Chapter 727

Pfft…

His aura domain shattered, the White Camel Old Ancestor spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face deathly pale.

His body swayed, and he nearly fell from midair.

"White Camel Old Ancestor…"

From the moment Yi Tianxing suddenly appeared, to him using glazed sword qi to break the White Camel Old Ancestor's aura domain.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

By the time Borhu came to his senses, the White Camel Old Ancestor had already suffered no light an injury.

He could naturally tell that Yi Tianxing was an enemy, not a friend.

Seeing the White Camel Old Ancestor wounded, worry rose in his heart, and he called out to him once more as White Camel Old Ancestor.

With the aura domain damaged, without the help of cultivation secret medicines and the like, it would take a year or more to recover.

Worse still, it was very likely that his martial path would come to a halt right here.

This was practically sentencing the White Camel Old Ancestor to death.

But before outsiders, the White Camel Old Ancestor did not wish to lose face, and could only force himself to endure, saying to Borhu,

"General need not worry, this old man is fine."

Only then did he stare hawkishly at Yi Tianxing and ask,

"Who exactly are you? How dare you strike at this old man — do you know the price?"

The Dayuan was one of the three great empires under heaven; apart from the Qinglong Society, even the foremost empire, the Great Qin, would not wish to make an enemy of the Dayuan.

Because Yi Tianxing had achieved cultivation at such a young age, his outward appearance looked about the same age as Sikong Yuchi Zhen.

So the White Camel Old Ancestor never imagined that the man before him was precisely a member of the Qinglong Society.

He was even the Hall Master of the Eleventh Month!

"Then do you know the price of striking at him?"

Before Yi Tianxing could speak, Sikong Yuchi Zhen at this moment actually countered with a question?

"Yellow-mouthed child, do not think that because you have a bit of cultivation, the world is only this big!

This old man tells you, even this old man is only an ordinary person in the Dayuan.

Above this old man, the Dayuan has no telling how many experts!

State your name. This old man may perhaps plead for you, and have the Dayuan deal with you lightly!"

These words made it sound as though the one injured was not he, White Camel Old Ancestor, but Yi Tianxing.

It was even as though White Camel Old Ancestor at this moment could represent the entire Dayuan!

"Who dares to destroy the central army's great banner?"

Just as Yi Tianxing was preparing to answer, Seeing Meng Chixing and Watching Bi Xuan, who had rushed over from the north, had finally arrived.

They had originally heard from General Wulisu that someone was assaulting Borhu's central army great banner.

Knowing the situation was urgent, they rushed over without a care for anything.

On the way, they happened to see the great banner collapse, and afterward the eight thousand-man squads outside grew somewhat panicked, no longer launching mounted archery against Captain Chenzhi's Tang Army unit.

This kind of chaos was spreading further across every part of the battlefield.

Clearly, in no time at all, it would reach the north.

Seeing Meng Chixing and Watching Bi Xuan were anxious beyond measure, and rushed over at once.

They happened to witness this very scene.

Having crossed blades once with Sikong Yuchi Zhen and met him several times, Seeing Meng Chixing locked onto Sikong Yuchi Zhen directly,

"Boy, it really was you who destroyed the great banner! Give me your life!"

With the great banner destroyed, the course of the battle was very likely to be delayed because of it.

Added to that, Seeing Meng Chixing had spotted the Kanglong Mace up in the north.

Old grudges and new feuds alike, he could no longer be bothered with Yi Tianxing hovering at Sikong Yuchi Zhen's side, and struck at Sikong Yuchi Zhen directly.

The moment he moved, it was the spiritual strange power of his Demon Teacher Palace.

Only, his demon seed had not reached great completion, so its might was naturally not that great.

"I say, is everyone in your Dayuan this arrogant?"

Yi Tianxing could not help but feel a bit annoyed.

His appearance this time had been for a mission; he had not intended to fight anyone from the Dayuan.

Yet from the White Camel Old Ancestor to Seeing Meng Chixing, every one of them had ignored him completely.

As though here, there was only Sikong Yuchi Zhen alone.

Even though Yi Tianxing did not care about such things, he was still displeased at this moment.

Sensing Seeing Meng Chixing's spiritual strange power spreading over like tentacles, he gave a cold snort.

A sword intent rose from the depths of his heart.

"Ah…"

Seeing Meng Chixing's spiritual strange power, stimulated by this sword intent, immediately reversed course and came flooding back.

This strike made Seeing Meng Chixing feel even more of a headache than Sikong Yuchi Zhen's blow with the Kanglong Mace.

In an instant, he nearly felt as though his head were splitting apart.

"Who are you?"

Watching Bi Xuan did not rush to act; seeing Seeing Meng Chixing in such a wretched state, he laughed inwardly, while on his face he regarded Yi Tianxing with a somewhat solemn look.

"Qinglong Society, Yi Tianxing of the Eleventh Month!"

Yi Tianxing was somewhat annoyed, and stated his name outright.

"Ah…"

The moment that name was spoken, everyone present—including Boerhu, the White Camel Old Ancestor, and even the Yuan army officers watching from afar—was utterly stunned.

Watching Bi Xuan bore the brunt of it, and felt it was only natural!

After all, earlier at the Chengguan government office, he had run into the Qinglong Society's altar master Kou Zhong.

For someone called "November" to suddenly appear now was only to be expected.

"So it is Hall Master November himself. Watching Bi Xuan pays his respects! Please do not take offense, Hall Master Yi, at our earlier discourtesy."

This time, it was Watching Bi Xuan who was first to react.

At this moment, the White Camel Old Ancestor wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, since he had just been using the Great Yuan to pressure Yi Tianxing.

Who would have known he had kicked an iron plate!

Were Qinglong Society people really everywhere?

Fine that you helped the Great Tang guard the defensive array node of the government office, but now you're actually stepping out in person to protect someone?

Then why not just let the Great Yuan know—go ahead and cover Yanmen Pass, and the whole Great Tang while you're at it, how about that?

Our Great Khan Tie Muzhen guarantees he wouldn't even dare fart, let alone come south for this campaign, alright?

The White Camel Old Ancestor, unable to keep up his inner complaints, tried to slip away while no one over here was paying him any attention.

"Oh! Being ordinary is fine, but—"

"That old bastard just now—yes, I'm talking about you!"

Just as he feared, the White Camel Old Ancestor, who had been preparing to flee, was still publicly singled out by Yi Tianxing with an outstretched finger.

"That old bastard just now asked me in front of everyone that striking him meant striking the Great Yuan.

Does that mean the Great Yuan wants to go to war with the Qinglong Society?"

The moment the words fell, the already strange atmosphere almost froze solid.

Every single person present now didn't even dare to draw a breath.

Afraid that one wrong word would truly bring about a war between the Qinglong Society and the Great Yuan.

"This…"

Boerhu, having witnessed all of this, had already cursed the White Camel Old Ancestor to death in his heart.

That old bastard—when things mattered, he was crouching there, hiding, playing Sun Zi.

Only after confirming the Kanglong Mace was gone did he come out to act.

Fine that he made his move, but why did he have to play the reclusive master? Not only did he poison all his own personal guards, he even gave Sikong Yuchi Zhen the chance to break the great banner.

And look—the great banner is gone now!