A Step Into The Past: I Am Han Xin - C140

Although Han Huaichu’s inner force was stronger than Xiang Shaolong’s, he was still a lot weaker in terms of techniques.

He had only learned swordsmanship from Han Fei for half a year. Although Madam Han Fei’s father was also a top tier swordsman in Korea, his sword skills could not be compared to Xiang Shaolong’s.

Xiang Shaolong wanted to use a mysterious sword technique to make up for his lack of inner strength. Once he used his ultimate move, Han Huaichu was like a small boat, engulfing everything in a sea of swords that covered the sky.

Although Han Huaichu had a deep level of inner strength, he didn’t know where it came from. Suddenly, a feeling of helplessness arose in his heart.

The dense sword aura had already arrived in front of Han Huaichu, and the Ju Zi in Xiang Shaolong’s hand was about to pierce through Han Huaichu’s forehead. Just as his life was hanging by a thread, Han Huaichu subconsciously used his left hand to condense all the energy in his body and used this move that was extremely close to him.

He only felt the flow of air surge, the burning pain on his cheek, it turned out that the Ju Zi’s sword had grazed past his face!

Although Xiang Shaolong’s sword moves were complex and endless, in the end, he could only use one sword strike. And this sword, was as weak as a grain of wheat, which was enough to kill Han Huaichu on the spot. But even so, the force carried by the sword still swept across Han Huaichu’s body.

Xiang Shaolong was startled, he did not know why this Soul Chaser sword would miss, but he felt a sense of regret. Before he could even react, the branch in Han Huaichu’s hand flashed like lightning on top of the Ju Zi sword. With a “pu” sound, the treasure of the Mo family exploded, turning into two pieces of rotten wood.

The Ju Zi Sword was a heavy sword that was made from a thousand years old wood. It was tightly packed with wood and even though it was refined a hundred times, it still could not harm it in the slightest. However, Han Huaichu did not use the power of the strike, but rather, he used his internal force to explode from within. The Ares-class that the Mo family had passed down for hundreds of years was destroyed just like that.

Seeing that the Ju Zi Sword had been destroyed, Xiang Shaolong roared, and with a “hu” sound, he swept his leg out, kicking towards Han Huaichu, wanting to avenge the sword’s destruction. Under such anxious and angry attacks, he did not talk about the rules. Instead, he started to feel a bit pestered.

Han Huaichu tapped his feet on the ground, and a great roc spread its wings. If everyone becomes friends, how about we just let it go? ”

Xiang Shaolong could not help but be stunned.

Never would he have thought that Han Xin’s martial arts were clearly above his. Instead of teaching him a lesson today, he had destroyed the Ju Zi Sword which had been with him for many years!

And he really wasn’t willing to admit defeat just like that.

After being defeated by Guan Zhongxie, he was a top-notch character in the martial arts world. He was a Sword Devil among the three swords that entered society, yet Xiang Shaolong was still able to remain calm. But being defeated by a junior like Han Xin, was something he could not accept.

And Baoer had been forced to the end by this brat, and had even committed suicide by cutting off his own Wujiang. Han Xin had even coveted the beauty of his own wife, Yu Zhiya, which made him even more resentful.

Xiang Shaolong stared coldly at Han Huaichu, he gasped for air, and did not know if he should try again.

Ji Yanran frowned, thinking about what happened to her husband today. His weapon had been destroyed by someone, and based on his temper from before, he had admitted defeat long ago. Why did he have to fight like a market barbarian now?

She walked forward and cupped her hands: “Young Master Han’s martial arts are powerful, my husband is no match for him. Today, I have come to experience the elegance of Young Master and have not wasted my time here. ”

Seeing her admit defeat, Xiang Shaolong felt too embarrassed to fight anymore. He sighed. “Fourth brother, Yanran, let’s go.”

Han Huaichu heard him call her “Yanran” and thought that his wife was actually called Yanran. He suddenly froze, “I seem to have heard of this name somewhere before?”

Without waiting for him to think clearly where he had heard of it, Xiang Shaolong, Ji Yanran and the others had already gone far away.

After Xiang Shaolong and his group left, they went all the way down the mountain.

Ji Yanran reprimanded him: “Husband, what is going on with you today? Why are you unwilling to admit defeat?

Xiang Shaolong said: “Yanran, you don’t know, but I really can’t take this lying down.” Ji Yanran asked curiously: Didn’t I just lose to a junior? It’s not like it’s a big deal, why can’t you take it lying down? ”

Xiang Shaolong let out a long sigh, and said: “How would you know, this Han Xin is our Baoer’s bane. In the future, when Baoer’s army dies, it will all be thanks to him. ”

Ji Yanran replied with an “Oh”, “So that’s how it is.” Then she changed the subject and said, “Husband, didn’t you always say that history cannot be tampered with? If you accidentally kill Han Xin today, wouldn’t you have to change all the history in the future? ”

Xiang Shaolong said in embarrassment: “At that time, I was too distracted and couldn’t withdraw my hand. Fortunately, Han Xin’s martial arts are high, so your husband cannot defeat him. ” With that, he laughed heartily, “I lost to him today, well lost!”

He saw a group of craftsmen carrying a bronze sculpture the size of a real person up the mountain.

The surface of the bronze sculpture was plated with a layer of gold foil. Under the rays of the afternoon sun, it reflected a body of golden light.

Xiang Shaolong stopped and asked the blacksmiths: “Is this a gold body made for the Qingxi Cryptonomer?” Everyone replied, “Yes.”

Ji Yanran sighed, “To feed a snake to Senior Ghost Valley, to be bestowed the title of Holiness after death is a great honor to My Daughter.”

As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a long cry in the air. The sound was quiet and serene, enough to pierce the clouds.

On top of the white crane stood a youth. His eyes were young and his lips were powdered. A ribbon was tied around his forehead, and he wore a white robe. On his back was a broadsword, his divine light was reserved like a celestial child.

The moment Xiang Shaolong saw the youth, he turned to Ji Yanran and said: “Isn’t this the person rumored to be the person who used a flute to slumber all of the heroes of the martial arts world and tens of thousands of soldiers, the human disciple from Seraphic Pond, Ji Feng?” Ji Yanran said: “Other than him, who else would have such a big crane?”

Xiang Shaolong asked curiously, “Why would this Immortal Dao disciple come to Clear Stream today?” Jing Jun guessed: “Maybe I was just passing by.”

However, they knew that Ji Feng was not just passing by, he had specifically come to cause trouble for them today. The white crane swooped down and descended from the clouds, landing beside the crowd. Ji Feng shouted loudly: “How have you been in Tutor Xiang?”

Xiang Shaolong was confused: “I came under an assumed name, how does he know who I am? You even know that I was Pan’s master? ”

Ever since one of the nine cauldrons, the Xuzhou cauldron, was driven away by the Siyama, and the Four Envoys of Life Seizing mixed into the Qin Palace, there was no one else in the large cauldron, leaving only the four corpses on the ground.

Suddenly, the Fire Soul Flag that was covering Ji Feng’s corpse slowly rose up into the sky, releasing a bright red light, which shone onto Ji Feng’s corpse.

Immediately after, a burst of bamboo shoot like crisp sounds, the broken bones in Ji Feng’s body automatically repositioned themselves. As for the scattered souls, they gradually gathered together again, and were injected into Ji Feng’s body like a wisp of green smoke.

After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Ji Feng woke up. He straightened his body and jumped up from the ground, becoming full of energy again.

Ji Feng looked at the Fire Soul Flag and suddenly understood the origins of the banner.

One of the nine cauldrons was teleported by the Immortal Realm to a place a thousand miles away called Sishui. The Heavenly Devil of Chaos then gifted the Fire Soul Flag to Ji Feng, telling him to use the Fire Soul Flag and continue setting off bloody rain in the human world.

Ji Feng waved his hand, and the Fire Soul Flag, that was as big as a carriage lid, immediately became the size of a palm, and floated over to Ji Feng’s hand.

Ji Feng let out a strange laugh, exited the cauldron, walked out of the Qin Palace with large strides, found the enormous crane outside the Xianyang City, stepped over the crane, and flew towards the outside of the barrier.

Since Sword God Gelenin had already died in his hands, there was no need to care about the promise he had made to him back then.

He came to the valley where Xiang Shaolong lived in seclusion and after asking around, found out that Xiang Shaolong had gone to the Central Plains. Thus, without stopping, he took the crane back to the Central Plains.

Relying on his extraordinary devil arts, Ji Feng already understood where Xiang Shaolong was, and so, tracked his Weidi. Today at the Clear Stream Ghost Valley, he’d finally stopped Duan Ling Tian.

Xiang Shaolong saw that his identity had been made clear, and felt it was extremely strange, so he cupped his fists and asked: “Is the person who came was the disciple of the Spiritual Master Tian Chi, Young Hero Ji Feng?” Ji Feng nodded: “You can say that.”

“That’s right, that’s right, that’s right, how can he answer ‘you can say that’?” Xiang Shaolong was confused, and asked: “How did Young Hero Ji know my identity? We have never met, so why should I say that I have been well? ”

Ji Feng laughed loudly, and his laughter was filled with hatred: “Tutor Xiang, do you know my other identity? I am your old friend, Guan Zhongxie. ”

Xiang Shaolong asked curiously: “Didn’t Guan Zhongxie die in Mangdang Mountain? Young Hero is a righteous disciple of a famous sect, an Immortal Cultivator, how is he related to that devil? ”

Since Ji Feng had already decided to kill them, he might as well make it clear that he wanted to make them dead, so he said with his head held high: “I am the body of Ji Feng and your old friend Guan Zhongxie. All three of them were unable to escape this calamity. Tutor Xiang, no matter which family’s misfortune it is, it is all thanks to you. Today, I have come to find you because the end for you is here. ”

“So the one in front of me is actually a Devil Lord!” Xiang Shaolong was greatly shocked in his heart.

His own martial arts could not compare to Guan Zhongxie’s, but Ji Feng had set off such a huge storm, so it seemed that his own martial arts was even better than Guan Zhongxie’s. This Devil Lord claimed that he was the embodiment of Guan Zhongxie and himself.

He thought to himself, “It’s a pity that Little Treasure couldn’t find it. I’ll have to disappoint junior sister Lu Dan’er’s last request.”

A group of craftsmen, upon hearing that the Devil Lord had abandoned the bronze sculpture, immediately fled in panic. Ji Feng sneered: “Where do you think you’re going!” With a raise of his hand, a gale of wind from his palm billowed outwards. How could that group of normal blacksmiths withstand such a palm strike from the Devil Lord? They immediately fell to the ground.

One look at the power of Ji Feng’s attack and Xiang Shaolong knew that he was far too lacking from her.

Jing Jun suddenly asked. “I don’t care if you are Ji Feng or Guan Zhongxie, but you have to keep your promise right? After Guan Zhongxie was defeated by Master Gai, he personally promised to not cause trouble for my third brother’s family, how can you go back on your word? ”

Ji Feng laughed coldly, “That’s right, I did lose to that old fool, but —” As he spoke to here, he suddenly took the broadsword on his back off and threw it heavily onto the ground.

Only now did everyone notice the sword.

Xiang Shaolong vaguely remembered that the Sword God Gelenin was carrying a broadsword on his back, which seemed to be a little similar to the sword. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind as he said with a shaky voice, “Could it be — what have you done to Senior Gai?”

Ji Feng said coldly, “Since this old man is so nosy, I can only send him to see the King of Hell. Gai Nie’s martial arts were insufficient, and he died by my hands, you guys can’t be saying that I did not keep my promise, right?

Xiang Shaolong was extremely saddened upon hearing this. He kneeled to the ground and said, “Great Hero Gai, I have implicated you!”

Ji Feng laughed loudly: “Tutor Xiang, the person you are implicating cannot be just Gai Nie. I said that I would kill one of your children and rape one of your wives. Even though the Madame by your side is a little old, but she was also a beauty, and has bewitched countless heroes of the world, so even if I, Ji Feng, fought against her, she would not lose out. Hahahaha! “Hahahaha!”

His laughter was filled with pride, as though Xiang Shaolong was nothing in his eyes.

Hearing his obscenities, Jing Jun’s face reddened as he shouted, “Don’t insult my Third Sister-in-Law!” He raised his sword and rushed over. Xiang Shaolong shouted anxiously, “Fourth Brother, don’t!” But he couldn’t stop it.

Ji Feng said: “You’re courting death!” With a flick of his wrist, the shadows of his claws increased dramatically as he used his demonic art, “Sky Demon Claw”.

Jing Jun was no match for Ji Feng. The material-like claw image landed on Jing Jun’s shoulder, and forcefully pulled him in front of Ji Feng.

Ji Feng’s jade-white face revealed a sinister look, “I do not wish to kill you, I only wish to rape and kill your sworn brother’s wife in front of you, but you are courting death, do not blame me for this.”

Under Ji Feng’s demonic claws, Jing Jun only felt the blood in his body being sealed, he was unable to use even a bit of his strength. He knew that he had fallen into the hands of the Devil Lord, and it was extremely fortunate. He immediately laughed and said: “I, Jing Jun, have lived to this extent, what’s there to be afraid of? “But I have a question. If you don’t ask me, you will die with regrets.”

Ji Feng replied with an “Oh” and asked, “What questions do you have?” Jing Jun asked: “My child Xiang Bu was kidnapped by you, where is he now? Is he dead or alive? ”

Xiang Shaolong also wanted to know the whereabouts of his son Xiang Bu, and the only person who knew about him was the Devil Lord in front of him.