Duanlang was in the sword pool, but he didn't have any scruples at all. Instead, he sneered.

Bu Jingyun frowned slightly at this moment. He knew how powerful this sword pool was.

Even if Wu Ming, the former martial arts legend, came, he probably wouldn't dare to make such a big deal.

"Let you also see what true strength is!"

When Duanlang saw Bu Jingyun frowning, he smiled evilly, then dropped the sword with his right hand and folded his hands violently.

Rumble!

As the energy wandered around his body, a flash of blood instantly rushed out of Duanlang's eight extraordinary meridians, forming a terrifying force of energy one foot away from his body.

The Gang Qi is as red as blood. Whenever sword Qi comes near, a low thunderous sound will be heard from the Blood Gang, blasting away all the sword Qi.

After a moment, the bloody Gang Qi was pushed out one foot from the body, and the Lei Gang hidden in it shook away all the surrounding sword Qi.

This sword pond was easily broken open by Duan Lang in the blink of an eye.

"slow!"

The moment the sword pool broke open, Bu Jingyun held the sword in one hand, and a ray of light shot towards Duan Lang's eyebrows.

But Duan Lang, who had already gained the upper hand, shouted to stop at this moment, and took advantage of the situation to dodge Bu Jingyun's sword light.

Whoosh...

The sword light was silent. After passing through the broken waves, it silently penetrated the wall behind it.

Duan Lang, who had already dodged the sword light, had a blood hole the size of a thumb appear on his heart.

The heart is broken.

This kind of injury would have been fatal.

But what really surprised Yiyi Jingyun was that Duanlang seemed to be fine, stretched out his hand to brush his heart, picked up a wisp of blood, and put it into his mouth.

But in just a few breaths, apart from the broken clothes on Duanlang's heart, no scars could be seen inside.

"As you are now, do you still want to kill me? Haha..."

Duan Lang looked at Bu Jingyun with disdain and said coldly.

Although Bu Jingyun, who had a cold nature, was surprised, the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

The sword of defeat rises again, and its sword energy is even stronger than before.

"I am here today not to fight with you."

Duanlang took a step back, stared at Bu Jingyun, and said coldly.

If the lord hadn't tried every means to get that thing, he would never have let Bu Jingyun go.

Bu Jingyun heard the words, but remained unmoved. With a move of his long sword, the sword energy condensed on the sword of defeat and he rushed out again.

Seeing the menacing sword light coming towards him, Duan Lang did not dodge or dodge. He just smiled coldly and said, "It seems you don't want Kong Ci to wake up!"

Hearing Duan Lang say Kong Ci, Bu Jingyun's heart moved, and his sword light instantly deflected half an inch.

The long sword passed by, leaving a trace of blood on Duan Lang's cheek...

"what for?"

Bu Jingyun held the sword of defeat and said coldly.

"The fact that I, the young master, can stand here today speaks volumes, doesn't it?"

Duan Lang didn't say much. After saying these words, he moved out of the Iron Sword Gate.

He understood that Bu Jingyun would definitely follow. Duan Lang had an extraordinary talent for understanding people's hearts.

After Bu Jingyun stayed there for a moment, he turned around and rushed out in the direction Duan Lang left.

He may not care about the life or death of other people, but Kong Ci is different.

Today, Kong Ci is still in the Yuejian Palace in the capital. Although there are people waiting on him, he is like a living dead.

Duan Lang, who was killed by Zhao Yu, could still stand in front of him alive. Maybe Kong Ci really had a glimmer of hope.

Following this thought, Bu Jingyun finally caught up with Duan Lang who had already left the city.

Duanlang sneered when he saw Bu Jingyun following him.

…

Departing from Tianjin Wei, a month later, Zhao Yu and his party finally arrived at Champa marked in Lao Zheng's navigation log.

Although this city is said to belong to foreign barbarians, it is bordered by the Xin Dynasty to the north after all, and among the accompanying officials of the Ministry of Rites, there are actually several people who are proficient in its language.

The treasure ship approached Champa City. Under the command of An Jianqing, the small boat was lowered from the treasure ship. Several skilled guards in Jinyi brought the ultimatum from the emperor of the new dynasty and two principals who were proficient in native language and approached Xinzhou Port first.

Zhao Yu wanted to follow, but was rejected outright by everyone.

After everyone waited on the treasure ship for more than two hours, the small boat that went to negotiate came back.

"meet?"

Hearing the news brought back by Jin Yiwei and the principal, Zhao Yu was a little confused.

When the foreign barbarians heard that it was a treasure ship from the new dynasty, they immediately reported it to the officials. When the officials learned about it, they were immediately overjoyed and sent their deputies to Xinzhou Port to greet them in person.

"This foreign barbarian is not as fierce as rumored, but he looks quite enthusiastic..."

Zhao Yu mumbled a few words in a low voice, then turned two of the treasure ships around and headed straight for Xinzhou Port.
Chapter completed!