Junior sister? What junior sister? What does the junior sister of Huangfu Showcase have to do with me? When Xiao Xuan heard the shouts from Huangfu Showcase, his face was blank and he couldn’t understand what he was talking about. He turned to look at him in confusion.
The generals asked them what was going on.
The generals of the Sichuan Province were also puzzled by the monk Zhang Er. One of them laughed out loud and said: "Your Majesty, General Yimo, Huangfu Xiutai is crazy, and what he said is also crazy. Your Majesty, you don't need to take it seriously!"
Xiao Xuan nodded. In his impression, the only junior sister at Huangfu Xiutai was Jin Xuan, but he had nothing to do with Jin Xuan. Besides, Jin Xuan went to Fengying with Huangfu Xiutai yesterday. Why?
Do you want to pay homage to her spirit in heaven?
"Watching Huangfu's show alone is crazy. He talks nonsense. If you leave him alone, I don't know how many people will be killed in the future. Today, our army will help Shenchi eliminate another scourge!" Xiao Xuan said in a deep voice.
General Lu You on the side grinned and advised in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's too dangerous here, you'd better avoid it first!" Seeing Huangfu Xiutai charging towards this side like crazy, Lu You
I am very worried about Xiao Xuan's safety.
Xiao Xuan didn't care. He said with a smile: "Gu is surrounded by Dachuan warriors. How can he, Huangfu Xiutai, be a mere person and do nothing to defeat Gu?"
While they were talking, Huangfu Xiutai suddenly roared, put away his armor and spirit sword, and restored his spirit sword. Then, he used the spirit change of his weapon. Just for a moment, the spirit sword in his hand suddenly appeared piercing.
With the light, the body of the spiritual sword also changed.
He waved the spiritual sword in his hand outwards, and a virtual sword with thousands of rays of light appeared in the air, flying straight towards Xiao Xuan.
"Your Majesty, be careful!" Yang Zhao, who was beside Xiao Xuan, had quick hands and eyes and pushed Xiao Xuan to the ground.
With a swish sound, the virtual sword passed over Xiao Xuan's head, and then plunged straight into the chest of a Sichuan general behind him. Phew! The Sichuan general didn't even have time to react, and was penetrated by the virtual sword through his chest.
, and fell straight on his back.
Who would have thought that Huangfu Xiutai, who was still more than 20 meters away from the Chinese military tent and among the rebels, would still have the energy to suddenly attack and deliver a fatal blow to Xiao Xuan.
Xiao Xuan, who was lying on the ground, looked back at the body of General Chuan who was killed on the spot, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper. If Yang Zhao hadn't reacted quickly and knocked himself down at the last moment, he would have died lying on the ground now.
It was not him, but himself. Thinking of this, Xiao Xuan's cold sweat flowed down. In just a moment, a large area of the clothes on his back was soaked with cold sweat.
"Your Majesty—" The surrounding generals reacted and swarmed forward, using their bodies as a human wall to surround Xiao Xuan and protect him. "Is your Majesty okay?" "Is your Majesty injured?"
Xiao Xuan, who was still in shock, stood up slowly with the help of everyone. He coughed a few times, then slowly shook his head and said: "I... I'm fine, it's just..." As he spoke, he looked down at General Sichuan's body.
, murmured: "It just hurt General Shi..."
"It's good that your Majesty is fine, I wish that your Majesty is safe!" All the generals breathed a sigh of relief. Now, Xiao Xuan no longer dared to show contempt, his eyes showed fear unconsciously, and he looked at the crowd without blinking.
The Huangfu Show Stage.
In order to use the spiritual transformation of soldiers and catch Xiao Xuan off guard, Huangfu Xiutai put away the military armor and spiritual combination. As a result, the spiritual armor on his body was soon covered with cracks.
In fact, Xiao Xuan is right. The Sichuan troops around him are all the most elite soldiers of the Sichuan Kingdom, especially the guards of the Sichuan Kingdom. Almost all of them are spiritual cultivators. Under the siege of these people, no matter how powerful Huangfu Xiutai is,
I can't resist it either.
Just as Huangfu Xiutai was struggling to hold on, a dull sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind him. It wasn't that Huangfu Xiutai didn't want to hide, but that he had no time to dodge, and there was a snapping sound on the helix of his ear, and a giant hammer
Hit him hard on the back.
The hammer was so powerful that it sent Huangfu's show stage flying straight away. Others were still in the air, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out first.
However, Huangfu Show Stage also reacted quickly. Taking advantage of the opportunity when he was knocked away, he rushed straight towards Xiao Xuan who was not far away, and shouted: "Xiao Xuan, take your life!"
At this time, Huangfu's appearance on the show stage was no different from that of a ghost. He was covered in blood, and his spiritual armor was shattered. Even half of the spiritual armor on his face fell off, and half of his face was exposed. It was ferocious and terrifying.
Xiao Xuan took a breath and retreated instinctively. The surrounding Sichuan generals shouted in unison: "Protect the king! Protect the king quickly!"
When it comes to commanding troops to fight, all of these Sichuan generals are top-notch warriors, but when it comes to competing in Lingwu, none of them can match Huangfu Xiutai.
The latter didn't take them seriously at all, and just fought his way through the guards, rushed to the central army tent, and shouted: "If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
As he spoke, the spiritual sword in his hand was swept away fiercely. The person standing at the front was General Lu You. He raised the spiritual sword and wanted to resist the blow from Huangfu's show stage. As soon as the two swords came into contact, Lu You
You felt his arms go numb, and with a slight movement in his hand, he lowered his head and looked again. The spiritual sword in his hand had been violently knocked out, and the second sword from Huangfu Show Stage had also stabbed directly at his face.
Lu You was horrified. How could he dare to withstand his attack? He held his head and squatted down, rolling down the steps of the Chinese military tent. Huangfu Xiutai did not pursue him. He only had one target, which was Xiao Xuan.
He stared at Xiao Xuan in the crowd with blood-red eyes, and rushed forward crazily.
Xiao Xuan, who was originally standing outside the Chinese military tent, staggered back to the Chinese military tent under the pull of several personal guards. The Sichuan generals blocked the door and prevented Huangfu Xiutai from entering. The latter was anxious.
Drawing out several swords, he pushed back all the generals in front, and then used his military magic again.
The old man had no reservations now. When he decided to kill Xiao Xuan, he had no intention of leaving alive. Seeing the spiritual sword in Huangfu Xiutai's hand emitting dazzling light again, all the Sichuan generals on the opposite side changed their faces.
They knew very well how weak they were, and even if they were tied together, they might not be able to withstand the blow from Huangfu's Xiutai soldiers' spiritual transformation.
At this time, several more spiritual arrows were shot from behind Huangfu's show stage. They pounced, pounced, pounced. None of the spiritual arrows were missed, and they were all nailed to his back.
But Huangfu Xiudao seemed to have no feeling at all. He still raised his spiritual sword high, pointed it at the people in front, shouted, and slashed in the air.
When the spirit sword fell, an extremely huge virtual sword appeared in the air, and it fell from the air with strong winds like howling ghosts and gods.
There was no need to try to parry, just looking at its oncoming force, the Sichuan generals were already half-hearted. This was not a spiritual force that they could resist, and it was even beyond the scope of their knowledge.
This virtual sword is at least ten meters long and two or three meters wide. It looks like a sword used by gods falling from the sky. How can it be resisted by human beings?
The Sichuan generals reacted completely out of instinct and moved to the left and right to avoid it. They gave way, but the Chinese army tent could not get out of the way and was hit squarely by this huge virtual sword.
There was a deafening loud crack in the helix of the ear, and then looking at the huge Chinese military tent, it was cut open from the center. When the giant sword hit the ground, it cut a long and deep trench on the ground.
The strong wind that broke out at that moment blew both Chinese military tents far away.
Looking inside the military tent again, Xiao Xuan was thrown to the ground by a large group of guards. He was holding his head in his hands, his clothes were disheveled, and his crown had flown to someone unknown. His hair was disheveled, and his face was full of panic. How could he still have the appearance of a king?
His virtual sword failed to hit Xiao Xuan. Huangfu Xiutai secretly said it was a pity, but he still did not give up. He shouted again, and he jumped up high, passing over the heads of the generals in front, heading towards Xiao Xuan.
Xuan Luo fell, and at the same time, the spiritual sword in his hand also chopped down with all its strength.
This sword can be said to be the last blow that Huangfu Xiutai uses all his strength. After striking this sword, he will no longer have the strength to fight. Either he will kill Xiao Xuan with one sword, or he will watch Xiao Xuan in front of him.
Escape from the front.
The final blow from Huangfu Xiutai was so powerful that no one among the Sichuan generals present could catch it. Xiao Xuan was also dumbfounded at this time. Looking at Huangfu Xiutai coming straight towards him, he froze on the spot and moved.
Not moving either.
Now he was filled with regret. He really should have listened to the generals' advice and avoided the Huangfu Show Stage earlier. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret, and it was useless no matter how regretful he felt now.
Just when Huangfu's show was unstoppable and he was about to hit Xiao Xuan's head with his sword, suddenly, there was a muffled sound on the ground, and then, two grass vines shot straight into the air.
No one present could realize what was going on, including Huangfu's runway. However, the grass vines would not give them a chance to think. The two vines went straight towards Huangfu's runway as if they were alive, but in an instant.
In a moment, it wrapped around his ankles and dragged his figure in the air back to the ground.
Bang! This fall caused the Huangfu Show Stage to fall completely. The fragments of the spiritual armor were scattered around. The old man lay on the ground with blood coming from his nose and mouth. He didn't get up for a long time. He slowly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Said: "Nie Zhen——"
That's right, only wood spiritual cultivators can control vines to attack, and only Great Elder Nie Zhen can use vines to such a proficient level.
Huangfu Xiutai had already guessed who was doing the evil in the dark, but he no longer had the energy to get up and settle the score with Nie Zhen.
At this time, the Sichuan generals around him reacted, and with a strange cry, people rushed towards Huangfu's show stage crazily. When they got close to him, they raised their swords and smashed him head and face.
Poor Huangfu Xiutai, the top spiritual martial arts master in Shenchi who could be called a grand master, eventually followed in the footsteps of Guang Hanting and died tragically at the hands of the Sichuan people.
For Huangfu Xiutai, who was sent to Jin Xuan, death was a kind of relief. In other words, the moment he saw Jin Xuan's body, he lost his belief in living again.
The person who killed Huangfu Xiutai was a Sichuan man, but the Sichuan man was just a gun, and the man who used the gun was Tang Yin.
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