountain range that stretched for hundreds of miles.

Inuyong Mountain, “Dabong Geography” records that there is a mountain in Jianzhou, on which there is a beast with a human face and body, six tails, and can swallow the moon, and its name is “Inuyong”.

Ji Xuan smiled as he swept over the crowd and said:

“Xu Qi’an doesn’t know if he’s already in Injun, so to be on the safe side, we’ll try first.

“The beast Inuyasha is a divine and demonic bloodline, although the bloodline is thin, but it’s still not unusual to deal with the fourth grade etc., who will go down to meet it?”

Martial monk Pure Edge stepped out and said lightly, “I’ll do it.”

He had the Vajra Undefeatable Divine Skill, and his defense far exceeded that of a martial artist of the same rank.

Seeing that Master Duo Difficulty, and Shura Vajra Dufan did not refuse, Pure Edge raised his finger and tapped his brow.

“Dang!”

In a bell-like crunching sound, the gold paint lit up from the center of his brow and covered his entire body like flowing water.

Pure Edge leaped off the flying boat.

The House of the Lord of the League.

Cao Qingyang led a group of gang masters and sect masters, rushed out of the lobby, looked up into the sky, and saw a golden stream of light streak by, crashing into the back of the mountain.