Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

Chapter 239: Prince Langya dispatches troops to the palace, Luo Qingyang fights Yibu alone

"Xiao Ruofeng? Why is he here?!"

Mu Liuyun was startled and turned around to see Langya King Xiao Ruo, who had a calm expression on his face and strode straight towards the main gate of the palace.

Among all the princes of Xiao Chongjing, Xiao Ruofeng was the most favored. Mu Liuyun was naturally aware of this.

His nephew Xiao Xie had just passed away, and he couldn't afford to offend him at this time, so he bowed slightly and clasped his fists towards Xiao Ruofeng and said:

"I, General Mu Liuyun, greet His Royal Highness Prince Langya!"

"According to Shadow Sect intelligence, there are several traitors hiding in Prince Jingyu's mansion. It's best not to go in for now, to avoid accidentally injuring His Highness..."

Xiao Ruofeng looked straight ahead and spoke in a clear voice:

"Who are you referring to as the traitor you just mentioned? Since there is a traitor in the palace, we should lead our troops to capture him and hand him over to the Three Judicial Departments!"

"General Mu is mobilizing a large army to besiege my brother's mansion now, what's the reason?"

"Besides, my brother is getting married today. As his younger brother, how can I not be there to congratulate him? Get out of the way!"

Mu Liuyun looked embarrassed for a moment, and stood there for a long time, neither advancing nor retreating, before he uttered a sentence:

"Your Highness, you may not know that those people in the mansion are not kind and their skills are quite impressive..."

"If this isn't handled properly, it could lead to the deaths of many innocent people! I've only just arrived... We haven't... We haven't even started yet..."

As he spoke, Mu Liuyun's voice became weaker and weaker, until the last few words were barely audible.

Xiao Ruofeng smiled contemptuously, his voice resounding:

"General Mu is, after all, the commander-in-chief of the palace promoted by my father. The command of the hundreds of thousands of troops in the entire Tianqi is in your hands!

If you had always been strict in disciplining the army and strengthening the defenses, how could that so-called traitor have been able to sneak into the imperial city and commit crimes under the noses of your hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses?

Now that the prince is getting married, you have surrounded the palace in a dignified manner. What are you trying to do? Are you determined not to stop until you have ruined the wedding?

General Mu, in my opinion... you lack both the courage to be a general and the ability to command troops!"

These words made Mu Liuyun feel ashamed. Facing Xiao Ruofeng, the young prince who had become a general and a prime minister, Mu Liuyun really had nothing to say.

After all, he was able to climb to his current position over the years, on the one hand because of the help of the Imperial Noble Consort's sister, and on the other hand because he was extremely good at scheming, and with the help of his nephew, Prince Qing Xiao Xie, he gradually climbed to a high position.

Now that Xiao Ruofeng was standing in front of him, this old man, who looked fierce on the outside but was actually weak on the inside, felt ashamed.

Moreover, among the troops he mobilized today, a small number had fought under Xiao Ruofeng before, and naturally knew Xiao Ruofeng's abilities.

Seeing that Mu Liuyun had lost his temper, Xiao Ruofeng looked ahead and said in a low voice:

"Ye Xiaoying, Xun Yichuan!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, two crisp and clear responses came from behind Xiao Ruofeng:

"The general is here!"

Xiao Ruofeng: "Pass on my order, go straight into the palace, expel the traitors and capture the main culprit!"

Ye Xiaoying/Xun Yichuan: "I obey your orders! Brothers from the Ye and Xun camps, follow me!"

The two brave generals, dressed in military uniforms and holding single swords, rushed through Mu Liuyun's troops and led two teams of more than a hundred brave soldiers to form two neat lines in front of the gate of the palace.

When Mu Liuyun saw this, he immediately understood...

This was because the emperor in the Purple Palace was suspicious again. In an emergency, Mu Liuyun had to mobilize troops without authorization to prevent any accidents.

There was also Yi Bu who testified that Wen Yanzhao, who had poisoned three thousand soldiers to death, had also arrived at the palace.

How could he dare to be negligent? He simply dispatched all the infantry, cavalry and archers together, totaling more than 10,000 people.

Little did they know that privately mobilizing heavy troops would touch upon Xiao Chongjing's taboo!

What he didn't know was that the reason Xiao Ruofeng brought Ye Xiaoying and Xun Chuan to the palace was not because of Xiao Chongjing's imperial order.

Instead, after Xiao Ruofeng learned that Wen Yanzhao, Ye Dingzhi, and Baili Dongjun had broken into the palace, he personally asked his father, Emperor Xiao Chongjing, to deal with the matter.

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Mu Liuyun sighed helplessly and saluted Xiao Ruofeng, "Well, since His Royal Highness Prince Langya has stationed us here, I will return the military power and transfer the army back to the South Camp!"

Xiao Ruofeng ignored him and walked straight into the palace gate. Lei Mengsha followed closely behind him, and then a hundred or so elite soldiers, led by Ye Xiaoying and Xun Chuan, entered the Jingyu Palace together.

"withdraw troops!"

Mu Liuyun waved his whip, and the command flags of several thousand commanders under his command rang out. The infantry, cavalry, and archers immediately turned around and followed their superior officers to leave the palace one after another.

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The street outside Jingyu Palace.

The black veil that covered Luo Qingyang's face was still there, but there was a sword wound on his shoulder. Blood flowed down his right arm to the hand holding the sword, and was almost solidified.

The five or six fellow disciples of the Shadow Sect who had besieged him earlier were now lying on the ground in a mess.

Some were knocked unconscious by the spine of his sword, some were hit on the back of the head by the hilt, and some simply pretended to stumble and never got up again...

However, the sword wound was not caused by these people. After all, their swordsmanship was far inferior to Luo Qingyang's!

The person who stabbed him was the man in front of him - Yingzong Yibu.

"It's useless. There are many things you can't decide, not even me!"

Ib's face was expressionless.

Luo Qingyang shook his head and said, "How can we know if we don't try?"

Yi Bu's expression became more serious: "Luo Qingyang, I am very disappointed in you!"

Luo Qingyang: "Master, I am even more disappointed in you! Junior Sister is your daughter, she is a living person, not a tool!"

Yi Bu shouted angrily, "Enough! It's not your turn to interfere in the affairs of my Yi family!"

Luo Qingyang: "Junior sister is your daughter, and even more so my junior sister. I will tell you whether Master is angry or not!"

Yi Bu's face was so gloomy that it looked like water might drip from it. "Draw your sword! Let me see how much courage you have to dare to speak to me like that!"

The sword light suddenly lit up, and in Yi Bu's eyes, Luo Qingyang, dressed in black, seemed to have turned into a sword sharp enough to pierce the dome, stabbing straight at him!

"Ding!"

Yi Bu raised his hand and pointed the sword straight ahead!

It collided exactly with the sword that Luo Qingyang was stabbing at!

The sword tip pierced the sword tip, and Luo Qingyang realized the gap between his master and himself...

One is in the realm of freedom on earth, the other is in the realm of heaven!

"Is that all you can do? You're still a long way from it."

Yi Bu raised his hand and cut the black veil on Luo Qingyang's face into two pieces with one sword, leaving a very shallow sword mark on his cheek.

Luo Qingyang turned over and retreated, without stopping the long sword in his hand, and attacked Yi Bu like a hawk swooping down on a swallow!

There was a clang of metal, but Yi Bu remained motionless, his feet nailed to the ground as he neutralized Luo Qingyang's attack with one hand...

"Luo Qingyang, is this all you have? You really disappoint me!

With such a meager swordsmanship, you dare challenge me, your master? You're dreaming!

I shouldn't have saved you on a snowy night, because you are a waste. You really let down General Xiaohu Luo Ze!

If your junior sister saw you like this, she would definitely laugh at you, laughing at your overestimation of your own abilities!"

Yi Bu continued to humiliate Luo Qingyang, each word more vicious than the last!

"what!"

Luo Qingyang's eyes turned red, especially when Yi Bu talked about his deceased father, General Xiaohu Luo Ze...

The remaining sense of respect between master and disciple, and the gratitude for raising me, finally vanished with Ib's humiliation...

What followed was a torrential attack, with each sword faster and more ruthless than the last!

Yi Bu was no longer arrogant and took Luo Qingyang's desperate efforts seriously. In the end, even his palms and arms gradually became numb!

"clang!"

Luo Qingyang used all his strength to strike the sword but it still failed to penetrate his master's chest and was blocked by Yi Bu's sword!

Luo Qingyang's long sword also broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Luo Qingyang's body was covered in sword marks, and the clothes on his upper body were almost cut into rags by Yibu...

"It's over, Luo Qingyang!"

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