The cavalry was galloping along the main north-south road. Pedestrians along the way were avoiding each other. The usually unruly lone spirit sword master did not dare to block it at all at this time. The most he could do was wait for the cavalry to pass by and spit hard.
Soon a tall and majestic mansion appeared on the street. The knights on the cavalry pulled the reins one after another and stopped in front of the mansion.
A shrunken knight came out from behind and came to Liu Yueqiong's side. If Mo Wen were here, he would definitely recognize that this person was Liu, the former master of the Feishi City Swordsman Hall who had his right hand tendon disabled.
knife!
"Young City Lord, this is the City Lord's Mansion of Feishi City." Liu Dao pointed at the magnificent mansion in front of him with a look of resentment in his eyes.
A trace of eager anticipation flashed in Liu Yueqiong's eyes. He straightened his clothes on the horse and raised his chin to Liu Dao: "Go and call the door."
"Yes." Liu Dao turned over and dismounted, strode to the stone steps of the mansion's gate, and shouted coldly to the four Black Wind Iron Guards standing guard in front of the door: "The young master of the Liu family in Qingcheng is here, please call your city lord to come out to greet him!"
A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the four Black Wind Iron Guards, but they were quickly suppressed. The current one said calmly and calmly: "Your Excellency, please come back. Our Lord, the city lord, is busy with business and it is inconvenient to see guests."
"Bold! Our young city lord is the young lord of Qingcheng! How dare the lord of a small city avoid seeing you?" Liu Dao shouted loudly.
The four Black Wind Iron Guards had expressionless faces and stared at him coldly.
Liu Dao was stared at by the cold gazes of the four people. He couldn't help but feel timid and took half a step back. Then he reacted and became angry: "Asshole! You four little first-class swordsmen dare to bully this hall master?!"
The four Black Wind Iron Guards remained silent and did not look at him at all.
How could Liu Dao go crazy? There was a time when even a small swordsman didn't take him seriously? It's that boy! He was the one who ruined his life and made himself survive like a dog by wagging its tail to beg for mercy from his master!
Liu Yueqiong looked at this scene with a gloomy expression, and a sneer gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Can you avoid it by avoiding it? You don't want to see me, I have to see you today!"
Liu Yueqiong turned over and dismounted, and said calmly: "Little sword, open the way."
A slender figure shot out from behind. It was the female spiritual swordsman known as Xiaojian. She slashed out with a sword. The sword energy, which was several feet long, enveloped all four Black Wind Iron Guards.
He is so strong that he can directly catch up with the sixth level spiritual sword master!
Without the slightest surprise, the four Black Wind Iron Guards scattered and fell several feet away, their black armor cracked and bloody. This was also the result of the female spirit sword master holding back, otherwise the sword energy of the sixth-level spirit sword master would have been enough to kill them.
Four people were cut into pieces.
"Hmph." Liu Yueqiong snorted disdainfully and strode into the gate of the mansion, followed by dozens of spirit sword masters behind him.
In the front yard, nearly a hundred Black Wind Iron Guards were arrayed in order, swords drawn in their hands, and a deep chill enveloped the entire courtyard.
Liu Yueqiong stood in front of these nearly a hundred murderous iron guards without any sign of nervousness. As if he was in his own courtyard, he ignored these nearly a hundred people and stared closely at the face of the man behind the hundred-man phalanx.
A white girl wearing a tulle veil.
"Your Excellency, why did you forcefully break into the city lord's palace? Do you really not care about the Zhao royal family?" Zhang Ji said coldly, standing in front of Fang Rou and Fang Ping. After such a long period of cultivation, he has already left the sliding chair.
He acts alone, but it will take some time before his strength is fully restored.
However, Liu Yueqiong didn't seem to hear Zhang Ji's question. He stared at the white figure infatuatedly and sighed: "Beautiful, so beautiful! You are indeed worthy of being one of the two beauties in the capital. The women I have played with are nothing compared to you."
It’s just chaff!”
Zhang Ji's eyes were filled with hidden anger, and a trace of murderous intent was released.
Behind Liu Yueqiong, an old man snorted, and the Qi energy belonging to a seventh-level spiritual sword master was released, instantly covering Zhang Ji and dissipating his murderous intent.
Zhang Ji's face turned pale, his body swayed slightly, and he looked at the old man with a hint of fear in his eyes. This time, he was completely at a disadvantage in the high-level spirit sword master's qi-machine confrontation.
Liu Yueqiong seemed to be unaware, and still commented on Fang Rou, and finally shouted with a fanatical look: "Beauty, you are mine! I am going to make your decision!"
Liu Yueqiong laughed wildly, as if he had just confirmed the ownership of a beloved item.
Everyone present in the City Lord's Mansion showed a trace of anger and humiliation on their faces, glaring fiercely at Liu Yueqiong who was laughing proudly.
"Presumptuous!" Zhang Ji's face turned pale for a moment. The other party simply threw the face of their Dingbei Marquis Mansion to the ground and trampled on it. If it was normal, he would have killed this bastard Qingcheng with one sword.
Young Master, but now he cannot be impulsive. The power brought by the other party today completely suppressed their city lord's mansion, dozens of fourth-level and above spirit sword masters! This power is enough to sweep the entire Feishi City defenders.
Liu Yueqiong finally woke up from her narcissism, her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, she glanced sideways at Zhang Ji, and said with a look of disgust: "Where does this bad person come from? Dare to scold me?"
Zhang Ji deeply suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "This Governor..."
"Wait a minute!" Liu Yueqiong waved his hand: "I am not interested in who you are. It seems that you are in charge. Now I am telling you that I have fallen in love with this woman. I am here specifically to propose marriage today.
Hurry up and let her wash up and get married here tonight!"
"Bastard!" Zhang Ji was furious. This young man had repeatedly provoked him to the extreme, and he couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as the marquis was buried, these clowns jumped out and trampled on the dignity of their mansion.
, it’s not an exaggeration to say that it should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!
"You deserve to die!" Zhang Ji unsheathed his spiritual sword and slashed from a distance. A sharp sword energy spanned a distance of ten feet and struck Liu Yueqiong fiercely.
A slender figure flashed out of the thorn and stood in front of Liu Yueqiong, raising his sword to block it.
Boom! The huge impact broke several ornamental green trees in the courtyard. The female spirit swordsman groaned and took three steps back. Dots of bright red fell on her left shoulder. Zhang Ji's body swayed slightly. Although he did not retreat, the energy in his body was
The blood was boiling and his face turned slightly red.
Liu Yueqiong frowned slightly and cursed: "Trash!"
The female spirit swordsman's face turned pale, she covered her left shoulder and did not dare to say a word, lowered her head and stepped aside.
"Wei Li, kill him." Liu Yueqiong looked at Zhang Ji with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Yes." A middle-aged spirit sword master behind him stepped forward, and the aura on his body was that he was also a sixth-level spirit sword master!
Zhang Ji's eyes flashed with absolute determination, and he shouted: "Do it!"
Three fifth-level spiritual sword masters and six fourth-level spiritual sword masters behind them stepped forward at the same time and unsheathed their spiritual swords. The strange thing was that their qi instantly connected together, as if they had turned into one person, and then they all moved together.
Slashing forward, the nine sword qi condensed into a sword qi that was more than ten feet long, and its power was close to the seventh level!
"Sword formation!?" The expression of the old seventh-level spirit sword master behind Liu Yueqiong who had never made a move changed. The spirit sword at his waist was unsheathed, and a layer of black aura emerged and turned into a huge black turtle shadow to block it.
ahead.
The sword energy hit the black turtle's shadow, and the black spiritual light fluctuated violently, but it was not broken in the end, and the power of the blow was comparable to that of a seventh-level spiritual sword master.
Just when the old man's face relaxed, it immediately changed drastically, because Zhang Ji, who had been shrouded in Qi, suddenly disappeared from his spiritual sense! Then a phantom suddenly appeared in front of him, and then quickly solidified.
, it is Zhang Ji who disappeared.
At this time, Zhang Ji actually held two spiritual swords, and a silver wolf phantom appeared on one of the spiritual swords. The huge spiritual pressure made even a seventh-level spiritual sword master feel frightened.
"Phantom Wolf Sword!" the old man cried out, his face immediately turned pale, but he did not sit back and wait for death. He activated his spirit sword with all his strength, and the black turtle's shadow became more solid.
Zhang Ji held the "Illusion Wolf Sword" and stabbed it directly towards the old man's throat. The spiritual sword penetrated into the shadow of the black turtle. Two different spiritual powers of different attributes collided and rubbed against each other, making a thunderous roar. A silver ray could be seen in the air.
One black and two spiritual lights intertwined and destroyed each other, and the people around him were pushed back by the huge spiritual pressure.
"Drink!" The old man's eyes widened and he roared one last time. The tip of the spiritual sword that had been moving slowly finally stopped a finger away from his throat. Zhang Ji's arms shook violently, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.
But I can't make any progress.
"Hahahaha! Fortunately, the old injury to the Shaoyin Lung Meridian in your hand has not healed, and the sword energy cannot be activated smoothly. Now it is exhausted? Open it for me!" The old man shouted, the black aura flourished, and the black turtle fiercely
As soon as he struggled, he forced the Phantom Wolf Sword out.
Zhang Ji took seven steps back in a row, coughing up blood. Forcibly stimulating the sword energy in the unhealed meridians had severely injured his internal organs. Looking at the proud old man, Zhang Ji's face was full of bitterness, and God did not follow his wishes.
The attack he was sure to win was actually blocked by the enemy. He did not expect that the opponent was a spiritual swordsman who focused on defense, so his success fell short.
After putting him in danger twice in a row, Liu Yueqiong's eyes were full of rage, and he was too lazy to think about the consequences and shouted coldly: "Kill! Leave no one except that woman!"
Dozens of spirit sword masters behind him did not lose their minds. They would just bully the widow of the marquis who had fallen from power. If they really wanted to kill them all, I am afraid that the Zhao royal family would not let it go. After all, it was about the face of the court. But they had to defy this young man.
The Lord's order was even more unsatisfactory. Dozens of people looked at each other and bravely joined the battlefield.
Nearly a hundred swordsmen with level 3 strength had no suspense against the guards whose overall strength was level 4 or above. They were completely suppressed and their numbers were quickly reduced. If they were not familiar with fighting and cooperating on the battlefield, some of the nine spirit sword masters on our side would also have been lost.
Pressure, I'm afraid it will be completely wiped out in one encounter.
The sword energy surged in the courtyard. The old seventh-level spirit sword master stood back and did not make any more moves. The high-level spirit sword master had the reserve of a high-level spirit sword master. Zhang Ji was joined by the female spirit sword master and the middle-aged spirit sword master.
The sixth-level spirit sword masters joined forces to take over. Zhang Ji, who had not recovered from his old wounds and had new wounds, was also suppressed for a while.
Seeing that the situation was under complete control, Liu Yueqiong sneered and strode towards Fang Rou.dd