"You know?" Lu Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes, with a hint of cruelty in her eyes, "I hate good-looking women the most."
"Can I take your words as a compliment?" Suzaku stroked the long whip with his left hand and smiled, extremely beautiful.
"You can also think of it as a curse." Lu Jiaojiao sneered.
"Just because you are ugly, you can't see others being beautiful." Suzaku said with a hint of joking in his tone, "This is not good."
"Bitch, you're looking for death!" Although Lu Jiaojiao has a bad temper, she is not without scheming. She originally planned to compromise with Zhu Quexu, and then take advantage of her unpreparedness to continue to assassinate General Xue.
However, Zhuque's words "ugly" deeply touched her bottom line, as if the spiritual thunder in her heart had been stepped on. Lu Jiaojiao was furious and could no longer care about General Xue or the Xiao family.
The Li family raised their swords and attacked Suzaku, intending to make seven or eight slashes on the face of this sexy beauty to vent their hatred.
Suzaku calmly handed the long whip to his left hand, and with his right hand he pulled out a long sword from his waist. With the whip in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, he actually controlled two weapons at the same time, fighting with Lu Jiaojiao.
"Old man, come and accept your fate!"
Lu Chengxian was only half a step behind Lu Jiaojiao. Seeing that his sister was blocked, he ignored her and ran towards Old General Xue. He stabbed with the long sword in his hand, creating turbulent tides and violent waves. The momentum was stronger than Lu Jiao's.
Jiao was even better, and the soldiers who were close to both sides were tragically affected. They were swallowed up by the huge waves regardless of the enemy or ourselves. They did not care about the friendly Wang Meng's subordinates. For a while, the fields were filled with howls and screams.
Lu Chengxian is a young leader. With his sword skills, even Tianlun is no match for him. Although General Xue also has Tianlun cultivation, after all, he is old and has no loyalty and courage, but his physical strength is far behind.
It is not as good as when he was young, looking at the oncoming tide of spiritual power. He knew he was outmatched, but in order not to affect the morale of the army, he still gritted his teeth and waved his sword to meet it. His spiritual power turned into a tiger in the air, roaring and pounced on the waves.
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As soon as the two sides came into contact, the spiritual tiger seemed to have really entered the sea. It roared and was swallowed up by the huge waves without any resistance. Lu Chengxian's sword power was unimpeded and he moved forward without any hindrance. He soon arrived in front of General Xue.
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Seeing that his father was in danger, Xue Pingxi felt anxious and rushed to rescue him. However, Wang Meng's body was elegant and his spear was as powerful as a dragon. He was tightly entangled with him. With such a distraction, not only to save others, but also to save himself.
They were almost stabbed by the "Soul-Leaving Spear" and were immediately at a disadvantage.
Seeing that the enemy general was about to die under his own sword, Lu Chengxian was overjoyed. He put a little more strength into his hands, and the huge wave of spiritual power rolled away. Unexpectedly, another wave of spiritual power suddenly surged out from the slant stab, and the power was unexpectedly huge.
Not under yourself.
The waves on both sides were both fierce and fierce. Under the violent collision, they erupted with a shocking loud noise, which was almost the same, and dissipated in the air at the same time.
The enemy actually has some masters!
Lu Chengxian was greatly surprised. He looked closely and saw a young girl appearing beside the old general.
The girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with skin as bright as snow and picturesque features. She is dressed in a green outfit that reflects her graceful figure. The delicate lancet in her hand flashes in the sun, adding a sense of freedom and heroism to the girl.
, turned out to be a rare and stunning beauty.
"Who are you?" Lu Chengxian frowned and asked displeasedly.
His interests are different from ordinary people. When he sees beautiful women, he not only dislikes them, but also feels a little repelled. His likes and dislikes are quite similar to those of his sister Lu Jiaojiao.
"Zheng Yueting, a disciple of Piaohua Palace, has met Old General Xue." The sword-wielding girl is naturally Zheng Yueting. She was born in a Jianghu gang, and she has been with a group of bold men since she was a child. When she met Lu Chengxian, who was so oily and naughty, she looked like a girl.
He was a bit displeased instinctively, and ignored his questions. Instead, he saluted to the old General Xue beside him.
"Girl, thanks to you, otherwise the old man would have gone to see the King of Hell." Old General Xue was still frightened. He stared at Zheng Yueting and looked her up and down for a while. He felt that the girl had a heroic spirit in her beauty.
, which is quite in line with my own aesthetics. The more I look at it, the more I like it. Suddenly, I pointed to Xue Pingxi in the distance and said, "Have you ever promised a girl to someone else? If you don't have a husband, what do you think of that guy who wields a knife?"
Not long ago, he was trying to catch Nangong Ling's attention, but now he had his sights set on Zheng Yueting. He was worried about Xue Pingxi's lifelong event.
Zheng Yueting never expected that the old general would suddenly come out like this. She blushed, turned her head with a smile, and pointed the lancet in her hand at Lu Chengxian. Old General Xue's words were just ignored.
"Piaohua Palace? I've never heard of it, and I don't know where it came from. It's a third-rate sect." Lu Chengxian saw the two of them talking to themselves, completely ignoring his own existence. He felt very unhappy and said coldly.
"If you want to fight, then fight. If you don't want to fight, then get out." Zheng Yueting raised her eyebrows and said coldly.
General Xue laughed loudly after hearing this, and admired the girl in green even more.
"Okay, that's great. Do you know who I am?" Lu Chengxian couldn't stand being scolded by a girl like this. "You're a mean little girl who dares to talk to me like this. I'm going to rip you off!"
While gritting his teeth, he waved the long sword in his hand, manifesting a giant wave of spiritual power again, rolling towards the direction of Zheng Yueting and General Xue.
Zheng Yueting was not afraid, she raised her lancet high and struck hard, and launched the platinum-grade "Eighteen Wave-breaking Swords". Each wave was higher than the other, and each sword was stronger than the last.
At first, the huge waves they manifested were almost the same. After four or five moves, Lu Chengxian gradually felt that something was wrong. The sword of the girl in green shirt opposite him became stronger and stronger, and he found it difficult to resist.
After two moves, the "Tide Sword Technique" was completely unable to compete with Zheng Yueting's sword power. Lu Chengxian did not expect to be suppressed by a girl under twenty years old. He couldn't help being shocked and angry, gritting his teeth.
Dodge and wait for opportunities to counterattack.
Seeing that his father was out of danger, Xue Pingxi breathed a sigh of relief and returned his attention to the battle with Wang Meng.
However, when masters compete, victory or defeat is often decided by a thin line. Just now, when he was trying to save his father, Wang Meng took the advantage. Now, how easy is it to regain the situation?
Wang Meng's marksmanship was already known for its speed, and he took the initiative. His long spear was even more elusive, suppressing Xue Pingxi tightly and not giving him any chance to make a comeback.
"Brother Xue, are you bullying others with your sword again?" Xue Pingxi was frowning when a lazy voice suddenly came from his ear.
The spear in Wang Meng's hand was stabbing Xue Pingxi's right shoulder with unparalleled speed. Suddenly, she felt that the gun body was being pulled by an unknown force. It involuntarily deflected the direction, grazing Xue Pingxi's arm, and missed the target.
He was startled, and quickly put away his gun and retreated, keeping a distance from Xue Pingxi. The storm-like offensive came to an abrupt end, and he turned to look at Xue Pingxi's side.
A familiar young face appeared in front of me.
"It's you!" He instantly recognized the boy in white in front of him. He was the mysterious boy who rode with Shangguan Junyi that day, holding a weird black weapon, and almost killed himself.
In fact, the two met once again at Cuiyu Villa, but Zhong Wen was masked at that time and had been promoted to Tianlun. Naturally, he could not connect the two people together.
"Brother Zhong Wen!" Xue Pingxi felt happy when she saw Zhong Wen.
"Brother Xue, how many times have I told you that you have to rely on your true skills when fighting, and you cannot rely on the strength of weapons, otherwise it will not be conducive to your practice. Why don't you listen!" Before he could say anything, Zhong Wenban said He said with a serious face, "Old rules, give me the sword, take this butcher's knife!"
After saying this, Zhong Wen couldn't help but snatch the big knife from Xue Pingxi's hand and put a simple black long knife into his hand: "Remember to return it to me after you use it."
As he said that, he ignored Wang Meng who was standing beside him, and slipped into the crowd, quickly disappearing without a trace.
With the experience of Yuxiao Villa, how could Xue Pingxi not know that the long black knife in his hand was an unparalleled magic weapon? After the battle with Xiao Wuqing, he was obsessed with the "Dragon Slaying Knife" and could not forget it. , I always wanted to touch it again in my dream, but now that I got what I wanted, the joy in my heart goes without saying.
"Let's do it again!" With the sword in hand, Xue Pingxi became more energetic, exuding a stern aura, as if he was a different person.
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At this time, the west gate of the imperial capital was quiet, which was in sharp contrast to the south gate where the fighting was in full swing.
Ying Wugu, the general of the Tiger Guard at the south gate, was wearing golden armor and standing on the city tower with a serious face, staring warily outside the city gate.
He just received the messenger Xiaoniao and learned about the attack on the south gate. He immediately raised the alert level at the city gate to the highest level. The city tower was neatly lined up with archers, and boxes of spiritual thunder were carried up by the soldiers. The city walls were built, ready to face possible enemy attacks at any time.
"Something's happening!" the deputy general's voice came from beside him.
Ying Wugao's heart tightened, and he stood on the city wall and looked far into the distance.
Densely packed figures appeared on the distant horizon. With Ying Wugou's level of vision, he could tell that some of these people were riding horses and some were walking. There were many vehicles mixed among them. Judging from their outlines, they should be
An army.
Ying Wugou slowly raised his right hand, and the archers on the city tower drew their bows and arrows. The metal arrows shone in the sun. The whole city tower was dotted with stars, and it was instantly filled with a murderous atmosphere.
The army below gradually approached, and soon came to the city gate. The flag in front of the team fluttered in the wind, with a big word "Guan" written on it.
A general wearing armor rode out from the team, followed closely by an officer.
"It's Guan Lin!" The deputy general next to Ying Wugu recognized the general below, "It should be the team transporting Xiqi's tax money."
When Ying Wuguo heard that it was a team transporting silver coins, he felt slightly relieved, but he did not completely give up his vigilance and still carefully looked at the army below.
The horses quickly came to the bottom of the city tower. Ying Wugao and Guan Lin had met several times before, and they instantly confirmed the identity of the general below. When he was about to give the order to open the city gate, he felt something was wrong in his heart.
Guan Lin's expression seemed a little strange.
This thought came to his mind involuntarily, because General Guan's face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and he looked depressed, which was completely different from the character of Guan Lin he knew.
"General Ying, since they are a team transporting tax money, why don't you open the city gate and let them in?" Someone suddenly spoke from behind.
"Lord Lian!" Ying Wugou turned around and saw Lian Juecheng, the Minister of the Ministry of War, appearing on the tower at some point. Behind him, stood a man in his thirties with a cold and stern look in his eyes.
Man in white.
This chapter has been completed!