Ask Sword

Dirty blood with a light layer of dust floating on the surface slowly flowed along the road, forming a pool of blood in front of it.

Li Ang pulled out the glowing crossbow from his arms without hesitation, and pulled the trigger towards Yuansou.

The light spots made of aura quickly condensed to form a light ball, which shot out along the arrow groove.

Yuansou still stood where he was, the reflection of the ball of light gradually enlarged in his eyes.

hum!

The shadow of the sword that was too fast to see clearly flashed by,

The long sword in Yuansou's hand pointed obliquely at the ground, and bright spots like fireworks bloomed in front of him.

He wandered through the slowly dissipating rain of light, unscathed.

Li Ang's pupils shrank, and with his vision enhanced by Mosi, he could barely see what happened just now—the ape old man took a sword flower and spun several times around the light ball shot by the glowing crossbow,

The wisps of sword intent released from the tip of the sword penetrated the ball of light, canceling out all the aura contained in it, making the explosion harmless.

The purity of the sword intent and the control of power have reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Don't move!

Turkic shouts came from far and near, and the Turkic monks stationed in Tongluo City galloped over and surrounded the intersection.

Tongluo City is located in the hinterland of Turks, not too big or too small. Among the Turkic monks stationed here, there is only one Xunyun, and the rest are listening to the rain.

Seeing this, Li Ang pulled the trigger of the glowing crossbow three times in a row towards Yuansou,

The right arm called out the talisman plate, facing the ground, and blasted out two talismans.

Sandstorm Talisman, Vortex Talisman.

In an instant, the wind blew up, raising sand and dust,

All the dust was sucked into it by the tornado, forming a sandstorm that covered him and He Siping.

Walk!

Li Ang let out a low growl at He Siping, stomped on the ground, and fled in a direction away from Yuansou. He Siping also turned into a sword light to follow.

It is obviously not an accident that Zhaoming's Yuansou and Guishou appeared in Tongluo City at the same time.

It must be that a traitor appeared in Chang'an City and leaked the information of this team to Zhao Ming.

Who will it be?

The only ones who knew about this were those who were in the Xianju Temple back then.

The emperor, the crown prince, the prime minister, the sacrificial wine, the commander of the Zhenfu Division, and He Siping and others.

No one has the motive to betray the country of Yu,

Could it be that someone in the Turkic caravan they were in was Zhaoming's traitor?

Thoughts turned sharply in his mind, Li Ang jumped onto the roof, tried his best to stimulate his thoughts, and ran forward, jumping a distance of more than ten meters every time he pedaled.

Wherever he went, the tiles on the roofs of the houses shattered like a hurricane.

Where do you want to escape to?

A faint low voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

Li Ang stopped abruptly, his boots crushed more than a dozen glazed tiles, exposing the wooden roof beams below.

He Siping also withdrew from Jianguang with a serious expression.

At the end of the roof, a burly figure blocked the way.

Wearing a blood-stained butcher's apron, the ghost shovel slowly removed the remaining meat on the machete with rough and cracked nails.

He Siping, Li Ang.

Ghost Spade said in a low voice: One is the assistant official of Prince Yu, who has a bright future, and the future prime minister of a country.

One is one of the youngest school patrols in the history of Yu State.

I don't know how the flesh and blood of the two of you taste.

The moment the word Yang fell, the ghost spade traveled a long distance and appeared in front of He Siping in an instant. The machete in his hand was raised high, and he slashed down heavily.

There is no fancy sound and light, no slashing sword intent,

Only pure and brutal strength and speed.

He Siping's pupils shrank suddenly, and the long sword in his hand kept up with the speed of the machete with difficulty and stubbornly, blocking the path of the blade.

Subsequently,

boom--

He was chopped off with a knife, his back smashed through the walls of three residential houses, and he crashed into the ground of the second house behind him.

smoke filled the air,

Out of the corner of Li Ang's eyes, he glanced at the direction where He Siping disappeared. After spending the past few days together, he also knew that Senior Brother He, whom Cheng Juxiu admired and admired, was a more powerful monk in the cloud patrol realm than Cheng Juxiu and Sui Yi.

It is only one step away from the Candle Sky Realm.

But this step is actually a natural moat.

He pursed his lips tightly, pulled out the three-edged gun disguised as a cane from his waist, and stabbed Ghost Spade's head.

During the stabbing process of the three-edged gun, it ejected and extended section by section.

I may only have this chance to make a phone call.

Time seems to be slowed down a lot,

Thoughts were churning in Li Ang's mind, countless ink filaments were swimming through his body, covering the muscles under the skin,

Through the palm, it flows into the triangular spear, like dipping, covering the surface of the spear with a jet black color.

In the fast world that is difficult to see with the naked eye, the tip of the three-edged gun is reinforced by layers of moss.

The countless silk threads attached to it can cut open the target's flesh and cut it into pieces of flesh and blood.

Boom!

The tip of the gun blade failed to pierce Ghost Spade's head. The latter raised his palm, and the big jagged mouth in his palm bit the blade of the three-edged gun, making it difficult for him to advance further.

Ghost Spade looked down at Li Ang with deep and indifferent eyes.

He turned his palm slightly, and the big mouth in his palm clicked, bit off the blade of the three-edged gun, and flung it away.

Then, he slapped Li Ang's heart with a palm.

boom!

Li Ang flew upside down, knocking down more houses, and his whole body was buried by the rubble and tiles of the collapsed buildings.

how?

The smiling ape old man came pacing, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, he had obviously dealt with the Turkic monks stationed in Tongluo city.

It doesn't taste right.

Ghost Spade said slowly, the sawtooth mouth in his palm was chewing a piece of minced meat torn from Li Ang's heart, The breath of the spirit vein is very indifferent.

After all, he is a hypocritical genius with only six spiritual veins. It's normal for his spiritual veins to be indifferent.

The ape old man curled his lips and said.

Both he and Ghost Spade have the habit of eating people. However, his cannibalism is mainly due to his own liking, and there is another reason for Ghost Shovel besides his own preference-the kung fu practiced by Ghost Shovel can steal other people's spiritual veins for his own use.

Every time a so-called cultivation genius is eaten, the ghost spade will become stronger.

The business is important, keep Li Ang alive, and kill the rest.

The ape old man casually glanced at the collapsed house on the left, with the long sword in his hand facing the direction where He Siping was lying down, and casually threw a sword aura.

laugh--

The sword energy was like tearing apart rags, easily crushing all the collapsed stones.

Those Turkic people trapped in the houses were cut into pieces without even humming.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to cover the place where He Siping was,

clang!

A long sword with a red silk fringe descended from the sky, pierced deeply into the soil, like an everlasting reef on the coastline, intercepting the sword energy released by the ape old man.

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, leaving straight and deep marks on the surface of the surrounding collapsed gravel.

The figure floated down, pulled out the long sword in the soil, and glanced sharply at Zhaoming and Ming.

Enshrined in the palace, Shen Tuyu.