Zongwu: My ancestor forced me to marry Li Hanyi!

Chapter 40 Because You Are From Xueyue City
Chapter 40: Because you are from Xueyue City

"Lei Wujie, you bastard!"

Xiao Se was lucky to step on the clouds, and ran around chicly when Yu Ruyi flew over.

Although he has no martial arts, he can't bounce the flying sword away with one move.

But his qinggong is excellent, it is impossible for Feijian to hurt him for a while.

But Lei Wujie, who wanted to fight, felt dizzy.

"Is this Imperial Sword Art?"

He loved listening to Jianghu legends since he was a child, so he had naturally heard of this kind of swordsmanship.

It is said that the person who can use this sword control technique has reached the level of a sword fairy.

But the young man in front of him was clearly just a boy of his own size, and Lei Wujie felt a strong sense of frustration for the first time.

However, at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much.

Because the finger wrap is too difficult to wrap around.

Lei Wujie's several punches were all in vain, but his body was left with several scars by the flying sword.

Xiao Se ran to Lei Wujie's side: "Lei Wujie, let me tell you, are you particularly depressed now?"

"what?"

Lei Wujie was busy in a stalemate with the flying sword, already sweating profusely.

"I thought that if I was a young hero, I would be invincible when I walked the rivers and lakes.

You can meet people who are stronger than you. "

Xiao Se turned sideways, avoiding the jade ruyi again.

At this time, Lei Wujie's red clothes had already been cut open many wounds.

Xiao Se frowned slightly, and said: "Fortunately, this one was just bought casually on the side of the road, so it's a pity if it's broken.

Lei Wujie, if you defeat him, I will give you a piece of Phoenix Fire, which is exactly the same as the previous one! "

After hearing this, the young and energetic Lei Wujie put his hand on the long sword slung around his waist.

The name of the sword is Tingyu.

Silver Moon Spear, Tingyu Sword, and Shocking Thunder Knife.

Once these three weapons were equally famous in Jianghu, because they were held in the hands of three young people who would become famous all over the world in the future.

Spear fairy Sikong Changfeng, sword fairy Li Hanyi, and wine fairy Baili Dongjun.

Ting Yujian seemed to feel the call of his old friend at this time, and rang out in the sword box, the sword body moved faintly, and almost got out of its sheath by itself.

Lei Wujie had never felt such strong fluctuations.

There was a faint sound of dark thunder at the hilt of the sword.

He held the sword hilt tightly, and at the same time, his clothes swelled instantly, the red clothes fluttered, and his eyes became extremely blazing.

The burning technique protected him from the flying sword's damage.

He shouted: "Look at the sword!"

Wushuang looked at this posture, his pupils shrank, and there was some anticipation in his heart.

He could feel the faint sound of thunder on the hilt of the sword.

What kind of power will this sword have when it is pulled out?
So his expression became serious.

Put your fingers on the sword box, ready to release three swords at any time.

However, Lei Wujie still emptied out!

He tried his best to pull out the hilt of the sword, but he was stunned, but saw the empty palm.

When Wushuang completed his drawing of the sword, the three swords came out together.

They are Yun Shuo, Qing Shuang, and Feng Xiao respectively.

Lei Wujie was stunned for a second, then suddenly jumped up high.

Because the three flying swords flew towards him at the same time.

The speed is so fast that he can only dodge.

But the swift flying sword still made him bleed.

"Lei Wujie, what are you thinking?"

Xiao Se sighed.

Wushuang also froze for a few seconds when he realized that Lei Wujie hadn't drawn out his sword.

When he came back to his senses and wanted to take back the flying sword, the sword had already hurt Lei Wujie.

He meant it just for fun and didn't want to hurt anyone.

So he hooked his fingers lightly, and the five flying swords returned to the sword box at the same time.

"What's your name?"

Wushuang looked at the young man in red in front of him and asked.

"Lei Wujie!"

He had already announced his name just now, it seems that the boy didn't listen at all.

"Lei Wujie?"

"I don't seem to have heard of it?"

Wushuang looked at his senior brother.

"Well, this name is not famous, it's not that you have a bad memory."

After hearing this, Lei Wujie felt the wound on his body hurt even more.

"Hey, my sword won't hurt the unknown. Boy, you must be famous for thousands of miles in the future."

"Brother, I'm done playing."

"I'll leave it to you next."

Wushuang closed the sword case, stood up, and walked leisurely to the side of the leader in black.

"The great disciple of Wushuang City, Lu Yudi."

The leader in black walked towards Lei Wujie.

Lei Wujie is ready to fight: "Lei Wujie, Leijiabao Xueyue City, Leijiabao, Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall."

"Your name is really long enough, it's okay to scare others."

With a wave of Lu Yudi's spear, he soared like a dragon.

"and many more."

Lei Wujie blushed and shouted to stop.

Lu Yudi frowned, and retracted his spear.

He looked at this Xueyue City disciple suspiciously.

"That...why are we fighting?"

Lei Wujie scratched his head and asked puzzledly.

Lu Yudi was stunned for a moment, he felt that this young man in red must have a bad memory just like his junior brother Wushuang.

"Because you are from Xueyue City!"

Lu Yudi took it for granted.

"No, even if I am from Xueyue City."

"But we have no grievances, why do you want to put people to death?"

Lei Wujie saw that Lu Yudi's shot didn't leave half a point. It's not like he can't fight anymore, but why should he fight to the death?
In Lu Yudi's heart, he represents Wushuang City.

As a disciple of Xueyue City, this young man in red naturally represents Xueyue City.

The battle between Peerless City and Xueyue City is a battle of honor, so naturally they must go all out.

But what the boy in red said made sense.

The two have no grievances or enmities, why put him to death?

Wang Rensun has been watching these young people for a long time, all he wants is that they don't go up the mountain.

It has nothing to do with him who dies and who forgets.

Until Ye Tian and his party flew down from the mountain.

Wang Rensun opened his eyes.

"Brother, is this monk?"

Wushuang first saw the elegant and elegant monk in white clothes.

"Ah."

Lu Yudi clenched the long spear tightly in his hand, and the disciples of Wushuang City who had not dismounted behind him were all waiting in line.

Always ready to charge forward.

"The excitement on the mountain is over, but I didn't expect that the mountain is quite lively."

Wuxin waved his long sleeves and flew into the wind.

Seeing that Lei Wujie was injured, Li Hanyi frowned slightly.

"Why did you come here?"

There was a trace of blame in her tone, a trace of worry.

"Master... Master!"

Lei Wujie was a little embarrassed, as if he had embarrassed his master.

"Who hurt you like this?"

Li Hanyi asked coldly, her tone sounded a little angry.

However, before Lei Wujie could answer, she had already noticed the man carrying the sword box.

"Unexpectedly, after a hundred years, there is finally another person who can open the sword box in Wushuang City."

"Sword Immortal Xueyue!"

Lu Yudi hastily stepped forward and bowed his hands.

"I am the eldest disciple of Wushuang City, Lu Yudi."

"I don't know that this young man is the apprentice of the Sword Immortal, but he accidentally missed and hurt him."

He didn't expect Xueyue Sword Immortal to come here too.

Although Wushuang City's face is important, but he is very clear that their group is not Li Hanyi's opponent at all.

(End of this chapter)