There was a strange glimmer in the amber eyes, and they were as bloodthirsty as a cheetah seeing its prey. The iron fist holding the sword exerted force, and a powerful inner energy rushed straight towards Mu Jieyu along the long sword.
Mu Jieyu's watery eyes narrowed, and at the moment when the man in white's internal energy hit him, his jade hand loosened, and the gorgeous robe was shattered inch by inch under the strong internal force, and the fragments flew all over the sky.
Just as the light of excitement in the eyes of the man in white became stronger, Mu Jieyu moved his wrist, twitched his slender and soft fingers, and a white light was like a snake's shadow, winding and twisting but as fast as lightning, and struck towards the man in white, aggressively The move forced the man in white to give up the attack and swing his sword to block it. When he saw it clearly, the armband under the robe was tightly wrapped around his long sword.
But before he could express his admiration, several rays of white light flew towards Chang Ling. He quickly retreated and swung his sword to block it. Before the first wave was over, the second wave came flying towards him again, forcing him to turn over and retreat in order to escape. He launched a dense attack, no matter how agile he was, a white light still passed tightly against his cheekbones, leaving a long trail of blood on his cheekbones.
"I thought she was a weak woman, but I didn't expect she turned out to be a little pepper! Hahaha... I like it!" The man in white stretched out his thumb to wipe off the blood on his cheek, put the bloody thumb into his mouth and licked it off, looking at it nakedly Write a comment on the explanation.
"Min Nan's Gu Po, Beizhao's Qi Men Dun Jia, it seems that your hands can be stretched out long enough!" Mu Jieyu held a three-foot-long silk in his hand and looked at the man whose black scarf had fallen down with cold eyes.
This man's facial features are rougher and deeper than those of the men from the Central Plains. Even the military generals of Yanbei are a bit inferior. He has a wild aura that belongs to the wild beasts in the mountains and forests. His sharp-cut face has sharp edges and corners, and his amber eyes are taller than the mountains. The snow leopard is even sharper, a handsome man with a very masculine look. Even if he is wearing the most ordinary Central Plains robe, his tight muscles are so tight that they seem to explode.
"Woman, there's no room for you here. Why don't you come with me? I'll take you to a place where the sky is high and the sky is high. It's so beautiful and no one dares to hurt you!" The man in white looked at him boldly and fieryly. Mu Jieyu's eyes were so revealing, as if Mu Jieyu was standing naked in front of him.
"Prince Regent of Beizhao and the Third Prince of Southern Fujian, I wonder if the beautiful place you are talking about is Beizhao or Southern Fujian?" Mu Jieyu looked at him with a chuckle.
From the first moment this person's veil fell, Mu Jieyu guessed his identity. Chunyu Ao - the son of the late Emperor Beizhao and the princess of Minnan. He was so famous that he was the most troublesome person to Emperor Hong'an! Because He has the blood of the two royal families, and his existence is very likely to merge Beizhao and Minnan into one. Once these two small but most troublesome countries merge, they will be a fatal threat to the great scenery.
Southern Fujian is good at poison poison, and Beizhao is good at Qimen Dunjia.
The fight between her and Chun Yu Ao here did not alarm the people outside at all. There is only one possibility. Even if Chun Yu Ao had set up a formation outside Xiuxin Pavilion to isolate all sounds, Chun Yu Ao must have been here already. I have been waiting for her for a long time.
She had known about Chunyu Ao's fearsomeness and power from rumors. Not only was he proficient in poison, he had been gifted with extraordinary talents since he was a child and had become the most unpredictable Qimen Dunjia art in Beizhao. An extremely high level of kung fu.