Chapter 24, Sword Immortal's Legs

Author: Qingzhou plays wine

Chapter 24, Sword Immortal's Legs

After this sword, Wu Qiling's true energy was exhausted, and the sword stabbed the earth and supported his body.

Most of the soldiers besieged from all sides were affected by this sword, either seriously injured or died suddenly, leaving only more than twenty people, holding powerful crossbows tremblingly.

Mu Yunshan's breath was disordered. He held a knife in one hand and used his power to regulate his breath. After a while, he had a breath of turbid air and a little bloody color appeared on his face.

The other two ninth-grade men sat cross-legged on the ground, using their hands to suppress the tumbling blood, and many sword injuries appeared on their bodies.

"This sword is so powerful." Mu Yunshan looked at the embarrassed people and couldn't help but sigh.

Wu Qiling said nothing and stared at him fiercely.

"You brought so many people to my platform, not just to kill people, right?" Wu Qiling sneered.

Mu Yunshan said: "Of course not, we came for you, Sword Immortal."

"Haha, for me? Is that old guy Yan Jiufeng afraid that I will become a innate master and threaten his status?"

Mu Yunshan smiled disdainfully, "The Sword Immortal misunderstood. The full-scale national war is imminent. If I have the help of my family teacher, I will be able to capture Western Chu as powerful as a bamboo shoot."

Wu Qiling frowned.

Mu Yunshan said: "I have been serving my family master for some years. I often hear my family master remember the peerless beauty of the sword immortal. Today I will take the sword immortal to Beili. If I have the fate, I may even call you Jianxian. Master's wife."

"Pooh"

Wu Qiling shouted angrily: "Even if I commit suicide here, don't even think about it!"

"Sword Immortal to calm down" Mu Yunshan seemed to have expected it and continued: 'I heard that Sword Immortal had a connection with the city lord of Lancang City on the bank of Lancang River.'

Wu Qiling filled her chest with anger, held the sword tightly, and secretly lucked to heal her wounds.

Mu Yunshan said leisurely: "The Yang and Xia are ungrateful and ignore my sincerity."

"Now, I will lead a large army to attack Lancang City." Mu Yunshan's tone was light, letting his Pu Dao return to the sheath, and said: "We originally planned to take the Lord of Lancang City naked into the imperial capital, imprisoned in the cage for seven days, castration first, and then scatter in Beili Central to shock the world and promote the prestige of the country."

"But if the Sword Immortal is willing to go with us, the family master will personally persuade Your Majesty to write off Yang and Xia's guilt." Mu Yunshan said word by word.

"So shameless." Wu Qiling spat.

Mu Yunshan's expression moved, he slapped his palm and grabbed the sword immortal.

Wu Qiling took advantage of the time of speaking to quietly repair the physical loss caused by drawing the sword, and also used a sword to face the giant hand.

The sword energy turned into three sword lights, like a real long sword, disintegrating Mu Yunshan's palm power.

"Sword Immortal, I offended!" Mu Yunshan signaled the crossbowman to shoot an arrow and said, "Don't hurt the vital points, just attack the limbs."

"Yes, General!"

Crossbow arrows shot towards Wu Qiling from all directions.

Wu Qiling's body was as light as a swallow. She avoided most of the arrows, but only a small part was cut by her sword.

Not long after, Mu Yunshan signaled to stop.

Wu Qiling was panting, her face turned slightly red, and her tiger's mouth was slightly numb, and she said inwardly: "What a powerful crossbow, its strength is stronger than the arrows emitted by third-grade archers."

The two ninth graders smiled grimly and slashed at Wu Qiling.

Wu Qiling swirled, lifted up her true energy, and suddenly fought out, like a huge hurricane, fighting with the two.

After a while, the three of them jumped into the air together, and the true energy formed a mass and exploded with a bang.

The sword light and sword shadows scattered in the air, and Wu Qiling's injuries relapsed. He used his last part of his body's energy to turn into a sword and knocked the two of them away.

The plain clothes were scattered, and Wu Qiling showed her slender and well-proportioned jade legs, like two white lotus roots.

Everyone's eyes widened and stared at Wu Qiling's legs. From bottom to top, their eyes flashed with fiery heat, and they reached their thighs. They saw some clothes and felt a little unhappy.

Mu Yunshan shouted, "You. Don't watch it!"

"Yes, General."

Even the crossbowman, even the two ninth graders, closed their swords and turned around, and they were full of thoughts in their hearts.

Mu Yunshan took off his coat and threw it to Wu Qiling.

After Wu Qiling took it, she thought for a moment and then draped it on her body, blocking most of the spring light.

"Master!Master!Master!"

Chen Xuan'an yelled and rushed up with a sword. His long clothes were stained with blood and his face was covered in blood. He could only see a pair of glittering eyes.

Wu Qiling's expression changed, "Xuan'an, go quickly!"

The crossbowmen aimed at the about to shoot arrows, and a powerful true energy flew from behind the people, knocking the crossbow in their hands to the ground.

Mu Yunshan narrowed his eyes, found another weakness of her, flew forward, and reached out to grab Chen Xuan'an.

"Bang"

A jade flute broke through the air, flew past Chen Xuan'an, and faced his palm.

In an instant, the true qi collided, and Mu Yunshan's face changed drastically, and it was too late to stop.

The violent true energy destroyed his bones and meridians.

In just one breath, blood swelled and bone marrow sprayed.

If he hadn't poured out his true energy in time and without reservation, his arm would have been invalidated.

"What a deep internal strength." Mu Yunshan looked at the visitor vigilantly.

Jiang Wangsheng fell in front of Chen Xuan'an, holding a jade flute.

Although he also experienced a battle, he was dressed neatly and had a free breath.

Mu Yunshan frowned and said to himself: "Is it the world's number one Yangtze River? It's impossible, it shouldn't be so young. And the master also said that the Yangtze River is an overseas immortal."

Chen Xuan'an ran to Wu Qiling's side and asked nervously: "Master, are you okay?"

Wu Qiling shook her head, indicating that she was not in trouble.

Chen Xuan'an saw Beili's coat on Wu Qiling's body and showed displeasure. He hurriedly took off his clothes and handed them to Wu Qiling.

Wu Qiling smiled and threw the coat given by Mu Yunshan to the ground, and put the long coat handed over by his apprentice with confidence.

"Who is he?" Wu Qiling asked in a low voice with her head tilted.

Chen Xuan'an said: "He is the personal bodyguard of Princess Xi Chu."

"Princess Xichu?"

"Yes, Princess Xichu once asked to see you, you were rejected. I was curious, so I followed you secretly and met you." After Chen Xuan'an said that, he realized something was wrong and showed timidity.

Wu Qiling gave him a blank look.

The powerful crossbow was fired, wave after wave, Jiang Wangsheng swung his body gracefully, like a piece of auspicious light in the wind.

Jiang Wangsheng waved the jade flute and blocked the arrow flying towards the door.

"Hmm?" Jiang Wangsheng said in surprise and said to himself: "Why is this powerful crossbow so strange and has an amazing force."

Jiang Wangsheng raised his left hand, and his true energy rolled up a whirlwind, waved forward, and rode the wind, turning into a tornado ten feet away, sweeping all the arrows, corpses, and soldiers.

Two ninth-grade swordsmen looked at each other and took advantage of their excitement to shoot at the same time.

"Pai Pa"

Half of the knife was pulled out, Jiang Wangsheng suddenly came to the front of the two of them. The jade flute hit and landed on the hilt of their knife, making Pu Dao unable to unsheath.

Jiang Wangsheng put the Yuxiao on his body, grabbed them with both hands, and poured his true energy into his body.

Then, he kept throwing them away.

Mu Yunshan was about to react when Jiang Wangsheng flashed to his side.

With a "bang", Jiang Wangsheng pressed his shoulder.

Mu Yunshan was as if he was facing a great enemy, and he was sweating profusely.

"Wait! I am the disciple of the sword god, let me leave!" Although Mu Yunshan begged for mercy, his tone was arrogant.

Jiang Wangsheng thought for a long time and asked, "What's wrong with these crossbowmen?"

"Of course I brought it."

"Their crossbows are a bit unusual." Jiang Wangsheng said intentionally.

Mu Yunshan sneered.

"Oh? Do you think I'm really afraid of Yan Jiufeng?" Jiang Wangsheng's strength increased.

Mu Yunshan's body sank, half kneeling on the ground, as if a hill was pressing against him.

Blood flows backwards, and the soul is almost stripped.

"You used it, what magic did you use?" Mu Yunshan said unwillingly.
To be continued...