Chapter 609

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"Master, do you mean that the foundation is unstable?"

Pang Ban said this after hearing the words of his master, Meng Chixing.

Meng Chixing shook his head and said, "That is not necessarily the case!"

"It is just that everything went too smoothly, as if something is missing!"

Pang Ban said, "Master, that Young Yan Fei has also experienced life-and-death trials."

Meng Chixing nodded and said, "There are many geniuses who have experienced life-and-death trials, but Young Yan Fei's luck is truly good to the extreme."

"This is ultimately somewhat puzzling."

"Behind this, there may be some secrets hidden."

"It is just that we have no way of knowing."

"Do not forget Young Yan Fei's mysterious master who has never shown his face!"

"Where did he come from, and where did he go!"

"Who exactly is he!"

"The three jade pendants of Heaven, Earth, and Man combined can open the Heavenly Gate; is this related to him!"

"All of this seems to be covered in a layer of mist, making it impossible to fathom!"

Pang Ban nodded slightly upon hearing this and said, "Master, what you say is indeed very reasonable."

Just as the master and disciple were conversing.

The image in the firmament began to change again.

After Young Yan Fei observed the Immortal Gate and comprehended the Immortal Gate Sword Formula.

The situation between the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Five Barbarians and the Great Han had already changed greatly at that time.

Fu Jian had already passed away.

The one who took over Fu Jian's remaining forces was Benefactor Murong Chui!

This Northern Overlord of the Yan Kingdom was known as the "Northern Overlord Spear!"

His martial arts had already reached the Land Immortal Realm!

Whether in group battles or single combat, his experience was incomparably rich.

The Great Han army encountered obstacles before the great army led by Benefactor Murong Chui.

In order to help his good brother Liu Yu, and also to save his close confidante Ji Qianqian, Young Yan Fei chose to fight Benefactor Murong Chui!

One could see that on the vast wilderness.

Young Yan Fei and Benefactor Murong Chui were gazing at each other from afar!

Behind the two of them on both sides.

There were many people stopping to watch!

That was a battlefield.

Within the battlefield, there were many fallen corpses!

There were those of the Han people, and those of the Yan Kingdom's people!

The entire wilderness was deathly silent!

Not a sound was heard!

Between heaven and earth, there was an atmosphere of solemn killing.

Meng Chixing said, "Such a thick baleful aura; it is not even a bit weaker than when I followed Genghis Khan to fight on the battlefield back then!"

"Since ancient times, I am afraid that the battlefield has always been this terrifying!"

Pang Ban, who was to the side, nodded slightly and said, "Benefactor Murong Chui, a generation of spear masters from three hundred years ago!"

"A battle with Young Yan Fei, this is absolutely a peak battle!"

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Eastern Wasteland.

In that secluded valley.

Ji Qianqian walked to Young Yan Fei's side, looked at everything in the firmament, and said quietly, "Back then, my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest."

"For me, I would rather die than have you lose your life under Benefactor Murong Chui's spear to save me!"

Young Yan Fei stood up, took Ji Qianqian into his arms, and smiled, "Aren't we both fine now?"

As he spoke.

Young Yan Fei looked into the firmament.

It was as if he had returned to that day when he fought the decisive battle with Benefactor Murong Chui!

At this moment.

In the image within the firmament.

The great battle was on the verge of breaking out!

Divine light flickered in Benefactor Murong Chui's eyes!

He moved!

He walked toward Young Yan Fei!

Every step he took was extremely precise, not a bit more or less!

Every step he took maintained the same speed.

He held the spear with one hand, and the spear radiance began to flicker at the tip of the spear!

Chi! Chi! Chi!

The next moment!

One saw Benefactor Murong Chui's Northern Overlord Spear fly directly into the sky, turning into countless spear shadows.

In an instant, it fully displayed his overbearing spirit as the Northern Overlord.

This scene.

Not only shocked everyone present at that time.

It also shocked all the living beings in the world who were watching the image in the firmament at this moment!

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Mongol Yuan Dynasty.

On the official road several miles outside Dadu City.

Benefactor Benefactor Murong Fu looked at the demeanor of his ancestor, the grandmaster Benefactor Murong Chui, in the firmament!

For a time, he was incomparably excited and filled with mixed feelings!

"Thinking of my ancestor Benefactor Murong Chui, he was a generation of Spear Emperors!"

"An overlord of a region!"

"It is a pity that in the end, he was defeated by Young Yan Fei, severely wounded by Young Yan Fei, and eventually never recovered!"

"Causing my Great Yan Kingdom to lose the possibility of contending with the Great Han Dynasty from then on!"

"If my ancestor Benefactor Murong Chui had not been injured!"

"Back then, if my ancestor Benefactor Murong Chui could have cast everything aside and immediately found a place to heal his wounds, he might have been able to recover!"

"But for the sake of the Great Yan Kingdom, he forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, led the army to retreat overnight, and even personally led the army to resist Tuoba Gui's pursuit, eventually causing his injuries to relapse, and he passed away on the way back to the country!"

"My Great Yan Kingdom has been in decline ever since!"

"What a pity this is!"

"Young Yan Fei!"

"He not only lived until now!"

"Moreover, he once took two women and passed the Heavenly Gate without entering!"

"Alas, it is time and fate!"

Although Benefactor Benefactor Murong Fu had long known the ending, looking at his ancestor Benefactor Murong Chui, who was awe-inspiring in the firmament image, he still hoped in his heart that his ancestor could win!

It is a pity.

History has no assumptions!

History has no "what ifs"!

Swish!

At this moment.