"Your Excellency stopped me in my way just to say this, so please get out of the way."

Simon said coldly.

Hearing Ximen's words blowing snow, Qingwu Hou's gloomy face became even more ugly.

He didn't expect a killer to dare to take him so indifferently.

He is the Marquis of Qingwu

One of the four war marquis.

Although the Marquis of Emperor Wu is recognized as the first marquis, they can become one of the four marquis, and their strength and ability are not ordinary.

A killer of the [Blue Dragon Society] actually ignored him so much Qingwu Hou.

How could he not be angry.

"Ximen Blowing Snow, your Qinglong will kill in Jingshi for no reason, just want to leave like this, do you think Jingshi is somewhere else?"

Qingwu Hou suppressed his anger and said coldly.

"Killers, only those who are on a mission."

Simon Blowing Snow said very simply.

After the Great Zhou Dynasty ruled the world, it did not ban weapons, but let its rivers and lakes develop on their own.

Over the years, it has become less binding.

Now in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, the forces of the rivers and lakes have vaguely become the overlords of one side, and they already have the power to challenge the local governments.

Previously, the Kyoshi had been stable.

However, in recent years, some forces have entered the Jingshi, coupled with the competition for power among the nine princes of the Jingshi, and the control of the Jingshi over the rivers and lakes has also become relaxed.

The Marquis of Emperor Wu died a tragic death.

As war marquises, they went to meet the triumvirate of the military department.

However, the three giants of the military department said that His Majesty had said before the retreat that the affairs of the rivers and lakes would be managed by the Department of Suppression, and the Department of Pacification would not be able to manage them, so it would be the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

That is, let them handle it themselves.

His Majesty is in retreat.

They could not knock on His Majesty.

can only unite with the ministers of the court and the central government, and prepare to raise the matter when the Nine Emperors are deliberating.

However, the Nine Emperors' deliberations had to be postponed because of the Great Prince's retreat.

This made Qingwu Hou and them very aggrieved.

So when he knew that the [Blue Dragon Society] Ximen Fuxue appeared, the three warlords heard the news.

The Qingwu Marquis Mansion is the closest to here, so I was the first to come.

He wants to get the whereabouts of Yan Thirteen from Ximen Blowing Snow.

Although Emperor Wuhou's head was cut off, the last blow was Yan Shisan.

Therefore, Yan Thirteen must be left behind, and Yan Thirteen must be used to sacrifice Emperor Wuhou.

"You people are too presumptuous, I want to see what you are capable of?"

Qingwu Hou's jade-like face became cold, and his eyes stared at Ximen Blowing Snow.

Call!

He waved his palm

A cyan light slipped from his right hand.

It was a bronze mace.

Although the face of the Marquis of Qingwu is like a crown of jade, he has a lot of strength, and among the four war marquises, he uses bronze maces as weapons.

He didn't underestimate Simon blowing snow.

The sword path on the opponent's body is very strong.

He may not be able to take down the other party.

But he didn't need to take down the other party, the other two war marquis should have already arrived.

One of the four war marquis has gone, so the three war marquis have formed an alliance at this moment, and the city is one.

At this time

Above the tall buildings.

Yan Shisan looked at the situation on both sides and said, "This Qingwu Hou's strength is not ordinary, let's not let others disturb their battle!" ”

"I'm going to stop the Marquis of Zhongwu!"

After speaking, Yan Shisan's figure turned into an afterimage and galloped away.

On the side, Ye Gucheng's figure also followed.

He wanted to stop the Marquis of Yuwu, one of the three major war marquises, and prevent them from disturbing the battle of Ximen Blowing Snow.

This moment

Many powerful warriors gathered on the side.

"This Ximen Blowing Snow doesn't look like a killer, how can a killer be so upright and bright!"

One of them whispered.

"Maybe Ximen Fuxue is very confident in himself, that's why it's like this!"

The person on the side said.

"Confident, even if he escapes in front of the Qingwu Marquis, the other marquis will come, not to mention that the people of the Zhenfu Division are not jealous."

One spoke.

"The strength of the other party is not simple, and if you dare to do this, you must have confidence!"

"This person has a strong sword intent, his eyes are cold and ruthless, he is definitely a master at the peak of swordsmanship, such a person definitely has hole cards!"

Some martial artists were able to sense the fierce sword aura on Ximen Chuixue's body.

Compared with the Qingwu Hou who is familiar to the public, more people are commenting on the Ximen blowing snow that has just appeared.

At this time

Qingwu Hou, with the bronze mace in his hand, burst out with a fierce aura on his body.

The ferocious aura was like a tiger, and it pressed towards the west gate with violent force to blow snow.

The sword momentum on Ximen Blowing Snow burst out.

Resist the momentum.

His eyes also became sharp, this Qingwu Hou's strength is not simple.

"Divine power, heavenly tiger!"

Qingwu Hou's cold voice appeared in everyone's ears.

Compared with the others, as the overlord of the battlefield, Qingwu Hou took the lead in suppressing the other party in terms of momentum, and did his best as soon as he made a move.

There are no reservations.

The bronze mace was raised, and the terrifying and ferocious aura condensed on the bronze mace, and a violent tiger was formed.

Looking at the fierce aura that erupted from the other party's hands.

In the depths of Simon Blowing Snow's eyes, a touch of surprise emerged.

Only by fighting such a strong man can you improve your kendo.

Ximen blows snow, but he has dedicated his life to swordsmanship.

"Sword momentum, one sword to break the sky!"

After Simon Fuxue entered this world, his only wish was to break through the gate of heaven with a sword, so he created a divine power, a sword to break the sky,

Sword out

Heaven and earth suddenly lost color.

The huge sword qi condensed in the air, like an Optimus Pillar.

The exuding breath makes people's hearts flutter.

For a while, while the fierce aura was permeating, Menghu took shape and pounced.

On one side, the sword aura is like a pillar, and it is extremely powerful

Before the two forces came into contact, the heavens and the earth surged and formed a storm

The eyes of those watching the battle were horrified.

rumble

The two made a move at the same time

The sword light collided with Menghu's claws.

Menghu was slashed by the sword qi and swept towards him.

Qingwu Hou spurted out a mouthful of blood, the light in his eyes flashed, and he snorted; "Menghu Jin Gangqi!"

A violent aura appeared all around him.

The sword qi crackled in the gang qi.

Shatter the gas.

But it was blocked by the bronze mace in his hand.

And the body is shocked and flew out.

Looking at Ximen Blowing Snow with a horrified look, his divine momentum was shattered by the opponent's sword.

He also cracked his anger.

If it weren't for the bronze gong to resist, he would probably be seriously injured by the opponent's sword.

"Kill you!"

Ximen Fuxue didn't kill the other party with a sword, his body did not slow down in the slightest, his footsteps moved, and his body instantly turned into an afterimage and went towards the other party.

The long sword in his hand slashed out again.

"If you want to kill me, you don't have that qualification!"

Although the situation is critical, but the Marquis of Qingwu is the warlord of the empire, how could he not have any other means, and a ruthless look broke out in his eyes.

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the bronze mace in his hand.

The bronze mace quickly absorbed his blood.

"Tiger roar, boom!"

The true qi in the body quickly poured into the bronze gong, and with the explosion of true qi, a Menghu also rushed out of the bronze gong.

As soon as Menghu came out, he roared lowly, forming a terrifying wave of aura. And the claws erupted with a terrifying aura, slashing towards the sword light.

A sword slashed out of the West Gate to blow snow, and his body was shaken back by this wave of qi.

The sword qi that erupted was also blocked.

"This weapon is not ordinary, it looks like this is your last resort!"

Ximen Fuxue looked at Qingwu Hou and said coldly.