In the vast expanse of white snow, the two figures in Tsing Yi were particularly conspicuous.

The head of the corps did not dare to relax, and turned around and shouted, "Everyone, come here, the Xiliang people are here to play tricks again."

A dozen or so soldiers gathered at the crenel with a whoosh, looking at the approaching figures.

The two men in Tsing Yi didn't ride horses, and riding a horse in such a big snow is prone to accidents.

They walked leisurely, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry to get to Youzhou City.

But if you look carefully, you can find that it will not take more than 5 minutes to start warning when you spot a figure on a small stool, and it will take no more than [-] minutes for everyone to gather around.

In such a short period of time, the two people in Tsing Yi have walked from the two small black spots at the beginning to the moat under the city of Youzhou.

The man in Tsing Yi on the left let go of his right hand on his companion's shoulder, and the man looked up at the wall and shouted loudly,

"Listen, the soldiers of Dayue above, and immediately report to your general Han Li that an old friend has come to visit."

The chief corps was dubious and sneered,
"Is my general someone you can meet if you want?"

"Han Li will think about it if he can't see you. You just need to report."

The corporal laughed, "If you want to see the general, come up by yourself!"

The man in Tsing Yi on the left frowned, and his body moved slightly.

The corporal leader hadn't landed his last words when his eyes blurred, and the man was already standing in front of him.

By the moat, his figure is gradually fading away.

Afterimage! ! !

The corporal leader couldn't see the level of this skill at all, but he could sense the opponent's strength.

Or, he is even more powerful than General Jiang Long'an, who is a military commander.

The captain took a step back in fear.

For high-level monks, killing a dozen of them is no different from killing a dozen chickens.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled and said, "I won't go in, you go and tell Han Li that the old man of the imperial capital is waiting outside the west gate."

Wu Zhang couldn't help but nodded, "Liu Er, report to the general!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and walked to the fire at the top of the city, "Well, it's quite cold, let's warm up!"

The man in Tsing Yi by the moat stood there alone, as if frozen by the cold wind.

Two quarters of an hour later, a clear voice sounded from the corridor in the city.

"Which old friend insists on seeing me, Han Li?"

Following the words, a group of uniformed soldiers surrounded Han Li to the top of the city.

The man in Tsing Yi beside the fire smiled and said softly,

"Third Brother Han, it's me, Xiao Jifeng."

Han Li never dreamed that the person who came from the Xiliang camp was actually Xiao Jifeng, the youngest son of Zuo Chancellor Xiao Sanjue.

He had an unbelievable expression on his face, "Xiao Laosan, what are you doing, do you want to implicate your old man?"

The smile on Xiao Jifeng's face was still bright,

"It doesn't matter, since the moment my son was killed by Yue Zhi, the former Xiao Jifeng has already died, and now he is alive, just wanting to avenge Sheng Yi.

As for whether it will implicate the Xiao family, hehe..."

He sneered and continued, "Is this important?"

Han Li pointed at his nose, "Xiao Laosan, I've heard about your son, he was killed purely at his own fault, no one else."

Xiao Jifeng's originally handsome cheeks were distorted and hideous,

"You mean, my son deserves to die?"

Han Li sneered, "Damn it or not, don't you know?!"

Xiao Jifeng calmed down, "It's okay, I don't care what you say, as long as the Dayue Empire is buried with my son."

Han Li stared at the boss, "Xiao Laosan, you are crazy!"

Xiao Jifeng nodded, "You're right. I've been insane since the day Shengyi died. Brother Han, I won't kill you today, but you have to give Xiliang Soldier to boost morale."

Han Li smiled angrily, "Xiao Jifeng, so I have to thank you for not killing me. If I remember correctly, when I was promoted to Martial Emperor, you were still Martial King, right? Who gave you the courage? Do you want to kill me?"

Xiao Jifeng nodded, "That's right, I have always been King Wu."

Han Li was furious, reached out and pulled out the saber from his waist,

"Xiao Laosan, since you betrayed Dayue, the relationship between you and me has been broken, let's see the truth!"

Xiao Moyi shook his head, "Brother Han, you are not my opponent, why bother to humiliate yourself? And these soldiers, you just have the heart to watch them lose their lives in vain?"

Han Li raised his knife and slashed, shouting in his mouth,
"Since you are a soldier, you must have the awareness to die in battle. If you are afraid of death, why should you be a soldier? Go home and nurse your child!"

Xiao Jifeng didn't move his feet, his body turned sideways like a twist, and Han Li slashed through the air.

He followed up a step, and cut across the waist with the horizontal knife.

Xiao Jifeng's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he leaned back, avoiding an iron bridge.

Han Li stabbed three times in a row, Xiao Jifeng avoided three moves in a row and did not fight back.

"Xiao Laosan, what do you mean, why didn't you fight back."

"Brother Han, it's a friend after all, I'll let you do three tricks."

Han Li shouted, "That's unnecessary!"

Holding the knife in both hands, he stabbed at the chest.

Xiao Jifeng no longer dodged, and stretched out the middle and middle fingers of his right hand, clamping the tip of the knife with incomparable precision.

At the same time, his wrist was shaking, and Han Li felt an unstoppable force passing along the single.

The long knife made of refined steel shattered into pieces, Han Li's chest and abdomen felt as if he had been hit by a huge hammer, and his body flew backwards.

He was in mid-air, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of reverse blood anymore, and spewed out wildly with a puff.

The soldiers behind were terrified and shouted in unison, "General..."

Han Li's body was caught, he pointed at Xiao Jifeng tremblingly,
"You have advanced to the Martial Saint Realm?"

Xiao Jifeng shrugged his shoulders, "Well, don't you find it incredible?"

Han Li murmured, "This is impossible, this is impossible."

"Hehe... Although you don't believe it, it's the truth!"

Xiao Jifeng ignored the seriously injured Han Li, and his body fell to the bottom of the city.

"Brother Han, you are not my opponent. Send a letter to the imperial capital and ask Yue Xiaoan and Xiao Yuyi to come and die."

The Dayue soldiers roared in unison, and rushed to the edge of the crenel, impatiently trying to jump off.

Han Li desperately suppressed the surging blood in his chest and abdomen, "Come back, you are no match for him, send someone back to the imperial capital for help!"

Outside Youzhou City, two figures in green clothes walked slowly towards Xiliang Daying.

Hudu Khan asked in bewilderment,

"Master Xiao Jifeng, why didn't you kill Han Li directly, so that I, Da Xiliang, can easily occupy Youzhou City."

Xiao Jifeng smiled, "You don't understand, what I want is not to kill Han Li, but to transfer Yue Zhi and Xiao Yuyi out of the imperial capital.

After all, that is their lair, and Changsun Guoshi and I are not sure about killing them in the Dayue Empire.
If one of them can be transferred to Youzhou, then this is where he will be buried. "

"Master Xiao is very wise, who do you think might be transferred here?"

"Yue Zhi, of course it is Yue Zhi!"

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