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In the morning of the next day, the censers of the Eastern Hu Palace were filled with princes and officials.

Wu Lijian sat high up on the golden throne, and on the wall behind him hung a huge picture of a Ash Wolf, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, looking extremely ferocious. This wolf was the totem of the Eastern Hu people. They had accompanied the wolf since ancient times, and they were in the company of the wolf. They had an inexplicable reverence and fear for the wolf.

All the princes and officials were the leaders of the tribes and filled the court. As for the Mr Langya, he sat upright in the front row, showing his unique nobility and unique identity.

"The envoy of the Huns sent a messenger, the Princess Aoden, with the Nonomin Que family. They are waiting outside the palace."

Wu Lijian narrowed his eyes even more. "Did that rascal send his beloved woman over?" Everyone below the stage burst into laughter, full of contempt and disdain. Wu Lijian said: "Announce them to come in."

The scrawny beauty Wu Ji walked into the hall alongside the beautiful Princess Ao Den. "One had a worried look on her face, and the other was smiling like a peach and plum, creating a stark contrast.

Wu Lijian only glanced at the beautiful girl, Nomin Que, that he had ordered from the Huns. His attention then focused on the valiant and formidable looking Xiang Zhui.

"There is such a beauty in the Great Prairie!" When Wu Lijian saw Xiang Zhui's beauty, that thief who refused to comply with the elder's words started beating again, his mind was filled with dirty thoughts.

He had taken care of countless girls in his life, and all he saw were beautiful Hu Nu. Eastern Hu had also washed and captured Qin Realm, capturing many young girls from the Central Plains. But how could she compare to the beautiful and elegant Princess Aoden in front of him?

He thought, "Even though Nomin Que Clan is also a superior beauty, they were still inferior when compared to the Princess Aoden. That rash child was really foolish. He let go of such beauty and thought of his as Que Shi [1] instead, taking his as his royal sister. I did not know that the Huns had this royal sister. If I had known, I would have asked his for his. Since this girl came to our Royal City of his own accord, why would I be afraid of her flying away? "Sooner or later I'll get her to my bedroom, and we'll have a good chat with his about the unique beauty of this world. He won't be able to do anything about it, and we won't be afraid of her."

Thus, Wu Lijian said with a face full of smiles: "Princess Aoden came all the way here, it was a long journey."

Xiang Zhui saw that Wu Lijian's eyes were fixated on him and his expression was full of malice, he had long been angered in her heart. Due to his identity, he suppressed the anger in her heart and laughed: "This princess came to your country today to express Brother Fenton's goodwill. He has already handed over the location of Sha Wan Palace to the envoy of Ah Pi Pi's warehouse the day before, and in addition to the beautiful Nom Min's family, he has also brought a carriage full of jewelry and silks from the Central Plains. I hope that we, the Huns, have been friendly with your country for generations and have always been friendly as brothers. "

The oriole's voice and the generous gift made Wu Lijian exceptionally happy. Wu Lijian said: "Come here, allow Beauty Nuo Min to rest in the harem." A maid came up and helped Wu Ji, who looked quite sympathetic, into the imperial harem.

What awaited Wu Ji, was it some kind of miserable fate?

Wu Lijian said: "The princess is a guest from afar, this king wants to hold a banquet to entertain the princess and my subordinates."

Therefore, in the imperial harem, in a large hall, Wu Lijian set up a table for a feast, specifically treating the Huns as a escort. All the princes and officials of Eastern Hu were also present to accompany them.

There was no lack of flattery during the banquet, it was full of greetings from the wise and mighty Wu Lijian, who led the strong and flourishing Eastern Hu, etc.

After thirty years of drinking, the Mr Langya gave Wu Lijian a meaningful glance. Wu Lijian took the chance to enjoy the wine, pretending to be drunk, he carried a cup of wine and walked to the front of Xiang Zhui's table. His plump and salty pig's hand actually reached out to touch Xiang Zhui's jade wrist, and said: "This king offers it to the princess. Come, princess, please drink this cup to the fullest." Xiang Zhui could not take it anymore. She struggled to take her hands off her.

The crowd at the banquet had just been in the middle of listening to the sound, but when they saw the situation, their expressions abruptly changed.

A burly man stood up and said angrily: Princess Aoden doesn't know how to appreciate favors. The wine that Master Wu Lijian is toasting, you dare not drink! His voice was like a thunderclap, shaped like a fierce tiger. He was the General Ren of Eastern Hu.

The title given to the people in the Eastern Hu was given to everything. General Ren meant the sun, and that General Ren was the sun, being the number one hero in the Eastern Hu. With a single strike of the halberd, he was invincible throughout the grasslands.

Princess Aoden's attendant immediately stood up. He was nine feet long and had a rough godly weapon, and was precisely Xiang Baoer. His eyes were wide open like a bell, and he fiercely shouted: "So what if I don't drink?"

General Ren then asked, "Who are you to act so presumptuously here?" Xiang Baoer said: "I am reckless compared to the Wangdi, and so is Xiang Baoer!"

Mo Yanggen said proudly, "Alright, let's go out and have a spar." Xiang Baoer said fearlessly: "Let's compete then, little ones, take out my weapon."

The two of them walked out of the hall. Wu Lijian saw that the two were getting closer to each other, and thought that this was the perfect opportunity for Mo Rigen to teach this arrogant brat a lesson. All the princes and officials left their seats and walked with him out of the hall to watch the battle.

Two Huns Soldiers raised a weapon. Everyone was stunned and could not recognize what they were seeing.

Only one person's body trembled the moment he saw it. Because that weapon was too familiar to him, he would never forget it.

Mr Langya had lost three times in his life to a single person. The first time he fought, he used a wooden sword, but the second and third time they used a wooden sword, was because of this Hundred Battle Treasure.

Xiang Baoer and Mo Rigen started fighting in the courtyard outside the hall.

Mo Ri Gen used his halberd to sweep through the plains like an invincible opponent. Unfortunately for him, he had met Xiang Baoer, who was also the master of the Xiang Shaolong and Xiang Shaolong families. Xiang Baoer's eyes shone with a bright light as he brandished his long blade like a violent wave smashing on the shore, [Hurricane Rising Forest]. The force on his wrist made him feel suffocated. Moyuz quickly fell into a disadvantageous position. With only the ability to defend, how could he have the strength to fight back?

Mr Langya, who was watching the battle coldly from the side, had an exceptionally surprised look in his eyes, "That's right, this is the Hundred Battle Sword Technique Xiang Shaolong defeated me with. This brat must be his successor."

When Xiang Baoer was in high spirits, he roared twice, and the tip of the blade ignited a few dazzling blade flowers. He leapt into the air and slashed towards Mo Kou, with an imposing manner of Mount Tai. As the blade slashed down, it was unknown if the first hero of Eastern Hu still had life left in him. Everyone in the crowd began to 'ah', and their hands began to drip with cold sweat.

A shadow flashed, and floated into the admissions, it was Mr Langya who was watching from the side. In the blink of an eye, his left hand, which had always been in his sleeves, revealed five steel claws. With a "ka", he firmly grasped the Hundred Battle Treasure that Xiang Baoer had slashed down on him from the air.

How tyrannical was Xiang Baoer's blade?! Mr Langya only used his iron claw to block and neutralize the attack that weighed more than a thousand Jin. The crowd cheered.

Xiang Baoer bellowed, "Ugly old man, who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" Hearing that, the Mr Langya's blade like face became twisted, and from his mouth came out a sinister, ghost-like laugh.

A surge of surging force spread to the Hundred Battle Treasure. Even though Xiang Baoer's strength was as great as an ox, he was still unable to control the Hundred War Blade. Xiang Baoer's palm trembled, and the Hundred War Treasure Blade left his hand.

Mr Langya carried his Hundred War Blade and his body shot out like a rabbit or falcon. With a few leaps and bounds, he disappeared into the courtyard and headed towards the exit of the palace.

Xiang Baoer panicked, "This blade is the treasured blade passed down in my father's family, how can it be lost?" He rushed out of the palace gates in hot pursuit. The palace guards all stepped forward to stop them, but they were grabbed by Xiang Baoer one person, and then thrown to the ground like throwing rubber balls.

Seeing that the Mr Langya was right in front of him, Xiang Baoer shouted, "Ugly old man, return the blade to me!" Mr Langya fled into the distance without looking back. Xiang Baoer worked hard to chase after him, and that Mr Langya was like a ghost, his figure flickered, and he moved as fast as he could. Although he was carrying a heavy greatsword, he was still ten meters away from Xiang Baoer. The people on the street quickly dodged as they were afraid of colliding with them.

The two of them continued to chase each other through the streets until they reached the city gate. Mr Langya left the city and headed straight for the Red Mountain in the distance. Xiang Baoer also rushed over.

In front of him was a forest, but he had already reached to the mountainside with clouds and fir trees. Mr Langya suddenly stopped and turned around.

Xiang Baoer came close and said angrily: "Ugly old man, why did you steal my blade?"

Mr Langya used his hand to stroke the Hundred War Blade's blade, his voice sounded like a ghost coming out of the valley, "Kid, who is Xiang Shaolong?"

Xiang Baoer was shocked, "This man actually knows my father! Could it be my father's nemesis? "

"I don't know." Xiang Yu answered loudly.

The Mr Langya asked coldly: "Why do you have a Hundred Battle Treasure, and why are you using Xiang Shaolong's blade technique?" Xiang Baoer said: "What are you saying, I don't understand."

Mr Langya sneered: "Then you understand."

With that said, he leaped forward and extended his iron hand that was hidden inside his left sleeve. His five claws formed a dustpan shape, and grabbed towards Xiang Baoer.

Mr Langya fought as he pleased. Xiang Baoer anxiously tried to dodge, but the iron claws had created a tornado that covered the sky with sword-like demonic phantoms, blocking all of his escape routes. A powerful force penetrated his bones and grabbed his shoulder blade in an instant. Xiang Baoer still wanted to struggle, but he felt a chill coming from the Mr Langya's Ghost Claw to his arm. His entire body's force had been sealed, he couldn't use even a bit.

Xiang Baoer was sweating profusely. The ugly old man was as thin as firewood, but he had such skill. He was as strong as an ox, but in the palm of his hand, he was like a child. His heart was filled with shock.

Mr Langya shouted coldly: "Speak! Who is Xiang Shaolong to you? "Where is he now?"

Xiang Baoer shook his head: "I don't know."

Mr Langya revealed a sinister look, "Fine, I'll let you have another taste of my clavicle. Let's see if you are willing to say or not."

The cold energy unstoppable from the Mr Langya's iron claws straight into Xiang Baoer's body. As his meridians were sealed, he felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse.

At this moment, the sound of a few applause came from the forest.

"Mr Langya's Clavicle Frost technique is indeed powerful. But if it's used on a junior, isn't it too overbearing? " Its voice was clear and melodious.

Following the voice, a figure appeared in his line of sight. She was graceful, elegant and refined, and was indeed Unparalleled Beauty Yu Zhiya.

Five people stood behind her. In the middle was a person wearing a hundred knots and a long robe. His figure wasn't tall, but his sword-like eyebrows reached his temples and he gave off an imposing aura. The one on the left had a tall stature, a dark complexion, and a face covered in dust and frost. The person on the right wore a scholar's scholarly robe. His skin was fair and he held a steel brush in his hand. The three of them were all middle-aged men in their forties, and the one closest to them were two heroic youths. One of them held a sword, while the other held a battle axe.

Mr Langya cast his gaze towards the imposing middle-aged man, and laughed: "So it's Sect Head Xiang Xiang Liang who has arrived. Does your Flying Swallow Sect want to mix in water today as well? "