Master of Unlimited Luck

Chapter 127 Challenges

Lu Xiaofeng seldom had any enemies, and he didn't even have the kind of opponent who had the pain of the skin and wanted to shed his hatred by breaking the other's body into pieces.

But today, for the first time, he has an urge to put the person in front of him to death.

This man is not his enemy, even... barely his friend.

However...

If he does not die, once Ximen Chuuxue meets him, Ximen Chuuxue will die.

Su Jing's words are not only his words, but also Lu Xiaofeng's own guess. Ximen Chuuxue is now in the most vulnerable period of his life. It is too embarrassing for him to face an enemy that may not be defeated during the peak~peak period. Up.

Because of his incomparable understanding of Ximen Chuuxue's strength, Lu Xiaofeng knew clearly that the strength of the Flying Immortal outside the sky was simply not something Ximen Chuuxue could resist.

and so……

"Sorry, Ye Gucheng, since you insist on rebelling, I have to ask you to die here."

"Very well, although I can't compete with Ximen Chuuxue, but Lingxi Yizhi once resisted the flying fairy from the outside world, I am also very interested to compare with you again."

There was a smile on Ye Gucheng's face. Although Lu Xiaofeng insisted on being an enemy of himself for some reason, the killing intent in his eyes could not be faked. Since he wanted to kill himself, he would naturally not back down.

"Then... come on."

Lu Xiaofeng slowly uncovered the mask on his face. He knew many friends. Among them, Sikong Zhanxing was very good at disguise. No matter how cynical he was, when he came into contact with the supreme power, he had to obey. The face of your majesty today, as a human skin mask.

These people, no matter how unruly, as long as they are from this world, they must surrender to the supreme right of this world!

Mo said that Sikong won the stars, even Lu Xiaofeng was no exception.

And watching Lu Xiaofeng slowly take off the mask and take off the imperial robe, revealing the familiar strong outfit inside.

Obviously, he was already prepared.

Ye Gucheng also slowly drew out his simple long sword, and the rebellion failed. There was no room for him in the world. In the future, Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, might become a mouse crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat.

But before dying, even if you can't fight Ximen Chuuxue for a long time, and can fight Lu Xiaofeng, is it a great event in life?

Even Ye Gucheng couldn't help thinking, could it be that he was eager to kill me to prevent me from dying in the hands of those Xiaoxiao?

{}Otherwise, Lu Xiaofeng has never been a person who likes to kill. From this point of view, is he still thinking about himself?

Thinking about it, a grateful look appeared in Ye Gucheng's heart.

It can only be said that a wonderful misunderstanding.

Lu Xiaofeng shouted, "Come on!"

"Pick me up, Lu Xiaofeng!"

In today's martial arts, the two men with the highest martial arts started directly in this narrow southern study room.

However, Prince Pingnan didn't have such good luck. He was taken down by Wei Yun who appeared suddenly, and he shouted, "Bold rebels, why don't you catch them quickly?"

At this time, the real emperor slowly walked out of the dark room.

Everything is under control.

And this time.

Under the bright moonlight, a white shadow flicked lightly through the air, as free as a bird, light but swiftly rushing towards the South Study. Although I don’t know where Ye Gucheng is, he was born as a swordsman. His intuition, as well as the sound of the guard mobilizing in his ear, can make him aware that Ye Gucheng should be heading in the direction he is heading at this time.

And behind Ximen Chuuxue.

A awkward figure, like a fat chicken, followed behind him, embarrassed, but finally did not lose it. Instead, it stuck behind him.

"If you don't want to tell me the whereabouts of Ye Gucheng, why follow me again?"

Ximen Chuuxue glanced back. This kid is indeed talented. He has obtained Lu Xiaofeng's light work in just two or three days. He has already seen the way. Although his posture is still awkward, his speed is completely impeccable.

"Because I don't want you to meet Ye Gucheng!"

Su Jing reluctantly followed Ximen Chuuxue, with a serious expression on his face, and shouted: "Do you really want your sword to make your child lose his father just after he was born?"

"But today I have come to accept the challenge, so naturally I cannot return without success."

"How about replacing me as your opponent?"

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, saying: "I have been curious about the swordsmanship of the god of swords for a long time."

With that, a slender figure slowly walked out of the darkness, isn't it Murong Ruo?

With a solemn expression on her face, she stared at Ximen Fuxue, who was standing holding a sword, and said: "I once heard that a peerless swordsman who has a sword in his hand must be a worthy opponent. I’m not in the lonely city, but I want to learn about the brilliant skills of the Sword God.

{}Su Jing said in surprise: "Miss Murong, what the hell are you doing?"

"I've said it all, it's just that I am happy to see the hunt."

Murong Ruo winked at Su Jing. Although he didn't say it clearly, he meant it, didn't you let me stop Ximen Chuuxue for you?Then I personally challenge him, isn't it the best choice?

Su Jing smiled bitterly. Even though your strength is much stronger than when you met me, how could you be Ximen Chuuxue's opponent?

"Well, Young Master Su, you don't have to stop it. I have such a mind for a long time. If there is no chance, it will be fine, but now that there is a chance, naturally he can't let him pass easily.

Murong Ruo smiled and tugged at his guard uniform, and said: "Well, I have to be worthy of my skin, right? Where is the responsibility, senior, please enlighten me."

With a blast, she drew out the long sword in her hand and said, "Even though Murong Ruo is a woman, she also has the desire to aspire to swordsmanship. Now that I see seniors in swordsmanship, whether in public or private, I am afraid that you cannot let the heroes pass easily Up."

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes lit up, looking at Murong Ruo who stood holding a sword, and exclaimed: "A woman swordsman is rarely seen, as pure as you, and even rarer. Okay, let's take it. It depends on Su Jing's sake. You are dead!"

Su Jing was startled and surprised: "I have such a big face?"

He hurriedly winked at Murong Ruo and motioned to her to linger slowly, and it would be better to drag Ximen Chuuxue here.

Murong Ruo ignored Su Jingli and smiled and said, "Thank you! This sword is a soul soldier gifted by your teacher, and it is fused with the spirit of the ice wolf. I was injured by this sword, and the wound was frozen and cracked. It was extremely difficult to heal, senior. Be careful!"

With that, the long sword came out of its sheath.

On the sword body, soft light gradually radiated.

"Soul Soldier? Unheard of..."

Ximen Chuuxue murmured.

And this time.

"I have ten styles of extreme affection, the first style, love, seniors please advise!"