Chapter 1587: Ambush! The Three Elders of the Northern Sea! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Wang Chong, although you are a King of the Great Tang, you are a noble without a position, one who has been driven from the court. All the important matters of state no longer have anything to do with you. No matter what it is you want to say, your actions have already crossed the line. I will give you one more chance to release Pusan Tuoye and the other foreign royals, as well as the Hu that have gathered here, and then disband your Public Order Squad! I can still let you off if you do these things, but once the First Prince arrives, things won't be that easy to settle!”

Li Junxian took two steps forward and coldly stared at Wang Chong.

Although Li Junxian didn't like King Qi's attitude, he didn't really care. Whether or not King Qi had intervened, he still had a problem to settle with Wang Chong.

”Hmph, and if I say no?”

Wang Chong's expression gradually chilled.

”It doesn't matter what you choose. The choice isn't yours.”

As Li Junxian spoke, he reached out with his left hand and tapped on the silver sheath at his waist. Clang! The cry of a sword resounded through the air. A moment later, the air trembled as a vast and majestic sword intent radiated outward.

At this moment, all the swords and sabers owned by the Public Order Squad cavalry, King Qi's men, the Imperial Army soldiers on the walls, and the martial artists in the crowd began to tremble and buzz as if they wanted to break free and fly into the air.

Wang Chong couldn't help but squint, a grimace on his face.

He had seen quite a few people use sword arts, himself included, and he was a powerful expert of the sword. But this was the first time he had ever seen an explosion of sword intent that could actually control the swords of others. From this move alone, he could tell that Li Junxian had reached a terrifying level of strength.

But Wang Chong soon regained his composure.

”So, Secretariat Advisor, you are threatening me?”

Wang Chong coldly laughed. He had to admit that the situation had gone past what he had expected. This was the first time anyone had ever dared to threaten him like this.

Clang!

Wang Chong urged his horse forward to meet Li Junxian.

The two were like a tiger and lion meeting on a narrow road, neither backing down.

Buzz!

Sensing the dangerous aura being exuded by the pair, the crowd gathered in front of the Imperial City fell silent.

The Public Order Squad cavalry, the Penal Court soldiers, the Imperial Army soldiers on the gates, and everyone else waited with bated breath and shock in their eyes.

Wang Chong and Li Junxian were the two proud sons of the Great Tang. Although they had their disagreements, their quarrels had only ever been verbal. But it now seemed like things were going to get physical.

At this moment, an elderly voice came from behind King Qi, tinged with an extreme dignity. ”Your Highness, why don't we…”

”Ha, no rush! Let's see how things play out!”

King Qi sinisterly narrowed his eyes.

After getting such a rare opportunity, he was in no mood to go away empty-handed.

”Su Shixuan, take these people away!” Wang Chong coldly ordered. ”With this king here, I'd like to see if anyone dares to try anything!”

He had yielded enough ground in this militarist-Confucian conflict. He would have everyone know that the lion of the battlefield was not something that anyone could provoke, whether in battle or in the court.

”Yes! Your Highness!”

Su Shixuan immediately began to escort Pusan Tuoye away.

”Secretariat Advisor!”

Pusan Tuoye and the other royals paled and immediately called out to Li Junxian.

”Release Pusan Tuoye!” Li Junxian icily called out.

Rumble!

His sword left its sheath, and a dazzling white beam of Sword Qi soared into the air. At the same time, Li Junxian vanished from his original spot and shot toward Wang Chong.

”Since that's the case, don't blame me for taking action!”

Li Junxian's cold and emotionless voice resounded above the Imperial Palace. At that moment, everyone could see a four-foot silver sword suspended in the air, radiating boundless righteousness.