Looking at Tang Jiusheng who was already limping on the ground, Xue Jiangyue sighed. If the heartbroken bat had been released earlier, her son might not have died. She originally wanted to catch this kid and use the Guworm to control it to become a puppet. Now? She could only let him pay his life to his son. Cheng Zifei, who was commanding the military soldiers to fight with the minions, was not relieved. He would look back at the situation here from time to time. When he saw Jin Chengzhang, Yulong Xingkong and Tang Jiusheng were both knocked over to the ground by the old witch, his face was as scared as if he was so scared.

The Wuxuan Realm aura on Tang Jiusheng's body had disappeared, and only the second-level realm remained. Xue Jiangyue felt relieved. This showed that the boy named Tang was not a disguise. His secret technique had failed, so this effect would be. Xue Jiangyue slowly approached Tang Jiusheng. She wanted to step on the boy's head and avenge her son!

Cheng Zifei made a quick decision and directed the infantry inside the formation to immediately form a formation to attack the old witch. Xue Jiangyue simply ignored the infantry rushing up to form a formation. What's the use of such a small soldier with a thousand people? The front row of bows and crossbows shot in a row, and a rain of arrows came into the air like flying locusts. Xue Jiangyue looked contemptuous and waved the whisk in her hand. A translucent black mist formed a barrier. When those feathered arrows and crossbows were still one meter away from Xue Jiangyue, they stopped moving forward, hanging in the air and trembling and whistling.

Xue Jiangyue stared at her eyes and shouted loudly. The whisk waved again. An invisible aura rippled in the air. The arrows hanging in the air instantly collapsed and turned into ashes, dissipating in the cold mountain wind. Xue Jiangyue laughed wildly. Seeing that the arrows were ineffective, the soldiers of the brigade began to charge with swords and guns. Xue Jiangyue stomped her feet on the ground, and a black aura ripped away. The infantry rushing to the front were instantly torn in half. The infantry following behind were still charged without fear of death.

Cheng Zifei was sweating in his palm. From his childhood to his master Huiyong learning skills at Bao'en Temple, to his current guard for Tang Jiusheng, he has never had a record of fighting with top Wuxuan masters. Such a master can kill people in every move, and even the prince who is a master was fucked to the ground by this old woman. What should I do? After Cheng Zifei handed over the command of dealing with the attacks of the outsiders to a Zhenwei lieutenant, he decisively drew his sword and rushed towards Xue Jiangyue. After all, his master Huiyong once said that losing people will not lose.

The murderous intent in Xue Jiangyue's eyes could not be concealed. She stepped forward and waved the dust again. An air wave spread out in a semicircular arc. More than ten soldiers rushing to the front were hit in the chest by the air wave, and they fell to the ground and vomited blood and died. Cheng Zifei went out from behind and rushed over ten feet away. The Yanling Knife shone with a dazzling cold light in the winter sun. He wanted to lead the way and fight the old witch's life.

The captain of He Yongjiang's guard, Lang Yuanfu, also came forward to help with the sword. The two of them attacked the old witch with one sword and one sword. Xue Jiangyue narrowed her eyes, and her face was full of sarcasm. How could they be put in her eyes? Xue Jiangyue murmured: "I really don't know how to live or die!" Xue Jiangyue inserted the whisk behind her back, and with only a pair of hands, the soldiers surrounding her stopped and shouted to cheer for Cheng Zifei and Lang Yuanfu.

Cheng Zifei was in front and danced out sword flowers to attract Xue Jiangyue's attention. Lang Yuanfu was in the back and took the opportunity to stab Xue Jiangyue in the back with a sword. Xue Jiangyue stretched out her right hand to grab Lang Yuanfu's sword. Lang Yuanfu gritted his teeth and stabbed it forward, but the sword did not move at all. Seeing this, Cheng Zifei raised the Yanfeng knife and rushed over and slashed it down with a knife. Xue Jiangyue was like playing with a child, and pinched the tip of Cheng Zifei's sword with her left hand. No matter how hard Lang Yuanfu and Cheng Zifei used all their strength, they could not regain their weapons from the seemingly weak old woman.

A archer named Dong who was watching was overjoyed to see the three people in a stalemate. Isn’t this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? The archer named Dong immediately bent his bow and arrow, aimed at Xue Jiangyue’s face, and shot an arrow. The arrow broke through the air with the sound of wind, and was both anxious and fierce. The soldiers watching knew that Old Dong’s archery skills were superb, and couldn’t help but cheer. The moment the feather arrow was about to be shot in the face, Xue Jiangyue suddenly shouted loudly, raised her body, and held the feather arrow in her mouth. Cheng Zifei shouted: "What a good dog! This ball is really good!"

The archer surnamed Dong reacted very quickly. Seeing that he missed an arrow, he opened his bow and shot another arrow without hesitation. Seeing this, Xue Jiangyue, who was holding a feather arrow in her mouth, opened her mouth and spit back the feather arrow in her mouth. The two feather arrows collided in the air, making a sound. Xue Jiangyue's aura became even stronger. The feather arrows spitted back the second feather arrow, and the two feather arrows flew towards the throat of the archer surnamed Dong. The archer surnamed Dong was also a man who had been rolling on the battlefield for a long time. When life and death were at stake, he rolled on the spot and barely avoided the two crossbow arrows. He immediately became scared and sweated. All the onlookers were gloomy.

Xue Jiangyue was insulted by Cheng Zifei as a dog, her face changed color, her hand was used to exert force, and she shouted again, shaking the sword in her hands with internal force at the same time. Before the two of them could react, Xue Jiangyue abandoned the broken sword with both hands, and pointed her palms outward, aiming at Cheng Zifei and Lang Yuanfu in her palms.

The energy of the two young masters was released and they sucked hard. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not get out. Xue Jiangyue sucked both young masters over, grabbed the collars of both hands and threw them out, and both were thrown out.

The two people flying out fell down more than a dozen onlookers. On the martial arts field, the soldiers were in a mess and came to rescue Cheng Zifei and Lang Yuanfu. No one could care about Xue Jiangyue for a while. Xue Jiangyue turned around and looked at Tang Jiusheng who was lying on the ground. A cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Xue Jiangyue slowly walked to Tang Jiusheng like a walk, wearing small red embroidered shoes, and stepped on Tang Jiusheng's head in a coma, and murmured softly: "The auspicious time has come. Prince Tang, just go down and accompany my son obediently! He lacks a thug in the underworld, and you are not bad!"

Xue Jiangyue tried hard to step on Tang Jiusheng's head. Cheng Zifei, who was lying on the ground, saw this scene and shouted: "No! Go and save the prince!" When the young soldiers turned around and looked at it, Xue Jiangyue's feet were already on Tang Jiusheng's head. The nearest young soldiers were more than ten feet away from Xue Jiangyue, and it was too late. Cheng Zifei closed his eyes in despair, his heart was ashamed. Today next year will be the prince's sacrifice day.

No one expected that one hand gently grabbed Xue Jiangyue's foot at this moment. Xue Jiangyue was stunned and looked down. It was Tang Jiusheng's hand that grabbed her. Xue Jiangyue was shocked and exerted force again, but the force on Tang Jiusheng's hand became stronger and stronger, so much more than Xue Jiangyue's force. Xue Jiangyue suddenly felt that the Wuxuan realm aura on Tang Jiusheng's body was back again, and there was a tendency to become stronger and stronger. Xue Jiangyue was very shocked. She couldn't step on her feet and couldn't take it back. She didn't know what happened to Tang Jiusheng. In short, it was not good.

The next moment, Tang Jiusheng jumped up and hit Xue Jiangyue's lower abdomen with a punch. With a loud bang, Xue Jiangyue's body was arched like a big shrimp, and flew backwards like a big shrimp. She flew out six or seven feet away. At the moment she fell to the ground, Xue Jiangyue supported her right hand on the ground, bounced up, and stood firmly on the ground. However, Tang Jiusheng had already pounced on like a cheetah, punched again, and hit Xue Jiangyue in the chest. Xue Jiangyue didn't have time to think about it, so she pulled out the whisk and rolled Tang Jiusheng's arm.

Tang Jiusheng grabbed the dust tail of the whisk, and the two sides stalemate on the ground. Four deep footprints were stepped on by the two of them, and they fell deeper and deeper. Tang Jiusheng and Xue Jiangyue were competing for internal strength. Cheng Zifei, who thought everything was over, cheered. The soldiers also waved the steel knives in their hands and shouted: "Prince, come on! Prince, come on!"

Xue Jiangyue's face turned red, and she tried her best but couldn't fight against Tang Jiusheng. Tang Jiusheng still had the strength to speak and joked: "Old witch, you just said that you want me to go down and accompany your son? Even if I am really dead, with the performance of your useless son, I wouldn't let me bully him to death without you there? Besides, I heard that the King of Hell is selfless and does not fear power. Your son killed so many people in the world. Can the King of Hell spare him? There are countless evil ghosts who ask him for life at that time. Are you sure that you are not harming him?"

A slight sound suddenly came from the whisk that was pulled hard by the two people, as if something was about to be broken before the rhythm. Tang Jiusheng smiled again: "Old witch, if you don't let go, your precious weapon will be broken. Don't cry at that time, but it doesn't matter. For this trick, the emperor's harem is not worth much. At worst, I'll just find a little eunuch to ask you for one!" Xue Jiangyue was shocked and angry, and a hint of despair appeared on her face that was red. This young man was too powerful, and she was really going to vomit blood.

With a bang, the dust tail of the whisk was broken by two Wu Xuan masters. The dust tail could not stand the pull of the two and burst, and it flew everywhere, falling everywhere, and the two of them were all beast hairs. Xue Jiangyue's whisk, who had been with her for more than 30 years, cherished her very much, but she didn't expect it to be destroyed in Tang Jiusheng's hands today. Xue Jiangyue wailed, holding the empty handle of the whisk and rushed towards Tang Jiusheng again, "A man surnamed Tang, you will compensate my son for his life, and you will compensate me for my whisk!"

Tang Jiusheng clapped his hands, flashed to the side, spat fiercely, and cursed, "Bah, you old witch! You can't settle the score at all. I'll let you go, you'll snatch it. I'll rob the whisk to death. I'm not going to be a Taoist priest or a eunuch. What's the use of asking it?" Xue Jiangyue didn't listen to anything Tang Jiusheng said at all. She was completely in a state of madness. She was as powerful as a crazy tiger. Her actions were all a trick of losing both sides. She just wanted to tear Tang Jiusheng up. A bunch of black auras covered her red clothes and red sleeves, and she was circling around Tang Jiusheng in the martial arts field.

Thousands of minions under the command of two minion leaders were fighting with the officers and soldiers who formed the formation. The three thousand elite soldiers led by Jin Chengzhang were brought by him from Prince Gong's Mansion, and some were elite soldiers from Jiannan Road. They were indeed the title of elite soldiers, although half of them were only one.

Thousands of five hundred men formed a battle against the enemy, but they were not afraid of the minions formed by these scattered soldiers. The minions had the advantage in numbers, but the officers and soldiers were obviously stronger. After fighting for a long time, more than a hundred minions fell down, but only twenty or thirty officers and soldiers were killed or injured.

Killed by Xue Jiangyue, Jin Chengzhang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved his fingers on his right hand, and then his whole arm moved. Then Jin Chengzhang, who opened his eyes, felt his headache splitting. He heard the soldiers yelling, "Prince, come on!" Jin Chengzhang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the prince was safe and sound, and was still fighting with the old witch. Jin Chengzhang sat up with his support. What caught his eye was the whisk handle in the hand of the old witch Xue Jiangyue, which was very terrifying.

Jin Chengzhang turned around and looked at it. On the ground seven or eight feet away, Yulong Xingkong, who was also unconscious, was lying on the ground. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Jin Chengzhang's mouth. He was really a pair of brothers and sisters. Jin Chengzhang crawled towards Yulong Xingkong, and he had to wake Yulong Xingkong up. What if two people were needed to work together to deal with the old witch at a critical moment? Jin Chengzhang had difficulty climbing to Yulong Xingkong's side and injected aura into Yulong Xingkong's Baihui acupoint. Soon, Yulong Xingkong moaned and opened his eyes. Jin Chengzhang said happily: "Brother Yulong, you are awake!"

Yulong Xingkong nodded and sat up from the ground. Seeing the situation of Tang Jiusheng fighting Xue Jiangyue in the field, he said in surprise: "How long has it been? This old witch hasn't defeated the junior brother yet?" Jin Chengzhang was so amused that he was so angry that he was talking. No matter how fierce the old witch was, you can't expect her to win! Yulong Xingkong saw that Jin Chengzhang's expression was strange, and knew that there was something wrong with what he said. His face turned red and laughed: "I mean, the junior brother is so strong!"

Tang Jiusheng didn't hold the Seven Emotional Sword empty-handed, and only the whisk handle was left in Xue Jiangyue's hand. The two sides fought in a fierce battle. In the fierce battle, Tang Jiusheng grabbed Xue Jiangyue's whisk handle with his right hand again. Neither side was willing to let go and fell into a stalemate again. Tang Jiusheng smiled and said, "Old witch, are you planning to grab the bald handle of this whisk from me again?"

Xue Jiangyue exclaimed, looked at Tang Jiusheng's intact right hand, and asked incrediblely: "Boy named Tang, your hand has been poisoned twice, but why is there nothing left? Neither green nor black, where did you get the antidote?"

Tang Jiusheng smiled mysteriously, "Old witch, you are making fun again! The poison is all yours. Where can I get the antidote? Your prince is lucky and has great fortune. How can you be so easy to be poisoned to death? You are really miserable. If you choose me as your opponent, you will really lose your son and your weapons. You might as well give up quickly, otherwise I don't think the handle of this whisk will be left!"

Xue Jiangyue's stubborn temper has risen again, so she is not willing to let go. The handle of her whisk was made of a thousand-year-old Yin wood on Qianmo Mountain. It was given by her lover back then. She loved her like a treasure and was carried by her side. Although she later turned aside her and hated her lover because of love, she was reluctant to throw away this whisk and took it to make weapons. This whisk is good at warding off water and fire, and it hides organs to release poison. Just now, Tang Jiusheng was first hit by a highly poisonous plum blossom needle in the whisk.

When Tang Jiusheng saw that Xue Jiangyue died, he refused to let go. He suddenly laughed and said, "Old witch, let's shout one, two, three together, and break the handle of the whisk again, how about?" Xue Jiangyue was angry and anxious. This boy was too damaged in his words and actions. He just broke the whisk's tail, and now he wanted to make the handle of the whisk again. He owed this kid so much in his previous life. Within a day, his son died at his hands, but now he can't even save his proud weapons.

Xue Jiangyue suddenly let go and almost flashed Tang Jiusheng. Xue Jiangyue immediately followed and made progress. She printed a palm on Tang Jiusheng's chest. With a bang, Tang Jiusheng was beaten back six or seven steps. Xue Jiangyue followed and made progress again. Her palms came out and slapped Tang Jiusheng's chest. Tang Jiusheng was shocked more than ten steps again. Xue Jiangyue shouted loudly, followed again, and kicked him in Tang Jiusheng's chest. Tang Jiusheng was kicked backwards, fell to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

With a set of combos, Tang Jiusheng was beaten to no avail. Xue Jiangyue suddenly felt that the Wuxuan Realm on Tang Jiusheng's body disappeared again. The secret technique on his body had failed again! Xue Jiangyue was ecstatic, which showed that his series of blows were very effective, and he was seriously injured again.

Cheng Zifei was shocked and flew over all the way. He stepped forward and helped Tang Jiusheng up. Jiao Sheng asked, "Prince, Prince, are you okay?" The soldiers watching were also stunned. The prince was so fierce just now, why was he abused to a dog in a blink of an eye? The soldiers were all deflated and shut up, and no one shouted slogans. Yulong Xingkong and Jin Chengzhang quickly crawled over from the ground together, one called the prince and the other called the junior brother. Everyone looked at Tang Jiusheng, whose face was as angry as gold paper, was full of worries.

Xue Jiangyue brushed her white hair with her hand, her face full of smiles, but she snorted coldly from her nose, "What is the King of Guards, what masters, but that's it!"
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