#586 - A Half-Paper of Fame, a Thousand Mountains of Snow and Wind (Part 7)

“Swoosh! Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

The instant the gray-black tent exploded, those who moved before Li Huaizhong, Qin Zhengqiu, and the others were not Wei Zhaohai, nor Yu Qi, but six figures clad in black.

They were like specters emerging from the darkness, appearing around the Lingbo Pavilion in an instant, then heading straight in two directions.

“Shua!”

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Boom!!!”

Various colors of true energy bloomed like brilliant fireworks, filling the night, each ray of light mixed with sharp aura and killing intent.

Li Huaizhong, that second-rank general.

Qin Zhengqiu, Huian.

The four of them waved their palms and weapons incessantly, their expressions varied, but the shock in their eyes was remarkably consistent.

They didn't know where these six second-rank experts came from, but they knew who they were here for, and what their purpose was.

“Your Majesty!!!”

A desolate, cold palm strike was unleashed, deflecting the whisk in front of him.

Li Huaizhong's shrill voice echoed in the night sky, his gaze passing over the figures flying in all directions, landing on Ning Yongnian, who was already locked in battle with Wei Changtian.

Surrounded by countless long blades flying up and down in a small area, the latter's appearance was quite disheveled, seemingly at a disadvantage.

Li Huaizhong wanted to go to the rescue, but the masked old man wielding the whisk blocked his path.

The other three were the same, now all entangled in place.

For a time, they couldn't even think about rescuing Ning Yongnian; even protecting themselves was a problem.

Among them, the only one whose situation was slightly better was Qin Zhengqiu.

Although the newcomers clearly knew his strength, three of them attacked simultaneously, attempting to force him back.

Even so, they couldn't completely suppress Qin Zhengqiu's actions; the scene was at best a stalemate.

Seeing that the three masked men blocking Qin Zhengqiu seemed to be gradually losing ground, he immediately ordered Yu Qi to go reinforce them.

“Alright!”

The latter did not hesitate, responding with a shout before flashing into the battlefield, bringing several purple glows with a wave of his hand.

Four against one.

At this moment, Qin Zhengqiu finally fell into his first bitter battle after practicing the Tiaoyue Sword to perfection.

His face was unsightly, the long sword in his hand shimmering with the unique dark golden cold light of the Tiaoyue Sword, each move seeming to have the power to split the heavens and earth.

But after Yu Qi joined the battlefield, he couldn't get any closer to the Lingbo Pavilion.

Snow swirled in the night sky, the full moon appearing and disappearing in the dark clouds.

Waves of energy surged with sword energy and blade light, soaring into the sky, yellow sand and gravel burning and splashing in the explosions.

At this moment, around the small Lingbo Pavilion, there were actually gathered one quasi-first-rank, twelve second-rank, and one third-rank experts, totaling fourteen upper three-rank masters.

Know that if these people were singled out, each of them would have the strength to establish a sect and dominate a region.

But now, they were like the most ordinary martial artists, gritting their teeth and fighting each other in this snowy night, in this deceitful world.

Swords flashed, and livers and brains flowed in the wilderness.

Now that the game had reached this point, it no longer mattered whether each person was a player or a pawn.

What mattered was whether Wei Changtian's carefully planned move could checkmate Ning Yongnian at the Lingbo Pavilion.

To this end, he first killed Bai Youheng and Wu Ding, these two “chariots,” and then used Kuilong's six second-rank experts to restrain Qin Zhengqiu's “horse's legs.”

And when Wei Zhaohai, who had just sent a message to Du Chang, finally rushed into the battlefield in the dim moonlight, he was like a “cannon” crossing the Chu River and Han border, and Ning Yongnian, who was trapped by three hundred long knives, would have nowhere to hide.

Double cannons at the head.

Checkmate!

“Changtian!!”

Outside the east side of Lingbo Pavilion.

In the twelfth breath after Wei Changtian and Ning Yongnian started fighting, Wei Zhaohai's appearance completely changed the situation between the two.

Although Ning Yongnian was a second-rank, he had only broken through for a year, and his strength was not considered very strong.

Therefore, he was already struggling to deal with Wei Changtian alone, let alone adding Wei Zhaohai, a mid-stage second-rank expert.

For a time, under the crazy attacks of Wei Changtian and Wei Zhaohai's grandfather-grandson combination, this once powerful Great Ning Emperor no longer had the demeanor of the past, his body covered in wounds and blood, like a stray dog.

Apart from impotent rage, there was only embarrassment.

Wei Changtian didn't not want to give him a quick death, nor did he want to be an “unqualified villain” who would leave the enemy a chance to make a comeback.

If he could, he would rather kill Ning Yongnian with one knife.

But due to the fact that the latter must be carrying some life-saving tools, he did not use “Divine Strike”, but prepared to “disarm” Ning Yongnian first, just like when he killed Wu Ding.

After all, previous experiences had reminded Wei Changtian too many times.

When fighting against the Son of Heaven, one must be extremely cautious and must not give “Heaven” the slightest chance.

And his rigorous attitude did indeed bring the results he deserved.

Qin Zhengqiu and others had been entangled by Kuilong's people, and were temporarily unable to rescue Ning Yongnian.

More than 200,000 troops were still in Huailing City, and even if they came to help, they would be blocked by the Tiangou Army halfway.

In a two-on-one situation, he and Wei Zhaohai would be able to capture the isolated and helpless Ning Yongnian in at most ten breaths, and then kill him calmly.

After scheming so hard, the latter had nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide.

Unless...

“Miss Xu!!”

“Save me!!!”

In fact, if Ning Yongnian were replaced by Xiao Feng, or even Shen Ran, Xu Quan, or Bai Youheng, the Son of Heaven, he should not be without the power to fight back.

Know that "killing enemies beyond one's level" and "endless trump cards" should be the routine operations of these people.

But unfortunately, Ning Yongnian was an emperor.

As an emperor, he had to deal with numerous government affairs every day, so naturally he didn't have the time to travel around and gain opportunities like Xiao Feng and others.

Even the time Ning Yongnian usually spent on cultivation was very limited, and he didn't spend time practicing those special divine powers and martial arts.

After all, how could he have expected that he would one day need to "go into battle and kill the enemy".

Therefore, in addition to bringing luck to Ning Yongnian and helping him break through to the second rank, the remaining Heavenly Dao luck only had the divine power of "Locking Dragon".

However, "Locking Dragon" itself did not have any attack ability; strictly speaking, it was only a "support-type skill".

If this kind of divine power was used well, it could indeed exert great power in certain specific situations, such as the Yuanzhou City Massacre.

But at this moment, the ability to "trap martial artists below the third rank" had no effect.

Therefore, when all the escape routes were blocked, Ning Yongnian, who was all too clear about his situation, could only pin his last hope on Xu Sui.

Since the latter did not call a halt to Qin Zhengqiu and Huian, it meant that she still did not want him to die.

Although Ning Yongnian did not know that Xu Sui did have the ability to kill a second rank, he understood that she must have some unusual means.

Taking a step back, even if Xu Sui had nothing, he had no choice.

Therefore, Ning Yongnian could only desperately resist the tidal attacks of Wei Changtian and Wei Zhaohai, while gritting his teeth and roaring:

“Miss Xu! Save me, Your Majesty!!”

“I would rather die under the iron hooves of the four invading countries! Than die here!!!”