Outside Qingzhifang.
Long Qingfeng held a knife in his arms and was lazily leaning there to bask in the sun.
There had been a lot of chaos in Beijing these two days, and he had to step up patrols.
As the commander of the imperial army, he originally had to guard the palace, but because he didn't have enough manpower, he had to go into battle.
I just walked around a few times and wanted to rest here for a while.
"Commander, the Beiyuan master who disappeared a few times ago has appeared and is now walking towards the west of the city."
"What?"
Long Qingfeng suddenly became energetic.
A few days ago, he found out that a Beiyuan master had sneaked into Luo City. When he went to chase him, he had disappeared.
In the past few days, he had been tracing the whereabouts of the other party, but had made no progress. He did not expect that the other party would show up on his own initiative.
"Immediately pursue him. We must not let him run away this time."
Long Qingfeng said.
Long Qingfeng and his subordinates quietly chased after him.
On the street, Yeluguang suddenly stopped and stared ahead warily.
At this time, the densely packed Forbidden Army appeared. Long Qingfeng's sword had been unsheathed and he was staring straight ahead, with murderous intent surging in the air.
"Your Excellency is so brave. You dare to come to my capital of Daxia. Come with me."
Long Qingfeng said confidently.
He is at the pinnacle of the eighth level and is very confident in his own strength.
"He is Long Qingfeng, the commander of the Great Xia Forbidden Army, the pinnacle of the eighth rank."
Da Lei told Yeluguang about Long Qingfeng's situation in a low voice.
Having been undercover in Kyoto for many years, Darrey knows all the masters in Luo City.
"Just because you want to stop me is not enough."
Ye Luguang stepped forward again and ignored Long Qingfeng.
"court death!"
Long Qingfeng was angry and swung his sword, slashing it down with a bright light.
"Boom!"
Yeluguang took action, like thunder exploding.
Long Qingfeng flew backwards. After landing, he took seven or eight steps back before stopping. There was already blood on the corner of his mouth.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities."
Yeluguang said coldly.
Then he continued to stride forward.
"Yeluguang, the second master of Beiyuan."
Long Qingfeng recognized the opponent's identity when he took action.
As a peak eighth-level martial artist, although he has the ability to fight against ninth-level martial arts, he can only hurt ninth-level ones like Elder Qian.
Like Ye Luguang, unless he fights tooth and nail, it is meaningless to only hurt the opponent if he fights tooth and nail.
"Elder Yelu, Long Qingfeng has appeared. We have alerted the Great Xia Forbidden Army. I am afraid that the masters of the Forbidden Army will be dispatched soon."
"It is not appropriate for us to go see the Langya Pavilion Master at this time, we should retreat."
Darley advised him that he didn't want to see Li Qingxuan in the first place because it was too dangerous.
"Haha! The speed of the Forbidden Army masters gathering is enough for me to destroy the so-called Langya Pavilion."
Yeluguang remained unmoved.
Soon they came to a shop with the words "Qingzhi Fang" written on a plaque directly above the door.
"The dignified Langya Pavilion was originally hidden in a place like this."
Yeluguang looked indifferent.
After today, Langya Pavilion will no longer exist.
He is the second master of Bei Yuan. At the ninth level, even the generals around King Zhenbei can't do anything to him.
With the scarcity of tenth-grade masters, he naturally had the confidence to break into any dragon's pool or tiger's den.
"Qingzhifang?"
Although Long Qingfeng didn't stop Yeluguang, he kept following Yeluguang.
His men had already called for reinforcements, how could he let Yeluguang escape.
"Where is this Qingzhifang? It shouldn't be the stronghold of Beiyuan, otherwise Yeluguang wouldn't show up so arrogantly."
"As long as Ye Luguang can visit it in person, there must be a mystery in it."
Long Qingfeng thought in his heart.
Qingzhifang.
Yeluguang walked in.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw a figure in white clothes with lazily curled hair, splashing ink there.
"Look northwest and shoot the Sirius..."
Li Qingxuan finished writing the last few words and put away the pen. He was very satisfied with his work.
Fortunately, I learned calligraphy in my previous life. Otherwise, when I came to this world, my handwriting would look like chicken feet and I would be embarrassed to see others.
He took out the seal carved by his wife and stamped it, then turned around calmly.
[A ninth-grade master has six flaws all over his body and his techniques are flawed, so his martial arts is stuck at a bottleneck. After a breakthrough, he can reach the peak of the ninth grade.
Under the eyes of God, all the qualification information of the other party appeared in Li Qingxuan's mind. ]
Close to the peak of ninth level, this strength is very strong.
If he goes one step further, he will be almost on par with Yun Ling. No wonder the other party is so confident.
Da Lei did not dare to enter Qingzhifang, but looked at the door from a distance.
He knew that entering Qingzhifang was the same as committing suicide.
But Yeluguang didn't force him.
Seeing Da Lei outside, Li Qingxuan almost guessed the other person's identity.
"Where is the master of Langya Pavilion? Get out."
Ye Luguang ignored Li Qingxuan, because in his eyes, such a young man was definitely not a master.
The master of Langya Pavilion should at least be an old man like himself.
After all, most of the people in power in Beiyuan are old people.
It's not based on seniority, it's mainly because the strength of the younger generation simply cannot compare with that of the older generation.
"I ask you, where is the master of Langya Pavilion?"
When the old man saw no reaction, his face showed a bit of displeasure.
"Do you have anything to do with Master Langya Pavilion?"
Only then did Li Qingxuan speak.
"Of course something happened. Let the master of Langya Pavilion come out to see me quickly, otherwise I will demolish this place."
Oh, the old man is quite domineering.
Li Qingxuan raised his eyebrows and said in a funny tone: "To tell you the truth, I am the master of Langya Pavilion, and he wants to demolish my Qingzhifang. Old man, you are very arrogant."
"You are!"
Ye Luguang couldn't help but look at Li Qingxuan again.
Although Ye Luguang didn't really believe that Li Qingxuan was the one, he knew that time was running out and the people from the Imperial Army would be arriving soon.
So I had already decided to deal with the young man in front of me regardless of whether it was true or not.
But just as the zhenqi in his body was about to be executed, a huge sense of crisis came.
The door of Qingzhifang closed automatically, and a young man in white clothes appeared behind him.
Yeluguang couldn't help but shudder.
The energy in this man is so terrifying.
The feeling I feel is as unfathomable as an abyss.
Due to his many years of combat experience, he had an intuition that if he had taken action just now, he would probably turn into a corpse the next moment.
"I don't have anything to do, I just came to take a look."
Ye Luguang quickly changed his words, smiled stiffly, and wanted to turn around and leave.
"hehe!"
Li Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh.
This old man's reaction ability is not bad, but Qingzhifang is not something you can just come to if you think about it.
"Last time there was someone like you, the third master of Beiyuan, my fellow countryman. Why don't you go down and accompany him?"
Li Qingxuan said with a hint of fun.
Yeluguang's face suddenly turned purple, knowing that he had failed today.
I can't fight, I can't run, am I really going to die here.
After hesitating for a moment, Ye Luguang said with a smile: "If we have something to talk about, I can exchange my life for a shocking secret."
Great power? That's big enough.
However, the other party's words successfully aroused Li Qingxuan's interest.
"Come, tell me."
Li Qingxuan motioned for him to sit down on the chair.