Peace Order

Chapter 1691: Chapter 53: Qilin Treads the Flames, Chen Shi Loses His Capital

"Because today, the one leading this army is me." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Chen Tianqi was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter, saying, "Hahaha, good, so arrogant, such a madman. Are you saying that you alone can counteract the tenfold difference in forces?!"

"Li Wanli also has a son like you."

"Good, good!"

"Then let’s have a try!"

Chen Tianqi let out a long roar, grasping his weapon to advance. Li Guanyi held the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd, and the two Nine Heavens warriors began to fight here. However, after just four or five rounds, Chen Tianqi already felt his palm numb, realizing he was no match.

In terms of pure martial skills, Chen Tianqi was not inferior to this Prince Qin, but the younger generation’s vitality was too terrifying, with a physique as strong as a dragon. Chen Tianqi’s qi was prolonged, his martial art attainments were extremely high, yet ultimately, he was already in his declining years.

Over two hundred years old, even the Sword Madman is about to undergo Soldier Disintegration.

He was left with little Primordial Qi.

Originally renowned in the annals of history, an esteemed Divine General, now he must wager his life, his everything, for future generations.

But after only a few bouts, Chen Tianqi turned to retreat.

Li Guanyi was not in a hurry to chase.

Pursuit?

Li Guanyi no longer had the mindset of a general or commander.

At this moment, he raised his hand, and the aura of the over ten thousand cavalry surged forth, converging into a military formation, vast and mighty, layers upon layers of added momentum.

Red Dragon and White Tiger Dharma Forms appeared simultaneously.

The aura of an overlord of an era suddenly rose up, exuding a sense of disdainful dominance. Chen Tianqi turned around and saw that Prince Qin was looking at him calmly, clearly with a level gaze, yet at this moment, he faintly felt as if being looked at like mere chickens and dogs.

A monarch has the dignity of a monarch, and a monarch also has the tactics of a monarch.

If the enemy retreats, then annihilate them!

Otherwise, what use are the great armies?

A strike formed from the military formation’s murderous intent slashed out, black and red overlord aura exploded, Red Dragon and White Tiger, Dragon Roar and Tiger Howl, tore forward, Chen Tianqi tried his best, combining the military formation and the Qi Fortune within Jiangzhou City.

Only barely managed to block this move.

Even so, he panted heavily, his face pale, no longer possessing the previous composure when he beat Yue Qianfeng and Duan Qingyu, making them spew blood, merely trying to control his essence, to prevent the leakage of Primordial Qi, leading to his demise.

But at this moment, Prince Qin slightly raised his gaze.

Raising the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd once more, that domineering disdain, seemed ready to tear apart everything, the monarch’s aura soared again, clearly another overpowering technique identical to the previous move.

Chen Tianqi’s expression grew somewhat grim.

Ordinary people, even grandmasters, have a limit to how much their meridians and bones can endure, even if their qi is prolonged and continuous, there’s an upper limit to the meridians and the body, after one strike, they need several breaths to let the body gradually relax.

Before being able to explode again.

If one explodes consecutively, not to mention those carrying the murderous intent of the military formation which already bears immense load and pressure for the Divine General, even ordinary martial artists in individual combat would be unable to endure, causing their body to suffer internal injuries, resulting in the snapping of meridians.

What did this boy grow up eating?

What kind of physique is this!?

The overlord from eight hundred years ago, was just like this?

Chen Tianqi swallowed the blood in his mouth, his rage reaching his crown, standing steadfast before his homeland, even if he dies here, he wouldn’t take a step back. At this moment, Li Guanyi sensed an abnormal flow in the Qi Fortune of Chen Country, pausing slightly.

He raised his eyes and saw the figure appearing on the city wall.

White hair, donned in armor, eyes cold and disdainful.

Ripples emerged in the surrounding void, the Dharma Forms of Poison Dragon and Qiongqi accompanied him, exuding a cold and fierce aura. Around him, the aura of Chen Country, which was seemingly riddled with holes, wound around, transforming into strands and threads of radiance.

Such an appearance, such a demeanor, it could only be one person.

Li Guanyi said, "Chen Dingye."

The Emperor Chen, his adversary.

Family hatred, national enmity.

Chen Dingye’s eyes looked at Li Guanyi, his lips slightly parted, seemingly wanting to say something.

Under such circumstances, once allies now what could be their identities?

Enemies, once potentially subjects and ruler, regretfully missed out, or unachievable desire, vengeful blood hatred, yet unknowable, after millennia, the historical records say softly, history writes like a knife, yet how will one recount this story?

Chen Dingye felt a slight regret inwardly.

But Li Guanyi had no hesitation whatsoever.

Any hesitation would be his disrespect to himself.

Even sped up the pace of striking.

"Die!!!!"

The brutal strike after building momentum harshly slashed toward Chen Dingye’s head, black-red murderous aura ripped through the sea of clouds, descending sharply, only after this move did the thunderous roar arrive belatedly following.

The grand formation on the entire city wall was directly torn apart.

Chen Dingye, relying on Chen Country’s Qi Fortune, using Jiangzhou City at the state capital as leverage, barely managed to fend off this strike. Even so, his Dharma Form still trembled fiercely, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

A monarch of a nation, before the national capital, facing a rival whose strength ranked second in the world, leading an army, in confrontation, what could be the outcome?

The Divine Martial King and Jiang Wanxiang already provided an example.

Though the over ten thousand cavalry led by Li Guanyi at this moment could not be compared to the thirty thousand troops of the Divine Martial King, who almost discarded vitality and a path forward, nor could Chen Dingye and Chen Country’s territory be compared to Ying Country’s Qi Fortune at that time.