Chapter 488: The Might of an Arrow

"Huduo greets the General!"

Yuan Huduo was only afraid that Li Xuanfeng would kill him silently and leave. This shout immediately covered all the sounds in the courtyard. Those drinking stopped their cups, those offering congratulations closed their mouths. Everyone's eyes turned to look, blankly looking at the stage, whispering to each other: "Who is this... could it be that he came to offer congratulations? How could he be treated so respectfully by Yuan Huduo?"

"It is a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

"I am afraid the visitor is not kind..."

Everyone's eyes were cast over. Li Xuanfeng just stood with his arms crossed, his eyes slowly becoming fierce, his waist and back straight, his broad shoulders blocking the light in front of Yuan Huduo completely. His voice was low, his tone stable: "I cannot afford to be called General by the Yuan family head. I merely serve in the Southern Frontier. Hearing that the child in the family has been wronged, I have come to ask the Yuan family head."

His voice was not loud, but the courtyard had long been silent enough to hear a pin drop. The cultivators were sharp-eared and bright-eyed, hearing it clearly. They looked at each other, all lowering their heads, each with their own thoughts. Some sneered, some were terrified, some worried for the two families, but most were gloating—all watching coldly.

'So it is a Li family member!'

'Listening to what he means... there is another hidden story...'

Li Xuanfeng's reputation was currently loud, first accumulated from killing demons and people, and then passed down by word of mouth by the direct descendants of the Seven Sects encountered in the Cave Heaven and overseas.

Although he rarely made a move in the sea, most people did not recognize his face and his attire. But when he said this, mentioning the Southern Frontier and being a General, everyone recognized this General Li, all secretly thinking in their hearts: "It is 【Jin Geng Gang String】 Li Xuanfeng... that divine bow of the Southern Frontier!"

Yuan Fuyao turned pale first, silently retreating into the crowd. He had also heard that the matter between the two families had spread as a broken engagement, but Yuan Fuyao had no way to deal with it. Yuan Huduo had repeatedly comforted him not to worry. Now, looking at the old man in black-gold armor above, he only felt that he could understand it less and less.

Yuan Huduo's forehead was sweating. At this moment, his life was at stake, and he could not say any harsh words. But if he softened, he would offend the Chi family after offending the Li family. A good show would be in vain, so he could only sigh long and remain silent.

Li Xuanfeng saw him remain silent and said softly:

"Your clan falsely created momentum and insulted my family for no reason. Regarding the old friendship between the two families, my brother does not want to cause more disputes and make the predecessors lose face, but I do not have that kind of breadth of mind. This matter cannot end like this."

Yuan Huduo reluctantly met his gaze, seeing the fierceness in the old general's eyes. His gaze was sharp, full of warning, but not much anger, as if saying: 'Good, you want to show your stance to the Chi family, then I will let him see enough!'

Yuan Huduo understood that the matter could not end well, so he sighed slowly, recalling the warning of his brother Yuan Huyuan, and answered:

"What does the General intend to do?"

Li Xuanfeng lightly wiped the black-gold beast head on his waist, and a large bow had already appeared in his hand, making Yuan Huduo's eyelids jump. The people below the stage shrank their necks and retreated a step in unison.

For no other reason, this long bow was simply too ferocious.

The golden bow was about eight feet long, with horns more than three feet long, presenting two colors of gold and red. The whole body flowed with light, and the golden energy and blood energy above seemed to rush into the sky. It looked like a murderous weapon that had killed countless demons and people.

The cultivators below slowly retreated. Only then did they realize the panic beneath Yuan Huduo's sweaty face. Hearing the reputation was never as good as seeing it with one's own eyes. Seeing that the Foundation Establishment was about to fight, some had already bowed and said goodbye, but more could not overcome the curiosity in their hearts and watched silently.

The head of the Song family was only at the late Qi Refining stage, moving his steps away in fear. Li Xuanfeng only looked at Yuan Huduo and said hoarsely: "I will give the family head two paths."

He slowly leveled the long bow, and the arrow quiver at his waist made a clanging sound: "I understand that the family head is cautious, and there are cultivators escorting you when you go out. You can try to see if the one person and one demon hidden in the mountains, and the two Foundation Establishment cultivators working together, can protect the family head."

"It is just that once this mysterious arrow is released, it will definitely see blood."

Yuan Huduo had never thought that Li Xuanfeng had seen through his arrangements so clearly. Secretly feeling timid, the metal and iron weapons in the courtyard began to tremble and jump. Li Xuanfeng looked at him sweating profusely and continued: "Second, out of consideration for the friendship between your clan and my uncle, I will give the family head twenty breaths of time. Just take one arrow from me. After this arrow, the grievances and insults between the two families will be offset, and it will end here!"

Yuan Huduo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, understanding that Li Xuanfeng had ultimately spared his life. This arrow was mostly to show the Chi family, and he thought to himself:

"No matter how capable you, Li Xuanfeng, are, how much can the might of one arrow be?"

But no matter how well he understood the other party's bottom line, he did not dare to provoke him. He only bowed and answered:

"Please release the arrow, General."

Seeing Li Xuanfeng nod, Yuan Huduo flew up without hesitation, driving the wind. Two talismans in his sleeves burned rapidly, flying away like a comet, and two protective shields on his body shone brightly, appearing very secure.

Li Xuanfeng also drew his bow and nocked an arrow following his movements. A golden-red spirit arrow jumped up from the quiver, and golden light shone on the long bow, illuminating the surroundings. The polished smooth stone bricks on the ground shone brightly, reflecting a hazy golden light.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Everyone felt as if their faces were being cut by knives. The fine wine and delicacies on the tables shook, clinking together. The golden yellow luster flowing on Li Xuanfeng's armor became brighter and brighter, slowly rising into the sky.

The arrow on the long bow in his hand was the one that had been refined by 【Six Dings Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo】 and 【Stop War】 in the past. Now it was carefully crafted and painted with complex array patterns, radiating brilliant light and bursting out streaks of Gang energy.

Counting to twenty breaths, the cultivators in the courtyard had already retreated outside the courtyard. Li Xuanfeng gently let go.

"Buzz..."

"Boom!"

Many jade cups and jade pots on the tables in the courtyard exploded, broken jade and clear wine splashing out, scattering like rain all over the sky. The courtyard seemed to be swept by a wild wind, tables and chairs collapsed, a mess.

These things hit them head-on, causing everyone to raise their sleeves to cover themselves. But their spiritual sense had long been tightly locked on that golden bow, only feeling an emptiness in their spiritual sense, catching nothing at all.

"So fast."

The golden arrow had already vanished without a trace, and the crowd had no choice but to look up toward the distance one after another. On the horizon, a black shadow fell dejectedly like a bird with broken wings. The crowd looked at each other in panic, and Li Xuanfeng, who had been at the head of the group, had already disappeared.

"Ah?!"

Li Xuanfeng was not being arrogant. This mysterious arrow of his was now completely different. Even if taken out alone after leaving the golden bow in his hand, it was a Foundation Establishment magic treasure.

It was even more rare that it had been tempered by Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo. This mysterious arrow could store Gang energy for a long time and could store Jin Gang in advance. And Yuan Huduo's Immortal Foundation, cultivation method, and cultivation were all below him. Only then could Li Xuanfeng conclude that this arrow was enough to deter everyone and wash away the past shame.

Now that an arrow had been shot, he naturally cast a spell and drifted toward the east.

"Quick, save the family head!"

Everyone was only afraid that Yuan Huduo would die here. The head of the Song family was so scared that he hurriedly drove the wind and flew up. Everyone disappeared like a whirlwind, leaving only Yuan Fuyao and a few people standing in the courtyard in panic.

Yuan Huduo was flying by driving the wind. Although he thought that Li Xuanfeng's arrow would not do much, he was also a cautious person and was not careless. He used two talismans in a row and took out a spirit shield from his storage bag.

Placing this earth-colored spirit shield behind him, Yuan Huduo finally felt a bit of security. With a thought, there were still eleven breaths of time.

"The further, the better!"

Relying on his past experience, he moved forward in one breath, hesitated for a breath, and secretly thought:

"After all, he is a direct descendant of the Three Sects. One must never be careless."

Yuan Huduo actually reversed his magic power, a flush appearing on his face, his essence and blood energy rising and falling. He used an escape technique that consumed essence and blood, his figure full of blood shadows, galloping away.

A harsh buzzing sound suddenly rang in his ears, and two cracks split on his cheeks. Before Yuan Huduo could make a reaction in shock, he only felt an emptiness in his heart.

He lowered his head and saw that his heart and lungs were empty, with only a large hole left. Only then did the sound of the protective shield shattering ring in his ears. That earth-yellow spirit shield had already flown away, deeply embedded in the cliff.

Yuan Huduo almost died in one breath, his eyes staring straight at the sky, spitting out sprays of blood from his mouth.

His tenacious will saved his life. He forcibly stabilized his cultivation, and the Immortal Foundation 'Dingyuan Spring', which rejuvenated his vitality and maintained his body, operated rapidly, hanging onto his life.

He touched a jade box from his hand, crushed it with a thud, took out the blooming spirit flower inside, and hurriedly swallowed it into his abdomen. A flush immediately appeared on his face, which finally hung onto his life.

He quickly raised his Qi, but the magic wind under his feet had already been shattered by the overbearing golden energy. He could not spare any magic power to control the magic wind. He touched a round thing from his storage bag.

This spirit object presented a vermilion color, looking like flesh but not flesh, like soil but not soil, but it kept moving. Yuan Huduo stuffed it into the large hole between his heart and lungs. Only then did he have the energy to drive the wind.

But he was dizzy, only feeling streaks of Jin Gang energy wandering in his body. The wind under his feet gathered and dispersed, gathered and dispersed, paused slightly in the air, broke countless trees, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

This fall knocked down many trees, startling a flock of birds and beasts. Fortunately, no matter what, he had a Foundation Establishment body and had paused twice in the air, so he did not fall too miserably.

But he was seriously injured after all. Although this fall would not kill him, he was unconscious and stopped breathing. Only then did the spirit shield fly out from the mountain, falling beside him with a clatter.

Everyone stopped one after another, drifting down one by one, surrounding Yuan Huduo. They were all too shocked to speak, only feeling that this person's breath was weak. Before they could look closely, a gray mist had already killed its way into the crowd, quickly turning into a human shape, picking up Yuan Huduo on the ground, and disappearing.

This gray mist was naturally the Yuan family's protective demon beast. It did not forget to roll up the spirit shield on the ground, grinding the bloodstains on the sand clean to prevent them from falling into the hands of others, and quickly disappeared into the sky.

The cultivators could only look at each other and retreat. One of them looked left and right and sighed:

"The might of an arrow, actually to this extent!"

The person beside him nodded empathetically and answered: "I never thought that since Li Chijing disappeared, the Li family still had such a character! Bullying the orphan of others..."

"Looking at this appearance of only having one breath left, where is it that he couldn't kill him? It is just for the sake of friendship, sparing a life!"

Mount Qingdu.

"Chen Yang... Chen Mufeng..."

Li Xijun was sitting beside the desk, explaining the previous events clearly, and sitting before him were two old men.

The leading old man was wearing a wide-sleeved Daoist robe, listening carefully, his expression very gentle. He was at the ninth layer of Qi Refining. The other person was one-armed, seemingly only miscellaneous Qi, his expression serious, his head full of white hair.

"Two clan elders, the matter is just like this."

Li Xijun finished speaking one by one. The old man in the wide-sleeved Daoist robe sighed and nodded, answering: "I understand."

This person was Chen Donghe. Time flowed like water. He had spent another dozen years in Qi Refining. This old man was diligent and conscientious. Except for occasionally sitting on Mount Xiping, he had no other hobbies.

As for the other person, he was the oldest clan elder of the Li family, named Li Qiuyang. He had been injured in the market and burned by Tianwu Tianwu Binghuo. He was saved with all his might. Now his hair and beard were withered, his eyes were dim, and he could almost no longer make a move.

But this old man still nodded and answered: "We will go to the Chen family right now!"

These two, one was Chen Mufeng's master, and one was the ancestor of the Chen family. Li Xijun naturally trusted them and said softly:

"It is just a mention, no need to take it too much to heart."

Li Xijun watched the two go down, only then sitting back in the high position. Li Yuexiang to the side blinked and said softly: "Brother is very attentive."

Li Chengliao also stood to the side, seemingly having something to report, but he had not found an opportunity to speak for a long time. Li Xijun sighed:

"I see that the boy's eyes are unyielding. Although the heir can suppress him... we who look after the house cannot let him go. Naturally, we need to tie a few more chains to be at ease."

"Chengming and Zhou Xing's talent is not high. Perhaps it was all taken by Zhouwei alone. And he is struggling alone, inevitably left and right. If Chen Yang is used well, he can be worth dozens of people."

Li Yuexiang nodded slightly. Before she could say anything, Li Xijun thought carefully and solemnly asked the two to come over:

"Yuexiang, Chengliao, listen well."

Li Yuexiang hurriedly paid attention, and Li Chengliao also looked over solemnly. Li Xijun then said softly: "Looking at the people who have held power in our family for several generations, those who died violently, were cursed, or were assassinated—how many have retired successfully? I am afraid that even in ordinary families in the town, there would not be such sudden deaths generation after generation. Once you sit in the two positions of Qingdu and the Middle Hall, you must have the thought of death."

"I act in Qingdu, Chengliao governs the family in Lijing, both must prevent micro-gradual changes. But if it comes to the time of exchanging sons for sons..."

Li Xijun paused and said softly:

"Do not begrudge your life, and even more, plan for the hundred-year matter first."

The two nodded. Li Xijun put away the wooden slip in his hand. Li Chengliao stepped forward and said respectfully: "Reporting to Eighth Uncle, Ancestor Xuanfeng appeared at the Song family's wedding, saying that he wants to settle the grievances between the two families completely!"

"The ancestor only shot one arrow, almost beating Yuan Huduo into a state of soul and form being destroyed, only leaving one breath to hang onto his life with our family's 【Wanling Flower】, and he was protected back by the Yuan family!"

Li Xijun's eyebrows twitched slightly upon hearing this. He had known that Li Xuanfeng would inevitably go to deter them, but he did not expect that his fierce might would reach such a point. He said softly to Li Yuexiang to the side:

"Little sister, the ancestor has vented your anger!" ===== CHAPTER 489 =====