"Do you know?" Lu Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes, with a hint of anger in her eyes, "I hate good-looking women the most." ”

"Can I take your words as a compliment?" Suzaku stroked the long whip with his left hand, and smiled, extremely beautiful.

"You can also take it as a curse. Lu Jiaojiao sneered.

"Just because I'm ugly, I can't see others beautiful. Suzaku said with a hint of banter in his tone, "That's not good." ”

"Slut, look for death!" Although Lu Jiaojiao is irritable, she is not without scheming, she originally planned to make a false deal with Vermilion Bird, and then take advantage of her unpreparedness to continue to assassinate General Xue.

However, Suzaku's sentence "ugly" deeply touched her bottom line, as if the spiritual thunder in her heart had been stepped on, Lu Jiaojiao was furious, and she couldn't care about the old general Xue anymore, what the Xiao family and the Li family were, so she raised her long sword and attacked Suzaku, intending to draw a seventeen or eighteen sword on the face of this sexy beauty to vent the hatred in her heart.

Suzaku handed over the long whip to his left hand unhurriedly, and pulled out a long sword from his waist with his right hand, a whip in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and actually controlled two weapons at the same time, and he was entangled with Lu Jiaojiao.

"Old man, come here!"

Lu Chengxian was only half a step behind Lu Jiaojiao, seeing that his sister was blocked, he didn't care about her, he ran towards General Xue by himself, the long sword in his hand stabbed rapidly, turning into a turbulent tide, violent waves, the momentum was strong, compared to Lu Jiaojiao, the soldiers who were close to each other were tragically affected, regardless of the enemy and me, they were swallowed by the huge waves, and they didn't care about the subordinates of the friendly Wang Meng, and they wailed for a while, screaming for a while.

Lu Chengxian is a young leader, one hand swordsmanship is unfolded, and the idle Tianlun is not his opponent, although the old general Xue also has the Tianlun cultivation, but after all, he is old, he has a loyal liver and courage, but his physical strength is far inferior to when he was young, looking at the oncoming tide of spiritual power, he knew that he was invincible, in order not to affect the morale of the army, he still gritted his teeth and waved his sword to meet him, and the spiritual power turned into a fierce tiger in the air, roaring and rushing towards the waves.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the spiritual tiger roared as if it had really entered the sea, and was swallowed by the huge waves without resistance, Lu Chengxian's sword momentum was unhindered, and he moved forward, and soon came to General Xue.

Xue Pingxi saw that his father was in distress, and he was in a hurry, and he was about to rush to help, but Wang Meng's body was elegant, and the spear was like a dragon, entangled him to death.

Seeing that the enemy general was about to be killed by his sword, Lu Chengxian was overjoyed, and he added a little more strength to his hands, and the huge wave of spiritual power rolled away, but unexpectedly, another wave of spiritual power suddenly gushed out of the oblique stab, and the power was not under him.

The waves on both sides were violent, and under the fierce hedge, they erupted with an earth-shattering sound, which was comparable to each other, and dissipated into the air at the same time.

There are still masters in the enemy army!

Lu Chengxian was surprised, and when he looked closely, he saw a young girl appearing next to the old general.

The girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old, her skin is brighter than snow, her eyebrows are picturesque, she wears a green outfit to set off her graceful and graceful posture, and the delicate lancet in her hand flashes in the cold light in the sun, adding a bit of freedom and pride to the girl, and she is a rare and stunning beauty.

"Who are you?" Lu Chengxian said with a frown.

His interests are different from ordinary people, and when he sees beautiful women, instead of liking them, he is faintly repulsive, and his sister Lu Jiaojiao's likes and dislikes are quite similar.

"Zheng Yueting, a disciple of the Floating Flower Palace, has seen Old General Xue. "The girl who made the knife is naturally Zheng Yueting, she was born in a gang in the rivers and lakes, and she has been with a group of bold men since she was a child.

"Girl, thanks to you, otherwise the old man would have gone to see Hades. Old General Xue had palpitations, he stared at Zheng Yueting up and down for a while, only to feel that the girl was beautiful with a vigorous and heroic spirit, quite in line with his own aesthetics, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and suddenly pointed to Xue Ping in the distance and said, "Has the female doll ever promised someone? If you don't have a mother-in-law, what do you think of the kid who makes the knife?"

Not long ago, he was still beating Nangong Ling's attention, but at this time, he actually aimed at Zheng Yueting again, for Xue Pingxi's lifelong event, it can be regarded as heartbreaking.

Zheng Yueting didn't expect the old general to come out like this, her pretty face turned red, she turned her head with a smile, and the lancet in her hand pointed at Lu Chengxian, and the words of the old general Xue were gently ignored.

"Floating Flower Palace, I haven't heard of it, and I don't know where it comes from. Seeing that the two of them were talking to themselves, completely ignoring their own existence, Lu Cheng was very angry and said coldly.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't, you will get out. Zheng Yueting raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

Old General Xue laughed when he heard this, and admired the girl in green even more.

"Okay, very good, do you know who I am?" Lu Chengxian was scolded by a girl like this, where could he bear it, "A cheap little girl, dare to talk to me like this, I will cramp and peel you!"

While gritting his teeth, he waved the long sword in his hand, and once again manifested a huge wave of spiritual power, rolling and rolling in the direction where Zheng Yueting and Old General Xue were.

Zheng Yueting was not afraid, she held up the lancet and slashed it fiercely, and the platinum-grade "Eighteen Broken Waves" was unleashed, wave after wave, and one knife fiercer than another.

At the beginning, the huge waves that the two of them manifested were still equal, and after four or five moves, Lu Chengxian gradually felt that something was wrong, and the knife of the green-shirted girl opposite became stronger and stronger, and he was a little difficult to parry.

After two more moves, the "Tidal Sword Technique" was completely unable to compete with Zheng Yueting's sword momentum, Lu Chengxian didn't expect to be suppressed by a girl less than twenty years old, and couldn't help but be shocked and angry, gritting his teeth and trying to dodge, waiting for an opportunity to seek a counterattack.

Xue Pingxi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his father out of danger, and his attention returned to the battle with Wang Meng.

However, the masters compete, the victory or defeat is often between the first line, in order to save his father, Wang Meng seized the opportunity, at this time to try to turn back the situation, how easy is it to say?

Wang Meng's marksmanship is already known for its speed, occupying the initiative, and a long spear makes it even more elusive, firmly suppressing Xue Pingxi and not giving him the slightest chance to turn the tables.

"Brother Xue, are you bullying people with a treasure knife again?" Xue Pingxi was frowning, and suddenly a lazy voice came from his ears.

The spear in Wang Meng's hand was stabbing Xue Pingxi's right shoulder quickly and incompremely, and suddenly felt that the body of the spear was being pulled by an unknown force, and he involuntarily deflected the direction, brushed Xue Pingxi's arm, and stabbed into the air.

He was shocked, and hurriedly put away his gun and retreated, distanced himself from Xue Pingxi, and the stormy offensive came to an abrupt end, turning his head to look at Xue Pingxi's side.

A familiar young face appeared in front of him.

"It's you!" He instantly recognized the young man in white in front of him, who was the magical young man who rode with Shangguan Junyi that day, holding a strange black weapon in his hand, and almost killed himself.

In fact, the two met again in Cuiyu Villa later, but when Zhong Wen was masked and had been promoted to Tianlun, he naturally couldn't connect the two people together.

"Brother Zhong Wen!" Xue Pingxi was overjoyed when he saw Zhong Wen.

"Brother Xue, how many times have I told you, you have to rely on real skills to fight, and you can't rely on the advantages of weapons, otherwise it is not conducive to cultivation, why don't you listen!" Before he could open his mouth to say hello, he heard Zhong Wen say with a serious face, "Old rules, give me the treasure knife, take this pig-killing knife!"

After speaking, Zhong Wen couldn't help but say that he snatched the big knife from Xue Pingxi's hand, and stuffed a simple jet-black long knife in his hand: "Remember to return it to me when you are done." ”

As he spoke, he ignored Wang Meng, who was stunned on the side, and slipped into the crowd, and soon disappeared.

With the experience of Yuxiao Villa, how did Xue Pingxi not know that the jet-black long knife in his hand was an unborn divine weapon, and after the battle with Xiao Wuru, he was haunted by the "Dragon Slayer Knife", and he never forgot it, and he wanted to touch it again in his dreams, and now he got what he wanted, and the joy in his heart was self-evident.

"Let's come again!" With the sword in his hand, Xue Pingxi's momentum was greatly enhanced, and his whole body exuded a vertical and horizontal momentum, as if he had changed people.

......

At this time, the west gate of the imperial capital was quiet, forming a strong contrast with the south gate that was in full swing.

The Tiger Guard general at the south gate, Ying Wuji, was dressed in gold armor and stood on top of the city tower with a serious face, staring vigilantly outside the city gate.

He had just received the messenger bird and learned of the attack on the south gate, and immediately raised the alert level at the city gate to the highest level, and the city tower was neatly lined up with archers, and boxes of spiritual thunder were transported by the soldiers to the city wall, ready to meet the possible enemy attack at any time.

"There is a situation!" came the adjutant general's voice beside him.

Ying Wuji's heart tightened, and he stood on the city wall and looked into the distance.

Dense figures appeared above the horizon in the distance, and with the eyes of the Immortal Heavenly Wheel, it was possible to distinguish that some of these people were on horseback, some on foot, and there were many vehicles mixed in them, and judging from the silhouette alone, it should be an army.

Ying Wujian slowly raised his right hand, and the archers on the city tower opened their bows and arrows one after another, the metal arrows glittered in the sun, and the entire city tower was dotted with stars, and it was instantly filled with a murderous aura.

The troops below gradually approached, and soon came to a place near the city gate, and the flag in front of the team fluttered in the wind, with a large "Guan" written on it.

An armor-clad general rode out of the ranks, followed closely by a general.

"It's Guan Lin!" the lieutenant general beside Ying Wujian recognized the general below, "It should be the team transporting Xiqi's tax silver." ”

When Ying Wujian heard that it was the team transporting silver dollars, his heart was slightly relieved, but he did not completely give up his vigilance, and still carefully looked at the army below.

The horses soon came to the bottom of the city tower, Ying Wujian and Guan Lin had several relationships, and instantly confirmed the identity of the generals below, and when he was about to order the city gate to be opened, he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Guan Lin's expression seemed a little strange.

This thought involuntarily surged in his heart, just because this General Guan was pale, his brows were tightly locked, and he looked depressed, which was completely different from the character of Guan Lin he recognized.

"General Ying, since it's a team transporting tax silver, why don't you open the city gate and let them in?"

"Lord Lian!" Ying Wujian turned his head, only to see that the military department Shangshu Lian Juecheng appeared on the city tower at some point, and behind him, there stood a man in white who was about thirty years old with a cold look in his eyes.