"In the Jin Dynasty, Ye Buyi replaced Qi Junsong as the fourth-rank Xuanwu general, and also led the Yechi cavalry as the captain of the cavalry."

"In Jin and Zhou Dynasties, Liuying was a fifth-grade guerrilla general and a cavalry captain."

"Restart Lu Youxian as a general."

Chen Dingye stared into the distance.

He suddenly laughed: "Beasts in troubled times should gallop in this world until they die. Who can take such a great head from the world's heroes?"

He leaned back against the table and chair, held his sword, and said calmly:

"Master of the Chixiao Sword, Qin Wu in the south of the Yangtze River, responsible for all things in the country, regent of the Western Regions, Khan of the Desert."

"I...no."

"Gu, I'm waiting for you——"

"Come and kill each other."

………………

Yu Wen Lie informed Jiang Wanxiang about the master of Chixiao Sword. The emperor of Ying State sat alone in the deep palace, holding an iron weapon and beating the chimes alone. The drum beat was slow and desolate. After hearing Yu Wen Lie's report, he just said:

: "Chixiao Sword Master?"

"At this point, what else do you want to say?"

Jiang Wanxiang struck the chimes, the sound was desolate and grand, and said:

"At the age of sixteen, he occupied the south of the Yangtze River and had fifty thousand soldiers under his command."

"Become a prince and worship a general, and swallow the world with anger."

"Isn't Li Guanyi's weight greater than that of the Red Sky Sword Master?!"

"Only laymen and students will be bound by the past."

"Have the world forgotten that it is the heroes who give the magic weapons and bloodline glory, rather than the bloodline and magic weapons that determine who is a hero?"

"Carrying on the past and forging ahead is what we should do. Let alone the Red Sky Sword Master. Even if the Red Emperor is revived, won't you and I pick up our guns and compete with the Red Emperor in this world?"

Jiang Wanxiang struck the chimes, unhurriedly and said:

"Since you are here, please play with me."

Yu Wenlie replied: "No!"

The land of Zhongzhou.

Ji Zichang learned about the rumors about the Scarlet Sky Sword, saying that when Ji Yanzhong entered Zhongzhou, the Scarlet Sky Sword suddenly roared like a dragon, then rose into the sky and rushed to the distant horizon without knowing where it was going.

Ji Zichang's palms trembled slightly: "Has the Red Sky Sword Master been born?"

His teeth bit his lip, oozing blood:

"Li Guanyi, sir, are you going to become my enemy too?"

The heroic spirit suddenly declined, replaced by a feeling of panic and horror. He held his sword. The officials and masters in front of him were making a fuss in a panic, which made Ji Zi Changdu feel a little upset.

He also said that there should be checks and balances, he said that he would issue the Red Emperor's order, he said that he would order Ying Guo to attack Chen Guo, he said that he would allow the kings from all over the country to serve, he also said that he would summon the regent Chen Fubi who had rebelled against Chen Guo to come to Zhongzhou, and allow officials from all over the country to hold their own.

There are soldiers and horses...

Ji Zichang was tired and angry.

He suddenly pulled out his sword. The sound of the sword was clear and clear, and for a moment it overcame the noise of these people. The white-haired old man of the clan wanted to teach the young king a lesson, but the thirty-year-old king struck down with his sword.

Instead, he beheaded the white-haired old clan member.

Blood was scattered on the Jinluan Palace.

The clan members who were noisy just now looked at the emperor who got up, and for a moment they felt terrifyingly quiet. Scarlet blood fell drop by drop on the Golden Palace, twisting like a red dragon.

Considered to be just puppets, the weak Ji Zichang looked at these uncles and uncles angrily and coldly, slowly exhaled a breath and said: "That's enough."

"The legend of the Red Emperor has lasted for eight hundred years."

"Nothing in the world is immortal. I have been lonely in Zhongzhou for three hundred years. Even if it ends in my generation, it is not a strange thing."

"but!"

"The ancestors, with a humble body and a three-foot sword, ruled the world."

"Even if the Red Emperor lineage is about to end today, even so, the end of the Red Emperor should not be a farce."

"It's time for sword and fire!"

The young king held the blood-stained sword and slowly put it into the scabbard. He wore twelve crowns, and the corners of his eyes under the crowns were slightly raised, looking at the clans in front of him like a dragon, and said: "Everyone."

Sir, step back."

After a long time, a low voice sounded:

"...obey the decree."

In July of the eleventh year of the Apocalypse, the summer was hot, martial arts legends fell, and the war in the south of the Yangtze River ended. Chen Guo and Ying Guo both withdrew their troops to recuperate. Looking from all directions from Zhongzhou, it seemed to be peaceful, and the war was concentrated in the areas where the empire had not enveloped.

Western Region.

There is no war in this vast world of Red Emperor.

The emperor's safari is about to begin.

Nothing happened in all directions, he said——

The world is at peace.

Li Guanyi, Yao Guang, and Sword Maniac Murong Longtu bid farewell to the palace masters of the academy and left, embarking on their journey to Zhongzhou. Behind them, about thirty miles away, a silver-haired man followed quietly.

"That guy Li Guanyi has a good relationship with Yao Guang."

"I heard that he is going to the Academy. He definitely hopes to get the Academy's support, but the foundation is not enough and the relationship with the Academy is not solid enough. With this gift in my hand, it must be okay.

"

"Giving it to Li Guanyi will establish a good relationship with him."

The whale fisher holds a 'gift' in his hand.

Tied up with hemp rope, a white-haired old man.

The leader of the Academy Formation.

Si Danger!

Si Wei was extremely angry. At this moment, the silver-haired man and Si Wei saw a person passing in front of them. He had messy white hair and was sitting on a black turtle floating slowly in the sky. It was the person who was left behind because his light skills were not as good as Sword Kuang.

Si Ming.

Siming glanced unconsciously.

He met Si Wei's eyes.

"???"

"??!"
Chapter completed!