503: A Tribute to the Border Warriors III

A Tribute to the Border Warriors III

After being on the battlefield for a while, he had lost touch with the outside world. He did not know that the masters of the four-nation coalition forces had all been strangled by Qing Han.0

Nalan Zhangqian angrily hit the heads of those who came his way with his sword.

His eyes were red and he shouted furiously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My father will not be so easily killed by your men!"

Nalan Jing's face had also changed. His eyes were cold and full of hatred.

'Aren't the four-nation coalition forces just aiming for the border? Will they also attack the imperial city of Liu Yun Kingdom?

'Damn it! Damn, this group of people!'

"Jing'er."

When Nalan Zhangqian turned his head, he suddenly saw Nalan Jing in front of Feng Qing.

Feng Qing raised his sword to block Nalan Jing.

With a bang—the powerful force instantly caused Nalan Jing's body to be flung away, and the blood spurted out of his mouth. His face was even paler when he fell to the ground.

"You… have achieved Spirit Warrior tier?"

Nalan Jing's face seemed awful.

A few days ago, he had fought with Feng Qing. At that time, he had not achieved Spirit Warrior tier. This time he came out and just stayed still. He did not expect him to have achieved it!

"I was lucky enough to have achieved it a few days ago. Nalan Zhangqian, you killed my father and cut off my brother's arms. Even your son had amputated my son's genital. How should we settle these matters?"

There was an intense and deep-seated hatred between Nalan Jing and him!

Even if he forced Nalan Zhangqian to surrender, it was not truthful. He knew that Nalan Zhangqian was stubborn and would never surrender. Hence, he had the chance to torture him till death!

"That is the case on the battlefield. If you want to settle accounts, then I have to say that you have also killed many of my soldiers. As for your son…" Nalan Zhangqian spat out some blood. He wiped his mouth and his body was slightly shaken. "He had forcefully seized the young girls. He deserved to die for he was so sinful! It's such a waste to just amputate your son's genitals. If it was me, I would have killed him on the spot!"

"Nalan Zhangqian!"

Feng Qing screamed and punched Nalan Zhangqian's chest.

He moved backward leaving a deep mark on the ground.

"I only have a son. I only have a son! I will never descendants because of you. I will not forgive you so easily!"

This time, he was determined to come—just for revenge!

He wanted Nalan Zhangqian to live miserably!

Nalan Jing swayed for a bit before standing up from the ground. He then rushed toward Feng Qing again.

Feng Qing sneered and kicked Nalan Jing.

The kick was full of spiritual power. The power penetrated Nalan Jing's body and his ribcage was indented.

"Jing'er!" Nalan Zhangqian looked sad and slowly closed his eyes.

After quite a while, he opened his eyes calmly.

"Feng Qing, there will be a decisive battle between us today!" Nalan Zhangqian gradually turned his gaze to Nalan Jing. "Jing'er, you are relatively strong. You will lead the soldiers of the Nalan family to kill more people! Just kill as many as you can! You must gain more time for them."

Nalan Jing's eyes were filled with sorrow, but he nodded and said, "Okay…"

They could not win the battle this time. However, if Nalan Zhangqian abandoned all the soldiers and fled, there was still a possibility of him surviving.

Yet his pride did not allow him to do this!

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