Lu Xiaofeng rarely has any enemies, nor does he have the kind of opponent who is so painful that he wishes to tear the other party into pieces to vent his hatred.

But for the first time today, he had the urge to put the person in front of him to death.

This man is not his enemy, and he is even...barely his friend.

How to...

If he doesn't die, once Ximen Chuxue meets him, Ximen Chuxue will die.

Su Jing's words were not only his words, but also Lu Xiaofeng's own guess. Ximen Chuxue is now in the most fragile period of his life, and it is too difficult for him to face enemies that he may not be able to defeat at his peak.

It is precisely because he knows Ximen Chuxue's strength that Lu Xiaofeng clearly knows that the strength of the flying immortal in the sky is not something that Ximen Chuxue can resist now.

so……

"Sorry, Ye Gucheng, since you insist on rebelling, I have to ask you to die here."

"Very good. Although I can't compete with Ximen Chuxue, Lingxi Yizi, who had resisted me, is also very interested in comparing with you again."

Ye Gucheng had a smile on his face. Although Lu Xiaofeng insisted on being an enemy of him for some reason, the murderous intent in his eyes could not be faked. Since he wanted to kill him, he naturally would not retreat.

"Then... come on."

Lu Xiaofeng slowly uncovered the mask on his face. He knew many friends, among which Sikong Zhaixing was very good at disguise. No matter how cynical he was, when he came into contact with Supreme Power, he had to obey orders and use the face of His Majesty today to make a human skin mask.

No matter how unruly and unruly they are, as long as they are from this world, they must bow down to the supreme power of this world!

Not to mention Sikong Zhaixing, even Lu Xiaofeng is no exception.

And watching Lu Xiaofeng slowly take off her mask, take off her royal robe, revealing the familiar outfit inside.

Obviously, he has come prepared.

Ye Gucheng also slowly drew out his ancient long sword. The rebellion failed and there was no place for him to live in the world. In the future, Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, would probably become a rat crossing the street and everyone would be beating him.

But before dying, even if you can't compete with Ximen Chuxue, it would be a great pleasure to have a fight with Lu Xiaofeng, right?

Even Ye Gucheng couldn't help but wonder, was he eager to kill me, because he was trying not to let me die at the hands of those villains?

Otherwise, Lu Xiaofeng has never been a person who likes to kill people. So it seems that he is still considering himself?

Thinking of it, a look of gratitude appeared in Ye Gucheng's heart.

All I can say is a wonderful misunderstanding.

Lu Xiaofeng shouted loudly and said, "Come on!"

"Pick me up with the flying fairy outside the sky, Lu Xiaofeng!"

In today's martial arts world, the two with the highest martial arts skills start to fight directly in this narrow study.

The prince of Pingnan did not have such good luck. He was taken down by Wei Yun who suddenly appeared and shouted: "You are bold and rebel, but you can't surrender quickly?"

At this time, the real emperor slowly walked out of the dark room.

Everything is at your control.

And at this time.

Under the bright moonlight, a white shadow passed by lightly in the air, as free as a bird, rushing towards the Nanshu Room lightly but quickly. Although he didn't know where Ye Gucheng was, he could use the swordsman's natural intuition and the sound of the guards in his ears to notice that Ye Gucheng should be in the direction he was rushing towards.

And behind Ximen Chuxue.

A clumsy figure like a fat chicken followed behind him, in a mess, but he finally didn't lose it. Instead, he persisted and refused to let go.

"Since you don't want to tell me the whereabouts of Ye Gucheng, why should you follow me again?"

Ximen Chuxue looked back and saw that this kid was indeed talented and had gained Lu Xiaofeng's light skills in just two or three days. He had already seen the way. Although his posture was still clumsy, in terms of speed, it was completely impeccable.

"Because I don't want you to meet Ye Gucheng!"

Su Jing reluctantly followed Ximen Chuxue's back with a serious expression on his face and shouted: "Do you really want to make your child lose his father just because of your sword?"

"But today I am here to accept the challenge, so naturally I cannot return without success."

"What if I'm your opponent?"

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, saying, "I have been curious about the sword technique of the God of Swords for a long time."

As he said that, a slim figure slowly walked out of the darkness. Isn’t it Murong Ruo?

With a solemn look on her face, she stared at Ximen Chuxue, who was standing with a sword in her hand, and said, "I once heard that a peerless swordsman must be a worthy opponent if the sword is unsheathed. Now that Ye Gucheng is not here, I want to learn the sword god's skill."

Su Jing said in surprise: "Miss Murong, what are you doing?"

"I said it all, I was just happy to see the hunt."

Murong Ruo gave Su Jing a wink. Although he didn't say it clearly, the implication was that you asked me to help you stop Ximen Chuxue? Then, wouldn't I be the best choice to challenge him personally?

Su Jing smiled bitterly and thought to himself that even though your strength is much stronger than when you met me, how could it be Ximen Chuxue's opponent?

"Okay, Mr. Su, you don't have to stop me. I have already had such thoughts. It would be fine if I didn't have the chance, but now that I have the chance, I naturally can't let him pass by easily."

Murong Ruo smiled and pulled the guard uniform on his body, saying, "After all, I have to be worthy of my skin, right? Is the responsibility, senior, please give me advice."

She whispered, pulled out the sword in her hand and said, "Although Murong Ruo is a woman, she also has the intention to compete for the swordsmanship. Now that she can meet the swordsmanship seniors, whether in public or private, she may not be allowed to pass by the hero easily."

Ximen Chuxue's eyes lit up. Looking at Murong Ruo standing with a sword, she exclaimed: "Female swordsmen are rare. It's so pure that you are even rarer. Good, let's take action. For Su Jing's sake, you will save your life!"

Su Jing was stunned and said in surprise: "I have such a big face?"

He hurriedly winked at Murong Ruo and signaled her to slowly procrastinate, and it would be better to drag Ximen Chuxue here.

Murong Ruo ignored Su Jingli and smiled and said, "Thank you! This sword is a soul soldier given by his master. It is fused with the dire wolf spirit. It was injured by this sword. The wound was frozen and exploded, making it extremely difficult to heal. Be careful, senior!"

As he said that, the sword was unsheathed.

Above the sword, soft light gradually emitted.

"Soul Soldier? Unheard of..."

Ximen Chuxue murmured.

And at this time.

"I have ten styles of love, the first one, I am in love with you, please give me advice!"

Murong Ruo shouted in a coquettish voice and jumped toward Ximen Chuxue.

But the sword is lingering and sad, like a slash but not a slash, just like a 28-year-old woman who first met a man who fell in love with her, but she wanted to go up but couldn't move forward...

Before the sword arrived, a gentle sword intent had already spread.

“Huh?”
Chapter completed!