The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

He was surprised at first, then a light of excitement flashed in his eyes, which was the unique excitement when a master meets another master.

"Okay, today we'll have a good fight!" Fang Fengcheng kicked with one foot, rushed towards Duan Tianyang like an arrow, and attacked with more than ten punches in a row.

Duan Tianyang's body was as swaying as a willow in the wind. He dodged left and right, constantly avoiding Fang Fengcheng's fierce punches.

He was concentrating on the fist shadow above, but did not notice that below, Fang Fengcheng punched out and kicked out with lightning speed at the same time. The speed was so fast that Duan Tianyang was caught off guard and his body flew out into the air.

Fang Fengcheng took advantage of the situation and punched Duan Tianyang hard in the chest, knocking him away.

As Duan Tianyang flew out, he suddenly grabbed Fang Fengcheng's wrist. The two of them crossed bodies and fell into the ruins not far away, raising dust.

Immediately afterwards, a continuous crackling sound was heard from the ruins.

Suddenly, a powerful force blew up the ruins, and Duan Tianyang and Fang Fengcheng flew out from the dust.

The armor behind the two men grew wings and they floated in the air.

Then, they leaned forward at the same time, rushed in the opposite direction, and collided violently.

Fortunately, East City has become a ruin, otherwise two warriors at the peak of the Earthly Demon Realm could raze it to the ground if they fought here.

The battle between Duan Tianyang and Fang Fengcheng lasted for an unknown amount of time. In the end, both of their armors were shattered beyond recognition, and they stopped, panting.

This battle has no winner or loser, nor is it a fight to the death; it is more of a catharsis of emotions.

Duan Tianyang sat on a stone pillar, removed his armor, revealing his silver hair, and wiped the sweat from his face.

Turning his head, he saw Fang Fengcheng sitting on a pile of rocks not far away, his face flushed and covered with sweat. He was looking at him in surprise, as if shocked by his white hair.

Duan Tianyang smiled and ignored Fang Fengcheng's surprise. Instead, he sighed to the sky, "You feel guilty for killing only two thousand brothers. But how do you feel when I caused two hundred thousand brothers to die in a foreign land because of a decision?"

Fang Fengcheng, who was wiping his sweat, was stunned when he heard this and looked up at Duan Tianyang.

The latter said with a deep gaze: "Two hundred thousand people, because of me, can never go home again. In the dead of night, their wailing always echoes in my ears."

"It's not even 200,000, but in the end I still got back tens of thousands..." Fang Fengcheng muttered softly, realizing that the setback he suffered was insignificant compared to Duan Tianyang's.

Duan Tianyang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The Hongxing Army originally had four legions, but now it has less than two legions. I really feel ashamed of their families."

At the end of his words, two tears rolled down his eyes, and Fang Fengcheng, who was sitting below, saw it clearly.

Fang Fengcheng stood up suddenly, white mist emanated from his arms, and he was instantly covered with armor.

He punched at the half-broken stone pillar where Duan Tianyang was sitting. With a "bang", a dent immediately appeared on the stone pillar and cracks spread rapidly.

Then, with a loud "crash", half of the stone pillar broke into thousands of pieces.

Duan Tianyang landed gracefully on the ground. Fang Fengcheng waved his arm to disperse the armor on his arm, walked behind him, and pressed his shoulder.

"Are you trying to comfort me?" Duan Tianyang asked without turning back.

Fang Fengcheng remained silent. He was the one who needed comforting, but now he had to comfort Duan Tianyang instead.

Before he could speak, Duan Tianyang waved his hand: "Don't comfort me. Since you have chosen this path, you should be mentally prepared. Failure once or twice is nothing. The only one who can defeat us is ourselves. The dead are gone, and the dead are gone. The living should do something for them."

His words were meaningful, as if he was talking to Fang Fengcheng, but also as if he was talking to himself.

Hearing that, Fang Fengcheng's eyes turned red, and then he knelt on the ground, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Duan Tianyang turned around, his eyes fell on the crying Fang Fengcheng, and patted his shoulder vigorously, saying in a deep and firm tone: "From now on, you and I will fight on the battlefield together, and we will surely make our Hongxing Army famous!"

After saying that, Duan Tianyang patted his shoulder again and strode past him.

At the same time, the silver hair on his head gradually turned black, and only his temples remained snow-white.

His white hair was still too eye-catching, so he used the face-saving technique to transform himself into the appearance of Chen Feng when he was in control of the body. It was both a way of remembering him and a way of inheriting his will.

After Duan Tianyang walked away, Fang Fengcheng gradually stopped crying. He stood up from the ground, turned around and shouted loudly: "My lord, from today on, Fengcheng is your man. No matter where we are, Fengcheng is willing to follow you till death!"

Duan Tianyang stopped, turned back and smiled. In the sunlight, his smile was bright and dazzling.

He extended his hand to Fang Fengcheng: "I'm right here, what are you waiting for?"

Fang Fengcheng was stunned, then he laughed, wiped away his tears, and quickly followed.

At this moment, he finally understood why his master insisted that he follow Duan Tianyang.

Duan Tianyang is not only a lord worthy of loyalty, but also a close friend and a reliable brother.

Although Fang Fengcheng was in the Hongxing Army, he never regarded it as his home.

Now, in the Hongxing Army, he has found a sense of belonging and someone to lead him forward.

When Xiguan City was rebuilt, Duan Tianyang made only one request: to build an ancestral hall to commemorate the fallen heroes of the Hongxing Army, and to engrave the names of each soldier in the hall so that future generations will remember their contributions and sacrifices.

In Duan Tianyang's words, a nation that does not respect the dead will not respect the living.

No matter what position one holds in the military, as long as one sacrifices his life for the country, he is qualified to go down in history.

In the ancestral hall, a tablet is particularly eye-catching, with the words "Lotus Seat of the Chen Family of China" written on it.

The Hongxing Army organized labor in full swing and built Xiguan City on a large scale, while also actively recruiting new soldiers.

Although they suffered heavy losses at the hands of the Jin Dynasty, the Hongxing Army displayed great bravery in the battles on the mainland of Xiguan. In particular, their firm spirit of never retreating to the death deeply touched the hearts of countless people.

Therefore, there was an endless stream of people coming to join the army, and the cities and towns in the Northwest Pass recruited a large number of new soldiers, who eventually gathered in Shengluo City in the West Pass to receive unified training.

Among the generals of the Hongxing Army, Duan Tianyang chose to leave Zhao Xuan in Xiguan to be responsible for training these newly recruited soldiers.

He personally led other generals and hundreds of thousands of Hongxing troops to Nantian City to meet with Ling Ziyan, vowing to completely expel the Jin army from the realm of the gods.

Before leaving, Duan Tianyang sent a letter to Yi Shuirou, who was still looking for him in Dongguan, informing her of the current situation and plan.

However, when Yi Shuirou arrived at Xiguan City, Duan Tianyang had already led his troops away.

Regarding his relationship with Yi Shuirou, his heart was full of struggles and contradictions, and he was afraid that his choice would hurt her.

He left quietly before Yi Shuirou returned. It can be said that he was escaping and was afraid that he did not have the courage to face it.

He knew that this might be unfair to Yi Shuirou.

But there is only one woman in this world who can make him dream about her. Even if she is at the end of the world, his heart will always be concerned about her.

If his love for Yi Shuirou was a love that grew over time, then his love for Ling Ziyan was an unforgettable love...

From the beginning, it was engraved in my heart, deep in my bones, and cannot be erased...