I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

In the past, among the six countries, there was an unwritten rule that Grand Masters should not be involved in secular battles, that is, Grand Masters could not participate in wars between armies.

Just because of the extraordinary combat power of the grand master, he will become a killing machine on the battlefield.

Today's situation is different.

Mo Feizhan challenged Tie Hanyang, in his own name, to avenge the hatred of his family and the country, and to do the way to replace the sky.

The dead man was dead, and there were many civil servants and female family members among the guests, so there was inevitably a panic.

Tie Yu stood in front of his father, took off the hat on his head, and said sonorously: "Father has a battle, and the son will do it for him. Master Mo, I will accept your challenge."

There was approval in Mo Feizhan's eyes, and he waved his hand, "Tie Hanyang, you have given birth to a good son. Bridegroom officer, you are not my opponent, let's practice for another ten or twenty years."

The young man was full of vigor, eager to try his hand, Tie Hanyang patted Tie Yu on the shoulder, "Yu'er, it is enough to have this kind of heart. He is a fallen person, and he is not a father. Murphy Fight, look at the gun!"

With that said, Tie Hanyang had already jumped onto the roof.

One sword and one gun, simplifying the complex, returning to the basics, fighting in one place.

The roof collapsed in an instant, and the ground sank.

Sure enough, it was a battle at the master level, and it was almost enough to destroy the world.

Seeing this, Mo Feizhan mobilized his hands to form a barrier-like shield between Mo Tie and Mo Tie with his true energy, excluding outsiders.

At the same time, the melee also broke out.

Tie Hanyang is not a great master, but as the only king with a different surname in the Great Yan Dynasty, he has experienced many battles, and every move has the taste of iron and blood.

Mo Feizhan is a grand master, but after a big battle three years ago, he was physically damaged and fell into trouble. In addition, it seemed to be an understatement to take the names of more than a dozen dead men, but in fact it was also a kind of consumption for him.

Between the ups and downs, the two are evenly matched.

Half an hour later, the two of them had removed more than 300 moves. And the battlefield also moved from the sky above the palace to the foot of Yurong Mountain.

This was done intentionally by Mo Feizhan, and he didn't want to affect the people in the city. After all, Tie Hanyang was not as good as fighting alone, and was taken out of rhythm.

At this time, Mo Feizhan had already gained the upper hand. When the two were fighting close to each other, the long sword fluttered out and pierced into Tie Hanyang's heart. Tie Hanyang's big spear hit Mo Feizhan's shoulder.

Of course, the heartache is more serious.

However, Tie Hanyang laughed loudly, and spit out a large cloud of blood mist. In the midst of the mist, he took out six flying knives from his pocket. There were scars on the knives, and they had just taken part of the sword stabs.

Sneak attack!

Five throwing knives missed, and one of them shot into Mo Feizhan's lower rib.

The blade pierced into the flesh, and Mo Feizhan's lips turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mo Feizhan, how good is my corpse poison? It was refined by the number one disciple under the King of Medicine, and I only got a copy from the palace. I will let you taste it today, the taste of dying from poison." , he had already sat down cross-legged, seemingly starting to heal himself, but in fact he had no strength at all.

Mo Feizhan did not die, and this reflected the strong physique of the master. But the corpse poison is not easy to bear, after another hour or three quarters, even if he is not poisoned to death, he will probably become disabled.

To be able to die at the foot of Yurong Mountain is to return to the homeland.

No complaints, no regrets, it's just a pity that I couldn't kill Tie Hanyang with my own hands.

Huh? Mo Feizhan felt that there was a figure in front of him, but he couldn't see it clearly. Before he fell, he felt a knock on the neck and something stuffed into his mouth.

Who saved him?

Then he lost consciousness.

Tie Hanyang is still at the foot of the mountain. Regardless of the process and means, he finally defeated the terrifying existence fourth in the world's combat power list, which is something to be proud of.

He didn't feel proud, only that he was in danger.

At the foot of Yurong Mountain, anyone and a wild beast could kill him, but his people obviously didn't find him so quickly.

Suddenly, he pricked up his ears and heard footsteps.

The footsteps were not fast, and every step seemed to step on his heart.

Who is coming?

When he looked over, it was an ordinary face, wearing the clothes of a servant in the palace, but the murderous aura could not be concealed, and it chilled his heart.

"Who are you?" Tie Hanyang raised his proud head and asked.

"The person who wants to kill you." The boy's answer seemed to come from the extreme arctic, colder than ice.

"In this world, cough cough..." Tie Hanyang's bravery did not last a breath, and a severe cough struck. The boy got closer, with the breath of death. "Great power, inexhaustible wealth, I can give you whatever you want."

Tie Hanyang was really nervous. He experienced the biggest storm, but he didn't want to die on an unknown person.

The servant looked up to the sky, "I heard someone say that the villain always dies because of talking too much. I won't give you another chance to speak, take your life!"

A small arrow shot into Tie Hanyang's chest, the arrow was poisoned, Tie Hanyang could feel the passing of life. "Why?"

Why do you want to kill me?

What enmity is there between us?

Why are you doing this?

The boy wiped it on his face, and the mask fell off, revealing a face of astonishment.

"It's...it's you!"

"You actually... didn't die!"

"Three years, the whole world is looking for you!"

Probably because of the flashback, Tie Hanyang spoke a few words very fluently. However, it is more resentment and unwillingness.

"Ying Zhexu!"

In this world, there is only one person named Ying Zhexu.

The fifth prince of the Great Yan Kingdom, the son of Princess Yunzhao, Ying Zhexu.

He is back!

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