Chapter 11 Farewell to Ye Anshi

Xiao Xiaohan held Luo Han tightly and walked to Wu Xin and sighed, "I'll deal with him together with you. If he catches you, I won't be able to save you."

Wuxin nodded and took a step, Xiao Xiaohan followed closely and said: "I heard my father said that your behavior is the same as what he said."

Xiao Se behind him was a little stunned. Why did these two people look like a couple?

"I wonder what King Jiangling is talking about..." Wu Xin said.

"Master Wangyou turned from a Buddha to a devil, and you turned from a devil to a Buddha," Xiao Xiaohan replied.

"That's fine." Although Wushuang didn't know what they were talking about, he got rid of his lazy state and said, "You have to have some fun to continue the fight."

Wuxin smiled and then took another step, and then appeared in front of Wushuang, stretching out his hands to take the head of Wushuang. "What does this mean?"

Wushuang suddenly laughed, but as soon as he smiled, the sword box in front of him seemed to explode like a flower, and at the same time, five flying swords struck at Wuxin's chest.

When the sword rushed towards Wu Xin, Xiao Xiaohan jumped out from behind Wu Xin and stepped on the flying sword. Luo Han in his hand pointed directly at Wu Shuang's throat and rushed towards him. Those five flying swords came extremely fast, extremely dangerous, and extremely domineering. But in Wu Xin's case,

He was very slow in his mind. When the sword came out of the box, he had already heard it. It only took a moment for the sword to reach his chest, but it spent several springs and autumns in his eyes. He leaned back and the five swords flew away. He

Smiling slightly, he gently held the last piece of wind Xiao with his fingers, just like the Buddha holding a flower and smiling.

It is also the most magnificent one.

Wushuang was also shocked. He held the sword box in his hand to block Xiao Xiaohan's sword. Unexpectedly, before Luo Han touched the sword box, his sword stabbed Wushuang behind the sword box like a snake.

Wushuang also shrank his eyes, hurriedly hugged the sword box, and instantly retreated three feet away.

"Huh" Wushuang exhaled loudly and touched the beads of sweat on his forehead, "Not bad, the coldness of this sword is particularly strong."

"There is something even more powerful." Xiao Xiaohan pointed his sword at Wushuang, slowly exhaled a breath of cold air, and instantly the surrounding area became icy and snowy.

"Then come on." Wu Shuang grabbed Wu Xin's palm, and two of the five flying swords flew back and rushed towards Xiao Xiaohan.

Wu Xin smiled and said: "The art of wielding a sword is an eye-opener."

Xiao Xiaohan dodged one flying sword, and the other one was knocked back with a falling sword.

The flying sword that Xiao Xiaohan dodged flew back again in an instant. Xiao Xiaohan also tilted her head slightly, then turned over and kicked the flying sword back into the sword box.

Wu Shuang shouted a few times, and several flying swords surrounding Wu Xin flew back to Wu Shuang.

The black-turbaned leader of Wushuang City frowned slightly, and the spear in his hand couldn't help but vibrate.

When Xiao Xiaohan saw the leader taking the lead, his eyes gradually became serious. Wu Xin fell next to Xiao Xiaohan and looked at Wu Xin.

"Be careful" Xiao Xiaohan warned.

"My senior brother can't wait again." Wushuang smiled, waved his finger slightly, and five flying swords were lined up in front of him, "If you are not injured, I will really have to waste a lot of energy to beat you."

Wu Xin's face changed slightly, he had indeed realized the three magical powers, but it was also true that he had lost all his martial arts skills on the mountain. Although he pretended to be calm and calm at the moment, in fact, all his strength would be released at any time.

Lei Wujie took a step forward but was stopped by Xiao Se, "Monk..."

Wu Xin shook his head at Lei Wujie, but Xiao Xiaohan looked at the leader, "What? Don't you Wushuang City accept the honor of this princess? Lu Yuzhai."

"Princess, we only want a monk by your side," Lu Yuzhai said.

"The one who wants to save the world is Song Yanhui, or an old guy from Wushuang City," Xiao Xiaohan said coldly.

"Wushuang City wants it," Lu Yuzhai replied.

"Hehehe" Xiao Xiaohan smiled, "It's really ridiculous. Wushuang City wants it? I want it too, what should I do? Answer me."

Lu Yuzhai couldn't help feeling embarrassed when he saw Xiao Xiaohan's appearance. Offending her was equivalent to offending the King of Jiangling.

Several people behind Xiao Xiaohan were also stunned by what Xiao Xiaohan said.

"Xiao Se, is my sister just interested in Wu Xin?" Lei Wujie asked.

Xiao Se gave Lei Wujie a violent shudder without even thinking about it.

Wuxin beside Xiao Xiaohan was also shocked by what she said.

"Junior Brother" Lu Yuzhai asked Wu Shuang to step back, then looked at Xiao Xiaohan again without saying a word, and walked forward with a spear in hand.

"It seems that you have to complete the task given to you even if you offend me," Xiao Xiaohan said.

"As the princess said, if we don't bring this monk back, we have no choice but to kill him."

Lu Yuzhai swung his spear, soaring like a dragon and stabbing Wuxin. Xiao Xiaohan did not dare to delay. With a flash of cold light, the tip of the spear and the tip of the sword were about to collide.

The Wushuang City disciples behind him who had not dismounted all waved their riding whips and charged forward suddenly.

Wu Zen, who had never participated in the battle, held his breath for several moments, and then raised his head to the sky and let out a roar. The roar was filled with the anguish of being unable to save his junior brother in danger, and the momentum was extraordinary. Half of the horses fell to their knees in an instant and could not get up again.

At this time, suddenly there was a sound coming from the west.

"end!"

Lu Yuzhai and Xiao Xiaohan turned around at the same time, only to see a black-gold spear coming from the west, piercing the sky for thousands of miles, and the sound of the gun roared like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

Xiao Xiaohan and Lu Yuzhai hurriedly retreated. The force of that shot was far beyond their abilities. All they could do was avoid its sharp edge.

The spear was inserted between the two of them, and a ravine of tens of feet appeared instantly, blocking the two men and horses.

"Who?" Lu Yuzhai shouted.

"Me." A faint voice answered him, and a man in black clothes floated from a distance and landed steadily on the spear.

Tang Lian was surprised and said: "Third Master"

Xiao Xiaohan also smiled when she saw the man in black.

Lu Yuzhai looked at the man on the gun, fear burst out from his heart, and the silver spear in his hand couldn't help but scream.

"You don't recognize me? Do you recognize my gun?" the man in black asked again, his tone still cold.

However, Lu Yuzhai felt overwhelmed by the overwhelming force, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe. He finally couldn't help roaring, and swung the spear in his hand with just one swing.

Broken inch by inch!

Lu Yuzhai retreated violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood every time he took a step back. He retreated thirty steps until he finally stopped with the help of his junior brother Wu Shuang.

"Do you still want to ask me who I am?" The man in black stood on the spear, looking down at him from afar.

Lei Wujie stared at the man in black in shock and said, "Is this... still a human?"

Xiao Se looked at the man in black standing on the black-gold spear with a serious expression: "Lei Wujie, don't you like to hear stories about Jianghu? You must remember this person. Except for King Jiangling, you have seen him before.

He has mastered such top-notch masters as Snow Wind Sword Shen Jingzhou and Sky Shattering Sword King Rensun, but you can forget them, but you must remember this person."

"This is the first person in the world to practice shooting"

"The Gun Immortal Sikong Changfeng"

"Why should we remove King Jiangling?" Lei Wujie asked.

"Because King Jiangling gathered hundreds of martial arts schools and formed his own school. He became a swordsman with a sword, a swordsman with a sword, and..." Xiao Se said.

"Becoming a Spear Immortal?" Lei Wujie asked.

"No" Xiao Se shook his head: "Only this gun is a half-immortal, but I don't know now."

"oh."

Lei Wujie looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was dressed in black, had an indifferent expression, and had a somewhat elegant and bookish look, with blazing eyes.

Xiao Se sighed: "When those dandy boys in Tianqi City look at the oiran in Yaoyue Tower, their eyes are almost the same as yours."

Xiao Xiaohan heard Xiao Se's words and turned to look at Lei Wujie, "What... is this?"

Xiao Se also shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

Lu Yuzhai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "What a spear wizard, this junior has learned a great trick!" He specially emphasized the word "junior" and ridiculed Sikong Changfeng for not respecting his identity and fighting against the junior.

Sikong Changfeng tied his hands behind his back, stood on the spear, frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "I... took action?"

Lu Yuzhai was also speechless. Sikong Changfeng really didn't take any action. He just took advantage of the gun and forced himself to this point.

"Wushuang City has sent so many elites here, is this one monk really so important?" Sikong Changfeng continued to ask with a smile.

Lu Yuzhai sneered and didn't answer.

"I think the old guys in Wushuang City have also seen King Jiangling's statement. Go back and tell them that if you want to go against King Jiangling's wishes, then go to Tianqi to see him. When you see Queen Jiangling, Wushuang City won't call her either.

Unparalleled city." Sikong Changfeng said calmly.

When Lu Yuzhai heard this, he was angry but dared not say anything. When he saw King Jiangling, did he think he had lived too long?

"Also." Sikong Changfeng looked at the young man carrying the sword box, "It is rare to find a piece of beautiful jade in Wushuang City, but don't carve it with a butcher's knife. Please go back and tell Song Yan this sentence."

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Wushuang, however, was not as angry as his senior brother. Instead, he nodded heavily: "Senior's words must be conveyed to this junior. Hmm... if I still remember it by then."

"My sword is not as good as the second senior brother, but I have practiced for several years." Sikong Changfeng suddenly stretched out his hand and waved violently. The door of the sword box beside Wushuang suddenly opened, and twelve flying swords flew out instantly, surrounding Sikong

After Changfeng made a circle, he flew back to Wushuang's sword box. Sikong Changfeng waved his hand, and the door of the sword box closed again.

Wu Shuang's eyes widened. He didn't expect that this master known as the Spear Immortal was proficient in sword control and could control twelve flying swords at the same time.

Sikong Changfeng looked at Wushuang and said: "The principles of wielding a spear and wielding a sword are the same. This time, I will fire another sword for you, but you have to rely on yourself to really grasp the meaning."
To be continued...