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Li Yi stood on the bank of the Dead River, staring at the dark and turbulent river in front of him. Countless dead spirits floated on the river, their pale faces looming in the darkness, uttering low wails. This forgotten land was filled with the breath of death and despair. However, there was no fear on Li Yi's face, only a deep sneer.

He slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and the blade flashed coldly in the moonlight. This sword, named "Soul-Severing", was said to have been used by a brave general in ancient times, and it had the power to cut off souls with one blow. Li Yi gripped the hilt tightly, feeling the chill coming from the blade, and an unparalleled courage surged in his heart.

"Dead Spirit Tianhe, today is the end of you!" Li Yi said in a low voice. Although his voice was light, it echoed in the silent night sky like thunder.

Suddenly, huge waves appeared on the river surface, and countless undead spirits seemed to be summoned and rushed to the shore. They bared their teeth and claws, and screamed piercingly. The scene was extremely terrifying. However, Li Yi did not retreat but advanced. He stepped forward and rushed towards the group of undead spirits like an arrow from a bow.

The Soul-Severing Sword drew a perfect arc in the air, and the sharp sword energy swept out like a gust of wind, instantly chopping the first few undead into pieces. The wailing of the undead became even more shrill, but Li Yi was like a killer possessed, dancing the long sword in his hand tightly, and every time he slashed, he took away the souls of several undead.

The undead seemed to be intimidated by Li Yi's bravery and did not dare to move forward for a while. However, Li Yi knew that this was only temporary. He must take this opportunity to find the source of the Undead River and completely destroy it.

Li Yi's figure flashed, rushing left and right among the dead spirits, and ran towards the upper reaches of the river. Along the way, countless dead spirits rushed towards him, but they were all cut down one by one by the soul-slaying knife in his hand. The blood and death energy intertwined together, making the whole battlefield look even more weird.

Finally, Li Yi came to the source of the Dead River. This was a huge abyss, with dead spirits constantly pouring out of the darkness, as if it was an endless abyss. Li Yi stood on the edge of the abyss, frowning. He knew that in order to completely solve the problem of the Dead River, he had to jump into the abyss, find the source, and destroy it from the root.

"Even if it's a dangerous place, I, Li Yi, will never retreat!" Li Yi shouted and jumped into the abyss.

In the abyss, deathly aura permeated the air, and visibility was extremely low. Li Yi moved forward cautiously, swinging his Soul-Slaying Sword continuously, beheading the undead spirits that were pouring in from all directions. He felt his body gradually being eroded by the deathly aura, and his strength was slowly draining away. However, an unyielding flame ignited in his heart.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Li Yi finally reached the bottom of the abyss. In front of him was a huge altar, in the center of which stood a crystal emitting a black glow. It was this crystal that continuously released death energy, attracting the dead spirits to gather.

"Found it!" Li Yi's eyes flashed, and he swung the Soul-Slaying Sword, slashing fiercely at the crystal.

With a loud bang, the crystal was split in half by the Soul-Severing Sword, and black light scattered everywhere. Suddenly, the entire Dead Spirit River began to tremble violently, and the dead spirits on the river surface wailed and turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Li Yi stood on the altar, watching the Dead Spirit River gradually return to calm, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had won this battle.

Li Yi dragged his tired body back along the original route. When he stood on the bank of the Dead River again, the sky was already pale. A red sun slowly rose from the horizon, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the land, dispelling all the haze.

Li Yi looked at the rising sun, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face. He put away the Soul-Slaying Sword and said silently in his heart: "This is all over at last." Then, he turned and left, disappearing in the morning light, leaving behind only a lonely and determined back.

The north wind was biting, and under the border sky, the yellow sand and the bloody setting sun intertwined, as if foreshadowing an inevitable conflict. Li Yi stood on the desolate battlefield, the spear in his hand flashing a cold light in the afterglow of the setting sun. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring straight at Wanyan Bupo opposite him.

Wanyan Bupo was a burly man, wearing heavy iron armor and a gold-rimmed helmet, looking majestic. The huge axe in his hand emitted a chilling cold light. As the two men confronted each other, the air seemed to freeze, with only the wind and sand whistling between them, as if cheering for the upcoming decisive battle.

Li Yi and Wanyan Bupo have a long history of grievances. A few years ago, the Northern Di cavalry led by Wanyan Bupo once marched south, trampled on Li Yi's hometown, and massacred innocent people. Li Yi's parents also died in that war. Since then, Li Yi has vowed to avenge his parents, drive out the Northern Di, and defend his homeland. This time, he finally waited for the opportunity to confront Wanyan Bupo head-on.

"Are you Wanyan Bupo?" Li Yi's voice was low and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Wanyan Bupo sneered, "Yes, it is me, your grandfather. Li Yi, you are just a stray dog, how dare you stand in front of me?"

Li Yi's eyes were filled with anger when he heard this, but he suppressed his anger and did not attack immediately. He knew that facing a strong enemy like Wanyan Bupo, he had to stay calm and look for the best opportunity to attack.

Seeing that Li Yi did not respond, Wanyan Bupo impatiently swung his axe and rushed towards Li Yi. The axe blade, with a whistling sound, went straight to the top of Li Yi's head. Li Yi dodged the attack nimbly, and at the same time, the spear in his hand pierced Wanyan Bupo's chest like a spirit snake out of a hole. Wanyan Bupo reacted very quickly and blocked the spear with the axe handle.

The two fought back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was the winner. Li Yi's spear was like a dragon emerging from the sea, agile and nimble, and each move was aimed directly at Wanyan Bupo's vital points. Wanyan Bupo, relying on his immense strength, wielded his giant axe vigorously, neutralizing Li Yi's attacks one by one.

When the battle was at its most intense, Li Yi suddenly changed his tactics. He shook his spear and turned it into countless spear shadows, covering Wanyan Bupo. Wanyan Bupo was unable to resist for a moment and could only retreat again and again. Li Yi took advantage of the situation and pursued him, pouring down his spear like a rainstorm.

Wanyan Bupo was forced into a desperate situation, which actually aroused his fighting spirit. He roared, raised the axe high, gathered all his strength, and chopped it down at Li Yi. Li Yi saw this and did not dare to take it head-on, and quickly dodged. The axe hit the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

When the dust cleared, Li Yi found that Wanyan Bupo's axe was deeply embedded in the ground and could not be pulled out. Li Yi was delighted, knowing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He raised his spear without hesitation and stabbed Wanyan Bupo in the chest.

Wanyan Bupo saw this and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. But at this moment, a rain of arrows suddenly came from a distance and headed straight for Li Yi. Li Yi had to give up the attack and waved his spear to resist the rain of arrows.

Li Yi looked up and saw a group of Northern Di soldiers rushing towards him. The general leading them was Wanyan Hong, Wanyan Bupo's deputy general. Li Yi's heart sank, knowing that he was in a desperate situation.

Wanyan Hong led his soldiers to surround Li Yi. Wanyan Bupo took the opportunity to pull out his giant axe and rejoined the battle. Although Li Yi fought hard, he was outnumbered and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Just when Li Yi was about to collapse, a shout of killing suddenly came from a distance. A group of Central Plains soldiers led by a general rushed over here. The general in the lead was Li Yi's good friend Zhao Yunfei.

Zhao Yunfei led his soldiers into the encirclement and fought side by side with Li Yi. Together, the two defeated the Northern Di soldiers. Wanyan Bupo and Wanyan Hong saw that the situation was hopeless and had to flee with their remaining troops.

Li Yi looked at Wanyan Bupo's departing back, feeling unwilling. He knew that this battle was only a temporary victory, and there was still a long way to go to completely expel the Northern Di and defend their homeland. But he believed that as long as the sons and daughters of the Central Plains united as one, they would be able to defeat the powerful enemy and restore peace and tranquility to this land.

Qixia Town is a seemingly ordinary town that is actually full of turmoil. Tongfu Inn is located in the center of the town, welcoming and seeing off all kinds of people every day. One day, an uninvited guest came to the inn - Li Yi. He carried a slender sword on his back, and his eyes revealed a sharpness that could not be ignored. Li Yi's arrival broke the original tranquility of the inn.

As soon as Li Yi stepped into the inn, he attracted everyone's attention. He walked straight to the counter and said loudly, "Boss, come to the upper room." Tong Xiangyu looked up and saw this extraordinary guest, and hurriedly agreed. Bai Zhantang watched coldly from the side, but his heart was already in turmoil. He noticed the long sword on Li Yi's waist. The scabbard was simple, but it exuded a faint chill.

Bai Zhantang, a well-known "thief saint" in the martial arts world, has been with swords since childhood and has a natural sensitivity to weapons. He realized that Li Yi was not an ordinary person, and that the long sword had an extraordinary origin. Just after noon, Li Yi was sitting alone in the corner of the inn to eat. Bai Zhantang, holding a pot of wine, walked slowly to Li Yi's table, smiled and said, "Brother, you have an extraordinary appearance. I am Bai Zhantang, and I am honored to meet you."

Li Yi looked up at Bai Zhantang, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He had naturally heard of the title of "King of Thieves", but he did not expect to meet him here. Li Yi nodded slightly and said, "I have long heard of the name of Master Bai, I am Li Yi." Seeing that Li Yi was not very enthusiastic, Bai Zhantang did not care. He sat down by himself, poured a glass of wine for Li Yi, and said, "Look at this long sword of yours, it must be a rare weapon in the martial arts world."

Hearing this, Li Yi gently stroked the hilt of the knife, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, and said: "This knife is called 'Qinglong', it is a family heirloom." Bai Zhantang's eyes flashed, and he said: "Qinglong knife? It is said that this knife can cut iron like mud and cut hair. It is a great honor to see it today." Li Yi smiled faintly and said: "Xia Xia Bai, you are too kind."

The atmosphere was a little heavy for a moment, and Bai Zhantang knew that Li Yi must have a purpose for this trip. Sure enough, Li Yi put down his wine glass and said seriously, "Master Bai, I came here this time to ask Master Bai for a favor." Bai Zhantang frowned slightly and said, "You can tell me what you want." Li Yi said, "Recently, there is a group of evil thieves in the rivers and lakes, repeatedly robbing the people. I would like to ask Master Bai to help me get rid of these scums."

Bai Zhantang was shocked when he heard this. Although he was a thief, he always took ill-gotten gains and never hurt innocent people. What Li Yi said was exactly what he wanted. Bai Zhantang pondered for a moment and said, "I will do my best in this matter, but these evil thieves are erratic and it is not easy to find them." Li Yi said, "I have already found out their lair, and we are just waiting for you, Mr. Bai, to go with me."

Bai Zhantang nodded in agreement, and the two agreed to set off in three days. Tong Xiangyu and others were a little worried when they saw Bai Zhantang took on the task, but they also understood that this was Bai Zhantang's chivalrous heart. That night, Li Yi returned to his room, looking at the moonlight outside the window, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He came to Qixia Town this time, not only to eliminate harm for the people, but also to prove himself. There are many talented people in the world, and he, Li Yi, also wants to make a name for himself in this swordplay.

Three days later, Bai Zhantang and Li Yi set out together. They tracked all the way and finally found the gang's lair. After a fierce battle, the two joined forces to catch the gang. Li Yi held the Qinglong sword, and his sword skills were like a dragon, while Bai Zhantang was good at Qinggong and acupoint pressing. The two cooperated well and were invincible.

After the battle, Li Yi looked at Bai Zhantang with admiration in his eyes. He knew that he could win today thanks to Bai Zhantang's help. Bai Zhantang patted Li Yi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Li, in today's battle, you and I are both heroes in the world." Li Yi nodded, and a sense of pride surged in his heart. He understood that the road to the world is long, but he, Li Yi, will definitely leave his own legend on this road.