Song Li's sudden appearance broke the situation in the hall.

Qian Le knelt on the ground as if he was afraid of death, and looked at Qian Shan pitifully, hoping that he could save his life.

Everyone looked at Qianshan and waited for his reaction.

If you don't save Qianshan, he will definitely become a lonely man.

If you save someone, Qianshan will lose everything.

Family affection and power are two ways in front of Qianshan, and you can only choose one of them.

Song Li drew out the bloody sword and looked at Qian Shan.

"Master Qian, from now on, you still have half a stick of incense to consider. When the time comes, I will give Qian Le a step ahead."

Qian Shan glared at him, his expression was quite angry.

"Song Li, I really underestimate you. I didn't expect that you were so hiding so deeply that even Xiaoshan was defeated by you. But you were planning to make up. I had already stepped into the threshold of ascension with half my foot. Do you think I would still care about this secular grandson?"

Qian Le was so scared that he was scattered when he heard this.

"Grandpa, don't, I don't want to die. I am your only grandson. If I die, you will have no relatives. Grandpa, give up resisting, please."

Qian Le kept kowtowing, and his scalp was bleeding.

Song Li saw it and waved the blood sword with his right hand.

The sharp blood sword cut through Qian Le's skin, leaving a very deep hole.

The blood kept flowing, and it was obvious that Qianle couldn't last long.

"Master Qian, according to my estimate, your grandson can only hold on to half an incense stick at most. If you don't surrender and lose your cultivation, you can only watch him die."

Song Li has trained in the Red Hall and knows how to grasp the weaknesses of human nature.

Qian Shan seems to be unwilling to care, but in fact he is extremely anxious.

From the abnormal fluctuations of the aura he emits, it can be measured in almost all.

Qian Shan gritted his teeth fiercely, shouted loudly, and a huge golden air mass condensed with his hands.

The air mass continued to expand, and waves of heat came from all around.

"Song Li, if my grandson dies, I will bury you all with you. I heard that you seem to have a daughter, and I will find her and torture him little by little!"

After the words came to an end, Qian Shan waved his air mass.

He did not try his best, but wanted to try Song Li's depth.

Song Li saw it and knew that he had to catch it.

Only by perfectly catching Qianshan's moves can you attack him in all aspects.

Song Li's eyes condensed and he held up the blood sword.

The blood-red sword spirit jumped out of the sword body and made an extremely strange laugh.

"Man and sword are united, and dominate the world!"

Song Li Heng slashed a sword, and the sword spirit turned into a blood shadow and flew out.

Although the blood shadow is not big, its power is extremely amazing.

The two sides intertwined violently in the air, and the golden air ball hit the blood shadow and burst instantly. The scattered aura caused a strong wind, and the entire hall was filled with blood.

Qian Shan had never seen such a move before, and was stunned.

This is not an ordinary blood sword, nor is this an ordinary sword spirit.

Qian Shan admitted that he could not defeat Song Li in half of the incense stick, and he could not save his grandson.

Qian Le lost too much blood and his face was obviously pale.

He looked at Qian Shan dyingly, his eyes full of begging.

"Grandpa, don't give up on me."

The last sound completely defeated Qianshan's defense line.

In desperation, he could only relieve his breath, and his originally heroic face instantly became exhausted.

"Does I surrender? You will let me and my grandson go!"

Song Li nodded and looked at Qian Shan.

"Master Qian, I can guarantee that as long as you keep your mind, you can definitely spend the rest of your life without worrying about food and clothing."

Lan Xiang stood aside and nodded at the same time.

"Qianshan, Song Li can represent me. As long as you lose your cultivation, I promise with your superiors that you will never make things difficult for your grandparents and grandchildren, and at least you can spend your old age in peace."

The two of them repeatedly promised that even Qian Shan could only recognize him.

With a sigh, Qian Shan shouted, and he wasted his cultivation.

Qian Le is his biggest weakness, and this is the hurdle he has taken to step through.

Three hours later.

On the wall of Baidi City, Song Li and Lantian stood on the wall with a serious expression. Although they had calmed down the crisis of Xuanhumen, the real challenge had just begun.

On the horizon not far away, hundreds of thousands of troops were eyeing each other.

That was the expeditionary force of the Wu Kingdom, ready to go.

On the other hand, there were not enough soldiers in Baidi City. After the battle at Xuanhu Gate, the soldiers were severely injured, and less than 30,000 people were able to participate in the battle.

It is quite difficult for 30,000 people to guard Baidi City for more than ten days.

Not long after, Wu Xiong rode a war horse and appeared under the city.

"Song Li, you ran quite quickly. If you have made merit, open the city and surrender quickly. Otherwise, once we attack Baidi City, there will be no armor left."

Wu Xiong is not very strong, but his majesty is still there.

Song Li frowned and looked at Wu Xiong.

"Lord Wu, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I won't open the city gate, but I can let you see someone, and you are considering whether to attack the city."

After saying that, Song Li clapped his hands.

Two people rushed forward with one, and it was Qianshan who was unkempt and covered in disheveled faces.

At this time, Qianshan no longer had the style of the past, like an old man with a candle in the wind.

Such an old man is no longer a sect leader.

"Lord Wu, you still know him!"

When Wu Xiong saw Qian Shan, he was shocked and sweated.

In his plan, Qianshan is an indispensable part, but now he has become like this, and this battle cannot be fought at all.

However, Qianshan is amazingly powerful, and it is impossible for them to take Qianshan without any damage.

If everything is just a bluff, you may be able to easily take down Baidi City.

Seeing Baidi City right in front of him, Wu Xiong had an idea in his mind.

"What a Song Li, even the leader of the money was taken down by you. Since that's the case, we can retreat, but we can't come for nothing. Do you have some sincerity?"

In Wu Xiong's view, if Song Li had strong strength and eliminated Qian Shan, he would not have agreed to his request at all. As long as he agreed, it would be a huge problem.

As long as there is a problem with Baidi City, you can eat it in one bite.

Even if the reinforcements from Chudu come, it would be no problem to defend him for a year or two with his own 100,000 troops. By then, the reinforcements from Wu would have arrived long ago.

When Lan Tian heard this, he was about to nod and agree, but was pulled by Song Li.

He is the pride of heaven in the shopping mall and has a deep understanding of both parties.

He naturally knew what Wu Xiong was thinking.

"Lord Wu, I'm sorry, our money didn't fall from the sky. If you have the ability, just come to attack the city. If you don't dare, it's better to go home as soon as possible!"

Song Li was neither humble nor arrogant, and was quite calm.

Wu Xiong could not understand the truth and did not dare to attack rashly.

"Hehe, what a Song Li, I will give you face today and retreat!"

Soon, the Wu army retreated one after another.

Song Li was even more bold and sent an elite force to supervise it.

The troops followed Wu Xiong all the way until he retreated to the border and came back to report.

In just half a day, Song Li became famous and became the benefactor of Baidi City. If it weren't for his existence, once the city was broken, hundreds of thousands of people would have no way to survive.

At noon, Lan Xiang and his son held a special banquet.

Everyone gathered together and sat in the Zuixian Tower.

Lan Xiang raised his glass on his own initiative, his eyes full of smiles.
To be continued...