My wife is the reborn boss

In that battle, I was so convinced that I was defeated, and I joined Lord Gaefeng from then on.Although I was defeated at that time, I took this opportunity to plant the seeds of my heart. After several years of retreat, I finally discovered my innate talent.Escorting Lie Fengtao this time is also to repay Lord Liefeng for his kindness.I didn't expect that"

Having said that, he paused for a moment, pointing at Li Jianshi who was lying on the ground with a sad tone.

"Bitch! You actually killed him! How can I explain to Lord Gaefeng!"

Although Li Jianshi was seriously injured, there was no fear in his eyes, he just smiled and looked in Wu Qiong's direction without answering.

Ye Yushi, who had been meditating beside Master Xuanjue, had a solemn expression, and asked softly, "A few years ago, the unrivaled opponent disappeared for many years, could it be you?"

The middle-aged man nodded proudly, "Yes, I am 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'."

"hiss!"

The surrounding knights gasped suddenly, but they didn't expect this person to be 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'!

'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang' is not dead!Not only did he not die, he also stepped into the innate realm!

Seeing the whispers of the surrounding crowd, the middle-aged swordsman became even more reserved.until one speaks

"He's not 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'!"

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Everyone turned their gazes to where the sound came from.

I saw an old figure slowly walking into the arena.

He walked slowly, his trembling footsteps gradually became steady, and the shivering in his eyes disappeared, leaving only firmness.

Murong Shengxue stopped, raised his head, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang' will not surrender to others, you are not 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'!"

The middle-aged swordsman smiled. He pointed to Li Jianshi who sat up to heal his injuries as if no one else was around, and asked, "How are you compared to her?"

Murong Shengxue shook his head, "Fairy Li is number one on the Xuantian Sect's suzerain's heir and person list, and I'm not as good as her."

The middle-aged swordsman played with taste, "Then why do you dare to stand up?"

"Just rely on the 'Xiaoxiang Sword' of 'Jianyu Xiaoxiang' in my hand!"

The 'Xiaoxiang Sword' is out of its sheath brazenly!

Murong Shengxue condensed what she had learned all her life, and stabbed a sword that broke through the limit!

fast!

Go fast!

His whole body was like a ray of light, stabbing at the middle-aged swordsman!

Everyone around widened their eyes, trying to see clearly whether the sword that this idiot who dared to attack Xiantian could regain people's admiration for 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'.

'Sword Rain Xiaoxiang'.

A figure of legend.

Perhaps he was lonely and arrogant.

Maybe he's approachable.

but!

He cannot surrender to others!It doesn't matter if that person is a Hu, a Zhou, or a Qin!

This is a sword that carries everyone's hopes!

They looked at Murong Shengxue who thrust out the sword, as if they saw a phantom behind him, a lonely and cold figure.

He is the descendant of 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'!They believe and look forward to it.

The moment Jian Guang was about to pierce the middle-aged swordsman's chest, a finger appeared in front of Jian Guang.

It was the finger of a middle-aged swordsman. With a light flick, the 'Xiaoxiang Sword' shattered, and Murong Shengxue flew back backwards.

Hope was dashed.

The middle-aged swordsman looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! What about 'Xiaoxiang Sword'! What about 'Jianyu Xiaoxiang'!

good!I'm not 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang', but so what!I have entered the innate, even if he comes personally, he may not be my opponent!Besides, he hadn't appeared in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he might have rotted to death in some stinky ditch long ago, and his body had been eaten up by wild dogs! "

His ferocious gaze swept around, and everyone he saw lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

After sweeping around, his gaze was fixed on Murong Shengxue, who fell to the ground with his faith collapsed, and Li Jianshi, who was silently healing.

"Everyone here will be buried with Lie Fengtao today! Let's start with you two beasts!"

After finishing speaking, he drew out his long sword and walked towards Li Jianshi and the two of them!

Just in the nick of time!

A voice suddenly came from the crowd, "'Xiaoxiang Sword' is not used in this way."

The distraught Murong Shengxue raised his head in astonishment.

Li Jianshi, who had been closing his eyes to heal his wounds, opened his eyes in surprise.

I saw a sword light coming!

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly swung his long sword to resist, but because he couldn't bear it, he retreated a few feet, blood flowed from the right hand holding the sword, staining the sword red!

"It's a master!"

Everyone looked back.

Far away in the depths of the square, a hidden figure stood in the crowd, with a calm expression, floating over.

It was Wu Qiong!

Chapter 20 That year...

While everyone was watching, Wu Qiong walked up to Li Jianshi and squatted down to check the injury of the girl in palace costume.

Fortunately, the girl was unharmed.

Wu Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and found that Miss Li was looking at his face intently with a smile in her eyes.

"Is there something on my face?" Wu Qiong was uncomfortable being watched by her, and subconsciously wiped his face with his sleeve.

"It's nothing, I'm just happy." Miss Li shook her head, her voice was soft and charming as if it could drip water.