"Haha! What a coincidence, I happen to have these two swords!"
With that said, Yi Xifeng pretended to be making a move, but he rushed behind the opponent, and a bright sword swung out from his hand like a meteor streaking through the sky.
"Qing Mingchen Light Sword!"
But Liu Baiyuan's reaction was not slow at all. With a wave of his finger, the shield originally generated in front of him immediately turned behind him and collided with Yi Xifeng's move again.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and the flash of light in Yi Xifeng's hand broke the opponent's shield in one fell swoop, and continued to rush forward.
When Liu Baiyuan saw this, his eyes widened in surprise. He mobilized his inner strength to resist, and the power of law seemed to be flowing in his palms.
But Yi Xifeng's sword ignored these rules and directly pierced the opponent's palm.
The old man in soap robe staggered, and waved his other hand to slap the fair boy away. He looked at the trembling hand that was slowly stopping the bleeding, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I never expected that you would have such fighting power.
Indeed... indeed..."
Yi Xifeng felt a little strange when he heard these words without beginning or end. Somehow, he had a very bad premonition. He remembered the words Han Song said during the battle just now: "We have entered the game. Before we retreat,
time, that is when the opponent closes the net. Instead of facing all their trump cards at the end, it is better to destroy a few of them before they close the net."
Are these two "certainties" that Liu Baiyuan muttered related to this "net"?
Soon enough, when he was dazed for a moment, the old man in soap robe came close to him, raised his uninjured palm and patted him.
Yi Xifeng was unable to dodge, and was slapped against the wall of a nearby store, knocking down another wall. This store happened to be a cloth shop, and with the buffer of the cloth, he was not seriously injured.
But before the fair young man could stand up, Liu Baiyuan had already arrived in front of him and struck out with three palms in succession.
Zhong Lingxi arrived in time, and Hengjian blocked Yi Xifeng.
The palm of the old man in soap robe finally stopped in front of the face of the woman with red makeup. The strong wind blew her hair floating in the air.
"It seems that there are only so many of you here." I didn't see how hard Liu Baiyuan spoke, but his voice resounded throughout the street, "City Lord Ji, come out!"
As Liu Baiyuan finished speaking, a rumbling vibration sounded in the street.
Soldiers from all directions gathered towards this street. There were guards from the six gates, but they were mainly troops from the city lord's palace. However, the size of this army clearly exceeded the normal structure of a city.
"When did our Luoye City have so many troops?"
People watching the battle on high buildings exclaimed.
"No, these are obviously not all the troops in Luoye City! Look at their costumes."
"This looks like...the army of Sky City!"
Yes, those who came out of the city lord's palace were the troops from the capital of Luo Yun Kingdom. But such a large number of troops were transferred here quietly, which shocked everyone present.
"When did they come to Luoye City? What are they doing here?"
"Could it be that they knew from the beginning that someone would come to steal the bride, and they just squatted here and waited?"
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South City Gate.
Qin Kai, known as the first guard general, stood on the city wall and looked at the soldiers gathering towards the city with deep eyes.
"In this way," he looked at the people gathered not far away and thought to himself, "70% of the city's troops have gone to the city, and the city gate has never been so empty..."
He patted the wall bricks lightly with his hands, lowered his eyes slightly, and fell into thinking. He took two steps on the city wall, then made up his mind, waved his arms and said: "All officers, listen to the order! Divide the troops into three teams.
, one team holds shields to block the city gate, and the last two teams all take their bows and arrows and go to the city wall to stand by!"
"yes!"
The soldiers under the city quickly divided into three teams. One team held shields and came to the city gate. They built six layers inside and outside, blocking the city gate tightly. The other two teams all held bows and arrows and stretched themselves on the city wall.
They drew a long dragon. They pulled up their long bows and pointed down the city. The hands that pulled the bows were so steady and neat, as if they were being judged by fate.
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Wangxian Pavilion.
Naturally, several mysterious people also paid attention to the large number of troops walking out of the city lord's palace. The leader among them praised: "It is indeed the country where Xu Xianzhi lives. When did our sect produce such a number one figure!"
Another person who was wiping his sword aside said with emotion: "Xu Xianzhi is truly worthy of his reputation as a Confucian sage! In today's world, when it comes to the way of this space, no one can surpass him, right?"
"
Next to the two of them, there was a young man who looked about twenty years old, wearing a pale white robe, with an elegant appearance and a youthful air in his demeanor. When he heard this conversation, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyebrows.
Just as he was about to ask, he paused again, brought a cup of tea to the leader, and said respectfully: "Excuse me, uncle, why do you say this?"
The two elders looked at each other and smiled, and the man who was wiping the sword said: "You see, everything has its advantages and disadvantages! Ayu has been practicing in seclusion with his second senior brother since he was a child, and his skill level is much better than that of his peers. But for this world
But I know very little about it. If you go out and enter the world by yourself, you may suffer a lot!"
The young man in white blushed and said with a shy face, "Uncle Master is right."
The sword cleaner waved his hand and said: "That's all, how to teach you is up to senior brother. Let me tell you, some of us have been in Luoye City for the past two years to inquire about information, and we have never seen any sign of a large army entering the city.
, but now there are suddenly more thousands of soldiers, do you know why?"
The young man in white scratched his head and said, "I don't know."
"Teleportation array." The sword cleaner slapped his sword on his leg and stopped talking after saying these three words. He looked at the young man in white, observing his reaction expectantly.
"Teleportation array? Isn't that something only the eight major sects have? I heard from the master that teleportation arrays take over the creation of heaven and earth. Not everyone, even from the Saint Realm, can make them. And if you want to teleport a large number of armies,
, then the scale of this teleportation array must be top-notch. How could this small Luoye City..."
The young man in white met the sword-wiper's gaze, and suddenly realized as he recalled their conversation just now. Then, he had a bold idea and asked tentatively: "Does every county in Luo Yun Country have a teleportation array?"
The sword cleaner laughed again, nodded with satisfaction, picked up the sword in his lap and continued to clean it.