Ye Jinghong said: "It's serious, both of them are going to use their special moves."
Even Ye Jinghong was a little worried about Xie Fu. He couldn't see the outcome of this sword attack. He had long noticed Xie Fu's secretiveness. He had always believed that Gu Xuan was Xie Fu's ultimate opponent.
, but this Lu Wenlin...
Gu Xuan's eyes were focused. No matter who wins or loses in this sword fight, these two are destined to be Suzhou's future twin stars. He feels extremely happy and happy in his heart.
Soaring dragon!
Lu Wenlin used Guiyun Sect's sword skills.
The sky seemed to have turned silver.
Lu Wenlin's sword, the sword energy is like a spring flowing out of a stone, the sword's light veins become a treasure net, the true energy is like a jade, and the power is as powerful as a mountain.
This sword is so brilliant that it can move the faces of immortals, Buddhas, gods and ghosts.
The sky and the earth are overwhelming, the blue dragon is roaring with fury, and the word "dragon rising" is just right.
The power of this sword was no less powerful than Nanrong Yinfeng's sword. Nanrong Yinfeng adjusted his breath for a long time, overcame his fear, and emptied his whole body of energy before he used that sword.
So what should Lu Wenlin do with this sword?
It's not up to me to draw the sword.
Xie Fu's sword is equally cool and extraordinary.
The momentum is like mountains stretching, the atmosphere is myriad, the charm is long and everlasting.
Xie Fu knew something was wrong when he stepped out of the sword. He failed to forget himself, but half forgot and half remembered. When the power exceeded the body's limit in an instant, he immediately stopped his power.
It seems to be extremely powerful, but it is entirely supported by the profound Qi.
He cannot reach the level of Nan Rong Yinfeng, but he is not good at learning.
The two swords clashed for dominance.
Lu Wenlin's sword is like a river flowing across the river, and Xie Fu's sword is like a pavilion in the water, standing still without falling.
Impact and stalemate.
The movement of water cannot be stopped, the only way is to accept it.
Finally, Lu Wenlin's sword tip carried water and rushed towards the pavilion. The force was so overwhelming that people had to look up.
Under the strong attack, Lu Wenlin continued to gain momentum and Xie Fu retreated.
The two swords clashed, with Lu Wenlin at the top and Xie Fu at the bottom, and they fell from the air together.
The sword energy turned into light and fell together like a meteor.
It was hard to live, but behind him was the willow forest where a group of royal maids were standing.
The prelude of Li Shaodian's "Love You" is still heard.
Xie Fu knew in his heart that if he did not protect them, these royal maids would be reduced to ashes under the power of Lu Wenlin's sword.
Xie Fu also knew very well that Lu Wenlin could no longer stop the sword at this point and had to rely on him.
Just because Li Shaodian loves you, he should fight to save her, otherwise how could he be worthy of the love of these young ladies.
Sooner or later, you will die on the mouth of a woman!
As soon as the idea came to mind, I silently recited the mantra of enchantment to protect a group of maids who did not know that death was about to come.
Xie Fu multitasked and was weak, so Lu Wenlin's sword edge became even sharper.
No! It’s not appropriate enough.
Although Lu Wenlin's sword has only residual power, it is still sharp and sharp. As long as a trace of sword energy breaks through the boundary, the mortal body of the palace maid will be unable to survive.
I can only use my own body to block this sword for them!
As soon as his mind moved, his body's holy clothes suddenly glowed with gold.
He had to use the strength of his body to withstand the remaining power of Lu Wenlin's sword.
Can Duanmuci's body, which has been tempered many times and protected by holy clothes, be able to withstand this sword?
Xie Fu didn't know that the decision at this moment was just out of his heart.
Gu Xuan frowned, his eyes showing sadness.
Ye Jinghong exclaimed that it was not good.
Leng Leng, who had always been expressionless and as cold as ice, also showed a trace of regret at this moment.
call out!
The willow trees on one bank were instantly cut down and uprooted.
Only where the Wang family's maids gathered were standing, a few willow trees were still swaying slightly in the spring breeze.
"not good!"
It was not until this time that Long Jing and Feng Shoudao realized what happened.
Lu Wenlin was shocked. He also understood everything. In order to protect these royal maids, Xie Fu used his body to receive his sword.
But in fact, with this sword, although his sword edge was slightly better, the remaining power was not enough to hurt Xie Fu. It was just a temporary way to determine the strength of this sword.
How could someone be so stupid as to use their own body to resist the edge of a sword?
When all the maids of the royal family saw that the surroundings had changed greatly, they realized it in hindsight, and their faces suddenly turned pale.
They stared blankly at Xie Fu, who was lying motionless not far from them.
Xiuyun, who had been waving the small flag, also stopped moving and was so shocked that she forgot to cry.
Until Lu Wenlin said: "Brother Xie used his body to block this sword for you in order to protect you. In fact..."
Lu Wenlin couldn't say any more. In fact, Xie Fu didn't have to die at all, and there was no truth to it.
The outcome is also obvious. If Xie Fu didn't do this, these maids of the Wang family would be as broken as willow trees at this moment.
These maids understood, they all understood, that the young master died to protect them.
My heart was so suffocated that I couldn't breathe. When my eyes turned red, tears fell down.
He burst into grief: "Sir!"
The maidservants realized what was happening and rushed towards Xie Fu.
"Master! Master! Master!"
At this moment, a certain emotion connected their hearts with the young master's.
All they could do was shout loudly, trying to wake him up.
Xiuyun stood motionless, with the small flag in her hand still held high, but no longer waving it. The flag was fluttering in the spring breeze, and the hurriedly embroidered word "Thank you" could be faintly discerned.
Her lips moved with difficulty, but no sound came out. She wanted to run over, but her body only trembled slightly.
Then tears flowed silently from her pale face and dull eyes.
"Master! Master! Master!"
"Sir, you don't want to die, we support you."
"Thank you, Master, you will win, thank you, Master, you will win!"
…
All the maids burst into tears, pitying the gods and humans, and talking nonsense without thinking.
As if hearing their prayers, Xie Fu opened his eyes.
Seeing Fu Xie wake up, the girls were extremely excited, shouting "Young Master" louder and louder than ever.
"Xiuyun...where is Xiuyun?"
"Xiuyun, the young master is calling you."
Xiuyun fixed her eyes, trembled suddenly, and then flew towards Xie Fu: "Master, I am here, I am, I have always been here."
Xie Fu glanced at Xiuyun, his mouth opened wide, and he was out of breath: "I...I...I...want..."
All the maids listened attentively, holding back their sobs and not disturbing Xie Fu.
"Everyone...can you agree to my request?"
The maids nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
"I heard that you bullied Xiuyun. Sisters must... love each other."
When the two maids beside Xiuyun heard this, they immediately held Xiuyun's hands tightly.
The other maids banged their heads hard and agreed.
Xie Fu breathed a sigh of relief. This breath made everyone's hearts lift for a moment. The tears that had been stopped just now started to flow again.
Xie Fu stood up and patted the dirt on his body.
Then, with her pretty face covered with tears, she felt stupid for a moment, but the tears were still flowing.
Xie Fu flew towards Lu Wenlin: "Brother Lu, continue, the winner has not been determined yet."
"Bastard...bastard..."
All the maidservants cursed one after another, but they burst into tears and laughed.
I deceived dozens of young ladies into tears at once, but no one else.
"Bastard...bastard..."
After cursing and cursing, the cry evolved into - Mr. Xie must win.
This time it was their heartfelt and willing support.
