Distressed Concubine

Chapter 51 Sword Fight
Nalan Xingde snorted coldly, and glanced at Bei Gongcheng with his narrow eagle eyes. "Nalan's family can't afford to climb up to the royal family, and they still hope that Prince Sheng will hold his hands high. At the end of the month, my daughter will marry Su Mo. If the prince is interested in coming to drink a glass of water and wine, I will respect you."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to do what the old general wants." Bei Gongcheng smiled charmingly, flying Nalan Xingde's beard all over the place.

Qingluo silently recited Amitabha Buddha in her heart.

Ma'am, please bless my lady with the spirit of heaven.There is a strong autocratic master at home, and a domineering uncle outside.They won't fight, will they?

As soon as he finished thinking, he saw the master's fierce lion fist slamming into the face of Prince Sheng.

In an instant, Bei Gongcheng swayed sideways, dodging a blow.Nalan Xingde took advantage of the situation to sweep, he raised his arm slightly, and blocked the punch.

He smiled lightly and said, "The room is small, why not go outside?"

With these words, Nalan Ruixue was completely out of breath, this man actually gave her father a challenge.

Immediately he said angrily: "Bei Gongcheng! That's my father!"

And Nalan Xingde's voice was like a bell, and he sneered proudly: "Little Huangmao, how old were you when this old man went into battle to kill the enemy! How dare you challenge this old man? Today, this old man will teach you a lesson!"

As soon as the words fell, the two figures flew away, Nalan Ruixue stared at Qing Luo who was also dumbfounded, and both of them crawled away in cold sweat.

Nalan Ruixue Feiying rushed to the door and shouted sharply: "Bei Gongcheng! If you dare to fight with my father, don't blame me for beating your old lady in the future!"

Bei Gongcheng paused slightly, looking back, his black pupils were as deep as the night sky, boundless.

He smiled faintly: "I don't have a mother."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and faced Nalan Xingde.

Nalan Ruixue was stunned on the spot, her heart instantly calmed down, she swayed like a leaf of duckweed, unable to find a landing point.

what did he say?He has no mother?How could he not have a mother!

Although he was stubborn, he never joked about key matters. Although he only glanced at him lightly, she caught the fleeting sadness in his eyes.

For a moment, she forgot the purpose of rushing out, and just quietly looked at the somewhat lonely figure.

Only his faint smile over and over again in his mind: "I don't have a mother." That picture is so clear.

His tall and straight body seemed to be able to resist Tiandi's shoulders. Before, she only felt at ease, but now she felt a little bit of heartache, and the corners of her eyes were a little warm. For some reason, a drop of moisture fell to the palm of her hand.

She looked down at the small water stain on the palm of her hand, did she feel distressed?

She is not clear, only clear, her eyes gradually can no longer see anything, only the back of one person is so clear.

The embrace she was infatuated with, the shoulder she leaned on...

The sky was gloomy, completely lacking in the brilliance of the morning sun in the past, and the air was filled with a sense of humidity, which was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

Nalan Xingde drew the sharp sword from his waist, and snorted coldly: "The Beigong family won the world from horseback back then, and their swordsmanship was even more extraordinary, known as the supreme sword sect, but I don't know how much is left in your generation, I ask for advice! "

Bei Gong put his hands behind his back and smiled indifferently: "I'm afraid I will disappoint the old general. This king never uses a sword."

"Hmph, it really is gold and jade that is out of the way and ruined in it."

"However..." He deliberately continued the conversation, and elongated his tone, the stubbornness in his eyes was not concealed. "Swordsmanship, I have learned a little bit. It's okay to give some pointers."

"My little boy!" Nalan Xingde stared angrily, this kid is too arrogant!Still pointing at yourself?Let him know what is ginger or old spicy today.Then he sneered and said, "Xue'er, go get a sword for Prince Sheng."

"No need." With a sly flash of black eyes, he turned over and went straight up to the ginkgo tree, broke off a branch and landed steadily.

Everyone present gasped. Could it be that he wanted to make a sword out of a tree branch?

What is even more surprising is that he slowly picked off the newly sprouted ginkgo leaves on the branches, and then left the youngest leaf on the branch, which did not move.

Nalan Xingde asked angrily with doubts: "What does this mean?"

Bei Gongcheng gestured left and right, seemed quite satisfied, he pursed his lips into a smile, two gorgeous pear dimples appeared on the corners of his lips. "nice."

Nalan Xingde's beard flew around in anger, this, this, this kid is clearly teasing him!still look good?He didn't want to use the strong to bully the weak, but now seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, he couldn't care less.

Lifting the sword, he rushed forward, and the fierce wind stabbed him, like lightning piercing the sky, with tremendous force.

Bei Gongcheng softly raised the tip of the branch, a beautiful wanhua, and the unplucked leaf gently pushed away the sharp sword body.

Nalan Ruixue just came back from the daze, seeing that the two of them were really fighting, she just wanted to step forward to dissuade them.

"Stay away!"

"Stay away!"

The two men looked back at her at the same time and shouted sharply.As soon as the words fell, the two began to fall into the interlacing of light and shadow.

Nalan Xingde's swordsmanship has been practiced through hundreds of battles. It is ruthless, fast-attacking, and its moves are all ruthless moves that can kill people.

The edge of the dark green sword shone with a cold light of Mingjue, and every swing made a rapid "hehe", which shocked Nalan Ruixue's heart with waves of uneasiness.

The beautiful Qiu Tong unconsciously looked at the black figure, her palms were sweating, afraid that her father would hurt him.

Both she and Ye Yun's swordsmanship were taught by her father, and she knew that her father's swordsmanship had always been second to none in Nantong. When the country was in trouble, a stab hit the head of the opponent's leader Ji Minglie.

That was the first time she saw blood, and it was also the first battle where Nalan Xingde became famous, and it was also the cornerstone of her father's lofty position in her heart.

Since then, with Nalan Xingde, Nantong's western defense has been stable.

Seeing his father almost spare no effort to assassinate this time, just like when he was fighting Ji Minglie back then, his heart jumped in his throat.

At this moment, Qingluo also nervously moved closer to her. "Miss, what should I do?"

"Pull one per person!" She frowned slightly and ordered coldly.

But the figure moved slightly, and Bei Gongsheng's branch swept across the ground, with a strong sword energy, the leaves that had been picked off earlier were swept up, and they flew towards the two of them impartially, with a speed as fast as lightning.

Nalan Ruixue only felt a slight pain in her shoulder, and in the next moment, Qiutong was full of inconceivable words, she and Qingluo were acupunctured by the leaves he swept with the wind?

Fighting cattle across the mountain?This method has never been seen before, and the accuracy and strength are even more impressive.

Nalan Xingde glanced sideways and said with a sneer, "There are still two things left."

Bei Gongcheng was close to the body, and Zhifeng pushed the blade lightly, bending it into an arc that was about to break, but it was as tough as a willow.Lifting his wrist slightly, the branch bounced Nalan Xingde's sword back three inches.

Bei Gongcheng glanced back at her, with a trace of helpless doting in his black eyes. "That's why you don't believe me?"

Nalan Xingde sneered, quite pleased with himself. "My daughter, naturally believe me."

"Oh?" An imperceptible gleam flashed across Bei Gongcheng's eyes, and after blocking Nalan Xingde's quick attack again with a sweeping blow, he looked back at her, Qingfeng smiled lightly: "Want to see it?"

What?She glanced at him in surprise, and then realized that what he said was to see the Beigong family's swordsmanship, and she couldn't help but feel puzzled.Didn't he try his best just now?Looking at his graceful figure, it seems that this impossibility seems to be true again.

To be honest, she had never seen his martial arts before, and she was slightly worried, but also excited with anticipation, and if it was really the Supreme Sword Sect, she would be very happy to have a look.

"Think." Just as he finished speaking, he glanced at his father, then bit his pink lips lightly and said, "Don't hurt my father." The voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Nalan Xingde was so angry that he could spurt blood!The daughter who has been raised for 18 years, adored him since she was a child, and the daughter whom he saw that day, actually began to trust others now.

A gorgeous dimple appeared on the corner of Bei Gongcheng's lips, and he said softly "Okay."

Suddenly, the whole person galloped like the wind, and there was only a black phantom passing by in front of his eyes. Behind one sleeve, a branch in the other hand with distinct joints danced lightly, and swam around his fingertips, forming a gorgeous speed wind turbine. .

The speed was so fast that people couldn't move their eyes away. As soon as Nalan Xingde's stab arrived, he was deflected by his whistling wind wheel.

"what!"

Seeing that the wind wheel was about to spin onto her father's wrist, she couldn't help but exclaimed.

But in an instant, when he stopped, the wind wheel became a twig and he held it leisurely in his hand, and lightly patted Nalan Xingde's wrist, and Nalan Xingde felt a pain in his wrist He was so numb that he almost couldn't grasp the hilt of the sword.

Thunder exploded in the sky, and a bright bolt of electricity pierced the sky.

Nalan Xingde glanced at him in disbelief, held the sword back, cleaved all the way, and no longer tried, but unleashed the real Gale Thorn, the aura of bullying was like a mountain pressing down on the top, the perfect fusion of force and speed, and the success The momentum of the tide and the waves rushed to the face.

Nalan Ruixue knew that this was the second stage of Gale's stabbing, which was tidal and powerful.

Nalan Xingde sneered: "The boy has two tricks, let me beat the old man!"

Bei Gongcheng smiled lightly: "A woman can eat, but a meme is fine." The shameless words were accompanied by a figure like a whirlwind, easily avoiding Nalan Xingde's killing, and he was just swaying, with a sword in his foot Blade, one flipped in the air, and the fingers moved slightly, the branches instantly peeled off like a python, the bark fell off, and the green branches were as soft as silk.

His wrist trembled slightly, and the branch formed like a snake coming out of its hole, biting the tip of the sword that Nalan Xingde stabbed back.The branches slid past the sword's edge and were stabbed into thousands of filaments.

Seeing that the sword edge was about to pierce his palm, Nalan Ruixue's heart skipped a beat.

In the next moment, the scattered branches that had been stabbed were like a living octopus, biting the blade tightly.Bei Gongcheng turned around in the air, and Nalan Xingde, who was holding the sword, was forced to be thrown horizontally.

When he was almost thrown away, he stopped, pulled back the branch, and swiped his hands, the scattered branches were twisted into one strand by some means, as hard as a cone, and the leaf returned firmly to the branch.

Nalan Xingde staggered and shook his body before barely standing still.

With only two moves, the almost one-sided oppression surprised everyone present.At this moment, the sky was even darker and darker, the wind was blowing everywhere, and the clothes of the people in the courtyard were blown up, which made him in black look like a celestial being.

Nalan Xingde glanced at Bei Gongcheng in disbelief, raised his sword and stabbed fiercely again.In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting inseparably, but Bei Gongcheng's swordsmanship was as swift as the wind, as dazzling as a rainbow, as steady as a mountain pine, and as fast as a wild river. .

(End of this chapter)