This dandy dares to let the young commander dance with the sword. He is treating him like a dancer or an actor!
"Master Commander, I'm here!"
They were all on Wubei Street in the south of the city. Not long after, a young man in white stepped into the hall.
He stood there quietly, like a spear piercing the sky, exuding a breathtaking edge.
The woman in purple trembled all over, looking at the figure in white, tears welling up in her eyes.
Glancing at the purple-clothed woman's eyes, Wu Ling's eyes trembled and he turned to Xue Pan expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"
Snapped!
Wu Ling did not pick it up, but let the Tang sword fall to the ground and said expressionlessly: "Wu family swordsmanship is for battlefield use, not for entertainment purposes!"
boom!
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Xue Pan stood up and said: "Wu, you think you are still alive now, and you dare to show off to me, you are now a prisoner. If I ask you to dance with the sword, you must dance with the sword. Otherwise, I will send you a letter."
When you return to the imperial capital, I don’t need to tell you how your mother, brothers and sisters will suffer!”
Wu Lingjian frowned, anger and pain flashed in his eyes, and he bent down and grabbed the Tang Dao.
The woman in purple frowned, her heart felt as if someone had pinched her.
Xue Pan put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Hahaha, that's right, play music!"
The music changed from a dull sound to the roar of war drums, and the murderous spirit overflowed.
rub!
Wu Ling drew his sword, and when he saw the sharp edge of the Tang sword, his eyes lit up and his whole body changed drastically.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Wu Ling danced with a sword, and the swords flashed together like thunder, rolling in the hall, and the sharp aura filled the entire space.
Suddenly, no one was seen in the hall, leaving only a flash of sword light!
Bai Feifei's eyes lit up.
The purple-clothed woman's pink fist pinched the veins bulging out.
"Hahaha, good, you are indeed a young marshal, this sword dance has a unique flavor!"
Xue Pan put his hands on his hands and laughed, and suddenly shouted: "Here comes the sword and shield hand!"
Whoa whoosh!
Two rows of twenty soldiers in iron armor, holding swords and shields, rushed forward from both sides.
clang clang clang......
Click click click......
Wu Ling's face remained unchanged as he rushed into the crowd of twenty people. They followed the sword and the sword turned into a ball of dazzling light with the help of human power. It only took a moment!
Twenty heavily armored soldiers had their swords covered, their shields destroyed, and their armor was cut into pieces.
Xue Pan narrowed his eyes: "Enter the archers!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Ten more archers rushed over, and with one pull of their long bows, arrows shot out of the air!
Wulin jumped up and flipped three times in mid-air to avoid ten arrows. As soon as he landed, he rushed towards the archer Qian and slashed him with his sword!
Click click click......
Ten bows and arrows were broken, and the archer's face turned pale.
Wu Ling's figure flashed and rushed to the main seat. The Tang sword was placed horizontally on Xue Pan's neck. His eyes were as cold as lightning, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura!
"You, what are you doing? I, I'm just making a joke for you. Don't mess around. You don't care about yourself. You should also think about your mother and younger siblings in Kyoto!"
Xue Pan felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast, and chills ran down his spine.
Bai Feifei's eyes were filled with anticipation.
The woman in purple opened her mouth, wanting to dissuade her, but she endured it!