Xiao Zhang, the leader of the group, smiled wryly and looked at Hei Zhuo with a worried expression. "Let's not talk about past matters," he said. "According to Mr. Xīn Jiǎ, you, Mr. Gǔ, are willing to form an alliance with us? Ha! With your current relationship with the Heavenly Expedition Army, what makes you think we'd want to ally with you?" Gu Xiǎo Chén pulled out a small, exquisite pouch and smiled at Xiao Zhang, asking, "Do you mind?" Xiao Zhang's eyes flickered, and he shook his head slightly. Peng Huá glared at Xiao Zhang angrily and said reluctantly, "If Niú Bí Zi says so, I don't mind!" A green light shot out of the pouch, catching Xiao Zhang off guard, and he let out a startled cry as he was sucked into the pouch. Gu Xiǎo Chén's hand trembled, and Peng Huá was spat back out of the green light. However, this time, Peng Huá was completely naked, with black smoke swirling around his body, looking utterly disheveled.

  Xiao Zhang's eyes widened in shock, and he exclaimed, "What... what kind of treasure is this?" Gu Xiechen smiled and said, "I obtained it from a certain ancient ruin yesterday. One of my subordinates is extremely skilled at various array formations and seals. If he can open the way for us, as long as we can find similar ruins, we will be able to obtain countless benefits." Peng Hua, who was still emitting black smoke all over his body, jumped up excitedly and nodded frantically towards Xiao Zhang. Earlier, Peng Hua had already experienced the terror of the Small Qian Kun Bag. As soon as he was sucked in, countless winds, fires, thunderbolts, and lightning bolts attacked him from all sides. Especially the three flavors of true fire from the extreme yang and yin almost scared Peng Hua to death. The damage this treasure could inflict on zombies was equivalent to the harm cyanide could cause to ordinary people. This was something Peng Hua had never heard or seen before - a powerful treasure with such ingenious seals that it was unbelievable. Among all the magical instruments passed down through the Jiuyou Dao, none compared to this brocade bag.

  "If it's like this..." ...; Zhang Daoren and Man Hua exchanged a glance.

  "If the treasure is found, Asia Dao Alliance takes 70% and I only take 30%!" Gu Xie Chen said solemnly. "However, all ordinary gold, silver, and jewels belong to me, while other rare and mysterious artifacts are split seven to three in your favor. If there's any movement from the Heavenly Star Expeditionary Force, Asia Dao Alliance must provide full support to the Hell Angel Mercenary Group... After returning to Earth, you must help the Hell Angel Mercenary Group become a registered defense company of the Federation!" Xiao Zhang Daoren and Hua looked at each other again, and Peng Hua raised one finger with a sly smile. "Our Asia Dao Gate is a large organization with many members, we want 90% of the artifacts, and can only give you 10%!" "My brothers!" Gu Xie Chen pointed to the door of Fang Xuan's residence.

  "They will receive the best treatment and hospitality, and after returning to Earth, the Hell Angel Mercenary Corps is a regular defense company. Our Asian Taoist Alliance is responsible for setting up a full set of company teams for you." Little Zhang Taoist made a solemn promise.

  "Alright, deal!" Gu Xiechen stamped his foot forcefully. "However, San Wu Sect and I have a vendetta, none of the magical instruments can fall into their hands." Little Zhang Daoren immediately slapped his palm on the table, he raised his hand to the sky and made an oath in the name of his sect.

  Gu Xiechen and Xiao Zhang Daoren looked at each other and smiled, the two of them tightly grasping each other's hands.

  Peng Hua walked over, and with a strong grip, he pressed his hands on top of the two men's. Er Gu Xie Chen and Xiao Zhang Dao Ren both sniffed hard, and at the same time, they smelled the thick aroma of roasted meat.

  The communication device on Zhang Daoren's wrist suddenly emitted a voice, "...Zhang Daoren..." Zhang Daoren, this is a federal fighter jet requesting to land. They claim to be members of the Hell Angel Mercenary Group, including Hai Yao, Sai Zhen, and Ariya!" "They escaped?" Gu Xiechen exclaimed in surprise, "Indeed, they have some skills." Zhang Daoren's eyes lit up immediately, and he said loudly, "Both of them are boundary warriors?" Gu Xiechen nodded, "Yes, they are both boundary warriors!..." Zhang Daoren burst out laughing, "Then we're already allies. As an ally, Mr. Gu should help me with a small problem, right?" Gu Xiechen replied hastily, "Please go ahead, Zhang Daoren, I'll do whatever I can!" Zhang Daoren's request was simple: several days ago, in the hidden valley where Gu Xiechen was in seclusion, Zhang Daoren, Peng Hua, and Ao Jing were ambushed by Roman commander Dukatte Holm and others. To save Peng Hua and Ao Jing's lives, Zhang Daoren was forced to hand over the bamboo slips he had traded with Gu Xiechen. The latest intelligence revealed that Dukatte Holm had outmaneuvered them and stolen the bamboo slips.

  The alloy formula recorded on the bamboo slips has been memorized by me, but my junior sister was injured again due to their sniping, and her injuries have reached an irreversible stage. I can only use the Nine Underworld Spring's energy to temporarily preserve her physical body and soul!" Little Zhang Daoren looked at Gu Xiechen with pleading eyes "If you help me avenge those who hurt my junior sister, Du Kartei and Ying Xin, from now on, I, Little Zhang Daoren, will be Master Gu's lifelong friend!" What kind of promise is this? What kind of request? A hero's rage for the sake of beauty!

  Gu Xie bowed his head and pondered for a moment. Then, while contemplating whether Daoist priests could get married, he promised Little Zhang Dao.

  Five Englishmen have been killed by him, isn't that a Ducati Hall of Fame?

  Gu Xiechen made his request to Xiao Zhang Daoren, "Several commanders of the Hell Angel Mercenary Corps and all the pre-heavenly fighters have fallen into Wagri's hands. You must help me get them out." Xiao Zhang Daoren also resolutely agreed to Gu Xiechen.

  Two people clasped hands and made a pact.

  Gu Xie dust stood on the top of a large tree again.

  Dozens of Roman fighter jets were entangled in a fierce battle with dozens of Earth Federation fighter jets in the sky, missiles whizzing and twisting in mid-air, high-energy beams flying wildly, sweeping through the dense forest, causing leaves to fly everywhere, and a small patch of trees was ignited by the high temperature. The fighter jets on both sides performed nearly extreme aerobatic maneuvers in Gu Xie's eyes, as if he could hear the creaking sound of the aircraft structure under heavy load.

  A few kilometers ahead, a reinforced armored division of the Federation was attacking a small pass controlled by the Romans. The vanguard of the Federation expeditionary force consisted of more than 20 heavy 6th-generation cruisers, followed closely by nearly 100 heavy tanks, with over 300 medium and light war vehicles covering both flanks, coordinating with over 1,000 infantrymen to launch a storm-like attack on the mountain pass. Countless shells and missiles blasted open the originally narrow mountain pass of less than 30 meters to nearly 100 meters wide.

  The Roman counterattack was even more fierce, with nearly a hundred Roman warriors' axes shooting out high-energy particle streams, stubbornly sniping at the approaching 6th Federation cruiser tanks. Hundreds of Ling tribe warriors coordinated with the Roman warriors to continuously counterattack, also using missiles, with beams flying wildly, and basically every few minutes, a Federation tank was destroyed.

  Occasionally, a dark green vine with tens of meters of length and full of poisonous thorns would emerge from the ground, rolling towards the infantry soldiers of the Federal Expeditionary Army with a dull breaking sound, or even those light tanks that weighed no more than ten tons. The soldiers were either strangled to death by the vines or poisoned by the venom inside the thorns, while the light tanks were pulled into the huge gap that opened on the ground, and after the earth shook slightly, a fireball burst out, destroying the engine of the tank and detonating the ammunition inside.

  Two golden-yellow Luo Mai fighter jets broke through the clouds at nearly a ninety-degree angle, charging straight for the ground. Four Federation fighters hastily rose to meet them.

  The Roman fighter dove down to the ground with four gold-plated heavy fragmentation bombs at the fastest speed, and the federal fighters had already fired six air-to-air combat missiles at them. One of the Roman fighters was shot down and exploded in mid-air, while another Roman fighter made a series of thirteen sharp turns and fled back into the clouds in a frenzy, with two combat missiles chasing after its tail for a long distance before finally losing their target and self-destructing in mid-air.

  Four one-ton bombs hit the top armor of two heavy Type 6 tanks, shattering their armor and exploding inside. Two balls of fire covered an area of hundreds of meters, several nearby tanks were overturned, and nearly a hundred soldiers advancing under tank cover were blown to pieces.

  The Lingshan tribe's vanguard troops took advantage of the momentum to rush out of the mountain pass, firing dozens of high-explosive anti-tank missiles in this direction, and a heavy tank also caught fire and exploded.

  "What a fierce one!" Gu Xiechen smiled and shook his head helplessly. "The Romans' rules are really deadly!"

  Daohao, Hechi once again transformed into a different form, Gu Xiechen's clothes became exactly the same as the uniform of the Ling tribe's servant soldiers. With a slight push from the tip of his foot on the tree trunk, Gu Xiechen didn't alarm anyone and, taking advantage of the cover of branches and leaves, lightly traversed the midst of the intense battle.

  The allied forces were thrown into confusion, and no one noticed Gu Xiadun; a few Roman warriors saw Gu Xiadun's fleeting figure, but he was wearing the uniform of the Ling tribe, and the Romans had not reacted to how the Ling tribe had such tall stature before Gu Xiadun ran out of sight.

  All the way, constantly crossing mountains and rivers, with the help of Yunluo, Gu Xiechen's speed was comparable to that of an ordinary fighter jet. After rushing forward for over 300 kilometers, Gu Xiechen finally stopped to catch his breath.

  In front of the two mountains, there was a hundred-meter-tall metal gate that shone with golden light and was carved with countless celestial star charts. The gate was densely packed with numerous firepower points on both sides, and an energy cannon proudly protruded its long body from the firepower points. Under the sunlight, the barrel of the energy cannon sparkled with a crystalline luster.

  Three hundred Roman warriors on disc-shaped flying machines hovered in front of the metal gate, forming three majestic goose feather arrays in upper, middle and lower layers. The energy armor on their bodies spewed out thick blue halos that were as wide as a foot, with mysterious blue electric arcs flowing back and forth between them, looking extraordinarily magnificent.

  "This is indeed the demeanor of a Roman! Truly a good and valiant demeanor!" Gu Xiachen helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

  Behind the rocky mountain in the blind spot of the Roman people, Gu Xiechen restored his Taoist robe and crane cloak to their original state. The Qingyu Dao crown was small and was tucked into his sleeve, which was a protective charm against the Roman spiritual impact. He tightened the silk belt around his waist and walked out slowly, approaching the large gate at the junction of the two mountains.

  The three hundred Roman sentries proudly held their heads high, their eyes fixed on the floating clouds in the sky. Gu Xiechen slowly approached their defense zone, but none of the Romans noticed him. It wasn't until Gu Xiechen was less than a hundred meters away from the large gate that the scanning instruments at dozens of firepower points weakly turned an angle and suddenly detected him. Suddenly, alarm bells rang out all around, and dozens of high-caliber energy cannons simultaneously targeted Gu Xiechen's body. Only then did the three hundred Roman sentries come to their senses, raising their axes and guns.

  "A man... a human!" A Roman sentinel shouted, "What brings you to this place?" Gu Xie calmly pulled out a document tied with a golden ribbon from his sleeve. He carefully adjusted the intricate bow and smiled at the Roman sentinels, "I have come in accordance with Roman custom to deliver a formal letter of duel to Duke Tarkholm. A true Roman warrior would not refuse any challenge to duel, would he?"

  "Also, please come out, Mr. Dukatte Holm, and personally receive my letter of challenge!" "A letter of challenge? You?" The Roman sentries were stunned, and it took a full minute before ten of them drove their disc-shaped flying devices over the golden gate and rushed back to base.

  Gu Xiechen walked leisurely with his hands behind his back, and the stern gaze of hundreds of Roman soldiers couldn't even make him feel a hint of pressure. On the contrary, the confidence and ease emanating from Gu Xiechen made the Roman soldiers on the scene feel increasingly pressured, many of them tightly gripping their axes, and some were on the verge of losing control and striking Gu Xiechen with a high-energy particle stream.

  Less than five minutes later, the golden gate swung open to both sides in a dull roar.

  A disc-shaped flying vessel with a diameter of over five meters flew towards this side at an altitude of several meters above the ground, and on it stood Bort Port Holm, Dukat Holm, and Polukin, Yakovkin and other high-ranking Romans who had been seen by Gu Xian. Nearly a thousand elite Roman warriors surrounded the flying vessel on both sides, forming an impenetrable defense line around it.

  Gu Xie dust smiled, he shook his hand and threw the official document tied with a silk ribbon to Du Kater Hol's mother.

  "Ducate Holm, this is a duel letter, for the honor of your family, you won't refuse, will you? Time and place are written on it. It's just between you and me, no one else is allowed to intervene in this duel, do you accept?" Ducate Holm grasped the duel letter firmly, his eyes sternly staring at Gu Xiechen, he recognized that Gu Xiechen was the one who had ambushed and killed him and Fili last time!

  Borbert Horem's face was wreathed in an irrepressible grin of delight as he laughed wildly.

  "Of course not, the honor of our House Holzschuh will not be damaged in any way. I take it upon myself to act on behalf of Duke Holzschuh, he will duel with you according to the terms of the duel book. Dukat Holzschuh, this is your only chance to wash away your shame!" Suddenly, Pollport Holzschuh turned to Dukat Holzschuh and shouted loudly with a stern tone.

  "What... shame?" Dukat's teeth were clenched so tightly that the words could barely squeeze out from between them.

  "You killed Master Monteddi! You will take full responsibility! Polport Holm said with a pleased smile, "Don't think that you have achieved merit just because you obtained the bamboo scroll. This bamboo scroll was obtained under my wise leadership, and all the glory belongs to me, Polport Holm. This achievement has nothing to do with you. On the contrary, you killed Master Monteddi, you must take responsibility for this crime, you are guilty, and you must use a fair and glorious duel to wash away your shame." Gu Xie looked at Polport Holm in surprise, it seemed that this guy was so eager to compete for merit that he didn't care about his face. What's strange is, how did he know that Monteddi died?

  Boruto jumped down from the disc-shaped flying vessel and floated in front of Gojo with his powerful spiritual ability. Gojo cautiously retreated a few steps, Boruto hastily spread out his hands to indicate that he had no malicious intentions. He leaned forward and whispered into Gojo's ear in a voice that only Gojo could hear, "Gojo, if you can kill Dukat in the duel... then I'll consider our grudge as if it never existed." Gojo looked at Boruto, who was looking back at him with an honest expression. He tried his best to appear natural, but the occasional flash of sharpness in his eyes made Gojo aware that he still remembered the black Cristo crystal ball and the humiliation he suffered at the Extreme Light Station.

  He nodded vigorously and Gu Xie Chen smiled, "Deal, you can watch my duel with Dukatte through satellite. But you must ensure that the strict agreement in the duel book is followed." Gu Xie Chen reiterated the terms of the duel book, except for Gu Xie Chen and Dukatte Holm, only their respective puppets could participate in the duel, no other living being was allowed to join, strictly prohibiting any living being from disrupting this sacred, solemn, and serious duel.

  "Don't worry, I guarantee that Ducati will absolutely not violate the principle of fairness in this duel." Borbert laughed very openly and even patted Guxiaochen's shoulder heavily to show his familiarity. "Great!" Guxiaochen turned around and quickly left.

  Dozens of high-energy cannons saw Kuxu off, and in the face of the Roman's stubborn rumors, any aggressive behavior towards the messenger who came to challenge him was not allowed. Kuxu left the Roman base safely.