Fu Canglu

Chapter 159
The white-robed old fox stood up not far away, and slowly said: "Boy, if you really want to fight that Xuanwu, I'm afraid it's impossible to wait until two days later."

Yi Xiao was slightly taken aback.

The white-robed old fox raised his head, looked at the direction outside Luoyang City, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "That basalt has provoked the Zhong family and the Tang family for so long, I thought Zhong Yusheng was a clay figurine with no anger, and he would definitely attack sooner or later. But after waiting for a few days, I found that the man was indeed able to hold his breath, and he seemed to be ignoring the Xuanwu. But today is different, Zhong Yusheng must make a move today."

Wei Lingshan sensed the vague aura coming from the outskirts of the city.

It was a team of five.

The five uneven youthful auras were keenly captured by Dawei Longque, and the auras of the two leading people were extremely powerful, far exceeding the level of ordinary people's practice.

Wei Lingshan slightly frowned and said: "I sensed several peak-level origin forces of the ninth rank. There is a small team with at least two members of the ninth rank. Their goal is very clear, and they are going for that Xuanwu."

Yi Xiao frowned slightly after hearing the words, and said, "Anyone wants to fight that evildoer?"

The white-robed old fox shook his head and said: "They should know the difference in strength between each other, so they have a few extra thoughts."

Then the old fox smiled and said: "It's just that it's not a clever plan. Those two people must also want to see how evil the so-called evildoers are, and their hearts are so high that they want to test how far they are from each other. I think you should have heard of their names, but at present, it seems that these two people regard themselves as hunters and the Xuanwu as their prey. They are a little bit self-aware, and they have attracted the Zhong family and the Tang family. A yellow-haired girl."

The white-robed old fox flicked his sleeves slightly, and rubbed the head of Yi Xiaoan who was lying dazed beside the bamboo building.

"Let's go."

"I've been idle for a few days, and my bones are so weak. Why don't you join in the fun." Liu Chanqi stretched his waist, and said with a joking smile: "The Jade Sage of the Zhong family has always been a master with a good temper, and he hasn't made a move for a long time. Today If he makes a move, keeping it will open your eyes."

Then the white-robed old fox glanced slightly at the young Highness, and joked: "If that Xuanwu hadn't been beaten to death by the men of the Zhong family, you can catch a leak when the time comes, and if you miss it, you can really kill a monstrous existence. "

On the outskirts of Luoyang.

A team of five walked silently through the vast purple bamboo forest for miles.

The composition of this team is a bit strange.

A gigantic snow-white behemoth tiptoed slowly among the purple bamboo forests, and even the sound of stepping on the bamboo leaves was deliberately lightened.

It was a Zhaoye Jade Lion with an indifferent face. At this moment, it moved forward with some fear.

On top of the giant beast's head sat a young man with a bad complexion.

Duan Wuyin closed his eyes and rested his mind.

He didn't turn his head to look at the two women who asked to see the evildoers on their own initiative.

The corner of his lips curled into a smile involuntarily.

The young Lei Ting City Lord, who was well-established in the city, was silently thinking about whether it was feasible to make the decision to draw the two daughters behind him as his life-saving trump card during this trip.

In his opinion, the Zhong family and the Tang family have been drawn into the same front by him.

Even if this trip doesn't go well, or if the strength of the Xuanwu reincarnated person is too much higher than he expected, the man from the Zhong family will not sit back and watch his daughter's life in crisis without taking action.

Duan Wuyin shook his head.

He raised his head and looked at the two figures not far away.

Not smooth?
In the heart of this young Thunder City lord, if the one in front of him makes a move, there are very few people at the same age level who can resist his every move, and there are only a few people in the Northern Wei Dynasty who can be as famous as him.

The rumors that came to my ears from Luoyang were about how enchanting this provocative young man from Xixia was.

The sickly Thunder City Lord exhaled and murmured.

"Just how monstrous it is, you will know it in one battle."

The back of the Zhaoye jade lion.

Tang Xiaoman and Zhong Xuehu looked at the purple-clothed man who stepped on the flying sword and floated three feet in the air without landing.

The two eldest ladies of the Zhong family and the Tang family have heard that the Mu family, one of the eight great masters in the past, has the skill of controlling swords. An extremely lethal kendo method.

But she had never seen a man with such a slave sword.

The sword edge dragging in mid-air remained absolutely centered.

Flip slightly.

The man in purple actually stood on tiptoe and stepped on the sharpest edge of the sword.

A layer of dark purple Yuanli wrapped around the blade.

Tang Xiaoman squinted his eyes, looking at the terrifying energy overflowing from this man's body.

Even a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Ninth Rank has very little energy that can be released, and it is not easy to wrap an arm.

And this man in purple rose up with his sword lightly and lightly, and a huge purple energy gushed out from the cap of the sky, pouring down like a spring of heaven, and even circulated between his clothes. It is more than ten times stronger than the out-of-body power of a nine-point peak practitioner!
Driven by the huge purple energy, the strange sword moved forward at a moderate speed.

Tang Xiaoman remained silent the whole time.

Her complexion was a little ugly.

From the moment he sat on the giant Zhaoye Jade Lion, the man in purple made a request.

That is quiet.

This man was unexpectedly ruthless.

Dressed in purple clothes, he floated at the front to lead the way, and his thick purple energy chopped down all the purple bamboos blocking the way in front of him silently.

It's hard to imagine that such a freak actually had a monstrous reputation in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Duan Ziyi.

The most elusive man among the Four Swordsmen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, at least in the information of the Tang family and the Zhong family, there is no record of this man possessing such a terrifying amount of Yuanli.

Is this a talent?

Zhong Xuehu was a little perplexed, but she subconsciously regarded this purple-clothed man as something unusual.

"Monster?" Miss Zhong's lips pursed slightly, her breathing rhythm was vaguely disrupted by the suppressed energy, and she murmured, "Does this person count?"

Zhong Xuehu moved his gaze to another young man who was walking side by side with Duan Ziyi.

He was wearing a black coat, and under his long black hair, he was wearing a strange blank mask.

The thin mask seemed to be cast from silver, and the strange thing was that there was nothing on the mask.

Not a single gap.

Not even a space for the eyes.

There is only a trace of casting with the corners of the lips raised.

Those who can walk with Duan Ziyi wear such a terrifying mask.

Only the devil among the Four Swordsmen of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The devil Ding Kun.

(End of this chapter)