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"Reporting to the marshal, someone is blocking our way with troops. We are engaged in a war. Please take a detour, marshal."

Someone had come to report, and Shang Qiuyuan was startled for a moment before he immediately understood who was obstructing him. At this moment in Feng Rao City, the only person who obstructed him was that old general. If it was anyone else, his subordinates would not have come back to report.

"No worries, let me take a look."

"You will lead your troops to attack the palace and send out those soldiers who surrender to us to attack. You will supervise them. Those who retreat and those who have second thoughts will be executed immediately."

"Yes, Marshal, don't go over. Otherwise, if it's difficult to meet him, leave it to the Southern Champion generals to handle."

His subordinate tried to persuade Shang Qiuyuan, but after pondering for a moment, he shook his head and said, "Why can't I meet others? I, Shang Qiuyuan, am a great man, a great man. It should be at this time that we meet the old general. "

Shang Qiuyuan was not too worried about Feng Jing Ping running away. With Feng Rong City in ruins, even if Feng Jing Ping ran away, he had already ordered the various ministries to clear the surrounding area and surround Feng Rong City. The soldiers of the King would soon arrive, so the chances of Feng Jingping escaping were not high.

Even if Feng Jingping escaped, it would not be safe. Feng Yuan might be big, but there was no place for him to stand.

He urged the horse to the front and saw that there was a small group of people on the other side blocking their way. The leader was an old general. He had a head full of silver hair, had a ruddy complexion, had wrinkles on his face, and was still in high spirits. However, his face was filled with determination, as if he was determined to die.

"Old General, how have you been? I am Shang Qiu."

He raised his horse and shouted to stop the battle. At this moment, the people fighting at this place were actually all the soldiers of the Southern Champion Kingdom. When they heard Shang Qiuyuan's order, they all retreated and stopped their actions.

He Mo urged the horse to Shang Qiuyuan's side, bowing slightly as he cupped his fists and said, "Young Prince, there is no need to trouble young master for such a small matter, just hand it over to me. Young Prince shall go and attack the Imperial Palace. As for the remaining members of the clan, let this lowly general handle them for you. "

He also knew that the old general who had stopped them was already at home and had a deep relationship with Shang Qiuyuan, so he did not want to make things difficult for him.

Shang Qiuyuan smiled slightly and nodded, "Thank you, General He. Please wait for a moment and allow me to meet an old friend."

He Mo stepped back and said no more. He knew that right now, the Prince Shoulder had placed a great deal of importance on Shang Qiuyuan, and he truly treated him like his own son. And Shang Qiuyuan's filial piety towards the King Shoulder made them speechless.

Shang Qiuyuan stepped forward, cupped his fist on the horse's back and bowed his head, "Old General, the war is at hand. I, Shang Qiuyuan, offer my respects to old General on horseback."

Yun Teng's gaze landed on Shang Qiuyuan, but he could see that the current Shang Qiuyuan was still the same as before. He was clad in a snow-white robe under a silver flexible armor. The robe faintly flashed with lotus patterns. There was not a trace of dust or blood. It was obvious that he had seized the city gates of Fengyuan without any bloodshed. Even now, his sword had yet to be stained with the blood of the Fengyuan soldiers.

What was most eye-catching was that his head of silver hair fell from his helmet onto his shoulders. His handsome face carried a deep sadness. The deep sadness in his eyes made him sad.

"Qiu Yuan, your hair …"

He felt pained in his heart and stopped talking. He also understood why Shang Qiuyuan's hair had turned completely white.

Shang Qiuyuan, who was dressed in military attire, had a heroic air about him, yet his elegance could be seen amidst the valor. He raised his head and looked at Yun Teng affectionately. This old general was a good friend of the Buddhist monk. He had taught him martial arts during his youth. When he was young, he had listened to Yun Teng's commands and trained himself.

"Old General, you have already retired to recuperate. Why would you come out? It would be better to return."

Yun Teng originally had a lot of words to say, but he had already thought about it many times. If he saw Shang Qiuyuan, how would he berate him? But now facing Shang Qiuyuan, he was actually unable to say a single word.

He asked himself in his heart, what he would do if he met with the things that Shang Qiuyuan had experienced.

His gaze fell upon the soldiers of the Southern Champion that surrounded him. "Shang Qiuyuan, you actually surrendered to the Southern Champion Kingdom and brought the wolf into the room. Although this old man has already retired to his old age to recuperate, how could I allow you to do this? Today is the day when you and I will fight to the death. "Come, let this old man see what your martial arts have reached."

"Old fellow, how can someone like you, who's half buried and half buried, use such a noble hand? Young master, if it's not convenient for you to do anything, how about you let me take care of this old man? "

"Shut up, you can't be disrespectful to the old general. Step down!"

Shang Qiuyuan's elegant brows slightly raised, he understood Zuo Siping's intention. He was saying it intentionally to enrage Yun Teng while also trying to force him to express his stance.

By calling him young prince, he had made Yun Teng understand that he was currently the minister of the Southern Champion Kingdom, the son of the King. The young prince was also reminding him that he was now a general of the Southern Champion Kingdom and needed to be loyal to the Southern Champion.

His hand caressed the silver spear as he stared at Yun Teng. He had already sworn that no matter who it was that stopped him from killing the people from the Feng family, no matter who it was that stopped him from annihilating Feng Yuan, he would stab that person down from his horse.

Even if this person was Yun Teng, it was no exception. This was the reason why he had to face Yun Teng. If he could not even face Yun Teng, how would he have the determination and ruthlessness to kill off all of the Feng Family in the future?

Zuo Siping wasn't angry. He bowed slightly, took two steps back, and glanced at He Mo. He Mo shook his head at Zuo Siping, signalling for him to leave with his team and attack other places.

Zuo Siping waved his hand and left with his men. Since Mo Wuji was here, it would be unnecessary for him to stay. He might as well go and earn some military merits. If he could break through the Imperial Palace and capture Feng Jingping, then even Shang Qiuyuan would have to pay him a great debt of gratitude.

He exchanged a glance with He Mo before leaving with his men.

Shang Qiuyuan took off the silver spear from the saddle, still showing no disrespect. He respectfully lowered the silver spear and pointed its tip at the ground, bowing his head as he said, "Since that's the case, please instruct me."

He Mo waved his hand and ordered everyone to retreat. He also did not expect that Shang Qiu Yuan would personally go against Yun Teng. Originally, he thought that Shang Qiuyuan had come to persuade Yun Teng and also to stop them from hurting him. After all, although Yun Teng was once a notable general of the five empires, he was now seventy years old.

He looked at Shang Qiuyuan with some suspicion. Through the many generations of relationships with the Yunten Monk's family, Shang Qiuyuan had once served as a general under Yunten.

To Shang Qiuyuan, Yun Teng was not only an elder, but also a master and disciple.

Although Shang Qiu Yuan did not acknowledge Yun Teng as his teacher, the people of the five empires all knew that Shang Qiu Yuan could achieve such a feat, and Yun Teng's contributions were shallow.

Once again examining Shang Qiuyuan, he found that he was becoming increasingly unable to see through this Feng Yuan's former prince consort. If one were to say that he was worshipping under the king's knee, it would be a humiliation, and he would take his revenge for the sake of saving his life. Now that Shang Qiuyuan wanted to personally fight with Yun Teng, it exceeded everyone's expectations, including his.

"What does Shang Qiuyuan want to do? Could he be taking the opportunity to let the water go? Impossible, most of the people around are Southern Champion soldiers, and I'm still here. If he wanted to show favoritism, it shouldn't be so obvious. However, why did he come here and why did he have to personally take action when he wanted us to take care of this old man? "

He Mo felt some anticipation in his heart; he had never seen Shang Qiuyuan personally take action before. He had a faint hope in his heart to see how the martial arts of this famous general from the five countries was.

He was also a reputable high-ranking officer. However, he was far from being as famous as Shang Qiuyuan, and had never fought against a monk or monk like Qiu Yuan before. He was slightly unconvinced in his heart.

"His fame is only because he has a strong background and a good background. If he was not born in the Shang family and was also the prince consort of Fengyuan, how could he have received such a great reputation and high position today? "

"There is no need to be courteous. Today is a battle to the death. If you do not die, I will not show mercy. I hope you will do the same."

"I'll follow the old general's instructions. If he has any other orders, please advise them."

Shang Qiuyuan's words were clearly asking Yun Teng to leave behind his last words. He Mo was even more interested. Could it be that Shang Qiuyuan really had the heart to kill Yun Teng with his own hands?

When Yun Teng heard this, he did not get angry. He sighed slightly and said, "With your character, you will definitely not kill people, much less make things difficult for the commoners. This old man has nothing else to say, so I'll leave my family to you. "

"Please be at ease, old general. After the old general's visit, the family mansion will remain as it is."

"In that case, thank you very much. Make your move."

"The old general will go first."

Yun Teng raised the saber in his hand and hacked straight towards Shang Qiuyuan without holding back at all. The blade that he had used for decades was now somewhat heavy in his hand. However, he was originally here to die, so he didn't mind.

Regardless of who he faced, he would only die in the end, returning the country with his own death.

Shang Qiuyuan had already taken three moves in a row, and said faintly, "Old General, I've already given you three moves, and now you're going to fight back, please take note."

Yun Teng did not say anything and continued to attack. He felt slightly comforted in his heart. If he could die at the hands of Shang Qiuyuan, it would not be in vain for him to teach him for so many years. If he had a choice, he would rather die at the hands of Shang Qiuyuan than anyone else.

The silver spear struck out like a flood dragon wreaking havoc in the sea. A streak of cold light flashed by with the speed of lightning, and it was as unfathomable as a flood dragon. Only now did He Mo realize that the spear art of Shang Qiuyuan, who rarely made a move, was actually so brilliant.

He could not help but gasp as he looked carefully at Shang Qiuyuan's spear arts. He wondered what the result would be if he were to exchange blows with Qiuyuan.

The more he looked at it, the colder his heart became. This Confucian general who would not easily step up to battle had a superb spearmanship, superb to the extreme. He saw that there were already beads of sweat on Yun Teng's forehead and on his back.

All along, he had been looking down on this submissive Duo Bei Hou in his heart. Especially after Shang Qiuyuan was willing to bow to the Prince shoulder to shoulder as his foster father, he felt even more contemptuous of him. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu …" Only after advancing all the way to Fengyuan did his mood lighten a lot. Seeing that Shang Qiuyuan's soldiers far surpassed his own, he couldn't help but be convinced in his heart.

However, he never thought that Shang Qiuyuan's martial arts would be so profound.

A fountain of blood spurted out, and a half foot long wound appeared on Yun Teng's leg. He Mo didn't even see clearly how Shang Qiuyuan had stabbed and injured Yun Teng. At this moment, the two of them had only exchanged more than twenty blows.

"This old man said that today is a battle to the death. It won't end until one side dies. You don't need to keep your subordinates around … "Hmph …"

Before Yun Teng could finish his words, he let out a groan. Another wound half a foot long appeared under his ribs, and dark red blood immediately gushed out, staining his robes red.

"Shang Qiuyuan, you're ruthless, you …"

"Shut up. No one is to speak anymore. No one is allowed to step forward. Today, I, Monk Qiuyuan, will be fighting against you."

Shang Qiuyuan did not make another move. The silver spear was still pointed at the ground, and blood dripped from the tip of the spear onto the ground. He looked apologetically at Yun Teng, but did not say a word. Twice, he could have killed Yun Teng, but he had only injured him, hoping that he would understand and retreat.

However, Yun Teng's face was filled with determination. He understood that Yun Teng would not retreat even if he were to die.

"You had two chances to kill me earlier, why did you show mercy?"

He Mo was greatly shocked. He had heard Yun Teng's words. Shang Qiuyuan had clearly shown mercy just now, otherwise Yun Teng might have already been killed twice.