The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Hearing Duan Tianyang's question, Shen Bo couldn't help but sneer. He laughed contemptuously and said, "My Suzaku City is full of talents and financial resources. How can it be easily shaken? If Duan Tianyang is ignorant of the current situation and dares to attack, the brave soldiers of my Suzaku City will make him go without return!"

Duan Tianyang seemed calm and composed. He nodded slightly and praised: "Sir Shen is truly a man of great ambition. I really admire him. Let me toast to you!"

Shen Bo laughed when he heard the sound, then picked up the wine glass and drank with Duan Tianyang, and they both drank it all in one gulp.

Putting down the wine glass, Duan Tianyang spoke slowly, revealing a hint of worry in his tone: "Now that the Bhikkhu Army has taken control of most of the affiliated cities of West Gate and North Gate, Lord Shen insists on making an enemy of them, which may not be a wise choice."

After hearing this, Shen Bo raised his eyebrows and asked with a hint of amusement: "Then, according to my nephew, how should we deal with it?"

Duan Tianyang pondered for a moment before he said carefully: "The Bhikkhu Army is now so powerful that it is difficult to resist. If we can reconcile with them and turn enemies into friends, it will not only benefit Lord Shen, but also save the people of Suzaku City from the suffering of war. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

After hearing this, Shen Bo laughed out loud. He shook his head contemptuously and said, "Duan Tianyang is just a yellow-haired boy in my eyes. It's really naive to want me to bow down to him. It's impossible!"

"As far as I know, Duan Tianyang did not dye his hair yellow. Also, does Lord Shen care so much about face?" Duan Tianyang asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Shen Bo was furious when he heard this. He slammed the table heavily, his face was as dark as a cloud, and he asked in a stern tone: "How dare you! What do you mean by this? Are you a lobbyist sent by Duan Tianyang?"

Seeing Shen Bo was extremely angry, Peng Jia hurriedly waved his hands, trying to calm him down: "Sir Shen, please calm down. Yang Tian is young and hot-tempered. If he has offended me, please forgive me..."

However, Duan Tianyang did not wait for Peng Jia to finish. He stood up and said sternly, "Sir Shen, I am just telling the truth. If you refuse to form an alliance with the Bhikkhu Army for the sake of face, the lives of thousands of soldiers in Suzaku City and 200,000 innocent people in the city will be in danger. Don't you think this is too selfish?"

After hearing this, Shen Bo was furious. He stood up suddenly and slammed his palm on the table again. With his eyes wide open, he stared at Duan Tianyang angrily and asked in a stern voice: "Who are you? How dare you be so arrogant and rude!"

Sweat was rolling down Peng Jia's forehead. In contrast, Duan Tianyang seemed calm and composed, always smiling.

"The monk army is heading towards Suzaku City right now," Duan Tianyang reminded calmly, "Once they are at the gates of the city, even if Lord Shen wants to regret it, it will be too late."

Shen Bo laughed loudly. He looked directly at Duan Tianyang and said firmly, "Yang Tian, ​​listen to me. I, Shen Bo, have never been afraid of the Bhikkhu Army. Otherwise, I would not have killed the messenger they sent. I think you are just a lobbyist sent by the Bhikkhu Army. In this case, don't even think about leaving here alive!"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Bo suddenly drew out his sword, held the sword in one hand, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Duan Tianyang's throat.

At the same time, the two followers he brought with him quickly stepped forward and stood behind Duan Tianyang, holding the hilts of their swords tightly. As long as Duan Tianyang made the slightest movement, they would immediately draw their swords and kill him on the spot.

Seeing this, Peng Jia's body trembled violently. He stood up tremblingly, waved his hand and said anxiously: "Master Shen, don't be impulsive..."

If Duan Tianyang died in the City Lord's Mansion, I would be unable to defend myself. When the Bhikkhu Army attacked in full force, how could I escape?

At this time, Peng Jia's face was pale and his body was shaking.

Shen Bo glanced at him and sneered coldly: "Sir Peng, this man is obviously a lobbyist for the Bhikkhu Army. Why did he appear in your City Lord's Mansion? You must give me a reasonable explanation. If you dare to plead for him now, Sir Peng, don't blame me, Shen, for not remembering our friendship!"

Hearing this, Peng Jia's body trembled again. He just stood up and fell back into the chair involuntarily. His face was pale and cold sweat kept dripping down his cheeks.

Shen Bo's eyes refocused on Duan Tianyang's face. He asked sternly, "Tell me! Who are you?"

Even though the sword was against Duan Tianyang's neck, there was no sign of panic on his face.

"It doesn't matter who I am." Duan Tianyang answered slowly, with a smile on his face, and continued: "I just want to warn you, stop it, Xiao Shen, there are only monks outside."

Shen Bo was furious when he heard this and shouted, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?!"

Duan Tianyang was not moved at all. He sighed softly and said helplessly: "Xiao Shen, I advise you to reconsider it!"

Shen Bo was furious and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! Yang Tian, ​​I tell you, your monk army is not worth mentioning in my eyes. Don't think that you are great just because you wiped out one or two rebels. If you dare to step into the territory of my Suzaku City, my Suzaku Iron Cavalry will wipe you out!"

Shen Bo's words were not empty talk, the Suzaku Cavalry was indeed worthy of its reputation.

It is indeed not easy for cavalry to attack a city, but on the plains, the cavalry's frontal charge capability is unmatched.

There is a reason why Shen Bo is dismissive of Biqiu Jun.

The Bhikkhu Army has no cavalry, but the Suzaku Army has three thousand cavalry, which is its biggest advantage.

Seeing Shen Bo was so stubborn, Duan Tianyang stopped trying to persuade him. He looked helpless and said, "Xiao Shen, have you ever heard of the saying that good words cannot persuade a damned ghost?"

Shen Bo was completely enraged. He shouted loudly and stabbed Duan Tianyang's throat with the sword in his hand without hesitation.

At this moment, a dazzling silver metal leaped out from the depths of Duan Tianyang's collar like a spirit snake and quickly wrapped around his neck, as if covering him with a layer of silver armor.

At the same time, a stream of liquid metal gushed out of his sleeves, flowed to his right hand, and instantly condensed into a sharp half-foot dagger.

It happened in a flash. Duan Tianyang moved as fast as lightning and pounced towards Shen Bo.

Although the sword in Shen Bo's hand passed across Duan Tianyang's neck, it only caused a string of sparks, while the short knife made of liquid metal passed through the air and cut Shen Bo's neck.

Duan Tianyang's cultivation has now reached the Tiangang realm. How could the instant slash he unleashed be so fast that it could not be seen by the naked eye?

Shen Bo felt a flash of light and a gust of wind passing by, and then he fell into chaos and dizziness...

His head rolled off his shoulders and blood spurted out from his broken neck, forming a pool of blood.

Peng Jia, who was standing by, was completely stunned by the scene before him.

He stared at the headless corpse that had not yet fallen, his eyes widened as big as copper bells, his body was stiff and unable to move, and he fell into extreme fear.