Chapter 3840

You Zhongli bit his lip and looked at his hesitant father, then looked at the noisy army in the distance. Steeling his heart, he lifted his official robe and knelt on the ground, solemnly saying, "Junior You Zhongli greets Daoist Xiao. Junior will now go to battle against Murong Hanping. Junior does not dare to ask Senior to save Yifeng Country, but after junior leaves, the You Family will belong to You Zhongquan. Senior, please consider … your relationship with Zhongquan … please extend your hand and save my You Family!"

Looking at his own son kneeling down, You Yun's heart wasn't filled with grief, but with deep regret and self-blame. Previously, Xiao Hua had said very clearly that he wanted to accept his son as his disciple, but he had mercilessly refused and even said ruthless words. But now, at this critical moment, how could he still plead with him?

If he had formed good karma before, he wouldn't need to say anything now!

"Old Ancestor …" At this moment, a slightly immature voice sounded in the distance. A boy in an imperial robe, surrounded by a group of palace maids, came over in a dragon carriage.

Along with this voice, another tyrannical divine sense swept over from outside Yifeng Country's capital.

This divine sense You Yun was very familiar with. Wasn't this the State Preceptor of Donglin Country, Murong Hanping?

You Yun knew very well that back then, when Donglin Nation invaded Xin Nation, it was because of You Zhongquan and Chang Yuan's marriage alliance that Yifeng Nation and Xin Nation joined forces. Furthermore, with the help of Confucian cultivators who were familiar with the Chang Family, Xin Nation was able to escape a calamity.

Now that Donglin Country invaded again, because of You Zhongquan, Xin Country couldn't send troops for the time being. Moreover, the situation in Yu Province was delicate. Many Confucian cultivators couldn't act independently, and You Family couldn't find suitable help to resist Murong Hanping. You Yun had always hoped that Donglin Country would follow the old rules of Hidden Immortal Continent. As long as a country didn't have a State Preceptor, the State Preceptor wouldn't go to war first. But he never expected that Murong Hanping would come personally!

Since Murong Hanping came, Yifeng Country was finished!

"Father …" Just as You Yun was thinking, You Zhongli stood up and said, "The monarch is here. Boy, immediately face the enemy …"

"Daoist Master Xiao, it's all junior's fault for being blind …" You Yun knew that it would be extremely difficult for You Zhongli to return from this trip. He hurriedly looked at Xiao Hua and said a few words. He gritted his teeth and was about to kneel on the ground.

However, Xiao Hua frowned and raised his hand, stopping You Yun. He said, "You are You Zhongquan's father. There is no need to be so courteous."

"Si … …" Xiao Hua's words were like a bright sun in the dark night, instantly awakening You Yun's despairing heart. He sucked in a breath of cold air and hurriedly bowed. "Junior's eyes were poor, previously I wronged the Daoist. Now junior earnestly requests senior … … to accept my son as a disciple. My You Family also regards the Daoist as a master."

At the side, Fu Zhiwen naturally knew what his master was thinking. He was afraid that Xiao Hua would be put on the spot, so he hurriedly said with a smile, "Master … Uncle You loves his son dearly. Previously, it was indeed somewhat inappropriate for us to rashly visit. Now, for the sake of Junior Sister's face, please forgive them!"

"En …" Xiao Hua nodded and waved his hand, "Get up!

This old man is willing to accept You Zhong Quan as a disciple, but I don't want to accept the entire You Family. "

"Yes, yes … …" You Yun was overjoyed and hurriedly nodded. "Junior understands, junior understands."

Xiao Hua looked at the dragon carriage that stopped in the distance and frowned again. "Now that this old man has formed a relationship with the You Family, this old man can certainly stop the State Preceptor of Donglin Country!

However, You Yun, don't forget that this old man is a Daoist cultivator. The Immortal Palace wants to capture me. Once this old man makes a move, your Yifeng Country will be blackmailed! "

"Daoist Xiao is famous for hiding immortals, but the Immortal Palace doesn't seem to have issued an immortal order to arrest him!"

You Yun smiled bitterly. "And now that things have come to this, this junior can't care too much. Daoist, please make a move!"

"Is Murong Hanping a member of the Murong Family?" Xiao Hua suddenly asked.

"Of course!" You Yun was slightly stunned.

"A disciple of the Murong Family actually bullies the weak like this?" Xiao Hua asked curiously.

"Murong Hanping is just a disciple of the Murong Family's side branch … …" You Yun smiled apologetically. "If he was a disciple of the Murong Family's main branch, how could he come to Donglin Country to be the State Preceptor?"

"So it's like this!" Xiao Hua nodded slightly and said, "This old man understands!

This old man has met Murong Congyun of the Murong Family once … … "

Murong Hanping had already released his Divine Sense, but Xiao Hua was still talking leisurely. You Yun was a little anxious, but when he heard that Xiao Hua had met Murong Congyun once, he was delighted and said anxiously, "Murong Congyun is a member of the Murong Family's main branch. If Daoist has her keepsake, you only need to take it out and you can make Murong Hanping retreat!"

"This old man has only met her once. How could I have a keepsake?" Xiao Hua smiled. "This old man just wants to find a way to satisfy both sides!"

When You Yun heard this, his heart was filled with gratitude. He turned to You Zhongli and said, "Li 'er, go and tell the Monarch that my You Family will send people out to fight!"

"Yes, father!" You Zhongli replied and hurriedly rushed over.

The Monarch of Yifeng Country was just a puppet in front of the You Family. You Yun's words were the imperial edict in Yifeng Country.

"Master, if it doesn't work, let this disciple go out to fight!" Fu Zhiwen volunteered.

Xiao Hua shook his head. "If you weren't sealed by me, you would definitely be able to do it. But now, you are not Murong Hanping's opponent."

"Sealed?"

You Yun was slightly stunned. He didn't dare to believe it. After all, the current Fu Zhiwen looked like a scholar. He might even be at the end of the scholar stage. "Could it be that he is already a scholar who has refined his Qi and returned to Spirit?"

"Forget it. Master will do it!" Xiao Hua thought for a while and said.

"Yes, master!" Fu Zhiwen said respectfully. "This disciple will see how master will kill everyone!"

"Haha, why do I need to kill everyone to deal with a small Murong Congyun?"

Xiao Hua laughed loudly and flew into the air. He opened his mouth. "Weng … …" A sword cry soared into the sky. Following the sword cry, nine sword lights flew out!

"Confucian Sword Dao?"

You Yun stood on the ground, feeling the surge of Zhen Qi around Xiao Hua's body. That sharp Sword Qi was surging within a radius of several hundred zhang. Every strand of Sword Qi was accompanied by a strand of Righteous Qi. It was the pure cultivation of a Confucian cultivator of the sword. You Yun couldn't help but be shocked. He knew that what Fu Zhiwen said before was true.

While You Yun was shocked, the nine sword lights had already flown out of the capital of Yifeng Country. These nine flying swords were like nine stars in the sky. Every time they flew, there would be a soul-stirring sword cry emitted from the sword lights, producing an extremely powerful sword force!

Moreover, a huge amount of Noble Spirit rushed in between the rumbling of the sword lights. The Noble Spirit clustered around the sword lights as if it was clustered around a king. The sword intent of the nine flying swords condensed into one and streaked across the sky, landing in front of a Confucian Cultivator wearing battle armor!

This Confucian Cultivator was tall and sturdy, with a handsome face. A kind of arrogance that came from being in a high position for a long time involuntarily appeared between his brows. This Confucian Cultivator was the State Preceptor of Donglin Country, Murong Hanping.

However, at this time, how could Murong Hanping still feel contempt?

Looking at the Flying Swords whistling through the air, all his previous plans turned into dust and dissipated in the Sword Qi!

"How is this possible?

When did the You Family make friends with a Master Stage cultivator?

Regardless of whether it was the information obtained or the Clear Eyes Technique, there was no mention of such a powerful figure!

Could it be that the Sima Family's disciple just flew away … not because of my army attacking the city? "

Murong Hanping sensed that this murderous Sword Qi had completely enveloped him. The True Qi in his Dantian was rapidly vibrating in this Sword Qi. A feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart. "Could it be that Man proposes, God disposes?

But … but if I retreat without a fight … how can this old man explain it to him? "

Murong Hanping naturally knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the Flying Swords' master. If it was a normal situation, he would have retreated long ago, but now he was unwilling!

Or perhaps he didn't dare!!

Thinking that he was nothing more than a chess piece on someone else's chessboard, Murong Hanping clenched his teeth and extended his hand to take out an old scroll from within his armor. Under the urging of True Qi, he raised his hand and threw it. "Clang …" When the scroll unfolded, a sword cry like that of a ferocious bird rushed out. In an instant, a splendid Sword Qi similarly rose up like the rising sun!

"Boom …" Like a whirlwind sweeping away the clouds, the Awe-Inspiring Qi within a radius of a dozen li from outside the capital of Yifeng Nation crazily surged into the sword light. Within the sword light, an inscription of the word "sword" that was at least a hundred feet in size stood majestically!

Just as this Sword Qi character appeared, each stroke and each stroke began to tremble. Enormous Sword Qi sounds rang out incessantly. There was simply no need for Murong Hanping to do anything. That Ming Wen had already sent several dozen Flying Swords to meet Xiao Hua's Nine Stars Transit of the Sun.

"Ka Ka Ka …" Several Flying Swords collided with each other in a flash. Thousands of Sword Qi danced in the air, and all kinds of brilliance overflowed in all directions. The deafening roar resounded through the entire horizon!

Murong Hanping urged his True Qi to do his utmost to resist the incoming gale. He widened his eyes and used the Clear Eyes Technique to stare fixedly at the sky. A rare kind of expectation appeared on his face!

Unfortunately, in merely a few breaths of time, a Flying Sword that was like a nine-colored dragon flew out from the Sword Qi and directly landed on the scroll in midair. That scroll shattered like paper. "Boom …" At the same time that the scroll shattered, even more Sword Qi transformed into fragmented Inscriptions that filled the sky and fluttered like snow falling from the sky!

"How … how is this possible??"

Murong Hanping was completely dumbfounded. Even when the Flying Sword broke through the scroll and once again landed on top of his head, it was as if he didn't feel it. "This is a scroll written by the Sage of Literature. How can it be so weak?"

However, the sharp Sword Qi on his forehead immediately woke him up. Under the Sword Qi, the space between his eyebrows and other places split open, and streaks of blood seeped out. Murong Hanping didn't have the slightest doubt that as long as the opponent thought about it, his head would be separated from his body!

This was something that he, as the teacher of a nation, had never encountered before!

The streaks of blood condensed into drops of blood and slowly flowed down, streaking across Murong Hanping's cheek. Murong Hanping didn't dare to move. That Flying Sword was heavier than any mountain he had ever seen …