The Good for Nothing Young Lady’s Otherworldly Domination

"Have your sword finally come out of the sheath?" Lin Haoxue whispered, looking curiously at Huang Fujun's half-inch sword body, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face. Just the excitement and anticipation of that smile.

Laughing, Lin Haoxue slowly drew his half hand into a fist, that way, as if to grab something, just after her gesture was done, suddenly, an amazing scene appeared, a red The hilt appeared in the palm of her half-grip. The size of the hilt was the same as the size of her half-grip. The size was just right, just like it should be.

As soon as the stalk appeared, immediately after that, the illusive space suddenly solidified. Gradually, it turned into a blade, and a fiery red machete appeared suddenly. It hasn't opened the front yet, but it is amazingly dazzling, like the condensed by the mysterious power of thousands of fire systems, strong and abnormal, but no one except Lin Haoxue and Huang Fujun can feel the amazing high temperature.

Looking down at the knife in her hand, Lin Haoxue remembered that Xuan Xuan had told her during the retreat, saying that she had left her a self-defense thing. When it was crucial, as long as she thought about it, that thing would appear in her. Hands. Until this moment, she finally understood what Hyun left to herself, and it was also at this moment that she understood what the most suitable weapon was, not a sword, not a gun, or her usual dagger, but a knife, Machete. It seems that Hyun wants to know herself better than herself.

"Well, did the wind disappear?"

"No, that seems to be suppressed."

"In the end what happened?"

Those who have not been blown away by the wind finally quieted down at this moment, and all raised their heads to look at the city head. They saw the petite white boy with a fiery red machete in his right hand. Very long, young people are small, and the two form a sharp contrast at once. However, no one finds it weird, but rather it is particularly harmonious and particularly attractive.

"It's so rich in firepower. Does his sword also have sword spirit?" Huang Fujun frowned as he looked at Lin Haoxue's big knife, and was still muttering.

Everyone in the Demon City knows that he has a very powerful sword, but few people know that his sword is powerful because it has a sword spirit. It is also an astonishing sword spirit. He is in touch with this spirit sword, so he can use the sword easily. But at this moment, he was surprised to feel the fear conveyed by the sword spirit, that was the fear of Lin Haoxue's machete. How could this be the case, it had never happened before!

"Your sword is good? What's its name?" Suppressing the doubt in the bottom of his heart, Huang Fujun asked.

"Red flame." Lin Haoxue said casually, looking at the fiery red knife. It is not wrong to call it Chi Yan.

"Okay, my Qing Lin has come out of the scabbard, and your weapon has also been shot. Then, we will determine the outcome with one stroke. It depends on whether my sword is sharp or your sword is hard. Is that good?"

"Okay." Lin Haoxue responded quickly, forcing Huang Fujun to put out a sword and try her own blade. This was exactly what she wanted. As for one move or two moves, there wasn't much difference in fact, she didn't care.

Upon hearing Lin Haoxue's answer, Huang Fujun immediately moved. He held the sword handle in his right hand and the scabbard in his left hand.

Cangjie said.

This time, it was no longer a half inch, but Qing Lin was completely sheathed.

Lin Haoxue hurried to stand on her feet, like a pine, ready for the oncoming wind, but nothing happened this time. Qinglin's sword body is blue and bright, and the light and shadow are restrained to the extreme. It is no longer leaked as before and caused a windstorm. This is the power of Qinglin. This restraint is exactly the same as Lin Haoxue's red flame.

As soon as the thought moved, the scabbard disappeared, Huang Fujun held the sword with both hands, raised his head flat, and pointed his sword straight at Lin Haoxue.

Lin Haoxue's eyes were sharp, staring at the trajectory of Qing Linjian coming straight, closer, closer ...

Suddenly, her arm was raised, and the knife was also taken in a circle. At once, the fiery red sword carried the whistling wind, with a strong destructive force, at an amazing speed to the Huangfu Jun Qinglin's sword was cut off. This cut was really simple and rude.

Alas.

It was the sword and the sword that collided, and the harsh sound of the gold stone collision passed to the ears of everyone present. Many people subconsciously covered their ears with their hands.

The next moment, I saw that the whole city was shrouded in blue and red. Even if the eyes were amazing, no one could see what was happening inside the shroud. The power of Qinglin Sword and Chiyan Sword is amazing, not to mention the two collided.

After a while, the blue-red color finally disappeared, but what was unexpected was that instead of two figures, it was a long yellow dust. It turned out that the collision just now caused Lin Haoxue and Huang Fujun to stand suddenly. It collapsed a lot.

The destructive power was so amazing that everyone under the tower swallowed subconsciously, and their eyes looked at the tower without blinking.

Finally, I saw a young man standing with a knife, white clothes fluttering, and long hair flying on the smashed and fallen ruins of the city head. Although the whole body was surrounded by dust, he did not reduce his outstanding temperament in any way. This man was Lin Haoxue.

After a long while, on the remnant site opposite Lin Haoxue, a young man in Tsing Yi was struggling to stand up. The man was naturally Huang Fujun. His expression was weak. It seemed that he had taken a big loss just now. But even so, he didn't feel the slightest frustration. I saw his attitude was straightforward and calm, and laughed:

"You won this battle!"

As soon as this word came out, the people below the city tower were stunned, and it seemed that they could not digest this fact for a while.

"He actually won, how could this be possible?"

After a long while, some people couldn't help but lament that Huang Fujun is the myth of the demon city. How could this be the case? But his reaction immediately attracted the eyes of the people around him. The obvious thing. Would you like to say it? After that, everyone was silent. They were all hit hard. The myth was originally used to be broken. They were not unable to accept Huang Fujun, but this myth was broken by such a young boy, but they could not accept it. Yes, this age, so much achievement, what makes these old mercenaries of the Demons City feel embarrassed?

At this moment, they can foresee that this young man will not only enjoy the reputation of the entire Demon City, but in the future, it will inevitably become the myth of the entire Wuyan Empire. After thinking about it, he will be relieved and witness the birth of a real evildoer. A kind of luck, isn't it?

"I accepted it, Brother Huangfu," Lin Haoxue's sword had disappeared, and she clenched her fist. "I just took advantage of the weapon and it was invincible."

"No, if you lose, you lose. Besides, I used to win with weapons." Huang Fujun shook his head, but his attitude was stubborn. "Moreover, you must know that even weapons are part of strength."

"You can do this, thank you for your enlightenment." Lin Haoxue first gave a slight sigh, then stepped back a little, thanked her again with sincerity, and thanked him for both the battle and the sentence.

"You're welcome, you have this strength," Huang Fujun waved his hands with a smile, free and easy, and did not see the embarrassment just now. "Just, in the confrontation just now, I can feel that your mysterious power is extremely arrogant and your body is very strong. Are there any adventures? "

"Is it arrogant? Brother Huangfu is ridiculous." Lin Haoxue said nothing about the mysterious ring, the white vortex, and the existence of Hyun. She didn't want too many people to know. With her current strength, if these were known by others, for her Just a curse.

When she saw her, she did n’t want to say much, Huang Fujun did n’t ask much, just looked at the handsome and disrespectful young boy on the opposite side, and he had some inexplicable emotions in his heart. He knew that the boy in front of him was a girl and knew that she was relying on the replacement Device can be disguised as a male body, but look at her grace, her grace, so generous and chic, so brave to go forward, where is there a little girl's shame?

"I don't know what the little brother is called?"

"Xue Hao." Lin Haoxue replied, thinking for a while, and pointing to Shen Molian who was looking up under the city head, and added, "His name is Lian Mo. He is my best friend."

"friend?"

"Well, now that the First World War is over, then I will go down." Lin Haoxue said, and he jumped down the tower, being impartial, and was falling where Shen Molian was. At the same time, Huang Fujun also took the sword and took a deep look at Lin Haoxue's back, followed closely, and jumped down the tower.

"You are in the limelight today." Shen Molian laughed and joke as she watched her friend stand in front of her.

"I'm really curious about that sword, I can't help it." Lin Haoxue shrugged with a smile, casually.

"You, ..." Shen Molian shook her head helplessly, just about what she was about to say, suddenly stopped, her face was calm, and she was a little vigilant looking at Huang Fujun who was walking in front of her.

"Xue Gongzi, Lien Gong, I want to ask the two sons to go to the city's mansion as a guest, I don't know if I can give a face." Huang Fujun stood in front of them and kindly invited.

"This," Lin Haoxue was about to quit, but before she could answer, she saw that someone had already come and stood in front of them. It was Mo Xuan, the young leader of the Blizzard Mercenary Regiment, and rushed to Huangfu Jun. I'm really sorry, brother Huangfu, the two sons have promised to go to my Blizzard mercenary regiment, I'm afraid I can't go to the main city government. "

"Oh, this?" Huang Fujun looked at Mo Xuan and Mo Qinghe, who followed him, and gave up the invitation, but after thinking about it, he looked at Lin Haoxue again and said seriously: "This battle was lost It ’s because I ’m not as good as people. I ’m convinced that I ’m lost. I ’m rarely convinced. Today, I ’ve served you. In the future, Xue Gongzi and Lian Gongzi are my Huang Fujun ’s friends. Jun will never die. "

This is an invitation, but also a commitment. This is a commitment that one strong person will only make when he truly recognizes another strong one. After hearing this, Lin Haoxue moved slightly, and she came out from behind Mo Xuan. Seriously: "I remember the words of Brother Huang Fu, and starting today, Huang Fu Jun is also my friend Xue Hao. Of course, as a friend, I always welcome you to come and fight with me."

Speaking of the last sentence, Lin Haoxue laughed jokingly, and when she heard her, people laughed, and Huang Fujun also laughed, but with a hint of joking in the smile, "It's the best. I mean it too. But "He blinked mysteriously," Trust me, we will see you soon. "

"Huh?" Lin Haoxue was a little bit unclear. So, she just wanted to continue to ask, but Huang Fujun didn't give her the opportunity to continue to ask. She whispered, and left the place. The speed is called a fast. It is estimated that she will go back to take charge of resting the city Come on.

Lin Haoxue laughed and shook her head, feeling good. To be honest, if it wasn't because of the suppression of weapons, if she wanted to win, it would be difficult, but this battle also made her feel happy and hearty. During the battle, she also felt a sense of regret for Huang Fujun.

"Well, now that he's gone, let's go back together." Seeing Huang Fujun had gone, Mo Xuan said to Lin Haoxue and Shen Molian, and then to Lin Haoxue, "His words will always be revealed, Let him pretend to be mysterious. "

"Okay, let's go together, Brother Mo Xuan." Lin Haoxue laughed. Regarding what had been promised, she naturally would not quit, so they went to Blizzard Base Camp with members of the Blizzard Mercenary Corps.