God of martial arts

Chapter 138 Fierce Battle in the City Lord's Mansion! (seeking automatic)

　　Jinlun Fawang's complexion changed drastically, he turned his head and shouted loudly: "Go and open the gate of the city, let the large army come in!"

　　He knew that he was no match for Zhao Xuan.

　　The other masters in the city, whether it was the wounded Xiaoxiangzi and the others, or the masters he brought from Tantra, were not Zhao Xuan's opponents.

　　But as long as the city gate is opened and the Mongolian army is let in, then everything is over.

　　No matter how powerful Zhao Xuan is, he can't be inferior to thousands of troops!

　　"court death!"

　　Zhao Xuan's face turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, the three flying knives shot away, drawing three different arcs.

　　Wherever the arc passed, the heads of those Mongolian masters who were about to charge towards the city gate flew high.

　　Only the headless corpse was left, and it fell straight down.

　　"My God!"

　　Jinlun Fawang couldn't help exclaiming, sweating profusely in an instant, completely frightened, jumped up, and ran away decisively!

　　Zhao Xuan couldn't help shaking his head, Jinlun Fawang was so timid.

　　Killing everyone around casually, Zhao Xuan went straight to the city gate and killed all the way.

　　In the other courtyard, Jin'er's body is graceful, holding the Qiuli sword, it's unbelievably fast, every time the sword is swung, a bunch of heads will fly up.

　　"What a fast swordsmanship!"

　　Nimoxing's eyes were slightly cold, and with a flick of his hand, the snake-shaped iron whip went straight to kill Jin'er.

　　If Jin'er was aware of it, she directly used the spiral nine shadows, and instantly transformed into seven identical figures.

　　Her innate talent is excellent, and with Zhao Xuan's guidance, Spiral Nine Shadows has already cultivated to the point of near mastery.

　　"What kind of work is this?"

　　Seeing the seven identical Jin'er, Nimoxing was completely stunned, and he didn't know who to hit with the snake-shaped iron whip in his hand.

　　But Jin'er didn't hesitate, and soon, her body became one, she raised her sword, and stabbed straight at Nimoxing.

　　Nimoxing broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly resisted with a snake-shaped iron whip.

　　But Jin'er just casually slashed the snake-shaped iron whip in his hand to the ground.

　　Then came another sword, which directly pierced Nimoxing's eyebrows.

　　In the instant of life and death, Nimoxing's face changed drastically, he retreated repeatedly, and kept parrying.

　　But Jin'er's swordsmanship was extremely fast, and she had a ghostly figure. After just a few fights, she poked holes all over Nimoxing's body, and the blood stained the monk's robe.

　　In the end, thanks to Yin Kexi's help, he managed to save his life.

　　But what made the two of them speechless was that even if the two masters played two against one, it was only a few fights before they lost again.

　　Jin'er's body skills are extremely fast, and the 72-way evil sword technique is even more powerful, and the two who hit directly retreated back again and again.

　　Even if it is more than internal strength, the two of them found helplessly that neither of them is Jin'er's opponent!

　　"Brother Nemo, get out, this heroine is too powerful, we are no match!" Yin Kexi couldn't help shouting.

　　Nimoxing nodded: "Let's go."

　　The two attacked several times in a row, and then left.

　　Jin'er didn't go after them, and went to clean up other Mongolian masters again.

　　On the other hand, Li Mochou was even more powerful.

　　The ice soul silver needle in the left hand shoots out continuously.

　　Regardless of whether it is a Mongolian master or a Tantric monk, basically one stitch is done one by one, just like harvesting wheat.

　　There is a lightsaber in his right hand, an invisible lightsaber, and he can't see anything in the dark, but it is extremely fierce.

　　With a wave of his hand, several heads fell to the ground.

　　The frightened Tantric monk retreated repeatedly.

　　And the Mongolian master kept shouting: "Devil!" "Devil!"

　　After many years, hearing this title again, Li Mochou was filled with emotions, and smiled slightly: "Since you call me a female devil, then I will demonize it for you to see!"

　　After the words fell, the Ice Soul Silver Needle began to be shot out row by row, and the invisible lightsaber was incredibly fast.

　　In just a moment, all the Mongols in the courtyard were gone, leaving only Li Mochou and the panic-stricken Central Plains master in the distance.

　　"Fairy Li, good job, you actually killed them all!"

　　I don't know who shouted, and the others applauded.

　　Li Mochou nodded, Qing (bifj) said coldly: "Be careful, I'll go to the next courtyard!"

　　Saying that, Li Mochou fled away, and soon the courtyard next to her was filled with the screams of the Mongols again.

　　Li Mochou was originally a fighting player. The invisible lightsaber nearby could be harvested at will, and the silver needle of ice soul in the distance could hit a hundred shots without fail.

　　Killing the Mongols is like cutting wheat.

　　And the masters of the Central Plains who were rescued by Li Mochou had complicated expressions and hurriedly thanked them.

　　Without Li Mochou, they might have died at the hands of Mongolia long ago.

　　But because of Li Mochou, the entire yard was cleared out soon!

　　"Blood Fairy, thank you for saving my life!"

　　"Blood fairy, good job!"

　　"Blood fairy? Female devil?"

　　Li Mochou listened to the whole appellation and was filled with emotions, a little dumbfounded.

　　Then he jumped and joined the next battlefield.

　　On the other side, Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were also killing each other.

　　"Senior Sister, Li Mochou has already cleared five yards, and we only have three! It's too slow!" Lu Wushuang said.

　　Cheng Ying nodded: "Two swords combined, speed up, don't lose momentum!"

　　Because of Zhao Xuan, although they had put down their hatred with Li Mochou, but because of what happened back then, they still liked to target each other and refused to give in to each other.

　　Li Mochou heard the conversation between the two in the distance, and smiled even more: "Wu Shuang, Cheng Ying, you two are too slow. Would you like my sister to help you?"

　　"Humph!"

　　Lu Wushuang snorted coldly, and moved faster with his hands.

　　Cheng Ying remained silent, but there were more and more dead souls under the sword.

　　On the other side, Xiaoxiangzi and Ma Guangzuo, avoiding several masters, followed the wretched path to the room where Guo Jing was.

　　"Xiao Ma, this is Guo Jing's residence. He was injured again today. If you say we take the opportunity to kill him, hehehe!" Xiaoxiangzi said with a smile.

　　"Then make a great contribution, and the prince will reward you according to your merits, and Jinlun Fawang will have to stand aside!" Ma Guangzuo said with a smile.

　　"Do it?"

　　"Go!"

　　The two took out their weapons and were just about to step forward when suddenly two white ribbons struck.

　　Then, before Xiaoxiangzi and Nimoxing could understand what it was, they were knocked out.

　　"Hey!"

　　Ma Guangzuo screamed, "What kind of weapon is this?"

　　"I don't know!" Xiaoxiangzi was also at a loss.

　　At this time, the little girl floated out directly, like a fairy, elegant and peerless, with a cold expression.

　　Then, without saying a word, the little girl threw out the white silk and satin again and again, as if dancing, but full of murderous intent.

　　So, neither of them approached the little girl, and they were beaten up by the other party with a black nose and a swollen face. .

Chapter 139 I only have one sword!

　　"No, Ma Guangzuo, you stand in the way, I'll rush to her side, otherwise we will be beaten!" Xiaoxiangzi said.

　　"Okay!" Ma Guangzuo nodded, the cooked copper rod in his hand was entangled with the white silk satin that was entangled with the little girl, relying on his natural supernatural power, he was pulling tightly, intending to restrain the little girl and give Xiaoxiangzi a chance.

　　On the other side, Xiaoxiangzi was overjoyed, jumped up quickly, held a pure steel mourning stick, and slashed straight at the little girl.

　　The little girl still had a cold expression, but she directly broke the white silk and satin.

　　As a result, Ma Guangzuo, who was using the milk force on the other side, suddenly lost his traction, and fell to the ground all of a sudden, unable to restrain his screams.

　　At the same time, in the little girl's hand, there was a sword full of cold light in an instant, it was the Xueji Sword!

　　The sword was out of its sheath, the sword's energy was cold, and the cold light was overwhelming.

　　The little girl "Two One Zero" didn't even look at her opponent, so she slashed down with her sword, and Xiaoxiangzi flew upside down, spilling blood into the sky.

　　"She is too powerful, we are not opponents at all!"

　　Xiaoxiangzi covered the sword wound in front of him, his hands were covered with blood, and shouted coldly at Ma Guangzuo.

　　Ma Guangzuo's face changed drastically, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Xiaoxiangzi up, and said, "Let's go!"

　　The little girl stood at the door, her robes fluttering, she was like a fairy who had come out of the dust and vulgarity.

　　Guo Fu at the door heard the movement, and just rushed out, the battle was over, so she could only say bitterly, "Sister, you are amazing."

　　At this time, the cry of a baby sounded in the house.

　　"gave birth!"

　　Guo Fu beamed with joy and ran in hastily.

　　"Congratulations to Mr. Guo, Mrs. Guo, a daughter!"

　　The little girl standing at the door always liked to be cold and cold, but for some reason, she suddenly wanted to see the child, so she walked in slowly.

　　"Father, you're hurt, sister, give me a hug!" Guo Fu said strangely.

　　"You!" Guo Jing couldn't help turning dark, shook his head, and handed the baby to Guo Fu.

　　"Ah, what a beautiful sister!" Guo Fu couldn't help feeling emotional.

　　Seeing the harmony of the family, Huang Rong couldn't help laughing, but her face was a little pale.

　　At this time, the little girl walked to the side, looked at the baby, and said softly, "I... can I hug you?"

　　Guo Fu was a little surprised, nodded and handed it to the little girl.

　　The little girl held the baby for the first time, and she couldn't help but wonder, when I was a child, did my master and senior sister hold me like this?

　　For a moment, looking at the baby, the little girl Gujing Wubo's heart was filled with joy.

　　The baby didn't know why, looking at the strange woman in front of him, he probably thought it was too pretty, so he stopped crying and started laughing instead.

　　This surprised Guo Jing and Guo Fu on the side.

　　Guo Fu couldn't help complaining: "What? I'm her older sister, but she's crying and fussing here."

　　Everyone couldn't help but smile.

　　However, at this moment, Huang Rong suddenly felt a sharp pain, her face became extremely pale, and she fell down on the ground.

　　"Rong'er!" Guo Jing's expression changed drastically, "Call the doctor!"

　　The doctor went back and forth, checked his pulse, and couldn't help being amazed:

　　"Don't worry, Guo Daxia. Congratulations to Guo Daxia. Chief Huang actually has a baby in his womb. Find a midwife!"

　　"What?" Guo Jing was stupefied with surprise, but he was a little anxious as he watched the sound of killings outside the window.

　　Soon the midwife came, and it was busy again.

　　Guo Fu and Guo Jing paced back and forth, worried.