Zuo Miaoling kicked his eyes, instantly narrowed the distance between the two, and shouted angrily, "It's useless to say more, now you go down and get buried with my sister!"

The spear in her hand turned into a little cold light and stabbed Luo Huaiyu's neck, but she didn't want to push it to the last inch, sparks splashed everywhere, and a sharp blade swept across the tip of the gun and bounced upwards.

Then, sword shadows and a white figure appeared around almost at the same time. When she came to her senses in the blink of an eye, a woman in white had already bullied her and pressed her towards her.

"Bang bang bang..."

Every time the sword blade was shot, Zuo Miaoling was forced to block it. The opponent's sword was shot very fast. The two of them fought each other in close combat, and their voices were ping-pong. They had already fought more than ten times in three or five breaths.

Seeing that the beautiful figure's sword speed was getting faster and faster, Zuo Miaoling just changed defense horizontally and could no longer keep up with the opponent's sword moves.

Knowing that such a hard defense would lead to a disadvantage, Zuo Miaoling shouted a long time, and her forehead flashed red. She picked up the tail of the gun and hit Luo Suxin's jaw directly.

Luo Suxin leaned down and barely avoided it. Then Zuo Miaoling suddenly changed her move and turned her right hand and swept across from the right.

This attack was clever and the power of true energy was poured into the air like a tiger and wolf. Luo Suxin took the sword to guard against the sword blade with one shot, making a harsh whine, and directly repelled her five feet away.

Zuo Miaoling, who had opened the distance, shouted loudly, slapped the ground with a sharp sound of an iron tool hitting the wall, then picked up a gap and directly overturned a black stone and smashed Luo Suxin.

Luo Suxin split the stone with a backhand sword, and saw the bright silver military armor carrying black iron light coming like raindrops.

As Zuo Miaoling's arm trembled, the tip of the spear swayed in a circle, like a dozen stars, either virtual or real.

With the alternation of offense and defense, Luo Suxin danced the sharp sword in his hand under his graceful figure, blocking Zuo Miaoling's attack.

Every time the two of them fought, they could see a stream of energy that was hard to detect from the naked eye. As the closest viewer to the two, Luo Huaiyu took all their moves.

"The Zhenbei Army has been in an army for more than 30 years, and the military system has never been established for only 500 people. Because every major battle is used as a front pawn, the reduction rate is exaggerated, and the day is in danger..."

Zuo Miaoling's eyes flashed, and the spear in her hand was actually stepped down by Luo Suxin.

The tender feet, which seemed soft and boneless, were lightly wrapped in silk stockings, had great strength. They stepped on the blade of the gun and stepped into the black stone slab.

"The Zhenbei Army is known as the lone wolf in the northern border. It once had a prominent record of going deep into three thousand miles and riding alone to take the Golden Treasure Royal Court."

Luo Suxin slashed the sword, with a dazzling edge, like a white light visible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

The huge force was connected, and the two of them took two steps back, and smoke and dust filled the field.

The tip of the black iron gun was penetrated into the floor and inserted into the middle of the two.

"Although Zhenbei Lone Wolf's world is famous, it is even more famous. Isn't it the golden sword and glass slash?"

As the smoke and dust dissipated, Zuo Miaoling's burly figure appeared from the fog. She held a golden sword half of her body tightly in her right hand, and the blade was covered with a delicate carving of dragon patterns. When there was a slight light, the blade could emit a dazzling light.

"My Zuo family has rarely been around the Central Plains martial arts world in the past ten years. Basically, those who can be called famous, and those who cannot be called famous will go on the battlefield and fight until their death... I didn't expect that you, as the acting head, will be a lot of concern about our Zhenbei Army."

Zuo Miaoling laughed twice, smiled, and gave a thumbs up to the beautiful woman in white with her left hand opposite.

"Happy! My armor is already soaked in sweat. I have to admit that the ranking of Lao Shizi is still reasonable. You deserve the name of the sword immortal."

Luo Suxin did not answer, but just raised his sword in front of him and bowed.

"But... I heard that you have been obsessed with swordsmanship over the years. You have gone to the Qiao family to ask about the gentleman's sword. You went to Baidi City to see the Baidi sword in person. The four major families have been visited by you. Why don't you see me and go to my Zuo Family Military Camp to visit?"

Luo Suxin's bright eyes are clear, her mouth is slightly opened, and her voice is as pleasant as clear and flowing water.

"What I am obsessed with is swords rather than martial arts. Most of the swords in the army are general swords, which mainly symbolize etiquette and identity. Although I have the murderous aura and domineering spirit of generals and ministers, I rarely see the swordsmanship."

Zuo Miaoling nodded as if she was enlightened, then shook her head and sighed: "Studying deeply is indeed worthy of the word "媺", but swordsmanship will eventually become a martial arts path. You will definitely come to my Zuo family military camp in the future, and my Zuo family's magical skills will come later."

"I wish you such a blessing."

Luo Huaiyu's face suddenly appeared in surprise. She saw the red light on Zuo Miaoling's forehead flashing continuously, and a faint black air was entangled, and she immediately made a judgment in her heart.

"Deputy General Zuo, have you been poisoned by those demon sects and knowing that you have no chance of life, so you came to find us?"

Zuo Miaoling was even more surprised. She never thought that someone could observe so carefully.

"Yes, I was poisoned in Wanshe Valley. I was attacked by three demon gods. I was no longer able to turn poison. I had no choice but to die... But my Zuo family is not afraid of death, I am afraid of death and I am not sure that I can't return to my hometown and be worshipped in the military temple."

"Although I know that it is unreasonable to say it, the reappearance of the demonic siege has nothing to do with my Luo family. Someone must have been involved in the tomb of King You."

Zuo Miaoling chuckled, nodded, and said, "Your young master's sword technique is so clear and his sword moves are open and honest. I will believe you, but... since you mentioned the unique skill of the Jinjian Army of the North, you might as well see it with your own eyes, how about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Suxin took a step forward, acted like a sword strike, and said softly: "Please."

Zuo Miaoling smiled on her face, stretched her left arm, turned her palm into a Buddha's hand, and the other hand put the back of the knife on her right arm, bent her knees slightly.

"Every time I use this golden sword and glass slash, I will see blood. In my career as a general, I have never lost a single death battle, but even so, I have only learned the general's fur and three-level sword technique, only one level."

Luo Suxin said this more seriously.

"Next, I will make every effort to stop suppressing the snake venom in my body. I also ask the head of the family to testify as a witness. In the future, I will find out that the real murderer avenged our soldiers. Thank you very much."

Luo Huaiyu nodded, "Sure, please do your best, and you don't have to keep your hands."

Then suddenly the wind sounded, and Zuo Miaoling's figure moved in response to the wind. The sword force flickered with golden light, and the stone slabs on the road wherever they were walking cracked everywhere.

The whole scene was like a golden light, rushing towards the momentum of thousands of troops.

Then, when he rushed to Luo Suxin and slashed his sword, countless lights gathered into the blade. The dragon pattern carvings on it emitted a stream of light, intersecting with Luo Suxin's sword, a spark appeared.

Luo Suxin knew that this move could not be so simple, so she added true energy to protect her body.

Sure enough, the blade began to shake slightly, Zuo Miaoling smiled on her face, and only said two words, "Be careful."
Chapter completed!