When he went west to Zhenxi Army, before the battle against Murong Feng, in Xueyong City, Li Yuanying once kicked Su Mingchuan, at that time, Li Yuanying was only Qi Tianjing, and that kick did kick the other party's chest, but it was shallow and soft, not painful or itchy, and today's kick is completely different, the strength is like a collapsed bow, and the qi is like a thunderbolt, directly penetrating the body of the deputy pavilion master of the Western Chu Sword Pavilion.

Su Mingchuan's body retreated violently, his back smashed into the cliff of Cangshan Mountain, and a huge ravine appeared in front of him, while the figure of the other party was drowned in the smoke and dust and disappeared.

At this time, the fireworks rain in the sky, returning to the blue of the past, purple bamboos fell from the sky, some had turned into powder in the air, and some fell to the ground and shattered into powder.

Li Yuanying landed lightly, and the two luck dragons, volleyed into the air, magically appeared on both sides of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, she stretched out a hand and put it on the dragon's head, and did not turn around, because Su Mingchuan's breath was still there: "Brother Hong, quickly retreat to Xueyong City to recuperate!"

Hong Xiguan slowly opened his eyes: "Your Majesty, I can still insist." ”

"Carrion gives birth to new teeth, and the bitter old meets the new year, and it is a good time to shape the body, but it can't be disturbed by a swarm of flies. Li Yuanying smiled faintly: "Go back, I still hope to see Brother Hong's demeanor when he is a big man, he will definitely be invincible." ”

Xiong Tuwei took the lead, hurried to the field, turned over and dismounted to hold the Northern Wei Fist God, and looked up to see His Majesty the Emperor who wanted to speak: "Your Majesty, who are you?"

Li Yuanying touched her stomach and coughed: "Hungry!"

Xiong Tuwei suddenly realized, and hurriedly took out a piece of steamed bread from the horseback cloth bag and handed it over.

Li Yuanying pouted, she didn't want to eat steamed buns, it didn't taste good, Xiong Tuwei never expected that at such a moment, His Majesty the Emperor still had the heart to pick and choose, and took out another piece of sauced beef.

Li Yuanying nodded and pounded the garlic, took it and took a bite of Meimei, and said vaguely: "Hurry up and retreat, stick to Xueyong City, and I will guard this place." ”

Xiong Tuwei helped Hong Xiguan onto the horse and quickly retreated towards Xueyong City, in his heart, Li Yuanying's many shortcomings were insignificant in the face of the ironclad fact of "desperate Murong Feng", but occasionally there would be a little muttering in his heart, and it was really a bit unfortunate to let a woman throw her head and spill blood.

Xiong Tuwei, the hot general of the Zhenxi Army, is a man with strong self-esteem!

Li Yuanying nibbled on beef, her cheeks bulged widely, her mouth was chewy, and the taste was silky, she hadn't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time, and His Majesty the Emperor was moved to cry!

In the west, Su Mingchuan was in a dilapidated mess, his hair that had been ironed in the past was a little scattered, behind him, the nine swords of Xichu were lined up, the long swords behind their backs each sounded softly, Fan Xiaokuai carried a long sword on his shoulder, and then backwards were all the cultivation masters of the Sword Pavilion, the Western Chu Sword Pavilion had been hidden for many years, and now the world has conquered Wei, and many forces have surfaced, it turns out that the Western Chu of the country of one place has hidden so many strengths, purely in terms of the number of cultivators, the Western Chu is absolutely the best in the world, and the Xiongnu Shenji Pavilion and the Southern Liang Sword Sect cannot compare with you, not to mention the Northern Wei Dynasty with no family and no rivers and lakes。

Li Yuanying licked her fingers, glanced at the many masters between the connection between heaven and earth, she stretched out her fingers and counted, didn't count a few times, she was already dazzled, except for Su Mingchuan, who returned to the basics, and Fan Xiaokuai, who didn't know the depths, all the masters of the Xichu Sword Pavilion, who were famous for their sword qi, released their breath without reservation, like a burning fire cloud, dyeing the entire world into a colorful and gorgeous scenery.

Fan Xiaokuai stuck the long sword on his shoulder on the ground: "It's a bit unauthentic for so many people to deal with a woman. ”

Everyone looked at Fan Xiaokuai, this is arrogant, from the direction of Li Yuanying, the breath of the people in Western Chu is full of luxury, in fact, in the eyes of everyone, the Central Plains is like a mountain in the east, and the breath of the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty on the opposite side goes straight to the heaven and earth, dazzling and unsightly, almost worthy of swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, it is rare for a woman to be so domineering.

Su Mingchuan raised his arm sleeves: "Xiao Kuai, you see that my body is dilapidated, but you still don't think it's authentic?"

Fan Xiaokuai shuddered, the joke of the deputy pavilion master was too cold, and it was not funny at all.

His Majesty the Emperor patted the head of the Qianlong beside him, waved his hand lightly, and with the roaring dragon roar, the Qianlong rolled away.

The nine swords of Xichu shouted in unison, and nine sharp swords of different colors and temperaments rose into the air together, drawing a gorgeous arc, and the sword bodies were arranged vertically and horizontally, and the sword qi chased after me, straight to the sky, and in the center of the sword qi, a colorful sword qi dragon appeared in the air, its whole body was crystal clear, and there was thunder and lightning lingering and rolling on the surface of its body.

This Jiaolong is not luck, let alone a living thing, but the condensation of the strong sword qi of the nine swords of Western Chu, connected by the hearts of the nine people, when the nine swords blocked the westward advance of the Xiongnu army, it was by virtue of such magical powers, and mediated, if it is said that Tuoba Longye alone has room for fighting and retreating against 10,000 people, the nine swords of Western Chu are completely hard-hitting, and they will not retreat.

This multicolored dragon roared past, rushed to it, and the speed was as fast as thunder, and it collided with the rolling land dragon.

Sparks were flying, dust was flying, lightning and thunder roared, and the two were entangled and fought to the death, colliding with each other, and the fight was inseparable.

Because it is arrogant and direct, it is hugely powerful, and the loud rumbling sound is continuous in front of the Xueyongguan, and the sand and gravel of the Xueyongguan in the concave shape trembles and trembles, and the sand and gravel continue to roll down.

Li Yuanying squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand, and another green dragon with the attribute of Gen rushed forward, constantly swimming on the sand and stones of the earth, not like a lucky dragon, but like a poisonous snake squinting and spitting letters. Sneak attack is the most beautiful strategic art - this is another argument of Chen Luoyan, His Majesty the Emperor...... thinks that he is right, that is, he pities the gods of all things, and wants to do that speculative thing and stealing chickens and dogs.

Dozens of masters of the Western Chu Sword Pavilion came out together, and the swords in their hands were unsheathed, facing Gen Long.

Su Mingchuan took a step forward: "Xiao Kuai, get ready!"

Fan Xiaokuai nodded, the Zizhu Great Array in Luoyang City is the killer weapon of Western Chu, and after the Zizhu Great Array, there is also a killer weapon in Western Chu, which is not someone else, it is Fan Xiaokuai who is dedicated to studying swordsmanship.

Su Mingchuan beckoned from afar, a landing short sword broke through the sand and gravel burial, and fell into his hand, his slender and slender fingers shook slightly, and a blasting sound sounded when the sand and gravel fell into the air, and the next moment, the deputy pavilion master of the Western Chu Sword Pavilion appeared in front of Li Yuanying, and a sword slashed down.

Li Yuanying held two flying swords, staggered in front of the eyebrows above his head, blocking Su Mingchuan's sword, and between the sword qi, Li Yuanying had no intention of dealing with Su Mingchuan, but looked at Fan Xiaokuai through the gap between his arms.

This unborn genius of the Western Chu Sword Pavilion put his hands on the hilt of the sword and slowly closed his eyes.