Chapter 87 Master Hao's broadsword is three meters three!
"Your Highness, did the torture reveal anything?" Ji Wubing asked beside Ximen Hao.
"Yeah~" Ximen Hao nodded.
"What can I do? That girl is very tough-tongued!"
Ji Wubing became even more curious.
Ximen Hao suddenly looked at Ji Wubing, a silvery smile appeared on his face, and he licked his lips gently.
"She has a tough mouth, but Master Hao's Holy Dragon Weapon is even tougher!"
"Sacred Dragon's Weapon? What?" Ji Wubing's eyes widened.
Ximen Hao straightened his body, pointed below himself, and proudly puffed up his chest:
"The Sacred Dragon's Weapon is a must-have special weapon for the royal family, specially used to deal with the sacred weapons of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard!"
After saying that, he strode away with his head held high.
Ji Wubing was stunned for a long time, and then he suddenly understood and couldn't help but curse:
"Ximen Hao! You are a beast!"
But then I thought about it, the other party only went in for a short while, including taking off his clothes...
"Hey! Can't you come out so soon?"
Ximen Hao in front stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
"Ji Wubing! Your uncle! Sooner or later, Master Hao will ask you to be my general manager!"
"Damn! I'm a counselor, not a eunuch! Hey! Wait for me, I know a secret recipe to treat fast men..."
Ji Wubing shouted and chased after him.
"Bang!"
With the sound of a gunshot, Ximen Hao's ears finally became silent.
Ji Wubing, on the other hand, looked down at himself. The robe on his body had a hole in it, and there was a cool breeze blowing in his place.
A bullet just passed through my own balls.
With a sound of "Ouch!", he jumped up in fright, clutched his hands and ran away.
But after running a few steps, he fell to the ground and kept coughing.
…
"Dang!"
A Yanyue Sword weighing three hundred and fifty kilograms and nine feet and nine feet long stood in front of Ximen Hao.
"Your Highness, this is given to you by Niu Dazhuang."
Zhao Yunlong handed a note to Ximen Hao with both hands, and then looked at the Yanyue Sword with eyes full of envy.
I saw that the Yanyue Knife, which had a golden blade and a black handle, was covered with thunder patterns. If I had good eyesight, it should be the Earth Level!
Carrying the Yanyue Sword all the way back, I don't know how many people marveled.
Ximen Hao held a piece of paper, which read:
"Your Highness, the common people have lived up to His Highness's high expectations and created a low-grade weapon!"
"This sword is not only made of His Highness's rare materials mixed into the blade, but the common people also used cold iron as the handle. His Highness wanted thunder patterns. It is estimated that His Highness's skills are related to thunder, so the common people added a piece of lightning strike."
Stone can better distribute thunder and lightning!"
"This knife is nine feet nine long and weighs three hundred and fifty kilograms. It is already the limit of low-grade earth-level swords. If you want to upgrade it, you need to add better materials."
"This sword has no name. I would like to ask His Highness to name it himself. A good weapon should have its name."
"Your Highness, the thirty embroidered spring knives will be made the day after tomorrow. I hope that your Highness will allow the common people to study the artifact carefully and the common people will thank you."
"Haha~ This old guy, it seems that if Master Hao doesn't let him study the Yuanli Revolver, he will go crazy."
Ximen Hao smiled and put the note away.
Then he took the Yanyue Sword, and his wrist suddenly sank, and it was a bit difficult to hold it with one hand.
"Qiang!"
I saw him raising the Yanyue Sword with both hands, and then the God Emperor's Haki Jue and the Heavenly Thunder Slash were running at the same time.
"Click!"
There was a sound of thunder, and dense golden thunder patterns appeared on the blade, even on the handle.
Zhao Yunlong's scalp exploded. A good weapon is indeed a good weapon. His Highness's thunder attack was even more powerful.
"Your Highness, what is the name of this sword?"
Ximen Hao looked at the Yanyue Sword, which was more than three meters long, as if he had seen a human weapon, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
"Such a powerful and domineering weapon, although it is not the thirty-meter sword that Master Hao is satisfied with, it is still powerful enough! Let's just call it...'three meters three'?"
"Ah? Three meters three? What the hell is this name?"
Zhao Yunlong looked confused.
"Hey! A murderous name!"
Ximen Hao put a three-meter-three-meter sword on his shoulder, then turned and walked towards Liu Sheng, and at the same time ordered:
"Yunlong, gather the troops and set off!"
Zhao Yunlong was stunned for a moment, then he clasped his fists and accepted the order: "General, I will obey your order!"
Then he ordered to the quiet tent:
"All cavalry! Fully armed! Assemble!"
"boom!"
The camp suddenly exploded, with a clash of armor and horses neighing.
Ximen Hao walked up to Liu Sheng who fell on the tree.
At this time, Ji Wubing also walked over cautiously, especially when he saw the exaggerated Yanyue knife on the opponent's shoulder, he couldn't help but shudder.
"Your Highness~"
Liu Sheng looked at Ximen Hao ashamed.
Ximen Hao looked at Liu Sheng expressionlessly, then suddenly slashed his knife horizontally, heading straight for Liu Sheng's head.
"Holy shit!"
Ji Wubing was startled. He didn't expect that the other party would take action as soon as he said it, and he would die immediately.
Liu Sheng's face turned pale, and then he closed his eyes, waiting for death.
"Bah!"
A burst of golden thunder and lightning emerged from three meters high, and a cold and slightly paralyzing breath passed over the top of his head, making his hair explode.
"brush!"
In a flash of golden light, three meters passed over the rope and the winter plum tree.
Liu Sheng fell to the ground with a "plop".
And it took a while for the crown of the winter plum tree to fall to the ground.
Liu Sheng looked at Ximen Hao blankly. The rest of his life was what he felt at this time.
Ji Wubing stared blankly at Ximen Hao. Although he was only at the first level of the rebirth stage, he could still tell that the opponent was getting stronger. With the weapon at his disposal, this violent maniac might become an evil god!
"Binggui, you take Liu Sheng to the city lord's palace today to ask Hu Yanzhuo for the death row prisoners. Regardless of whether they are men or women, as long as they are suitable, bring them back to me!"
Ximen Hao put three meters and three on his shoulders again. He will do it simultaneously today.
Ji Wubing was stunned for a moment, then smiled:
"That's fine, I don't like watching you kill anyone anyway."
"Liu Sheng, did you hear that? You and sick ghost are selecting the men for the Imperial Guard this time. You, the commander-in-chief, need to be more discerning and don't pick some trash!"
Ximen Hao looked at Liu Sheng with a cold face.
Liu Sheng was overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down to accept the order.
"Okay, leave your dog behind and let me ride it. I'll take that little bitch and raid the den of the Kui Lang mercenary group!"
Ximen Hao was instantly filled with evil spirits, and he wanted to establish his power, so the Kui Lang mercenary group became the whetstone for his first battle in Donglin City.
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ji Wubing and Liu Sheng to react, they grabbed Gale Wolf's ears and walked towards Ying's room.
"Damn! That's my mount!"
Ji Wubing complained depressedly, but Ximen Hao didn't bother him at all.
"Um~ Mr. Ji, what are you going to do, Your Highness?"
Liu Sheng asked, looking at the hundreds of unparalleled cavalry who were arrayed outside.
Ji Wubing glanced at it, then glanced at the sky, and said pretentiously: