Green Mountain

The Li Family’s Official Gateway is named ’Feibai’.

So-called Feibai refers to the dry brush strokes of a calligraphy brush when it runs out of ink, beautiful as light clouds covering the sun.

At this moment, Li Xuan’s emaciated body somehow surged with energy, each sword strike swift as a phantom, like Feibai itself.

In the span of a few breaths, he advanced over ten steps. Like a reef, he firmly halted the Heavenly Strategy Army’s onrush, forcing them to split to the sides unwilling to collide directly with him.

Elsewhere, Chen Ji, with Zhang Xia behind him, charged on horseback towards Zhang Zheng.

The Heavenly Strategy Army accompanying Zhang Zheng saw Chen Ji’s lance thrusting forward and immediately slashed at the lance’s wooden shaft, intending to cut it off. No matter how tough the shaft, it was still just wood.

However, just as the blade was about to meet the shaft, Chen Ji gave a sudden shake with both hands, and the eight-foot lance vibrated into a flower, dodging the blade and thrusting like a serpent, piercing the opponent’s throat.

The lance was heavy; even a normal armored soldier would find it hard to handle smoothly, let alone manipulate it into such a flower.

Blood gushed from the Heavenly Strategy Army soldier, who died with eyes wide open. Chen Ji took the opportunity to cut the ropes binding Zhang Zheng’s hands and feet: "Seize a horse, and retreat behind me!"

Zhang Zheng quickly pushed the fallen soldier off the horse, mounted it himself, and retreated to Chen Ji’s side.

There was still one more person to rescue, Chen Wenzong.