The Eunuch of Liyang, the strongest enemy at present!

Such things only exist in legends; witnessing them with my own eyes today has left me utterly shocked.

Everyone could clearly see the deep marks left on the ground by the sword light remaining on Ying Changqing's arrow.

"Gulp~"

The sound of swallowing saliva echoed continuously across the battlefield.

Despite surrounding Ying Changqing and the five hundred Blood Dragon Riders, no one dared to step forward and fight.

A deathly silence fell between the two sides, broken only by the occasional neighing of warhorses.

The Xiongnu cavalry were frightened and at a loss because of the sudden silence.

The Great Chanyu Biding and his men parted the crowd and rode forward on horseback.

He raised his whip and lashed it hard at the hesitant Xiongnu soldiers.

"What are you waiting for? Charge!"

The Hun soldier being whipped looked distressed, glanced at Bi Ding, and pointed to Tou Mao beside him.

"Great Chanyu, look over there!"

The general standing nearby also saw the fallen head and immediately signaled to Bi Ding.

Bi Ding looked in the direction of the finger, and his pupils contracted sharply.

Headless lay on the ground, his life hanging in the balance, an arrow burning with purple flames stuck in his shoulder.

He then looked at the deep ditch that stretched from the front of Ying Changqing's horse to where he had fallen, and gasped.

"hiss!"

"This is simply beyond human capability!"

Bilton was caught in a dilemma.

He did not want to be enemies with Ying Changqing.

Ying Changqing might shoot his next arrow at him.

He himself... couldn't withstand that arrow.

He's only in his forties or fifties, hasn't enjoyed enough power, and doesn't want to die.

He immediately looked at the young eunuch from Liyang behind him, waiting for him to make a decision.

Ying Changqing's gaze was also fixed on the eunuch.

He didn't care about the Xiongnu soldiers at all; he could leave at any time.

The purpose of fighting them was to train the five hundred Blood Dragon Riders behind him.

But this young eunuch should not be underestimated.

This eunuch gave Ying Changqing an unprecedented sense of oppression, even stronger than that of Bei Mingzi.

A powerful presence means that one's strength should not be underestimated.

Ying Changqing was shocked.

This young eunuch is of the same age as the dragon vein of Liyang, and even though he is far away from Tai'an City, his cultivation level is frighteningly high.

His body tensed up; this was a martial artist's direct reaction to danger.

Ying Changqing immediately used his Starry Eyes to lock onto the eunuch, only to instantly see himself being pierced through the chest by a palm strike.

His expression turned very serious.

This is the most terrifying enemy I have ever encountered in my life.

Ying Changqing immediately became alert and distanced himself from the young eunuch, thankful that he hadn't expended too much internal energy.

Otherwise, I have no confidence in defeating my opponent!

The young eunuch did not immediately intervene after seeing Ying Changqing's actions.

He was certain of his victory, and instead looked Ying Changqing up and down with interest, asking, "Are you a prince of the Great Qin Empire?"

Do you know me?

Ying Changqing countered with a question.

"You're very wary of me."

As the eunuch spoke, he gracefully raised his pinky finger and pointed at Ying Changqing.

Mei San Niang also sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the other party.

She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave and trembled all over as soon as she was glanced at.

He hurriedly approached Ying Changqing and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, who is that person?"

"They seem difficult to deal with. Should we leave immediately?"

"It's too late to retreat now."

Ying Changqing stared at Mei San Niang and said seriously, "This person's origins are unknown, and we cannot judge her."

"He is very strong; even a thousand people couldn't defeat him."

"Wait a minute, I'll hold them off. You take the Blood Dragon Riders and slaughter all the Huns."

"The stronger the bloodlust on the battlefield, the more it can suppress martial artists, which is advantageous to us, understand?"

Mei San Niang nodded earnestly and solemnly replied, "Your Highness, rest assured, I will complete the mission even if it means my death!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a piercing, cold laugh came from the other end of the line.

"Hehe, interesting. My trip to Qin was worthwhile."

The young eunuch, with a gloomy face and a contemptuous smile, completely disregarded Ying Changqing.

He did not interrupt Ying Changqing's plan.

He stared at Ying Changqing and sneered, "Young man, you must be wondering why I didn't take action myself?"

Ying Changqing waved his hand, and Mei San Niang immediately led five hundred Blood Dragon Riders to charge towards the Xiongnu camp.

She turned to face the young eunuch and gripped the Qiu Li sword tightly.

There are only two kinds of relationships in the world: cats and mice.

"After catching a mouse, a cat never kills it immediately; the greatest pleasure comes from toying with its prey."

"But there are always people who think they are cats, it's ridiculous."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qiuli sword in Ying Changqing's hand suddenly emitted a loud sword cry.

Deep purple flames immediately ignited on the sword.

At the same time, an ancient longsword appeared in Ying Changqing's other hand—Zhutian!

Ying Changqing held his sword in both hands, staring intently at the young eunuch.

But the young eunuch seemed not to have seen his movement, and looked up at the sky.

The sun had completely disappeared, leaving only a last sliver of dark red in the sky.

The stars twinkled, illuminating the night sky.

The wind swept across the grasslands outside Fufeng City, making the grass even more vibrant.

Five hundred Blood Dragon Riders and the Huns were locked in a fierce battle, the air thick with the stench of blood.

The rest of the place was quiet.

"you're right."

"Killing them now would be too boring."

The young eunuch rolled up his sleeves and carefully fastened them.

"The weather is great today; we're about to put on a brutal cat-and-mouse game."

No matter how agile a mouse is, it can't escape a cat.

"In front of a cat, a mouse can only surrender and be toyed with."

"I like those rats that are usually very arrogant, but in front of the cat, they are like helpless children."

"No matter how you hide, you'll be caught," the young eunuch said.

He had already assumed a fighting stance, and a surge of crimson internal energy was gathering in his palm.

This internal force was chillingly cold, and Ying Changqing sensed it the moment he did.

"Oh? Tell me about it."

Ying Changqing did not make a move immediately.

If the other party tries to delay, he goes along with it.

He knew that he was no match for the young eunuch in a direct confrontation.

Even if we use human power, it will be of no use.

Human strength is too weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

We must rely on the bloodthirsty energy to restrain the opponent.

"Some people become arrogant once they sit on the throne, thinking that the whole world should be under their control and everyone should obey their orders."

"Unfortunately, I don't believe in that. My heart belongs only to Li Yang."

"Who becomes emperor is none of my business."

"I think it's time to find someone to replace this emperor."

Ying Changqing immediately understood that this had triggered a chain reaction.

"In his previous life, he was never forced to go to Liyang to serve the royal family, so he had a good relationship with the emperor."

"He is unwilling to leave Tai'an to risk his life in Da Qin, but there is no one else available in Liyang, so he was forced to come by the emperor."

No wonder the young eunuch hasn't made a move yet.

He harbored resentment, but because he was symbiotic with the dragon vein of Liyang, he was unable to take action against the royal family.

So this is a way of telling people that it was Emperor Liyang who wanted to kill Ying Changqing, not him.

After figuring out what had happened, Ying Changqing dared not relax.

After all, in the minute that Xingchen Tong had, he took the initiative to attack, but was instantly killed by the young eunuch in one move.

"Old people tend to be talkative, please don't mind it, Prince Ying Changqing."

The young eunuch sighed, his eyes filled with confusion and a sense of weariness.

His face immediately darkened as he stared at Ying Changqing, his murderous aura palpable.

"You survived because the Zhao family was unlucky; you died here because it was your fate. Don't blame others."

"Don't think that just because you still have some use, I'll let you off the hook!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the young eunuch vanished from Ying Changqing's sight.