Wen Hao looked up at the roof, looking quite horrified.
In Da Zhiyue's mansion, there were a group of guards and a group of monks from the Fifth Middle Realm accompanying the army, but no one noticed a woman sitting on the roof.
Su Qingjiu stood up, looking down at the newly appointed general of the auxiliary country with her beautiful eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Shi Hu, I heard that you have been appointed as the first-level general of the auxiliary country, should I congratulate you?"
"who?"
A group of guards hurriedly drew their swords to protect Wen Hao, while more than a dozen monks in the fifth realm rose into the air and quickly surrounded Su Qingjiu, their swords at war, and some of them had already used their natal offensive magic weapons.
Su Qingjiu didn't even look at them. He just stared at Wen Hao and said, "Why, it's okay if you don't recognize Brother Lin Zhao. You don't even recognize me, Su Qingjiu?"
"..."
Wen Hao's heart trembled. He knew that sooner or later, he would face Lin Zhao and Su Qingjiu face to face, but he did not expect that this day would come in such a way. On his most embarrassing day, Su Qingjiu came to question him!
He gritted his teeth and said, "At this moment and at that moment, why should Su Jianxian hold on to the past?"
"Yeah?"
Su Qingjiu's eyes were full of disappointment, and he sneered: "During the chaos in the Southern Wilderness, I was suppressed by a ray of undefeated inner demons at the foot of Wutong Mountain in Xiyue, and brother Lin Zhao was devoured by the undefeated inner demons in Changming Mountain.
Life hangs in the balance!"
She gritted her silver teeth, her cold and pretty face filled with anger, and said: "You Shi Hu holds an army of 500,000 people. You don't want to go south or serve the country. It's okay if you don't save me, Su Qingjiu.
Even brother Lin Zhao, are you unwilling to save him?"
"I……"
Wen Hao clenched his hands into fists and trembled all over.
"OK!"
Su Qingjiu smiled faintly and said: "It seems that your Shi Hu's conscience was really eaten by a dog! Back then, in order to feed the two of us, brother Lin Zhao sometimes even practiced boxing on an empty stomach. He saved
Every bite I eat, I think I feed that white-eyed wolf like you, Little Shitou!"
"I'm not a white-eyed wolf!"
Veins popped up on Wen Hao's face, and the majestic Qi surged all over his body. His mind was extremely shaken, and his expression was angry. He looked at Su Qingjiu in the air and said: "I...I, Shi Hu, am definitely not a white-eyed wolf, it's just...
It’s just that I have drifted away, disappointed Brother Lin Zhao, and can no longer look back. How can you, a great swordsman in the twelfth realm, understand this feeling?"
"quibble!"
Su Qingjiu frowned: "I heard Sister Zhizhi say that after brother Lin Zhao was reincarnated, he came here to find you when he first came to Baidi City, but you didn't see him at all, and even gave him
You sent him away for five thousand gold. Later, brother Lin Zhao didn't accept your five thousand gold, so he left in despair..."
In an instant, Su Qingjiu's nose felt sour, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she said: "You damn bastard, do you know that Brother Lin Zhao came to you and wanted to see you little stone? You actually took those
Can you imagine how sad brother Lin Zhao was at that time when he was humiliated by bad money?"
As he spoke, Su Qingjiu's tears fell straight down: "You ungrateful thing, you white-eyed wolf, you cowardly villain, in the beginning...why did Brother Lin Zhao adopt such a poor person like you?"
Cooked shit?”
"enough!"
Wen Hao shouted angrily: "Su Qingjiu, this is Da Zhiyue's mansion. It's okay for you to break into the mansion without permission, but you still speak so harshly to me. Do you really think that I, Wen Hao, am a clay Bodhisattva with no anger at all?"
"Want to take action?"
Su Qingjiu raised his hand to take out the Xunlu Sword from its sheath, and said calmly: "Come on!"
"Protect the Mansion Formation!"
A Galaxy Realm monk shouted loudly, and a fiery red formation suddenly rose up, protecting the entire Dazhiyue Mansion. Golden leaves hung in the sky above the formation, driven by the Tenth Realm monks.
, shooting at Su Qingjiu like raindrops.
"It's best to do it."
Su Qingjiu swung his sword at random, creating a rain of swords all over the sky. In the blink of an eye, all the offensive methods offered by the formation were wiped out. Then he swung the Xunlu Sword, immediately splitting the entire formation into two, and directly crushed it.
.
"superior!"
A group of monks protecting the mansion quickly attacked and left.
"Don't make me kill you!"
Su Qingjiu raised her sword finger with her left hand, and there was a sudden "buzz" sound. The entire mansion was enveloped by her strong sword intent. Su Qingjiu's sword intent was almost everywhere, and the group of monks protecting the mansion immediately looked horrified.
"you!"
Wen Hao roared angrily and stood up from the ground. He still used the farmer's three punches, but under his deduction, the farmer's three punches were expanded into the farmer's six punches, but the last three punches had a dog's tail and a mink's tail.
I feel that neither the boxing intention nor the boxing theory can be compared with the real Nirvana Boxing.
"Chi!"
Su Qingjiu came down with a sword light, knocking Wen Hao flying out and hitting the shadow wall behind him. The shadow wall immediately shattered, and Wen Hao vomited blood and lay in a mess.
In his Tianyuan realm, he couldn't even catch Su Qingjiu's sword, and Su Qingjiu's sword didn't even exert half of its strength.
"call out!"
A flash of cold light flew out, turning into Su Qingjiu's natal flying sword White Fish. The tip of the White Fish's sword buzzed and trembled, and it was placed between Wen Hao's eyebrows. Suddenly, a group of monks and guards protecting the palace were almost scared to death.
, at this time, as long as Su Qingjiu has a thought, the newly appointed general of the auxiliary country of the Great Shang Dynasty may die.
"What kind of general are you? What kind of little stone are you?"
Su Qingjiu fell in the air, raised his hand and slapped twice in the air, causing Wen Hao's left and right faces to turn red. For a moment, Wen Hao was a little angry, but with a fairy sword pressed between his eyebrows, he didn't dare to move at all.
"That's all."
Su Qingjiu looked at Wen Hao with a disappointed look on his face and said: "Brother Lin Zhao said not to let me kill you because it is no longer necessary. In this case, just be the one who followed Brother Lin Zhao on the stone bridge of Tianchi in the Snowy Land.
Xiao Shitou, who practiced boxing and followed Brother Lin Zhao to catch fish, must be dead. From now on, there will only be Wen Hao in the world, and there will be no Xiao Shitou."
With that said, Su Qingjiu smiled faintly, took back the flying sword Baiyu, and turned it into a sword light soaring into the sky.
Miles away.
The figure of a female swordsman also floated up. It was Cao Ying, the master of Xiuyixuan Pavilion. She cupped her fists with great respect and said: "Cao Ying, see Su Jianxian! Long time no see."
"Um."
Su Qingjiu wielded a flash of sword light, glanced at her, and said: "Cao Ying, I came here just to breathe a sigh of relief and leave."
"Congratulations to Su Jianxian!"
Su Qingjiu turned into a flash of rainbow light and went straight south.
Inside the palace.
The eldest princess Zhao Shutong stood on the pavilion and looked in the direction of Da Zhiyue's mansion from a distance. She knew that Su Qingjiu, the lord of Changming Mountain, was coming, but she did not go to meet him. After all, Su Qingjiu belonged to Lin Zhao.
He is fake, but he is also a world-famous great swordsman. If he rushes to meet him, he will inevitably be suspected of superfluous.
She sighed. This woman at the top of the Shang Dynasty was also a little lonely. She could take care of things at the foot of the mountain, but there were really not many things on the mountain that she could take care of, especially when it came to the three major ancestral courts, the Snowy Tianchi,
Changming Mountain, Tiefu Mountain, etc. are not something she, Zhao Shutong, can control.
…
Northern Territory, evening.
A flash of red sword light fell on a sword-holding tower. It was Lin Zhao who was holding a jug of wine. He threw the wine to the veteran holding a long sword through the air, and then looked down at the ground, only to see the sword-holding guard.
Many military monks in the building are packing their bags and preparing for a long journey.
Huangfu Song, a great military monk of the Thirteenth Realm and one of the seventy-two generals of the Martial Arts Temple, is about to return to the ancestral court of the military strategist to state his duties. As a result, the ten sword-suppressing towers will be empty for a period of time.
Obviously, the ancestral court of the military family is also short of manpower. Otherwise, Zhang Liang and the military immortal Han Xinzhi would not have thought of sending a replacement in advance. There is really not enough manpower to go to the upper realm to go to the outer world to kill the inner demon.
Among the army, there are the most military monks. This is an indisputable fact.
Moreover, the military monks suffered the greatest losses in all previous expeditions. It is said that more than half of the saints enshrined in the martial temple have been lost. For the sake of the Three Realms, the military ancestral family has spared no effort.
"Old General, are you leaving?"
"yes."
Huangfusong raised his head and took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "It's impossible to leave. I heard that the people in Tianwaitian have been killed in rivers of blood. The ancestral family of the military family has suffered heavy losses. Even the headmaster has been injured, and not only
There are traces of inner demons in the outer world, and even in the upper world, things are becoming more and more complicated, and things are getting more and more troublesome."
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Don't worry, old general, the ten sword-suppressing towers are still there, and our Thirteenth Realm Huang Tingyu and Thirteenth Realm Gu Lingyu can also help take care of them."
"right!"
Huangfu Song smiled slightly, patted Lin Zhao's shoulder lightly, and said: "I am about to ascend, and this Northern Territory... will fall on your shoulders, Lin Zhao. You must be more careful!"
"knew."
Lin Zhao nodded and said with a smile: "Old general, you must be more careful when going to Tianwaitian!"
"Well, let's go."
Huangfu Song held the wine pot and waved the war sword in his hand. It suddenly turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky. He soared and returned to the upper world.
Lin Zhao raised his head and looked far away, his heart became heavier and heavier, and the feeling that the storm was coming was getting stronger and stronger.
…
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Lin Zhao has been practicing boxing and sword practice at the mountain top garden, and he doesn't dare to slack off at all.
Sword training is due to the Eternal Sword Scripture passed down by the master. This kind of unique skill must be practiced to a high level. As for boxing, it is because of the Kirin Fire Seal, which is Lin Zhao's after awakening from the Fire Dragon Seal.
There are no longer any shackles and bottlenecks in martial arts. If you keep practicing and increasing your proficiency, you will be able to break through.
In fact, even the upper five realms have a promising future!
…
The spring in the Northern Territory cannot be said to be very warm.
At Guzhuoguan Pass, the snow is falling again.
Lin Ruo put on his military armor and stood at the ancient gate. While warming up his fist, he looked into the depths of the Northern Territory with his eyes. He frowned, as if he felt the heavy sound of horse hooves in the distance, so he frowned:
"Really here?"
"coming."
An eleventh-level monk accompanying the army used the art of observing the sky with water and moon to reveal a scene in the distance. Amidst the snow, groups of demon cavalry had settled in the Qingyu Lake area and were setting up camp.
