Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

The pills melt in your mouth.

The things given by the system have always been extraordinary.

Most of Li Qiye's internal injuries healed within a moment.

He brushed the dust off his body, and stood up slowly under Wei Zhuang's astonished eyes.

impossible!
No one can forcefully exchange a cross-eight stroke with him without any problems!
Even if it's not showing the absolute sword force across all directions!

But the bloody facts were right in front of his eyes.

He couldn't deny it.

At least, from his point of view, Li Qiye still looks like a normal person.

His proud way of traversing all directions only stained the corner of the opponent's clothes, while blood was dripping down his own chest.

Compared with the physical pain and the psychological impact, it is really insignificant.

This is simply a great shame!
Li Qiye clapped his hands casually.

clap, clap, clap...

The red brigade who had been ambushing in the courtyard for a long time poured into the door like a tide.

Surrounded Wei Zhuang solemnly in the center.

"If you want my life, just take it, why bother to go to such lengths."

Even though Wei Zhuang was seriously injured, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.

At this moment, what makes him regret the most is that he has not defeated his senior brother, Gai Nie in the true sense.

However, for him now, it seems like a good idea to severely injure Li Qiye before he dies!
Just when he cast aside distracting thoughts, adjusted his internal breath, and prepared to face the last battle of his life.

Li Qiye smiled:

"You and I, why should I put you to death without any grievances or enmities?"

"how could I know?"

Wei Zhuang tried his best to stand upright, and forcibly controlled the twitching of his muscles.

"So, I don't want to share life and death with you..."

Li Qiye paused, then continued:

"It's about working with you."

"Cooperate with me?"

At this moment, Wei Zhuang seemed to have heard a big joke.

"Mr. Li's attainments in swordsmanship are extraordinary, and he has hundreds of private soldiers in his hands. I don't understand what I have that deserves your painstaking efforts."

"Actually, you should know better than me about this."

Li Qiye slowly walked up to Wei Zhuang.

"I need a knife hanging over my head all the time, so that I can't covet comfort all the time."

"You are that knife!"

Wei Zhuang was slightly taken aback after hearing this, and then the way he looked at Li Qiye also changed:
"Li Qiye, there are many such knives."

Li Qiye was not surprised by Wei Zhuang's answer and said to himself:
"South Korea has been shattered, and Han Fei has also passed away. Now you have inherited all his will, but the original you, it seems that you joined Quicksand not for these things."

"Gai Nie, who inherited the way of unity and verticality, chose Yingzheng, but you, who inherited the way of unity and horizontality, chose to be confined to South Korea and suffered a lot."

"Because you didn't believe in power or fate at that time, you thought you could join hands with Han Fei to turn the weak South Korea into a behemoth capable of shaking the world."

"Don't borrow the luck of a country, but write the luck of a country with the green sharp edge in your hand. What a magnificent way of swordsmanship, this is your original heart."

Li Qiye's words struck Wei Zhuang's heart like drumbeats.

"So, I tell you, don't rush to refuse."

"This world is not dominated by Qin alone, but by many empires."

"The quicksand collapsed and Han Fei died suddenly. After all, you began to doubt your own sword theory."

"Lian Heng, holding a sword and facing thousands of troops and horses, the world is an enemy and the world cannot match me. This is a road to darkness."

"If you look back, taking He Zong is equivalent to denying Lian Heng."

"Everyone knows that horizontal is horizontal, vertical is vertical, and when they intersect, they are reduced to one point."

"Even if you learn the Hundred-Step Flying Sword, you will stagnate if you traverse all directions. Even if you are better than Gai Nie, it is not a victory in the way of Lianheng. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

During Li Qiye's series of questioning, Wei Zhuang seemed to wake up from a big dream.

"So, I say don't rush to refuse, the world is still huge, only by cooperating with me can you find your original heart."

Wei Zhuang finally looked up after the silence.

Only this time, what he saw was no longer Li Qiye, but a more perfect Han Fei.

"very good."

Wei Zhuang's answer is no different from agreeing.

"Then let's start our short alliance, let me see how different you are from him?"

Li Qiye still did not reply, but issued a brand new order to the many red tides:

"From now on, all the red brigades will be dispatched by Wei Zhuang. Seeing Wei Zhuang is like seeing me in person!"

"Subordinates obey!"

Two hundred red tides knelt down on one knee.

Wei Zhuang looked down at the crowd, turned his back to Li Qiye and said:

"As a sign, next, I will also offer you the first meeting gift!"

Li Qiye understood that the meeting ceremony that Wei Zhuang mentioned must be the reorganization of Quicksand.

In just five days, all the small to medium-sized gangs around Qixia Town have been eradicated.

In Tongfu Inn, no one knew that Li Qiye sitting on the high platform was the real mastermind behind the scenes.

From the eyes of others, the fights and killings in the Jianghu seem to have nothing to do with this clean Li Qiye forever.

"However, the overlord Ying Wuyi flattered the envoys sent by the emperor, and used all the relevant etiquette on almost any occasion, and gave him ten chariots of gold, silver and jewels!"

"His throne of Li Guohou has finally been certified by the emperor."

"Then it seems that in order to repay the emperor's kindness, he acted as a watchdog of the royal family. If any prince made a small move, it was not the emperor who spoke first, but Ying Wuyi!"

"For ten years, once the emperor sent an edict to crusade against a certain prince, Ying Wuyi would lead his army to show up there, working hard and without complaint!"

"The most tragic battle was the one against Jinbei Kingdom!"

"It snows for most of the year in Northern Jin Kingdom, so it is also called Snow Country. It is located in a remote place, thousands of miles away from the country. It is very unreasonable for the emperor to send an edict to the country to attack North Jin!"

"But Ying Wuyi led the army and set off immediately after receiving the imperial decree!"

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

In the private room on the left side of the lobby, a VIP stopped his cup and threw his chopsticks, and asked in a shrill voice:

"Wouldn't Ying Wuyi be an idiot as the overlord? People's livelihood is the foundation of a country's strength. He traveled tens of thousands of miles and spent countless military expenses just because of a single edict. What did he get?"