"Dare I ask your name?"
"Qingming, Song Qingming"
The man in Tsing Yi actually revealed his name, and it seemed that he was sure that Lu Xuanlou must die.
"You are a good person, but you are a little conceited, so you talk too much. Please pay attention in the next life."
Lu Xuanlou's calm words rang out, and they fell clearly on Song Qingming's ears During the meeting, Song Qingming couldn't help but secretly laugh at Lu Xuanlou for not being able to recognize the reality.
"Today I will kill a natural warrior of the Wei Dynasty with my own hands. I am inevitably happy in my heart. I did say a lot and wasted a lot of time. It is time to send you on your way."
The long sword behind Song Qingming's back was unsheathed again, but before he could take action, Lu Xuanlou's entire body was filled with the rich aura of danger and death, and it was getting stronger.
The sudden change made Song Qingming panic. He retreated quickly, distanced himself from Lu Xuanlou, and looked at Lu Xuanlou warily.
Lu Xuanlou stood up slowly and looked at Song Qingming with a half-smile, his eyes were cold and his murderous intention was particularly decisive.
Looking at Lu Xuanlou’s fearless appearance, Song Qingming was puzzled as to what kind of terrifying methods Lu Xuanlou had, which actually made him feel suffocated.
"Just leave if I tell you to. Why don't you listen to others' advice?"
Lu Xuanlou shook his head repeatedly, his tone full of helplessness.
In Song Qingming’s horrified eyes, a huge bronze portal appeared behind Lu Xuan Tower, which was powerful and majestic.
Song Qingming's heart trembled violently, as if trying to break free from the shackles of his chest; the long sword in his hand trembled violently, emitting bursts of mournful screams, as if he was afraid of some terrifying existence.
A supreme coercion descended from the sky, and Song Qingming could not resist it. He crawled on the ground, and the long sword in his hand was overwhelmed and broke into countless pieces.
As the bronze door slowly opened, the shadow of the door became thinner and thinner. When the door was completely opened, the door had disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
"Is it an illusion?"
Song Qingming muttered to himself, but the fragments of the sword at his feet told him that the bronze portal really existed.
While Song Qingming was distracted, Lu Xuanlou's body slowly floated up and stopped in mid-air. The space behind him rippled like drizzle falling into a lake, and each piece of spiritual weapon was Emerged from the void, densely covered with moonlight, floating quietly behind Lu Xuanlou.
"Death"
Lu Xuanlou's cold voice sounded, and a spiritual soldier shot through the air, and then tens of thousands of spiritual soldiers passed through the border like locusts, killing Song Qingming.
Song Qingming did not dare to be careless at all. He gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turned it into a spiritual energy shield to protect him.
Between the lightning and flint, several spiritual soldiers hit the spiritual energy shield, flew around, and penetrated into the ground. Before Song Qingming was happy, countless spiritual soldiers hit the spiritual energy shield. on, pushing him to slide backwards.
"What's going on? Could it be that he was bluffing?"
Over time, Song Qingming also discovered clues. TheseAlthough there are many spiritual soldiers, they are not of high quality, making it extremely difficult to cause harm to him, and even more difficult to break through the defense of the spiritual energy shield.
But until the last spiritual weapon hit the spiritual energy shield, he was still unscathed and only consumed a lot of spiritual energy. Song Qingming had to suspect that Lu Xuanlou was bluffing.
"Thousands of spiritual soldiers, His Highness the King of Shu is so generous. But if this is His Highness the King of Shu's back-up plan, it would make people laugh."
Remove the defensive cover , Song Qingming's soldiers did not take action against Lu Xuanlou, but looked at the soldiers all over the ground and taunted him.
"Of course not." Lu Xuanlou smiled.
"I guess not."
Song Qingming said, "The pressure just now was hard for me to resist. I guess that was the real back-up plan of King Shu."< /p>
"Guess it"
Lu Xuanlou's real back-up plan is to detonate tens of thousands of spiritual soldiers together, changing quantitatively to qualitatively, giving the opponent a fatal blow.
Although that terrifying coercion was not Lu Xuanlou’s killer move, its appearance undoubtedly told Lu Xuanlou that there must be higher-level weapons deep in the heavenly treasure house, even legendary gods. soldiers.
"Yes or no, you will know once you try it."
As Song Qingming spoke, he reached out and grabbed a third-level spiritual sword, preparing to kill Lu Xuanlou.
"You dare to touch my king's things, you really don't know whether to live or die."
Lu Xuanlou snorted coldly, his tongue burst with spring thunder, and he drank two words.
"Army Dissolution"
Song Qingming felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He threw out the spirit sword in his hand and stepped back. The third-level spiritual sword cannot hurt him, but the third-level spiritual sword weapon is another matter.
But Song Qingming did not know that Lu Xuanlou was not trying to destroy the third-level spiritual sword, but all the spiritual soldiers. Now that the ground is covered with spiritual soldiers, there is no place for him to hide.
"Boom"
A huge roar sounded, and all the spiritual soldiers exploded instantly, and the fragments of the spiritual soldiers shot out in all directions. , the power contained in the spiritual soldiers drowned Song Qingming in an instant, only to see the waves surge into the sky, the earth trembled and the mountains shook, flowers and trees broke, pavilions and pavilions fell to the ground, and the Shu Prince's Mansion was in ruins and in a mess.
Lu Xuanlou did not stop there. One hundred thousand spiritual soldiers appeared behind him again, and they all rushed towards the place where Song Qingming was, and they were disbanded again.
"Boom"
A loud noise came like thunder, deafening, and a mushroom cloud rose from the Prince of Shu's Mansion. The formations arranged around the Prince of Shu's Mansion instantly collapsed, and the entire Daliang City seemed to They were all trembling, alarming countless people. Several streams of light swept out from the Wei Palace and went straight to the Shu Palace.
"Whoops"
After the explosion, the dust covered the sky and sun, making it impossible to see. Lu Xuanlou waved his hand to let the dust settle, and then he saw a stream of light rising into the sky and falling straight down. After entering Daliang City, all that was left was a pool of blood and a token whose material could not be seen.
"Not even death"
Despite the destruction of 100,000 spirit weapons, Song Qingming was still able to escape, which surprised Lu Xuanlou.
"Gathering"
Countless fragments of spiritual soldiers floated up, turning into cold rays of light that circulated in the Prince of Shu's palace. They returned to their original appearance in the blink of an eye, and then dissipated between heaven and earth, returning to the arsenal of heaven. .
After doing all this, Lu Xuanlou put away the token, moved the sky walk, and rushed out in the direction Song Qingming left.
After Lu Xuanlou left, several streams of light fell into the Shu Palace. They were really masters of the Wei Palace. The leader was wearing black armor and a ferocious beast mask, and his aura was extremely powerful.
"Inform the Daliang Mansion to immediately blockade the Prince of Shu's Mansion. The others will follow me to protect the Prince of Shu and hunt down the assassins."
After searching for a whole night in Daliang City, Lu Xuanlou failed. After finding Song Qingming, he had to go back home.
In the Prince of Shu's palace, Luzhu cried heartbrokenly. Seeing that Lu Xuanlou had come back unharmed, she couldn't help crying but laughing. However, when she saw that Lu Xuanlou's whole fist was covered in blood and flesh, and his two fingers were covered with bones, He will cry again.
Looking at Luzhu's pear blossoms with rain, Lu Xuanlou felt tenderness in his heart. He stretched out his hand to stroke Luzhu's tears, and with some sweet words, Luzhu turned from sadness to joy.
"By the way, where are the corpses of the assassins?"
Lu Xuanlou only remembered to chase Song Qingming, but he forgot to check the corpses of the assassins.
"After you left, the Daliang Mansion led people to explore the site. Before leaving, they took away the assassin's body and weapons." Lu replied.
"That's fine, I'll go to the Daliang Mansion office and talk about something."
Lu Xuanlou looked at the ruins of the Shu Prince's Mansion and ordered Luzhu to say "This palace is now in ruins. I'm afraid I can't stay here anymore. Please come with me." Please remember to bookmark it. The latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft