"Go Soon"

Dugu Fang suddenly threw a steaming white teacup over.

The incident happened suddenly, the butler's head was opened on the spot, blood flowed all over his face, and his appearance was ugly, so at first glance it looked no different from a ghost.

"Roll"

Dugu, who was already in a bad mood, was even more bored when he saw this scene.

"Yes, yes......"

The butler covered his head and ran out. He couldn't figure out, well, why the city lord was angry.

"Alas"

Dugu sat on the chair with a dejected face, motionless, as if he had been drained of all his strength.

He has a secret that no one knows, that is, he is not the real Dugu Fang at all, and the real Dugu Fang has long since disappeared.

For a long time, because he was pretending to be Dugu, he was the younger brother of the Sword Saint, and no top master dared to challenge him, so he had to get by for so many years.

After using so many years, he had good qualifications, and he learned the martial arts classics of the Dugu family, and his martial arts improved very quickly, although it was not as good as the previous Dugu side, it was not bad.

However, when he encounters a top master, he still can't avoid being weak-hearted. Of course, what made him even more weak was seeing the Sword Saint, he was afraid that the Sword Saint with the best martial arts would find out about him and kill him.

"Alas, city lord, where the hell are you?"

Dugu muttered to himself, and his mind was incredible.

"City Lord, it's not good, the people of the Ming Sect have attacked"

A few fiery voices came from outside the house.

The lone side, like a cannonball, flew out, swept past a dozen quaint and atmospheric buildings, stood on the roof of a street, and just saw the scene of thousands of people killing into the Wushuang City, these people, especially the hundreds of people in front, all of them had superb martial arts, and they occupied most of the city without bloodshed.

"If you don't kill a person, take away my Wushuang City, this is Mingjiao, such a powerful sect, why haven't you heard of it before?"

Dugu Fang drew his sword in his hand, his expression was puzzled, with the strength of the Wushuang City he had in the land of Shenzhou, he had not received a little news about Mingjiao before.

"Dugu City Lord, Mingjiao Zhang Wuji came to visit."

A handsome and detached boy in Tsing Yi fell from the sky, with red lips and white teeth, and slightly raised clothes on his chest.

"You! Female"

Dugu Fang never expected that in the past ten days, the deputy sect leader of the Ming Sect, who had been defeated and retreated in the Wushuang City and destroyed the century-old foundation, was a handsome woman.

After being a city lord for so many years, a handsome woman, he has seen a lot, and it is the first time he has seen such a beautiful woman.

"Woman, what's wrong?"

The handsome boy, that is, Hu Erniang, took out a paper fan with exquisite workmanship from his sleeve, and fanned it with a smile on his face.

"Do you know who my brother is?"

Dugu Fang threw out the Sword Saint Dugu Sword to scare Hu Erniang, at this time, he couldn't do anything other than say that, there were too many people from the other party. If you go up like this, the other party is a pile, and you can also pile him to death.

"Yes, Juggernaut!"

Hu Erniang raised her empty left hand absently and pressed it down. She has done this action hundreds of times in the past ten days.

The Mingjiao disciples and the people in the rivers and lakes who have been ambushed these days have rushed up.

Swords, energy, rubble, and explosions filled this small world.

After a hundred breaths, the remnants of the resistance of Wushuang City were defeated, and those who surrendered on their knees abounded, which shows how unpopular the Dugu side is.

"You traitors! When my brother comes, they will all die. ”

Dugu, who was besieged by everyone and was crumbling, shouted angrily when he saw this scene.

"Attack Wushuang first, and then destroy the world, only I will teach Mingjiao, and martial arts will be kings"

Hu Erniang held the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife, slowly suspended into the air, and slashed down domineeringly.

A blurred, more than a dozen zhang long knife-shaped gas slashed down, and the powerful wave of qi not only destroyed a large number of buildings and roads, but also shook Dugu Fang out, spitting blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground.

Hu Erniang landed slowly with a solemn expression.

"From now on, Wushuang City will be renamed Mingjiao Wushuang Rudder"

"Yes......"

Thousands of people knelt down in unison, and the scene was spectacular.

Lying on the ground, Dugu's face was gloomy and his eyes were gloomy.

……

When night falls, the sky is like a washed blue-black coarse cloth, and the stars seem to be shimmering gold sprinkled on this coarse cloth.

Outside the Wushuang City, the three thousand Ming Sect disciples stood in the breeze with solemn expressions.

On the wooden platform more than a foot high in the middle, Hu Erniang, who still looks like a handsome boy, sits behind the table, holding a scroll in her hand, and looks at the book with a focused expression on the flickering candlelight.

Suddenly, a thousand steps away, there was a blurry figure, full of shadows, as if it would dissipate at any time.

"What people!"

Hu Erniang twisted a candle flame and threw it casually.

Well, the candle flame passed through the blurred figure, but it did not leave a trace.

Hu Erniang put down the book and her expression became solemn, she had never seen such a thing before.

The blurred figure, twisted a little, split in two, split into three...... Or even hundreds, scattered in the air and on the ground, and the scene was terrifying.

If you look closely, you will find that the back is all afterimages, and the front is the real body, a man with white hair and a majestic appearance, wrapped in infinite might, as if he wants to destroy the world.

Hu Erniang wanted to get up to meet the enemy, but found that her body couldn't move, and the air around her also gave her a feeling of solidification.

"This is the power of the Juggernaut"

At this time, how could Hu Erniang not know the identity of the other party. It's just that the other party can even fix her wind and thunder wings, which she never expected.

Rumble......

Walking in the void, his body glowing dazzlingly, the sword saint like a furnace came closer, with a majestic face without any emotion.

The three thousand Ming Sect disciples around the wooden platform, more than sixty percent of them are people from the Wushuang City Branch, seeing this scene, many people have remorse in their hearts, the Sword Saint is too strong, and even the Ming Sect Deputy Sect Master, who has fought all over the Quartet, is not an opponent, and these people can only be slaughtered.

If they could do it all over again, they wouldn't have stayed here anyway to be buried.

"Roaring ......"

Hu Erniang tried her best to forcibly open the wind and thunder wings, but no matter how she stimulated her strength, she didn't succeed. The mysterious power from the Juggernaut isolates everything.

At the last moment, a winged tiger phantom came out of the body, with the momentum of the king of beasts, and greeted it.

So, the Sword Master, Hu Erniang, and the Yuan Shen to the Yuan Shen collided together and bloomed with dazzling light.