Chapter 50 Honghu
"What should we do?"
A heavy sound rang out at the Jiao Tower in Changling, shaking the copper bells hanging on the eaves of the Jiao Tower.
Several guards of the Corner Tower looked at Huang Zhenwei and waited for Huang Zhenwei's answer.
Although Shen Xuan's courtyard is one of the most difficult areas to observe in the corner tower, the masters above the seventh realm really fought. At this time, Shen Xuan passed through alleys, broke through walls and tiles and fled towards the Wei River. The shattered rain in the wind and rain were as long as a dragon, so how could he escape the sight of many guards on the corner tower?
Changling had previously arranged these giant-like horn towers, which were originally used to discover the most timely attacks in Changling. The novel could better block and kill the enemies of the Great Qin Dynasty.
The biggest reason why the practitioners who previously included Bai Shanshui and Zhao Jianlu were always in awe of Changling and were unwilling to enter this city was that there were these corner towers that could quickly detect their movements.
As long as they attack in Changling, they must break out of Changling at a very fast speed, otherwise they will never be able to leave.
There are powerful magic weapons arranged on each corner tower, and the guards are all good practitioners. Shen Xuan was an important official of the Qin Dynasty. When he was assassinated, the defenders of the Jiaolou City originally assumed the responsibility of protecting them.
What's more, when Mo Shoucheng died and when the city defenders were handed over to Huang Zhenwei, Huang Zhenwei and Shin Xuan became the new giant in Changling City.
In the eyes of these city defenders loyal to Huang Zhenwei, since Shen Xuan and Huang Zhenwei are the new giants cultivated by Zheng Xiu and are their current left and right arms. The people from Jiaodong County are now assassinating Shen Xuan, and they may assassinate Huang Zhenwei next.
This is the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.
However, Huang Zhenwei, who was silently looking at the long mist dragon in the rain, heard such a question, shook his head and said, "Don't move."
"Why?" These guards couldn't understand, and the general in charge still spoke and asked.
Huang Zhenwei said: "I am different from him. If Jiaodong County kills him, the emperor will not have any objection, but the emperor will not allow Jiaodong County to kill me."
These guards all thought of what happened in the Lushan Alliance at the same time and understood what Huang Zhenwei meant.
"Is that all?" The general in charge of the head was silent for a moment and said, "The Lord will not always need it, and it is even more impossible to always rely on someone."
Huang Zhenwei nodded, "But even if you want to move, there will be a more appropriate time."
In the long dragon of mist, invisible swords are constantly generated.
These long swords kept falling on Shen Xuan, who brought out the long dragon of water mist, not only splashed with a puff of grey like decay, but also splashed scarlet blood.
Zheng Bainiao flew through the wind and rain with his hands behind his back.
He was very satisfied.
Whether in the vision of a practitioner who saw such a scene or in his perception, Shen Xuan was like a dragon head at this time, and he was a practitioner standing on the back of a dragon casually.
This long dragon is undoubtedly very powerful, but when faced with his sword intent, the more casual he was, the stronger he seemed.
The most important thing is that countless practitioners will see such a battle in Changling.
The most powerful thing known in the world is far more powerful than you think you are happy and satisfied.
There is a small boat in a small river in the outskirts of Changling.
A Taoist in a blue shirt sat in Ye Xiaozhou's black tent.
The river water rippled gently, and the boat was rubbing against the reeds along the boat.
He was waiting for the long dragon of misty rain to rush out of Changling and pass here.
This is fashionable, so he still has leisure.
However, suddenly, the blue-shirt Taoist suddenly changed his color. In his perception, a breath was cast from the air like a fire meteorite, which was more than twice as fast as the mist and rain dragon fleeing in Changling City.
Just like setting a sword, no matter what level of practice it is, if the momentum is too fast, there will be no successor, but it means violence and no room for maneuver.
The Taoist Qingshan, who could not tell from his face, did not hesitate at all. There was no sword in his hand, but a sharp sound of a sharp sword coming out of his sheath suddenly sounded in his body.
A sword light like white jade in his hand lit up, and the small boat sitting there instantly turned into countless pieces, like countless butterflies flying out.
As his sword force pointed upwards, a roar in the sky roared like a giant mountain. All the reeds in this wild river water broke, and were driven by his sword force and shot up like thousands of arrows.
These reeds have dried up in winter, especially at this time, and have no vitality. However, they pass through the air at a speed faster than arrows, and the sharp friction with the heaven and earth energy that was triggered by him has brought out a heart-pounding vitality and greenness.
The energy of heaven and earth that kept pouring in like a mountain made these reeds miraculously turn green, and it was like growing rapidly in the soil, and it instantly formed a green screen in the air.
At the same time, countless blue sword lights grew from his natal sword like white jade in his hand, like countless vines growing endlessly into the sky.
A loud bang exploded.
The cultivator who fell from the sky shattered the green screen and intersected with the natal sword in his hand with a violent shock wave.
The Taoist whimpered and half of his body smashed into the water below. However, after all, he caught the terrifying sword and waved the cultivator attacking from above and shocked the above.
"Why do you have to share life and death with me!"
In a row, he used two secret techniques rare in the world to block the attack of the visitor. The Taoist's body was turbulent and his body was numb. However, at this moment he forced a voice, not asking about the identity of the visitor at all, but just shouted: "No matter what your relationship with Shen Xuan, you should understand that I am not the only one who will stop him here today! If you come like this, most of the true energy in your body has been burned out. Even if you can kill me, can you get rid of it?"
"The spring is strong, what is the spring you are? The offering of Changling, the guard of the Lihou Mansion."
Wu Ling's figure was firmly fixed among the flying green debris. His clothes had been torn to pieces by the powerful energy of heaven and earth, and they were even more ragged than the clothes worn by beggars, but the sword in his hand was particularly dazzling, and his whole body was extremely golden.
He frowned and looked at the cold-faced Taoist, without hiding his contempt: "In order to please the powerful and powerful, Marquis Li sent his only son outside the pass, but now he has turned to Jiaodong County again. Among the thirteen Marquis of the Great Qin, the most unscrupulous Marquis' Mansion."
Taoist Qingshan is He Chunyi, the worshipper of the Marquis Li Mansion in Changling Town, and the master who grew up with Marquis Li in his army. He is also the strongest among the seven-level practitioners who stayed in Changling Town, guarding the Marquis' Mansion.
Hearing the other party's words, the worshiper of the Lihou Mansion suddenly ignited a faint anger and sneered, "Do you think other marquises have backbone? If they have backbone, the Changling City will be so quiet, why should I wait here?"
"It's much better to watch than to accomplices."
Wu Ling stepped on his feet to the water surface, and his sword was crossed in his chest. He looked at He Chunyi and said solemnly: "Please."
In Changling, this is the invitation to the duel.
The corners of He Chunyi's mouth twitched slightly, and then he went straight to his sword without any hesitation.
The lake water in his body surged violently into his hand, but the sword intent precipitated from the white jade sword was extremely soft, with a unique harmonious meaning.
The heaven and earth energy that was rumbling and drew from the sky fell in the distance, but it rushed to his side from the ground.
Hundreds of blue sword lights flew around him, like growing vines interspersed together, and weaved closely.
His sword is to guard the will.
Although he is a rare strongman in the seven realms, today he is just an irrelevant pawn. In his opinion, even if he is entangled with the other party here, someone will still stop Shen Xuan.
The other party rushed here at the cost of burning most of his true energy, and he would definitely not fight for a long time.
In any aspect, it is the best choice for him to deal with the strongest sword in the defensive manner.
But the key is that he must be able to defend this sword.
When he set out his sword, Wu Wei had already set out his sword.
When the blue vine-like sword light woven into a cocoon, protecting him firmly in the middle, he saw two golden lights flying from Wu Wei's sword, like two huge wings, becoming bigger and bigger in his vision, and instantly occupied all his perceptions, blocked the sky, and filled all the world outside him.
Two huge golden wings flapped down.
There was a bang.
The river water in this wild river was completely dry, and then he and the sword light wrapped around him were continued to press down, constantly pressing into the ground, and in one breath he could penetrate many feet deep.
"It actually has such a magnificent sword intent!"
He Chunyi's expression changed drastically, and such a thought had just emerged in his mind. The sword light outside him could no longer bear the pressure and collapsed in an instant.
The sword light shattered, and then his body was his body.
Titicaca…
His body exploded like a stone and smashed into the surrounding soil.
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"Honghu Sword?"
Chapter completed!