Chapter 195: I Will Definitely Take Her Life

Xiao Moting had trained in the Beijiang Army since he was young, following the Old General to learn blade techniques; his strikes were fierce and powerful, and on the battlefield, enemy troops could barely parry them.

Yet, Zhou Yanli appeared cold and detached, and his martial arts were surprisingly strong.

The two were actually evenly matched.

The originally bustling street suddenly descended into chaos.

The commoners and peddlers fled in all directions.

The city had just experienced a war, and everyone was still traumatized, wanting to avoid getting caught up in trouble.

"Clang!"

The blade and the Long Sword collided, the clanging sound of metal striking metal ringing incessantly, and sparks burst into the air.

Both were the strongest of the strong, and their fight was exceptionally intense.

For a moment, the air was filled with the flash of blades and shadows of swords, shimmering with silver light.

It was almost impossible to see their figures clearly.

Bai Wei stood to the side, watching with extreme tension.

In the ancient martial arts films she had watched, everything was special effects, but the real blades and weapons fighting before her eyes looked perilous!

If either of them were the slightest bit careless, blood would splatter three feet!

Suddenly!

Zhou Yanli dodged the blade edge Xiao Moting hacked down and thrust his sword toward him!

Bai Wei blurted out instinctively.

"Xiao Moting, watch—"

Before she could finish, she immediately covered her mouth with her hand, swallowing the word "out" back into her throat.

When experts fight for their lives, they cannot be distracted!

She could not disturb Xiao Moting!

Just at this moment, Zhou Yanli suddenly parried Xiao Moting's blade with his sword, took a verdant bamboo leaf from his sleeve, and placed it to his lips.

"Chirp—"

A clear, high-pitched whistle was blown from the bamboo leaf, soaring into the sky.

Bai Wei widened her eyes, "What is he doing..."

Before she could finish speaking!

She saw dozens of white pigeons flying rapidly from the sky!

These pigeons had originally been circling above, but upon hearing Zhou Yanli's bamboo leaf whistle, they swooped toward her as if they had received an order.

The flock of pigeons lunged at Bai Wei.

Bai Wei was terrified; she hurriedly hugged her head with one hand and kept waving them away with the other.

"Ah!"

"Go away!"

Although the pigeons could not cause her fatal wounds, their sharp beaks and claws could still hurt people!

Several bloody scratches were clawed onto Bai Wei's arm.

"Bai!"

Xiao Moting's expression changed; he immediately charged over, brandishing his Long Blade to drive away the flock of pigeons!

The blade wind was biting, the flock was scattered, and several feathers fell from the air.

But just at this moment!

A streak of cold light thrust toward his face!

Following it was Zhou Yanli's melodious voice, filled with mockery.

"Xiao Moting, you were distracted."

"This woman is your greatest weakness!"

Xiao Moting looked up, the Long Sword in Zhou Yanli's hand reflected in his pupils, shimmering with cold light!

He had no choice but to raise his blade to block!

Clang!

A clear sound of metal clashing!

The Long Blade in Xiao Moting's hand was actually knocked away by Zhou Yanli's sword, tracing a parabola in the air before falling to the ground with a clang.

A cold, mocking smirk appeared on Zhou Yanli's cold and beautiful face.

"You have lost, Prince of Zhenbei; today is your death day!"

Having said that, he thrust his sword fiercely toward Xiao Moting's chest!

Just at this instant!

Suddenly!

A crisp female voice rang out!

"Zhou Yanli!"

Zhou Yanli's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately pulled back his sword in mid-air and dodged to the side!

However, it was still a step too late!

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, startling the sparrows nearby into the sky!

His body shuddered, and a pool of bright red blood slowly seeped across his pristine white robe, looking exceptionally jarring!

Bai Wei panted, bravely blocking in front of Xiao Moting, holding the Handgun with both hands and aiming it at Zhou Yanli!

The situation just now was too urgent!

Seeing that Xiao Moting was about to be struck by a Long Sword, she thought of a plan in her desperation, took out the Handgun given by Zhou Yuchuan, and fired a shot.

Zhou Yanli clutched his injured shoulder, a flash of murderous intent appearing in his peach-blossom eyes.

He slowly raised his head, staring coldly and fixedly at the firearm in her hand.

"You woman who impersonates the Goddess of the Divine Witch Tribe, you really have been to the Treasure Vault! And you stole things from the Treasure Vault!"

A trace of blood stained his profile, and his long ink-colored hair clung messily to his face, like a white fox gone mad after being wounded—beautiful and fierce!

Bai Wei gripped the handle of the gun with both hands, looking at him without the slightest fear.

"Zhou Yanli, I don't know what things you are talking about!"

"Whatever Divine Witch Tribe, whatever Treasure Vault, none of it has anything to do with me!"

"Put down your sword immediately and don't you dare go near Xiao Moting! Otherwise, I will kill you right now!"

Zhou Yanli gave a mocking, light hum, "Just you?"

"If you aren't afraid of death, you can try."

Bai Wei stood in front of Xiao Moting, not daring to move the hand holding the gun at all, her heart pounding wildly.

The opponent was too strong.

This was the first defeat Xiao Moting had ever suffered!

The shot she had just fired was clearly aimed at Zhou Yanli, but for some reason, the second before she pulled the trigger, Zhou Yanli seemed to have sensed she would fire, and he actually forced himself to retract his sword and dodge in mid-air.

If not for the speed of the Bullet being so fast, she likely wouldn't have been able to wound him with that shot.

In the distance, the loud shouts of the Beijiang Army could be heard.

"Someone is assassinating the Prince and Bai!"

"Hurry over, protect them!"

"Fire arrows, kill the assassin!"

Bai Wei was suddenly overjoyed, "It's Qin Zhan and the others!"

Just now, Zhou Yanli had found people to pose as thieves to lure the guards away, and now they had returned.

Swoosh, swoosh!

Dozens of Tungsten Steel Arrows shot toward Zhou Yanli.

Zhou Yanli stood motionless, bright red blood staining his white robe.

Yet, as if he could not feel the pain, he lowered his injured left arm, switched his Long Sword to his left hand, and without even looking, slashed fiercely into the air.

"Clang."

The incoming arrows were sliced in two by his sword and fell to the ground.

Bai Wei's pupils constricted!

This... is this the true strength of the one honored as the 'National Preceptor' and revered as a god by the ancient imperial family?

This is too unscientific!

Not only could he predict that she would fire the gun, he could actually predict the direction the arrows were coming from!

He could also use poison and command birds; he simply didn't seem human!

The ancient Daliang actually had such a formidable figure, and he even looked exactly like Zhou Yuchuan!

Could it be that the opponent she encountered, Zhou Yanli, is an ancient god?

Alarm bells rang in Bai Wei's heart; she gripped the gun tightly, not daring to relax at all!

If she were the least bit careless, both she and Xiao Moting would die under the opponent's sword.

Xiao Moting also picked up a Long Blade and stood vigilantly by Bai Wei's side.

A large portion of Zhou Yanli's white clothes was dyed red with blood.

Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, his naturally fair face was now so pale it was translucent, and he appeared, in his entirety, to have a hint of fragility.

He staggered, then looked up and sneered.

"Xiao Moting, this time, I will spare your woman."

"You had best stay by her side every step of the way, otherwise, the day I have time, I will certainly take her life."

After speaking, he placed a green bamboo leaf to his lips.

A clear, resonant sound of a flute rang out!

The flock of pigeons rushed over once more.

Xiao Moting pulled Bai Wei behind him and swung his Long Blade, driving the flock of pigeons away.

By the time Bai Wei looked up again, Zhou Yanli was already gone.

Only a few pure white pigeon feathers drifted slowly down from the air.