Chapter 186 Sword Qi Returns

The sound of the sword breaking flesh was truly harsh, and the silver spear pierced through Wu Qi's left shoulder. It pierced his shoulder, and blood spurted wildly, spurting down the gun barrel of the silver spear, dyeing the silver spear bloody. Wu Qi, ooh, howling, his right palm firmly grasped the silver spear tied to his left shoulder, staggering backwards and exiting all the way.

Le Huo was kicked in the lower abdomen by Wu Qi, and his dantian was split several times by Wu Qi's kick. Because he was kicked by Wu Qi on the spot, he lost 50%. He didn't even have time to snort, a mouthful of blood spurted out seven or eight feet away, and he was kicked flying like a scarecrow for more than ten feet, and he crushed several bamboos in embarrassment. The hillside rolled down.

Master Zhang Le narrowed his eyes, revealing two little tiger teeth and smiled happily.

More than a dozen generals in silver shirts strode out from behind Princess Zhangle and shouted loudly, "Bold assassin, how dare you hurt my young master!"

Wu Qi tightly grabbed the silver spear stuck on his shoulder and shouted loudly: "Come here, there are assassins, there are assassins, kill all the assassins who dare to hurt this duke! Kill them all! , capture the culprit alive, and send it to the palace to be punished!"

Two hurricanes flew out from the back vigil, and Xiong Jin and Xiong Yin flew with a rolling demonic wind. In the pitch-black demon wind, I saw four big bear paws with a faint metallic luster swooping towards them, and more than a dozen white-robed generals were slapped into meat patties with miserable howls. It was the real front meat patty. The meat patties that did not contain any blood were forced out of their bodies by the huge instant explosive force. on the ground.

There was silence all around, and everyone looked at the screaming Wuqi and the blood-covered brothers Xiongjin and Xiongyin with shock.

After a long time, a middle-aged scholar in a white robe stood up trembling from behind Princess Zhangle, and he pointed at Wuqi and shouted sharply, "Bold, our young master is Sun Lehu, the son of General Le Yi, They, they, they are the generals for generations!"

The Xiongjin monster rolled his eyes and let out a fierce roar at the middle-aged scribe. He roared: "What kind of bullshit is the grandson of the general? We only saw that Tianyun Gong, who was under the protection of the emperor, was seriously injured by your assassination! Our brother is the gold medal of Yanyun Pavilion to worship Xiong Jin and Xiong Yin. In this lawsuit, we I have to fight! Xiong Qing, tie these bastards to me!"

Brother Xiong Qing, howling and howling, rushed up with a large bundle of beef tendon rope. Respectfully, they saluted Princess Zhangle, and the Xiong Qing brothers grabbed the middle-aged scribe and beat them up, and then tied them with tendon ropes like zongzi. Even Le Wa, who was knocked unconscious by Wu Qi, was tied to death by a few big bears and blind men. , and rushed towards the Dayan Palace.

Brothers Xiong Jin and Xiong Yin stared coldly at the young men following behind Princess Zhangle.

He said coldly: "Duke Tianyun, it was Your Majesty who appointed the Duke last night. Just now that kid dared to openly injure Duke Tianyun, let's not talk about His Majesty's majesty, we brothers can't afford to lose that person. What happened to Le Yi's grandson? We belong to the Heifeng Ao line of Mengshan Mountain, and ignore this stubble!"

The young men behind Princess Zhang Le were originally full of anger, but also had a bit of a weird schadenfreude and other weird expressions. Suddenly hearing the roars of Xiong Jin and Xiong Yin, their complexions changed, obviously they were very jealous of the so-called Mengshan Heifeng Au. They glanced at each other, bowed their heads in unison, and didn't look at Wuqi too much.

Wu Qi swayed and pulled out the silver spear from his shoulder, and a few patrolling agents hurried up, applied medicine to his wound, and tied the wound tightly with bandages. Wuqi grimaced in pain and screamed, his face turning blue with pain. He never dreamed that after owning the Earth Immortal's body, he would split his body with a secret method, and it would be so painful that it was as if hundreds of heavy axes had been slashed on his shoulders.

If it wasn't for his self-destruction, a hole in his shoulder that was just a circle bigger than a silver spear was opened. his body? With so many witnesses at the scene, they all saw that Le Fu pierced his shoulder with a shot. Let him bear this black pot!

He weighed the Panjiao silver spear weighing 360 jins in his hand, and Wu Qi sneered. Although this silver spear is only a high-grade magic weapon, it obviously referred to some techniques of low-grade magic weapons during the refining process. The tentacles of the silver spear are cold and cold. Great effect of freezing enemies in a large area. Such high-grade instruments are also rare boutiques, and they are worth a lot of money at a high market price.

He turned his head and nodded to Yan Bugui who was following behind, Wu Qi said with a sneer, "Everyone has seen this, this is the weapon used by the assassin to kill this duke, and of course it will be seized." He put the silver spear into the storage ring, With blood all over his body, Wuqi walked towards Princess Zhangle with a slightly messy pace: "Your Highness, Wuqi will return to Jidu today, originally said to go to Zhangle Garden outside the city to find you, but I heard that you are coming to Qizhen. I just rushed here to wait for the conference, I didn't expect that there would be such a murderer beside the princess?"

Princess Zhang Le frowned and looked at the wound on Wu Qi's left shoulder, her little face was so gloomy: "Is that Le Huo from General Le Yi?, These days she always haunts Zi Xuan everywhere, but I didn't expect her to be so ruthless. People. Bai Zhu'er, don't allow Le Hao to approach Zhangle Garden and the Imperial Palace for half a step in the future. If he dares to appear, he will break his legs! Hey, are you alright?"

Princess Zhang Le came to Wuqi, grabbed his sleeve, and asked him where he had been these days in a fierce tone.

Don't beg and don't hide, and tell everything he has encountered these days. Apart from the fact that he opened up the secret mansion, he told Princess Zhangle about how he entangled with the Qin army, and how he led the Wanying Dragon King to besiege the Qin army camp. It also includes how Lu Chengfeng designed to encircle and wipe out the elite army of the 70,000 Shanbo tribes, and how to completely flatten the Gaoling Kingdom, which had colluded with the barbarians.

Princess Zhangle was so fascinated by it that she had never left Jidu in her life, how could she have ever encountered such a wonderful and thrilling thing? The incomparably huge Longyuan River water system, the magical dragon, the powerful Qin army, the legendary instrument of merit, the Zhou Tianshuiling and the Great Yushen Ding, all of which are so magical. Princess Zhangle's anger towards Wuqi not seeing herself for a long time disappeared without a trace. She stubbornly pulled on Wuqi's sleeve, her body almost touched Wuqi's body, and kept asking 'then what? and after? Is that Ying Zheng really that powerful? , etc.

The faces of the young men who followed Princess Zhangle became extremely ugly. They looked at each other, and then they all stared at Wuqi with the eyes of their enemies.

Wu Qi feels the martial arts, the heaven and the earth, the holy king, the holy king, the king who will kill the god, the god, the god, the god, the god, the god's seal Qiankun will kill the god of the gods at night, beg for the throne of the gods and gods, beg the devil, the most powerful in the world, abandon the young, the Dazhou royal family, make a god Glancing back at them, he shook his head sneeringly, and flicked his middle finger. For this middle finger, Wu Qi has a lot of intentions for a bright pearl, these guys don't understand the broad and profound charm contained in this middle finger!

Walking side by side with Princess Zhang Le for a certain distance, two patrolling secret agents suddenly came in a hurry and whispered a few words to Yan Bugui. Yan Bugui hesitated for a moment, then followed, interrupting Wu Qi, who was describing the gill Jiao’s appearance to Princess Bangle, and said in a low voice, “The Heavenly Splitting Sword Sect Supreme Elder Nie Yaonv and the head Nie Baihong have been here these days. here."

Wuqi was stunned, he glanced at Princess Zhangle, smiled and held her little hand: "Go and see my master and elder Taishang."

Princess Zhang Le narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned high: ,, go to see the old sister and nephew of the palace. ,, Wu Qi's face twitched into a ball. He gave Princess Zhang Le an angry look.

The two of them led a large group of people, and under the guidance of the two secret agents, they quickly walked towards a Jingshe on the highest point of a mountain on the west side of the venue. This small mountain on the west side is occupied by the thirteen sects of the Immortal Dao of the Dayan Dynasty, and the scattered temples above are all owned by each sect. Because Nie Yaonv is the first in cultivation level and first in combat power among the immortals in the Jindan realm of the thirteen sects, she used a sword to cut out the first position of the thirteen sects, so the Heavenly Splitting Sword Sect was born. The monastery occupies the highest point of the mountain.

After everyone walked away, a soft white light emerged from Wang Cai's bamboo forest, and Yu Wende and Yu Qianqian showed their bodies in the white light. Looking at the blood stains on the ground, Yu Wende shook his head and said, "Yin Jiao Le Huo' is just that. He is not worthy of Princess Zhang Le."

Yu Qianqian said indifferently: "My daughter doesn't care about who is worthy of Princess Zhangle, just to find some unhappiness for her and Wuqi."

Yu Wende frowned, he shook his head and sighed: "These conspiracy trails, after all, are tricks from the sidelines and cannot be seen by everyone. If you are not the only daughter of your father, you will have to compete with others in the future. , this time, the father will not let you mess around. You are not allowed to interfere randomly, and let’s look at the skills of these young people.”

Yu Qianqian frowned slightly, and then smiled: "Alright, Qianqian doesn't interfere.

But he kicked Le Fu seriously, what would Le Yi think? Le Fu is the youngest son of Le Yi, and also the youngest genius in the clan who may condense golden elixir. Don't beg that foot, it's very heavy. "With a trace of undisguised gloating, Yu Qianqian smiled smugly.

Yu Wende frowned, he looked at his smug daughter, and shook his head gently: "You chose the wrong person who hastily come forward. In exchange for Qin Wuyang and Fan Yuqi's juniors, Wuqi was seriously injured. Of them, the two old men will jump out to protect their shortcomings. But Le Yi is a general, calm and fair, with a grand bearing. Don't let him interfere in these children's jealousy. You wait and see, Le Huo will be taken seriously by Le Yi. If you are punished, Le Yi will personally apologize, that's all."

Yu Qianqian opened her mouth, looked at Yu Wende and said coldly, "Qianqian doesn't believe it."

Yu Yide glanced at his daughter indifferently, and sneered: "You are still far behind!

Over the years, there has been little progress. Seems like my father has figured out a way to marry you out. "Hearing Yu Wende's words, Yu Qianqian's complexion suddenly changed.

At this time, Wu Qi and Princess Zhang Le came to the Jingshe owned by the Splitting Heaven Sword Sect and officially met Nie Yaonv and Nie Baihong.

After saluting the two of them attentively, Wu Qi smiled and approached the two of them, handing over a palm-sized jade tablet.

"Elder Taishang, Master, the disciple wants to use this jade plate to exchange the secret method of the Sword Qi Returning Yuan Jue."

Nie Yaonv and Nie Baihong, who were shocked by Chao Dawei, smiled, and Wu Qi hurriedly said, "This disciple can swear by the soul of life, this sword qi returning to the origin art is practiced by the disciple alone, and there will never be a word leaked from the disciple's mouth. "