Her Royal Highness: The Wife Conquer the Devil and Rule the World

Chapter 30: Sword, Light, Sword and Shadow

Hmph, it's still unknown who will win and who will lose, the one who laughs last is the winner.

Ximen Bing's text message rang, and he took out his phone to look at it, and a relieved smile appeared on Qiannian Bingchuan's face.

In the information, there are only four words, and the fun begins!
"My lord, it's not a bad idea to replace me as the Patriarch."

"Wishful thinking, but, do you care about Ximen Xue's life or death?"

As soon as the words fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the chessboard.His eyes widened, and he looked at Ximen Bing in disbelief.He knew the feeling at this moment too well, it was the burning pain of internal injury caused by his formation being forced to bite back at the Lord.

"Unexpectedly, there are still people who can decipher the Tianyi Shield Formation and the totem seal."

"There are more than you can imagine!"

As he spoke, he overturned the chessboard, and punched out, and the wind of the fist roared towards "Ximen Tian"!

Seeing this, "Ximen Tian" was shocked, before he had time to make a defensive move, he saw that fist hit his head, if this punch landed hard, his life would probably be taken here.

"Ximen Tian" had no choice but to step back and use his arms to catch Fang Han's punch!
"Crack!" Hearing that sound, Ximentian knew that his arm was broken by the other party!The bursts of heart-piercing pain made him furrow his thick brows, and then he let out a painful snort.

At this moment, "Ximen Tian" felt that his arms were as heavy as iron, and he had no strength to resist the opponent's second punch!Seeing that he was injured by a punch, Ximen Bing immediately punched him in the head again!
Ximen Bing laughed at the side: "With these methods, how did you become the head of the family? You are really beyond your control!"

"Ximen Tian" gritted his teeth and supported the ground with his arms, but his sore arms couldn't lift any strength at all, so he just pulled down helplessly.

No, if this continues, Ximen Bing will kill herself.

Forming mudras with both hands and chanting a mantra, the whole body quickly spun with gusts of wind.If someone approaches during the casting of the spell, they will be involved and their flesh will be split.

Ximen Bing wisely chose to wait and observe quietly.

The wind stopped, and the people inside were intact.

It is an infinite recovery technique, a taboo of Ximen's family.

"As the head of the family, you actually practice forbidden spells?"

Before "Ximen Tian" could say anything, a nice female voice sounded outside the door: "He is not the head of the family."

What?Ximen Bing's eyes widened, and she looked at An Xiaoxiao and Nangong Mu in disbelief.

Nangong Mu put his hand on Ximen Bing's shoulder, and told Ximen Bing what he saw and heard with the memory transmission technique.

"Hehe, you know too much. It seems that you released that old trash, right? Since that's the case, let's keep it!"

The formation he made, he knew the secret of breaking the formation.The old things are dead, there is no proof, as long as you kill them, no one will know your past.

Ximen Bing looked at Ximen Han with hatred, wishing to kill him immediately.Take out your own weapon - the flying blade, and flip it in your hand.Flying blades, nine flying knives, can come and go freely with skill.

The silver sword light spread out with the dancing, and ordinary people would be seriously injured if they got close.With the determination to burn all jade and stone together, but also to Ximen Han's death.

Ximenhan didn't have to hide his strength at this moment, he released a powerful coercion, which made the air seem to be a little thinner.

Nangong Mu pushed An Xiaoxiao behind, and used his body to block the oncoming low.He clenched his hands into fists, crossed them, and put them on his chest, resisting.

And Ximen Han is not an ordinary person, he relied on the power of smoking to practice a forbidden technique, and now it is even more difficult to defeat.As soon as the severe cold air was used, it enveloped the two of them.

Under the shadow of swords and swords, there are two figures flying up and down fighting.

Ximen Bing's upper body leaned back and passed under the sharp inner strength. Ximen Han smiled at the corners of his mouth and his eyes were cold.Ximen Bing took the opportunity to mobilize nine knives, and all of a sudden, there seemed to be hundreds of swords stabbing at Ximen Han at the same time.

I saw that the other party was not in a hurry, got up to avoid the sharp flying knife, turned around, swung the sleeve robe with the utmost arrogance, raised his big hand, and threw it with a force, stretched his right leg forward, and leaned back , the sleeves fluttered, as beautiful as a dance, invisibly binding all the throwing knives and internal forces into one ball, slowly expanding like a balloon, getting bigger and bigger.

After exhausting the sword energy, Ximen Hanyang stood up, swept his sleeves, and with a sound of "coaxing", flew towards Ximen Bing with a powerful momentum.

Ximen Bing was backlashed by his own skill, and in shock, he hurriedly turned around, turned around and stabbed back, but was met with resistance.Bringing up his inner strength, he flew far away, supported the ground with one hand, and drew five deep marks on the ground.Finally, Ximen Han used enough internal force to explode it, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ximen Han sneered, raised his hands, and a strong wind rose, blowing his clothes and making a sound of hunting.The powerful impact made him unable to bear to take two steps back before he barely stopped.

(End of this chapter)