Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Jing Yue suffocated.

As one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Sword School, this is the second time he has escaped in a panic.

He didn't want to escape, if he could wait for the arrival of the Seven Swordsmen from the Sword School, he would definitely dare to go back and fight, but... can't wait!

If there is Jianxin Jianyi, he is likely to have eroded Jianxin, and Jianyi has collapsed into scum.

However, he has no regrets.

Is it alive...not good?

Stepping on the soles of your feet, the blood burst, and the yellow pear wood sword box ran on the roof, flying between, away from the land of Chen Fu.

As a master swordsman of the Six Rings, he has to leave unless Lu Fan really wants to keep him.

He bet correctly, Lu Fan this time is the same as the last time, did not leave his thoughts.

Fly over seven or eight roofs.

suddenly.

Jing Yue's heart was astonishing. As one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Sword School, he still had some strength. His body rotated at a high speed in place, and the black robe turned.

The body rotates three times on its lateral side, and the sole of the foot steadily hits the roof, crushing a black tile.

In front of him.

A graceful figure stopped him.

The residual sun is like blood, reflecting the white long skirt, fluttering like a fairy.

Three thousand green silk spread out, and his eyebrows were picturesque.

This is an extremely beautiful person, just like the one who walked out of the painting.

The fluttering airflow gave this person a little more immortality, like a fairy in heaven.

Ning Zhao dignified looked at Jing Yue, and Reiki mobilized.

She has no sword in her hands, after all, Cicada Sword is in the handle of Lu Fan's wheelchair.

"The son is in Chen Mansion, you come from Chen Man..."

Ning Zhao's long eyelashes seemed to emit light in the sunset.

After finishing the matter of Huxin Island, she just heard about Lu Fan's killing, so she hurried over.

But it happened to run across Jing Yue.

"You are carrying a yellow pear wood sword box, you are a sword faction, and the son wants to make no sword faction in Beiluo city...so, you can't go."

Ning Zhao red lips lightly opened, said lightly.

"Master Lu's maidservant?"

Jing Yue recognized Ning Zhao, so he was very dignified.

"You are not my opponent, let's go...otherwise, I am ruthless under the sword."

Jingyue Road.

He didn't want to get entangled with Ning Zhao, mainly because Ning Zhao's identity was Lu Fan's maidservant.

He fled twice, Lu Fan did not move him, but if he hurt the maidservant, or killed the maidservant...

That young master Lu is afraid that he will chase him to the end of the world.

After all, he heard that Master Beiluolu had very small eyes...

Ning Zhao smiled, she raised her hand, two light blue air flow surging in her palm, the gauze skirt on her body rolled up, with determination in her eyes.

This time... she won't let her son down.

war!

Ning Zhao's little feet rested on a black tile, his blood roared, and a strange sound exploded. His body was like ghosts under the glow of the setting sun.

Jing Yue's eyes narrowed, his body exploded with six abnormal sounds, and the sword pierced mercilessly.

He was afraid that Nie Changqing would forget it.

Could it be that he will be afraid of the master of Ning Zhao?

...

Outside the city of Beiluo, above the endless plain, the smoke billowed.

Horseshoe tramples.

There are four heads wearing Dou Li, carrying the figure of Huang Limu Sword Box, riding a horse and galloping fast.

The iron-blooded sentry guarding the city's head suddenly found the target, and news spread throughout the city.

The iron-blooded guards are all moving, all together, tightening the strong crossbow in the army, standing on the head of the city, and once the enemy approaches, they will shoot at random.

However, the sound of the horseshoe didn't stop, it still exploded, raising the sky and dust.

Finally, in Beiluo City, the defenders loosened their bow strings, and arrows shot out, traversing the arc on the sky dome, turning into a rain of arrows.

And the four people who drove the horse slid from the horse's back, and immediately fell to the horse's belly, and the arrows fell.

Shoot four horses into a sieve.

The sound of Jianyin burst out, and there was blood rang in the weather.

The four figures performed light exercises from the belly of the falling horse and swept away quickly.

Came to the wall of Beiluo covered with mottled traces.

The clang exploded.

Mars splashes.

Jian Feng reached a slight gap in the city wall, and the sword body bent and flew, so as to use his strength to fly eaves on the city wall and walk up the wall.

The four joined forces and rushed up the wall.

Under the command of Lu Changkong, the first-class defender of the city, the burly body roared, wielding Shen Dadao.

The four of them are wearing hats, and they don't seem to want to fight. They don't dare to fight. Once in the siege, martial arts are useless no matter how high they are.

Critical Jianyin kept on.

The four bodies flew past the iron-blooded soldiers who gathered around the city.

The sole of the foot stepped lightly on the shoulder and it floated out of Xu Yuan.

After crossing the iron-blooded soldiers, over the city wall, they followed the inner city wall, struck the wall with a sword, struck Mars, and landed in the city.

...

Dozens of miles outside Beiluo city.

Three hundred iron rides trample the ground and walk slowly.

In the three hundred iron rides, a carriage pulled by five horses was traveling at a rapid speed, and the wheels turned and raised dust.

Five horses travel, this is the national car.

Lu Changkong rode on horseback, with an iron ride and a meticulous look.

The carriage curtain opened and the disheveled hair spread. The open-mouthed Confucian student carried a gourd and sat on the side of the co-driver with the driver.

"Lord Master Lu, who has committed another addiction to hexagrams, is there a hexagram?"

Mo Tianyu took a sip of wine and sat on the side of the carriage frame, loudly shouting toward Lu Changkong riding a horse.

The look under Lu Changkong's helmet looked like a torch, glancing at him.

"Why does the sir follow the master of the country?

Mo Tianyu, who was circling his hair, laughed, scratched his bare chest, and filled his mouth with gourd wine. He said, "I heard the hexagrams first, and then I learned the hexagrams before being taken away by the Confucius to learn Confucianism. …"

Lu Changkong nodded.

"The road is lonely, then listen to Mr. Gossip."

Lu Changkong.

Mo Tianyu's eyes lit up, and he touched three pans of shiny copper coins from his arms, put them in his palm, poured a sip of wine, contained in his mouth, and then spewed toward the three coins.

The three copper coins that actually sprayed rolled up in the water, and finally fell in the palm of Mo Tianyu.

"Oh, interesting..."

"The hexagram shows the great fierce, Lord Lu, you left the city this time and will hurt your son, the sword faction will be in charge of Beiluo, the blood in the city will flow into a river... Gee, blood disaster."

Mo Tianyu glanced for a moment, smashed his mouth and said.

Lu Changkong frowned, his eyes flashing unpleasantly.

however……

He hasn't waited for his attack.

In the distance, there was a sound of horseshoes in the ears. From the direction of North Luocheng, a ride came.

On horseback, there was a soldier wearing a Beiluo army armor.

After being stopped.

Kneeling on one knee, sliding to Lu Changkong, raising dust.

"Report!"

"Say."

"Beijing Luosuo newsletter, the three big families called 100 masters of Confucianism and Jianpai on Beiluo Lake, asked the young masters, and hired local mob mobsters, united with Beiluo merchants, and caused riots."

"And there are four masters of the sword faction, the sword knocks on the wall, and enters the city lightly!"

The pawns bowed their heads and spoke very quickly.

After listening to Lu Changkong, his body was full of blood and blood, and his eyes were exposed to the sky!

"Dare the sword faction?!"

Instead of roaring the three great families, Lu Changkong directly scolded the sword faction. The family who died of the three masters is not a concern. The sword faction is the one who can really do things.

He knew that the sword faction was going to make trouble, but, unexpectedly, the action came so fast!

the other side.

Mo Tianyu smiled.

Yang Tianchang Xiao, drilled back into the carriage.

"This time, Laozi's Gua seems to be right."

"A bit of a hexagram counts life and death.

Mo Tianyu laughed and returned to the carriage.

Lu Changkong glared at him with a cold face, the horse whip was pulled, and the horse raised his front hooves and hissed.

Three hundred Tieqi speeded up and drove back to Beiluo City at full speed under the pull of the bloody sun.

...

Chen's mansion.

Silent, the blood flowed to the ground, and even stained the water in the pond.

The wind blew, bringing up a windy wind.

Lu Fan was in a white robe, not stained with blood, playing chess pieces, and looked like a jade.

Since the creation of "Baiyujing", Beiluo City, as the city where Baiyujing is located, Lufan will naturally not allow any other forces in the city.

Yes, then remove it.

suddenly.

Lu Fanmei raised it.

Turned his head and looked at the long street outside the mansion.

Nie Changqing received the pig-killing knife and stood beside Lu Fan, his face dignified.

"Son... there are masters."

Nie Changqing said.

Lu Fan nodded, and at 13 soul strength, he naturally sensed the murderousness that swept through the four dark clouds.

It seemed that he had thought of something, and Lu Fan's mouth slightly picked.

"Is the sword school finally struggling..."

After that, he will throw the playing pieces back into the chess box.

"Yiyue, let's go."

Lu Fandao.

"Well."

Yi Yuehu Mei's face was slightly serious, pushing the wheelchair to Chen Fu's layman, Ni Yu also stepped aside.

Nie Changqing grabbed the pig-killing knife and wiped the blood on it with his sleeve. His eyes flickered and followed.