Chapter 967 Heading east to Hengzhou!

"Humph, you want to run away? It's not that easy!"

Li Cunxiao's voice rang out on the battlefield. Mo Lin Qianli, who had already arrived on the battlefield under his crotch, let out a neigh and rushed out quickly. At the same time, he swung the bronze Yuwang Spear in his right hand. The tip of the spear brought up a majestic aura and rushed straight to the Qiankun Guards who had broken through.

The general of the small group of Qiankun Guards frowned upon seeing this, but there was no fear in his eyes. Holding the twin Qiankun swords, the tips of the swords lightly tapped the ground, and sword energy surrounded him, connecting him with the power of nature.

"Double swords of heaven and earth, cut!"

The general shouted loudly, and drew both swords at the same time. The sword light was like a dragon, and went straight towards Li Cunxiao.

But facing such a swift attack, Li Cunxiao just sneered, flashed his body, and easily avoided the sword light. He swung the bronze King Yu's spear suddenly, and the tip of the spear carried a devastating force, colliding with the sword light of the Qiankun Guard general, making a deafening metallic sound.

At the same time, the left-hand Bi Yanlao was not to be outdone, and flew towards the general's side while spinning. The speed was so fast that the general was startled and quickly dodged sideways, but Li Cunxiao's attack followed him like a shadow, leaving him no chance to breathe.

"Pfft!"

Although the general of the Qiankun Imperial Guard had tried his best to suppress the internal energy in his body, unfortunately, the gap between him and Li Cunxiao, who had the ultimate internal energy, was too huge, and his throat was easily cut by the Bi Yan Lao in Li Cunxiao's left hand.

Li Cunxiao wielded the Yuwang Spear and the Bi Yan Lao with ease, and the iron-gray energy was freely waved, causing the surrounding Yellow Turban Army and Qiankun Guards to change color.

King Yu swung his spear, creating a tornado that swept several Qiankun guards into it and tore them to pieces in an instant.

Bi Yanlao was like a snake emerging from a cave. Each of his strikes was extremely precise and went straight to the vital points of the Qiankun Guards.

The other members of this small group of Qiankun Guards were horrified when they saw this, but they had no intention of retreating.

For them, this breakout was already a fight of their lives, and only by fighting to the death could they retain the last glimmer of hope for the royal family.

Since they were the most unlucky along the way and ran into the big devil Li Cunxiao, it meant that the Qiankun Guards who broke through in other directions would be much safer!
Thinking of this, they all swung the Qiankun swords in their hands, and the sword lights were like weaving, and they went straight to kill Li Cunxiao.

The only solution for now is that they have no hope of breaking out, so they use their own lives to delay the big devil Li Cunxiao for a little longer for the other groups!
Unfortunately, Li Cunxiao's strength was too strong. The iron-gray aura on his body was like a materialized barrier, blocking the sword energy of the Qiankun Guards one by one. Instead of being affected at all, the attacking Qiankun Guards felt a huge force coming from their hands, as if their bodies were going to be shattered.

"Hmph, a worm shakes a tree, and you don't overestimate your own capabilities!"

Li Cunxiao sneered, and his figure flashed again, appearing behind a Qiankun Imperial Guard. He raised the King Yu Spear in his hand high, and then smashed it down suddenly. The tip of the spear carried a devastating force and went straight to the crown of the Qiankun Imperial Guard.

The Qiankun Royal Guard only felt a huge force coming, his body swayed, and he flew backwards and never got up again.

Facing elite Taoist soldiers like the Qiankun Guards, Li Cunxiao, who had extreme internal energy, also used a dimensionality reduction attack. He was like a devil descending to the earth, and every time he swung his weapon, he could take the life of a Qiankun Guard.

This group of the Daqian Dynasty's most elite Taoist soldiers might have a slight chance of escaping if they encounter Xiong Kuohai and others, relying on their own formations and equipment.

Unfortunately, they ran into Li Cunxiao head-on! To Li Cunxiao, these so-called Taoist soldiers were no different from the Yellow Turban Army trained by ordinary people around him. They were all just a matter of spears!

Under Li Cunxiao's unparalleled slaughter, it didn't take long before most of the Qiankun Guards in this team were wiped out.

Seeing this, the remaining soldiers were filled with grief and anger, but they had no intention of retreating. They continued to roar and wave the Qiankun double swords in their hands, heading straight for Li Cunxiao.

"You have courage, but unfortunately you don't have the strength!"

Li Cunxiao swung the King Yu Spear in his hand suddenly, and the tip of the spear brought up a powerful aura that enveloped the remaining few Qiankun Guards.

There was a dazzling iron-gray light flash, and then the Qiankun Guards fell to the ground like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind.

"Heh, Qiankun Guards? Nothing more than that!"

Li Cunxiao looked at the Qiankun Guards on the ground who were trying their best but none of them retreated. He was silent for a while and then spoke slowly.

Although the situation of other Qiankun Guards was equally critical, Li Cunxiao was held back by that small group of brave and fearless guards and gained a precious chance to catch his breath. The Qiankun Guards who were caught on the spot by Li Cunxiao used their lives to build a beacon fire, lighting the way for their companions to escape.

The main force of the Qiankun Imperial Guards, led by Si Yunzhang, took advantage of this rare opportunity and quickly shuttled through the gaps of the Yellow Turban Army like lightning in the dark night.

Si Yunzhang, the leader, held the Qiankun double swords and rode ahead. The Mo Yunzhui horse under his crotch seemed to sense his master's determination and galloped forward with all four hooves. Among them, the young prince was tightly protected in the center of the team.

"Quick! Faster!"

Si Yunzhang recited to himself, striving for accuracy and lethality with every swing of the sword, so as to open up a way of survival for the team. The team was like a dragon entering the sea, and although there were enemies all around, they could always find a glimmer of hope and rushed towards the direction of Grand Tutor Gu Changqing's army.

At the same time, several other groups of Qiankun Guards also fought on their own. Relying on their elite qualities at the Taoist level and various state-of-the-art equipment, they broke through the siege before the Yellow Turban Army completely blocked Qiandu.

After leaving Qiandu, several groups of Qiankun Guards quickly dispersed, some heading north, some heading east, with different destinations, taking the young descendants of the royal family with them, looking for possible shelters.

One of the groups, led by Zhao Xiao, the general of the Qiankun Imperial Guard, was escorting Si Jinxuan, a direct descendant of the Si family, and was trudging towards Hengzhou.

Si Jinxuan, a direct descendant of the Daqian royal family, is only a dozen years old now. He is the nephew of the late emperor Si Yiqi. He has a gentle personality, but because of this sudden change, there is a bit of calmness in his eyes that is not suitable for his age.

"General Zhao, where are we going?"

Si Jinxuan rode on a docile pony, holding the reins tightly in his hands. His childish voice was trembling a little, but he tried to stay calm. His confused eyes looked at the unknown road ahead, his heart full of anxiety.
Zhao Xiao's heart trembled slightly when he heard this. He turned to look at Si Jinxuan. His usually cold eyes now showed a little more tenderness.

(End of this chapter)