Chapter 59

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

The Shen Wu Xian Zhou Yanwu Chang was bustling with voices, killing intent permeating the air.

"Clang—!" "Clang—!"

Crisp, piercing sounds of weapons colliding rang out in succession, sparks flying in all directions, illuminating the two tall, straight figures in the center of the arena.

Two Shenwu Army generals clad in black armor with gold patterns were currently sparring with weapons in hand, their moves fierce, every strike lethal, power rampaging wildly around their bodies.

On both sides of the Yanwu Chang, Shenwu Army soldiers stood packed densely, cheers and shouts rising and falling in succession, deafening, all cheering for the two in the center of the arena.

"Old Qin, can you hack it or not!"

Li Chunxiao gripped his long spear, the tip pointing straight at Qin Qiong, his tone full of teasing.

"What? The General gives you a day off, and your wife wears you out so you've got no strength left?"

Qin Qiong held his gold-mounted mace with both hands, his figure steady as Mount Tai; hearing this, he let out a cold snort, but a smile unconsciously curled on his face, not paying the slightest heed to the foul mouth of the man before him.

Seeing Qin Qiong not reply, Li Chunxiao grew even more interested; he reversed his grip, bracing the spear behind him, and steadily blocked Qin Qiong's horizontally sweeping gold-mounted mace.

"Boom—!"

Tremendous force traveled from the long spear; Li Chunxiao's feet rooted dead into the ground, his lower body locked in a firm horse stance, the hard ground instantly cracking with spiderweb-like fissures, spreading outward.

Not waiting for Qin Qiong to withdraw his force, Li Chunxiao violently spun, borrowing the momentum to unleash a returning horseback spear thrust.

The spear tip carried a biting gale, aiming straight for Qin Qiong's skull, fast as lightning.

Qin Qiong's eyes sharpened; his wrist flipped, the gold-mounted mace lifting along the momentum, "Clang," steadily deflecting this lethal strike; the spear tip grazed past his shoulder armor, throwing off a wisp of sparks.

He smiled mockingly: "Li Mangzi, your moves are still this slow~~"

It's been hundreds of years, and you still haven't comprehended even half of the spear art the General taught?"

Li Chunxiao, hearing this, was instantly struck where it hurt, nearly blowing his top, his face flushing crimson, then he retorted in anger:

"Hehe~ don't get cocky! Don't forget, your son is still serving in my Fourth Army; watch out, I'll beat your son!"

Qin Qiong's figure flashed, putting distance between himself and Li Chunxiao, a wicked grin surfacing on his face, his tone asking for a beating:

"Beat him if you want! My son can take a beating just fine.

When the time comes, I'll have my son go woo your precious girl, make you my in-law, hahahaha!"

"You!" Li Chunxiao trembled all over with rage, his left hand pointing furiously at Qin Qiong.

Just as Shenwu Army Fourth Sijun Li Chunxiao and Shenwu Army Second Erjun Qin Qiong were about to put down their weapons and trade curses, both their expressions sharpened simultaneously, brows knitting tight.

An anomaly outside the Shen Wu Xian Zhou was keenly perceived by the two of them——a dense Memory Power was rapidly approaching.

The two locked eyes, no need for extra words, instantly reaching a tacit understanding.

The next second, a stern Hunt Power erupted around Qin Qiong, blue light flickering;

Around Li Chunxiao surged heavy Destruction Power, black-red qi roiling.

Both figures leaped up at the same time, turning into two streaks of light, rapidly rushing out of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, speeding toward the direction from which the aura came.

In the Void nearly half a Xing Xi from the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, a figure in a white ceremonial dress was fleeing in a sorry state.

A dim blue glow radiated around her, constantly dodging the attacks from behind.

A Memorist watched the dim blue figure fleeing ahead, rebuking angrily:

"Dali Hua, it was you who lured the Antimatter Legion, betrayed the Memory Garden, your crime is unforgivable!"

Dali Hua, fleeing rapidly ahead, hearing this, the flush on her face grew even more pronounced.

Her originally purple pupils had now completely turned bright red, her eyes full of grievance and anger.

She had been framed.

Dali Hua did not look back, nor did she pay any heed to the several hundred Memorists pursuing and killing her; she only focused on fleeing for her life, her heart full of confusion.

She had indeed betrayed the Legion and joined the Memory Garden, but for all these years the Legion had not stirred; why, precisely at this moment, did they suddenly send people to capture her?

Moreover, she was merely a nameless nobody in the Antimatter Legion, not worth mentioning at all.

The Legion wouldn't go so far as to deploy such a grand formation——several thousand Doomsday Beasts, and several tens of thousands of Void Soldiers, specially to catch her alone, right?

"Oh well~ then let's just make this charge stick~ anyway, I've stayed in the Memory Garden long enough~"

Dali Hua muttered to herself, the grievance on her face fading, replaced by a bewitching smile; coupled with the flush on her face, she grew even more alluring.

Among the pursuing Memorist squad, a purple-haired beauty stood quietly, a pale purple headscarf on her head, features lovely, temperament cold and clear.

She frowned slightly, her gaze falling on Dali Hua ahead, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.

She always felt, something was off.....

But right now there was absolutely no extra time to think; the purple-haired beauty slowly spoke:

"The direction she's fleeing in is the Shen Wu Xian Zhou."

The lead Memorist, hearing this, waved a hand dismissively, tone firm:

"No matter. Black Swan, act, restrain Dali Hua, don't let her get away!"

The purple-haired beauty called Black Swan, her figure pausing for an instant, a trace of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

The majesty of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou was no longer hearsay; this was tacitly acknowledged by all major powers.

But if they acted within its jurisdictional range, it would likely invite trouble.

Yet hesitation was hesitation; in the end she still obeyed the order, raising her hand to fling out a purple card.

The card exploded in midair, turning into a purple light screen.

Within the light screen, countless pairs of giant purple crystal hands instantly surged forth, carrying vast power, rapidly lunging at Dali Hua, intending to trap her fast.

Da Li Hua felt the vast power coming from behind her and frowned slightly.

She raised her head and looked; the outline of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou had already appeared before her eyes.

But the attack from behind had already drawn near; she had no choice but to stop her fleeing steps, the deep blue power around her body erupted, she turned and counterattacked, wanting to break through this purple crystal giant hand.

"Outrageous!"

Two sharp rebukes suddenly rang out in the Void, shocking everyone present.

The next second, two figures instantly appeared, blocking in front of Da Li Hua — it was precisely Qin Qiong and Li Chunxiao.

Qin Qiong waved the gold-mounted jin in his left hand, the Hunt power around his body surged, with a "Bang" he directly shattered all of the purple crystal giant hands summoned by the Black Swan.

Crystal fragments scattered across the Huan Yu, instantly dissipating.

Immediately after, Qin Qiong's hidden strength erupted, the stern Hunt power swept toward several hundred Yizhe like a gale, its force powerful.

Forcing those Yizhe to immediately activate defensive barriers, barely blocking the impact of this power, their expressions instantly becoming heavy.

Li Chunxiao held the long spear in his right hand, the spear tip pointing straight at the leading Yizhe, tone cold, directly placing a big hat on them:

"This is the range under the jurisdiction of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou! You people of the Yiting, you actually dare to use power here, brawling, could it be you want to start a war with the Shen Wu Xian Zhou?"

Qin Qiong's face was cold, his gaze glancing at Da Li Hua beside him.

The reason he and Li Chunxiao made a move to stop it was not to protect this woman, but for the dignity of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou.

On the Shen Wu Xian Zhou's territory, absolutely no one is allowed to act outrageously, much less allow others to arbitrarily use power, provoking Shen Wu's authority.

An irritable Yizhe, hearing Li Chunxiao's words, instantly burned with rage, secretly complaining in her heart:

This bunch of soldiers, they're way too good at posturing! Do they really think the Yiting fears their Shen Wu Xian Zhou?

She could no longer hold back, her figure moved, wanting to step forward and properly reason with these two soldiers, let them know the Yiting isn't easy to bully either.

But before she could get close, a strong death aura instantly enveloped her.

Qin Qiong's eyes turned cold, his figure flashed, both hands waving the gold-mounted jin, two golden jin shadows, carrying lethal gale force, instantly smashed toward that Yizhe's face, speed so fast she simply couldn't react in time.

"Ah—!"

A heart-rending scream rang out in the Void, shrill and piercing.

That Yizhe clutched her own right arm, curling up in pain in the Huan Yu.

Her right arm had already been smashed to pieces by Qin Qiong's gold-mounted jin, too horrible to look at.

Qin Qiong coldly watched the Black Swan who stepped forward and saved that Yizhe, his eyes holding not a shred of warmth.

He coldly snorted, tone freezing to the bone, carrying indisputable majesty:

"Put away your thoughts, when Shen Wu speaks, there is never a second time!"

The Black Swan's expression was heavy, she stepped forward, bowed slightly to Qin Qiong in salute, posture respectful.

She saw clearly the number of gold patterns on Qin Qiong's armor, knew he was the Tong Jun of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, a Great General leading a Corps, absolutely not someone they could provoke.

"Many thanks to this Tong Jun for informing."

The Black Swan's tone was gentle, tone respectful:

"Only, that woman dressed in a white ceremonial dress is a traitor our Yiting is currently hunting down, please Tong Jun grant a convenience, let us capture her and bring her to justice, afterward the Yiting will certainly reward heavily."

Da Li Hua, looking at the Black Swan, a trace of craftiness flashed in her eyes, she had already firmly remembered this purple-haired woman.

She moved her foot, stepped on the Void, her figure flickering like a ghost, instantly moving to another position, forming a three-legged standoff with Qin Qiong, Li Chunxiao, and the Yiting crowd.

Expression bewitching, yet her eyes hid a trace of wariness and calculation.