Forcibly suppressing the sword energy in his body, Yelu Guanyinnu got up and chased after him. After running two or three miles, he met Lu Xuanlou.
Lu Xuanlou asked calmly, "General Yelu, he succeeded in killing Jianmeng."
Yelu Guanyin slave told the previous story in detail, leaned over to apologize and said, "The last general did something bad." , please punish me."
Lu Xuanlou said calmly, "The sword is born from the heart and cannot be defended. Jianmeng once used this swordsmanship to make me fall into trouble. General Yelu was unaware of it and was plotted by Jianmeng. , It’s not the general’s fault.”
“Although Jianmeng escaped, he was seriously injured in the battle with the last general and was as weak as a crossbow, and he was determined not to go far.”
Yelü Guanyinnu raised his hands and said, "I will search for traces now. I will definitely take the head from the neck and present it to His Highness."
"No need."
Lu Xuanlou shook his head and said, " The matter of Jianmeng is my own. Go to the tower immediately, assist General Futu, kill Bai Xingjian, and then seek Zongdao and Jianxuan."
"The last general takes orders"
p>Yelü Guanyinnu took the order and left. Lu Xuanlou approached a courtyard, pushed open the courtyard door, and stepped inside. A sword light suddenly came.
Lu Xuanlou did not panic. He slowly stretched out his hand and clamped the sword light between his two fingers. With a slight exertion of his fingers, the sword light instantly shattered.
After shattering the sword light, Lu Xuanlou stepped into the courtyard, and saw Jian Meng standing with a sword. His goose-yellow sword clothes were stained with blood, and he looked very embarrassed. However, Jian Meng's figure was tall and straight. , standing like a sword, the whole body is filled with sword energy, shining brightly.
"The girl is indeed a swordsman"
Lu Xuanlou smiled, then walked forward, a few feet in front of Jian Meng, stopped, his eyes were shining. Flashing, undisguised admiration.
Ichijie, who practiced virtual sword cultivation, not only injured Nirvana Warrior, but even escaped in the end. How can it not be amazing?
The appearance of Lu Xuanlou, no longer a dream of swordsmanship It was expected, but Jianmeng couldn't be happy at all.
It is true that Lu Xuanlou is also a martial artist and is not as strong as Yelu Guanyinnu. However, Jianmeng has fought with Lu Xuanlou many times, but has never defeated Lu Xuanlou once, and Lu Xuanlou is not as good as her. It can be said that he knows everything.
Jian Meng shook his head slightly, discarded the distracting thoughts in his mind, and united his mind. He pointed the broken sword at Lu Xuan Tower, and regained his energy in his heart. The momentum reached its peak in an instant, and the sword energy behind him was like white frost covering the earth.
Lu Xuanlou curled his lips and said, "When the girl sees me, she points her sword at me. She doesn't seem to think that I am a friend."
Jian Meng said in a condensed voice, "You and I are not friends in the first place."
"Heroes cherish each other and should be friends." Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "I regard the girl as a hero, and the girl should regard me as a hero."
Jian Meng said disdainfully, "Kill someone." The butcher who slaughtered the city is also worthy of being called the heroic King of Shu, shameless."
"Everything right or wrong comes from the human heart."
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "You and I have different positions and different thoughts. Wrong and wrong are different, right and wrong, everyone has their own hearts and minds, why should the girl use this to slander this king?"
"It's not enough to talk about it, but there is nothing more we can say between you and me."
Jian Meng said coldly, "Let's draw the sword."
"When the girl was completely victorious, she was no match for this king."
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "The girl fought with Yelu Guanyin slave before and was severely injured. Now she is just trying to force her strength. How can I be the king?" Opponent"
Jian Meng said in a deep voice, "You will know whether you are right or wrong only after fighting."
"I regard the girl as a friend and have no intention of fighting with her, let alone harming her. Life."
Lu Xuanlou said, "As long as you promise not to interfere in the battle between Wei and Chu, I will not embarrass the girl."
"I will accept my order," Jian Meng shook his head.
"The girl has entered the realm of clear sword heart, the future is as bright as the sea, and the future is long."
Lu Xuanlou said, "Wei is strong and Chu is weak, and the people of Chu should perish. Why should the girl pay for this?" "My fortune and my life are at stake."
Jian Meng said seriously, "There are things a real man does and things he doesn't do. Although Jian Meng is a woman, she has great righteousness in her heart and cannot bear to see the beautiful mountains and rivers fall into pieces."
"The mountains and rivers of the Chu people are like bubbles, which will burst at the touch of a touch. What kind of beautiful mountains and rivers are they?"
"When the Wei Dynasty destroys Chu, unifies the Eastern Wasteland, and creates a unique peaceful and prosperous age, the girl will know what to do." Towering mountains and rivers."
Lu Xuanlou said with a smile, "That's why the girl shouldn't die today. If you retreat now, let this be past."
However, Jianmeng remained unmoved and kept silent. He said, "The reason why sword cultivators are sword cultivators is not only because they have the strongest killing power, but also because sword cultivators are unyielding and know that they are defeated, but they still have to use their swords."
"Jianmeng came out today. Sword, it’s not because Jian Meng is not afraid of death, but I’m telling you one thing, that is, I, Jian Meng, do not approve of what the Wei Dynasty has done.”
In the small courtyard, the black clothes were filled with cold. The wind was blowing high, the goose-yellow sword clothes were full of sword energy, and the sound of the swords was like ten thousand bells ringing in unison.
Lu Xuanlou did not persuade Jianmeng to retreat in the end, so a sword showdown was inevitable.
The sound of swords clashing is the most beautiful piece of music in the world, because that piece of music is built on the strings of life and death, and every collision is the ultimate horror and beauty between life and death.
At this moment, Lu Xuanlou disliked this sound very much. He wanted to cut off this noisy sound with his sword and make it stop suddenly.
However, he couldn't do it.
His sword was suppressed by Jian Meng's Broken Sword.
Whether it is mobilizing spiritual energy or performing sword skills, it takes a certain amount of time. That time is extremely short, but Jianmeng used her airtight sword to suppress the movement of her spiritual energy.
Only fast and unbreakable martial arts in the world
When Jian Meng was seriously injured, Jian Meng made the most correct choice. The sword fell like mist, and Lu Xuanlou was forced to fight with the sword. Dream sword.
The swords of both of them were too fast, without any thinking. All the slashes were the instincts of the body bursting out between the lightning and flint. They seemed to be unorganized, but they were extremely dangerous.
Lu Xuan TowerAfter hastily accepting the attack, he forcibly stopped the retreating figure.
The two stood opposite each other, with lights and shadows lingering in front of them. His movements were extremely small, without the slightest opening or closing, because even a little extra movement would be taken advantage of by the other party.
The air between them was also broken by the long sword, exploding a string of bright sword lights, which were fireworks that were suddenly born and extinguished in an instant. In the shadow, flowers are blooming for one moment, and then they all disappear in the next moment.
Jianmeng drew his sword with such fierce force that it almost made Lu Xuanlou breathless, but she did not panic. Lu Xuanlou knew very well that what Jianmeng mentioned at this moment was just a word. It's just breath. When this breath runs out, Jian Meng will naturally be defeated.
Jian Meng was still chopping desperately, vibrating the broken sword like a dragonfly flapping its wings with all its strength.
The wound burst open and blood spurted out, dyeing the sword and clothes red and goose-yellow. However, Jianmeng didn't seem to notice it. He still drew the sword from the injury, and the sword shadow was densely covered, submerging Lu Xuan Tower.
However, at this moment, the broken sword was overwhelmed and shattered again.
This sword had been broken before, and now it was broken again, making it difficult to slash. The sword in Jian Meng's heart was finally broken. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft