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For a moment, Wang Kun's mind went blank.
He was not a stranger to storms, his life had been full of ups and downs.
It's not that he hasn't clashed with genuine peerless prodigies — he even dueled with Dou Zhao within the Tai Xu Pavilion!
But you mother**er, you killed Lee Lung-chuan!
Can Li Longchuan also kill
So he’s from Qi State’s top aristocratic families, the first-class clans in the world, with incense burning in the Hall of Protecting the Country! A family of heroes who restored the nation!
That is the face of Qi!
Such a person, first tried to kill me. I hesitated for a long time, calculated the consequences, even brought the knife to his neck, but ultimately forced myself to withdraw and didn't dare to really kill him!
You, you, you Tian Anping, what kind of mixed breed are you You come over with a knife and chop off someone's head! Such reckless audacity!
Only when Tian Anping uttered the words "You started the war" did Wang Kun suddenly wake up. Li Longchuan's identity and whether he could be killed were no longer the point. After this blow, the situation was entirely different.
For those who dare to provoke Qi from the side of their own bed, Qi will absolutely not tolerate it.
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It was then that he realized the blade in Tian Anping's hand was so familiar...
...but within his own scabbard there was no blade!
“What a scoundrel!” Wang Kun roared angrily: “A hero like Haojie wouldn't die in obscurity, nor would a hero like Li Longchuan die by a hidden blade! I didn't make the move — you did!”
He berated them from a moral high ground with his words, but his body swiftly retreated in the flickering lights and shadows. He didn't just retreat himself, he also issued a secret order, commanding the entire army to scatter and flee.
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Tian Anping openly intended to use Li Longchuan's head as a display, splashing a bucket of dirty water onto his own forehead. He chose this moment, when the situation was beyond death and heaven's secrets were muddled. Calling out to heaven but receiving no answer, calling out to earth but getting no response.
Today's events must be spread. Otherwise, I will live a shameful life and die an unfulfilled one. Even the waters of a vast river cannot wash away this shame!
But his figure suddenly froze.
The art of concealment surrounding him could not be dispelled.
He didn't realize what means Tian Anping used at all, and he was already involuntarily fixed in mid-air. Maintaining a hasty retreat posture, his eyes widened in astonishment.
Those gaping insults somehow materialized into something tangible.
“Good”, “dog”, “thief”…
He watched in stunned silence as his words, uttered moments ago, transformed into individual characters formed by sound waves. They hung suspended in the air before him.
And he couldn't help but open his mouth, watching as those square characters flew back into his mouth one by one, smashing into his throat!
"Hmm!"
His teeth were shattered, his tongue sliced, and his mouth was filled with blood. He let out a painful groan that became a tangible weapon, cleaving his throat, piercing his internal organs!
He desperately mobilized his spiritual essence, trying to summon secret techniques, showing a flicker of resistance, displaying the spirit of a Jingguo person—however, consciousness instantly plunged into obscurity, sinking into an endless abyss!
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It's too late...
This young prodigy of the Jing Nation, who had failed on the battlefield of Xingyueyuan and lost his gamble on Tianxia City, wasn't at the very top, but he could certainly be called "tenacious." He stubbornly seized the third opportunity to prove himself, yet died tragically at sea.
The waters of the anglerfish were already clear, but now they seemed so murky.
Those brave Jing Guo soldiers who drew their swords were fierce troops from the Dou'e Army. They formed squads into assault formations, surging forward like fish in a rapids, wave after wave, charging towards Tian Anping.
At this moment, petals fell like rain!
They couldn't comprehend Tian Anping's power at all, unaware of why they died and with no possibility of escape.
Not even a scream.
There was only the sound of water, plopping.
The golden light scattered when the ancient heavenly road collapsed before spread throughout the East China Sea, and this remote corner was no exception.
But the anglerfish's habitat seemed to have never been illuminated.
It seems eternally silent, with a long-lasting, eerie stillness.
The Jingjun camp, still under construction, was drained of its power in an instant and crumbled to pieces.
The magical array on the tortoise shell lost its power and ceased to function. The giant turtle's empty shell plummeted down, crashing onto the sea surface with an exceptionally loud boom.
Like a dream to a dreamer.
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Tian Anping watched the falling scene with calm. He held a blood-stained long sword in his hand, across his body, glanced at it without any ripple, and then loosened his fingers, allowing the famous blade made by Wang Kun from Jing Guo Cheng Tian Fu to join the ranks of those who fell into the sea.
...become one of the "thumps".
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Both people and swords are inanimate objects; there is no difference.
At this moment, he relaxed his five fingers, which were stretched out in the air. He gently reached forward just like that, and the void split open. He closed his five fingers and pulled back from the imperceptible crack in the void. From that tiny fissure, he grasped a slender wisp of a wandering soul!
This wisp of soul was still struggling and twisting, yet it had manifested the face of Li Longchuan.
Tian Anping appeared suddenly, drawing his sword abruptly. The suddenness took everyone by surprise, and he himself was caught off guard. At the brink of death, he used the Candlelight Divine Ability to conceal one soul in an extremely hidden void fissure, not daring to make a sound.
Even so, it was still discovered by Tian Anping and exposed.
Before this person, all resistance seems futile, and every means ineffective.
The Shimen Li clan, generations of military families. Every page of history books is turned over, and the history of war is the history of the world.
Li Longchuan was self-assured in his military strategy, especially being clear-headed.
In the moment Tian Anping drew his sword, he already understood what Tian Anping intended to do. He also admitted, if one disregarded the honor of a general, the morality of a person, and set aside his own feelings as someone about to be executed... this could be considered a brilliant move. It could quickly establish dominance in the East China Sea.
Thus, in this moment too, I finally know that death is inevitable.
No cursing, no negotiation, nor begging for mercy.
Li Longchuan's remnant soul merely closed his eyes.
In his heart, he silently said: Sister can be enfeoffed...
Li Fengyao swaggered into the family ancestral hall, and with his own hand, he changed Meiyù's "Yáo" in the family tree to "Yao," the female equivalent of the name Shengwang. He never disguised his determination, nor was he a soft-natured person who went along with everyone.
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Although Li Longchuan was beaten by his sister since he was a child, earning the nickname "fear my sister like a tiger," he was also quite proud. There are some things he could concede, but there are some things he couldn't. Li Fengyao wouldn't allow him to "concede" either.
It can be said that regarding the hereditary title of Marquis of Destroying Cities belonging to the Li clan of Shímen, there will certainly be a struggle in the future.
It's just that the two siblings have always gotten along well since they were young, and this day has been dragged on. They have always competed in a healthy way.
There was a story about the Qi clan of Donglai that came before this. Li, the matriarch, had warned them early on to know their limits. They themselves were also very restrained.
But the truth from ancient times to the present day is this—when someone reaches a certain position, they cannot represent only themselves.
For so long, Li Fengyao has been running her business on Bing Huang Island. Those who followed her to the harsh lands, could they possibly be born with a taste for hardship Wasn't it all for the sake of a future! They elevated Li Fengyao, how could she just ignore them
As for himself, over the years of fighting in the demon world, he had also gained a loyal band of followers. These people deserved glory and to move forward. How many had stood in front of blades for him, risked their lives for him Could he possibly ignore them
He was always afraid of that day. Not afraid of the competition itself, but afraid that the blood kinship between himself and his sister would be distorted in the competition.
History has been repeatedly played out. People are always being transformed by power and status into something different from their original selves.
Now that's settled, at least we don't have to worry about that anymore...
If he could still draw his bow, he would surely kill himself.
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If he had a lute in hand at this time, he could also sing for it with great fervor.
Li Longchuan died today, it is truly a pity, I haven't seen the full extent of my grief!
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"Li Fengyao She is indeed capable, worthy of the title 'Destroying City Marquis,'" Tian Anping said with interest. "Your last thoughts are quite unique, different from all the people I've killed before. Rather... how should I say it Sprightly"
Tian Anping could actually hear his own thoughts!
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Even as a remnant soul, Li Longchuan couldn't help but be astonished. He forced himself to focus his thoughts, refusing to contemplate anything that might reveal the secrets of the Shimen Li clan and give Tian Anping an advantage.
Tian Anping looked at him rather boredly: "Your soul has no fluctuation at all, what's the difference between this and being dead"
All boring things should not exist.
If Tian Anping also had something like a "killing intent," this would be it.
Li Longchuan's heart was as still as iron, his mind devoid of all thoughts except for the words he was about to speak. Slowly, he said: "Li Longchuan's death today is your tribulation tomorrow. My friend, will kill you."
"Which friend of yours" Tian Anping asked.
Whether it's Yan Fu or Chong Xuan, no matter if they lead an army into battle or engage in a duel, he doesn't believe they can kill him.
Even renowned figures like General Li Zhengyan and Imperial Scholar Li Zhenshu would not be spared.
It is nothing more than using political means and exploiting the current situation to pressure.
But this time, he won't leave any evidence.
Even this matter, will never have a second person knowing the specific truth. At most, only suspicions, flowing in this sea called "Ghostface Fish"!
At this time, he suddenly thought of a name.
Thinking of the boy who picked the leader's flower in the Qixing Building secret realm back then.
Thinking about that person who first came to Yicheng, ordered to take Liu Xiao away, but only dared to face himself and retreat step by step...
The First War of the Xia Dynasty's greatest achievement, breaking historical records to become the number one in the world
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That is indeed a good friend of Li Longchuan. “To be called the bandit of Linzi” though
Tian Anping thought quietly for a while, and then revealed the first smile of the day. He laughed like a child: "I don't believe it."
Five fingers clenched tight, completely closed together. The remnants of a soul in the palm flew away like smoke.
It is known to all that Tian Anping was forbidden from entering the capital for ten years, but it is unknown that during those ten years, he did not waste his time.
Li Longchuan died very cleanly, not a shred of true spirit left.
It's not just him.
The entire anglerfish habitat was remarkably “clean,” not even a single live fish could be found.
Tian Anping didn't care about being clean or dirty, and he didn't have any particular hobbies. But he was used to being quiet.
This world should give way to his habits.
He did not stay here, but walked straight out. As he walked, he took out a conch-shaped communication device and said calmly, "Wang Kun killed Li Longchuan, and I happened to pass by, so I killed Wang Kun. You write up a report and send it to Jueming Island."
He is not an emotionally expressive person and has no habit of performing.
Some things should be left to those who are more capable.
He did not listen to the response from deep within the seashell, crushed it with his hand, and traveled a thousand miles in a single step, vanishing in an instant.
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Tian Chang was always receiving orders on Bazhou Island. At that time, he was in charge of the island's reconstruction work—
>Hakujō Island was recently attacked, with over half of the high-ranking members of the Tajima clan slaughtered, including ta Hidenori, who was inspecting the island. Afterward, for unknown reasons, the attackers suddenly withdrew. The assailants were very careful and left no useful clues behind. Everyone who saw them was killed.
Only from the distribution of the deceased on the island, and their similar manner of death, can it be deduced that there were two attackers.
This was a huge loss for Oze, of course he was heartbroken and couldn't eat or sleep. He was consumed with rage, wishing to immediately grind the culprit into dust.
But what can be said... the dead are gone, and the living must continue to live.
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Tian Huwen died, and the responsibilities he carried were shouldered by Tian Chang without hesitation.
Rebuilding Bajia Island is a process of taking responsibility, conveniently taking on some power, and making work easier. The approval of the Grand Marshal is enough, and everyone else, whether they understand it or not, should understand.
But after the order from Prince Anping arrived, the most important task at hand was no longer rebuilding Bagu Island.
The news about Lord Anping was simple, but the information was crucial and couldn't be delayed for a moment.
He immediately assembled the private army of the Tian clan on the island and urgently summoned the Chongjia Island troops —
"King Jing of the State of Jing, when traversing the Heavenly Road in ancient times, used the power of the descendant of Ba Xia to forcefully capture Li Longchuan... out of personal vengeance, he brutally killed him! The people of the State of Jing intended to harm us at the Eastern Sea, they have gone too far! This is a declaration of war from the State of Jing against our State of Qi! I have informed General Qi through the transmission array, and Duke Du will also know very soon. You are to immediately prepare for battle!"
The sea wind, passing through the Bājiǎo Island, swept across the solitary treetops.
Tian Chang seemed to smell the scent of death in the sea breeze. Although the war at Cang Hai had ended, a storm was brewing off the coast. In the suddenly tense military atmosphere, he summoned a confidante: "Tian He. You lead a team and quickly go to the Ghostface Fish Sea area to collect Li Gongzi's remains. Make sure the fishworms don't get to them."
Tian He was already over fifty years old, his cultivation at the peak of the outer courtyard. At this age, there was little hope of divine manifestation, as in a few more years, his blood and energy would begin to decline. However, he had done well with the tasks entrusted to him, nothing inappropriate. If possible, Tian Chang was still willing to put in the effort to find some resources to help him maintain his peak blood and energy.
Since Young Master Anping said that King Kun of Jingguo killed Li Longchuan, then Li Longchuan's body must be able to reveal the truth. Tian He is going there now, and absolutely cannot do anything superfluous. Tian He must also be able to understand my command.
Sometimes Tian Chang would feel that his relationship with himself was like his own relationship with Tian Anping, a need to express value and indeed the existence of expressed value. But he was still very young, talented, and ambitious, while Tian He was much older and had a dull and taciturn personality...
Looking at Tian He's departing figure, who had merely uttered "en" before taking his men away, Tian Chang felt a moment of daze.
He is a very resolute person.
Only a very small number of times, standing at the crossroads of life, I don't know what to choose.
What made him dazed, of course, was not Tian He's departing figure, but another person who was different from An Pinggong.
He felt different kinds of fear toward that person and towards Young Master Anping.
Young Master Anping was a figure who terrified even his own flesh and blood. His name was always associated with horror.
And that man...would forever leave him feeling invincible.
Having followed Lord Anping for so many years, he instinctively felt that Li Longchuan's death was probably not simple—although this intuition had no support whatsoever.
Throughout the entire state of Qi, who would dare to make a move against the heir apparent of Duke Cangling
This intuitive discomfort, should a message be sent After all, Lee Lung-chuan and that person have an extraordinary bond.
“Get the crossbows, board the ships, and prepare the army for battle! Let’s show those Jing Guo fools what we’re made of!” Tian Chang’s eyes were bloodshot as he raised his arms and shouted: “Let them know, this East Sea is our backyard!”
In the end, he didn't do anything extra.
Tian Anping pulling the Wanshen Palace back from the crack of light and sound, that scene appeared repeatedly in his mind.
He felt that this order held a dangerous test within it.
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