Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 473 Fiasco
Although the face of the person entering the door was covered by a bronze mask, Huan Chang still recognized the identity of the masked person.

The masked man is Zuo Qingcheng, the younger brother of the Songshan School, who once personally assured Huan Chang that the Songshan School would not interfere in Song's internal affairs, nor would it obstruct Song's reforms.

It was precisely because of Zuo Qingcheng's promise that Huan Chang was relieved to carry out drastic reforms, and the methods even seemed a little radical.

Because Huan Chang knew that if the Songshan faction did not interfere in the internal affairs of the Song Dynasty, even if all the other sects in the Song Dynasty united, they still would not be able to cause much trouble.

However, the Songshan faction finally made a move.

Commander in white, Duke Song, Lord Anyang, and most of the soldiers of the Song Ren Army died at the hands of the Songshan School.

Even if Huan Chang and Zuo Qingcheng are life and death friends, such bloody enmity cannot be easily exposed.

"kill!"

Huan Chang roared loudly, Zhan Lu's sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the spring was cold, and Chunhui Cuncao was unleashed directly, attacking Zuo Qingcheng.

Following Huan Chang's furious roar, a powerful wave of true energy swept away in all directions, and the drinkers in the restaurant were affected by the wave, and all screamed and fell to the ground, with expressions of extreme pain on their faces.

"Clang clang!"

Facing Huan Chang's sudden attack, Zuo Qingcheng didn't dare to be careless, and directly used the Songshan sword technique.

After more than three years of experience, Zuo Qingcheng has clearly realized his own way, and has reached the half-step metamorphosis state. With his extremely special physique, there are few enemies in his class.

The Songshan Sword Art is the supreme skill of the Songshan School, it looks like a long spear and a halberd when used, with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

The two of them didn't hold anything back as soon as they struck out, and the powerful attacks collided together, causing many nearby drinkers to suffer.

"Huan Chang, if you directly attack here, aren't you afraid of affecting other people!"

Zuo Qingcheng blocked Huan Chang's attack, but he couldn't ignore the ordinary people nearby. Seeing that many people were directly affected and died, he immediately yelled loudly.

"Huan Chang, Huan Chang, is that drunkard the general?"

Someone heard Zuo Qingcheng's words, and when they looked at Huan Chang with disheveled hair, they couldn't help showing extreme shock in their eyes.

"Zuo Qingcheng, is that masked swordsman the Songshan School's younger brother?"

The drinker who escaped his life by chance, while feeling lingering fear, also thought of these two well-known existences in the Song Dynasty, and all of them were shocked.

Many people even broke out of the windows directly, not daring to stay in the restaurant any longer, lest they be affected by the battle between the two.

"These people are innocent, so the general in white, Duke Song, Lord Anyang, more than 1000 Song Ren soldiers, thousands of elite soldiers in the army, and those officials who are loyal to Duke Song are not innocent!"

Huan Chang roared up to the sky, his voice was very hoarse, but it also contained boundless anger.

During this period of time, Huan Chang drank heavily every day, but he didn't want to think about what happened in Shangqiu that day, and he tried hard not to remind himself of this hatred.

But today, when Huan Chang saw Zuo Qingcheng again, the hatred accumulated in his heart for a long time seemed to completely swallow his reason.

Following Huan Chang's furious roar, the sword divided into nine waves was unleashed without hesitation.

"Clang clang!"

However, Huanchang's unique skills were once again easily blocked by Zuo Qingcheng.

"Back then on Samsara Island, I watched you constantly revise and perfect this move. Do you think this move can defeat me?"

Zuo Qingcheng blocked Huan Chang's sword splitting nine waves, tore off his mask with his left hand and threw it on the ground, shouting at Huan Chang.

Veins popped out on that handsome face like a monster, and the shape was quite strange.

"You can't even control your reason now, and you still want to seek revenge from me, it's just a dream!"

As soon as Zuo Qingcheng finished speaking, his heart suddenly started beating violently, surrounded by strong cold air, and a vague figure holding a sword in both hands appeared above his head.

"go with!"

Zuo Qingcheng didn't talk nonsense, he yelled violently, and the little man above his head immediately turned into a chaotic streamer, and quickly rushed towards Huanchang to kill him.

Huan Chang's pupils couldn't help constricting violently when he saw the villain of Chaos attacking him, because he felt the threat of death.

"Spring breeze turns into rain!"

At this critical juncture, Huan Chang had no time to react because the Chaos villain was too fast, so he could only use the most defensive move among the Nine Swords of Spring and Autumn.

"Buzz!"

When the villain of Chaos came into contact with Huan Chang's sword move, his body shrank rapidly, and those decomposed bodies turned into chaos, falling towards the ground like raindrops.

Soon, the chaotic villain, who was originally more than one meter tall, turned into the size of a fist.

But at this level, the ability of Chunfenghuayu to dissolve had all disappeared, and the fist-sized chaotic villain hit Huanchang hard on the chest.

"boom!"

Huan Chang's body was hit, and he slammed towards the back like a kite with a broken string, knocking down half of the restaurant.

"Pfft!"

Touching the huge wound on his chest, Huan Chang felt the extreme cold rushing towards his heart, as if it wanted to freeze all the blood in his body.

Even so, Huan Chang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Tap Tap!"

Zuo Qingcheng walked slowly, condescendingly looking down at Huan Chang, who was ashen-faced and miserable-looking, but his handsome face was covered with frost.

"Hatred has blinded your eyes, and you, who have always been smart, have become so stupid. I am really disappointed!"

"If you're a little bit more rational, you won't use the Chilling Spring and the Cunhui Cuncao when attacking me, and you won't use the sword to divide the nine waves."

"Because I have seen all these moves of yours many times, how can you hurt me at all?"

Hearing Zuo Qingcheng's cynicism, Huan Chang suddenly raised his head, his face that was covered with frost and pale as paper suddenly became flushed.

"Why did you lie to me, why, why, why!"

Huan Chang roared angrily, although his body felt extremely cold, his heart was filled with anger.

Zuo Qingcheng's demon-like handsome face still showed no expression.

"It's ridiculous!"

"The strong prey on the weak in the Jianghu. When you led the troops to destroy those bandits and completely wiped out the Shanhai Gang, did you ever think about how those people felt?"

"Weak people are only worthy of failure, why bother to find excuses for their own failure? They are not qualified to question others!"

"You used to be so magnificent, even though you were a few years younger than me, you were able to catch up and even surpass me."

"But later on, you only cared about being a general in Shangqiu, but you didn't make any progress in martial arts, isn't it ridiculous?"

"If you are strong enough, you can completely protect the Song Kingdom from being invaded, and you can even kill me now to take revenge, or directly kill the Songshan faction and burn the entire Songshan faction to the ground."

"But you don't have such strength, so what if you have too much hatred?"

"Doesn't do anything other than bark like a dog!"

Zuo Qingcheng looked at Huan Chang with a sneer, with a mocking look on his face.

"Chong!"

The sword was inserted into the scabbard, and Zuo Qingcheng ignored Huan Chang's distorted expression, turned around and strode away.

"I came here this time to kill you."

"But now you are already a complete loser, and you don't deserve to die by my sword at all."

After speaking, Zuo Qingcheng drifted away without the slightest pause.

"Crackling, crackling, crackling!"

Huan Chang clenched his fists tightly, his joints creaked, and his face, which had been eroded by the cold and was as pale as paper, became flushed.

"Zuo Qingcheng, I will kill you!"

"Songshan faction will be destroyed in my hands sooner or later!"

Exhausting all his strength, Huan Chang yelled loudly at Zuo Qingcheng's leaving figure.

Zuo Qingcheng's body suddenly stopped, and finally left a sentence: "Then, defeat me first."

His tone was full of strong confidence.

(End of this chapter)