As soon as he heard the conversation below, he remembered Meng Qixuan saying that because of the carelessness of "Shuangrong", he had to add a powerful enemy in the Tongyuan Realm, and that Tongyuan Realm was naturally Wu Ying, the famous Jiuzhou Province.

Thinking of this, few people in the world know about Ling Tiansu's current realm.

After all, in the hearts of the world, it is rare to have such a genius as Wu Ying.

Liangxia and the other three felt the murderous intent above without any concealment.

Meng Qixuan glanced at a corner of white clothes that appeared in the darkness.

Then the white meaning was like a ray of light breaking through the darkness, freshly outlining the figure of a young man.

He coughed twice, with a dark and blue look in his eyes. Then he waved his hands to the two people below, indicating that he was powerless to take action, turned around and returned to the imperial throne, and sat down tiredly.

‘Lu Jingye’ covered his right hand with the back of his left hand, and his fingers covered with blood threads were hooked with force, piercing the skin on the back of his hand.

The mellow and decent nails were stained with blood and soon a thin black line was drawn.

He seemed to be unable to feel the pain on the back of his hand. He wrapped the long thread around his fingertips and gently pulled it out.

Soon, the quiet hall recalled a very harsh sound, like a sharp silk thread cutting the flesh and bones.

Finally, he pulled the long line out of his body intact. The long black line did not naturally hang down, and it was like living and living, floating around him like a living force.

Ling Tiansu frowned deeply, the black thread gave him the feeling... it was very dangerous!

Looking at the black thread leaving the body, the face of the "Shuangfeng" changed, and he hurriedly said, "What is this in the Emperor's opinion? Didn't I say that I will redeem the merits and take action in person?"

It was her carelessness that attracted two cunning little mice to come in. If her uncle had come to do it himself, the young man would probably be unable to resist the black spider silk thread and would be unable to resist it with one blow. In this way, there would be no chance for her to take action.

"Lu Jingye" looked at her with a smile, and the black line floating in his hand fell to the ground with weak trembling as his fingers sagged.

He silently withdrew two steps, and silently agreed that she would do it alone.

Ling Tiansu's eyes rotated rapidly, and the "double cap" body showed the mid-stage aura of Tongyuan. His strength was even stronger than him. I wonder if he still had a trump card.

Meng Qixuan looked sick and looked sick, and seemed to be seriously injured and had no combat power at all, but Ling Tiansu believed that this was not the case.

And the most bizarre thing here is the "Lu Jingye".

"Shuangrong" calls his uncle, so he is naturally a very senior citizen in the Yinsha Dynasty.

If he really fights head-on, he will definitely die.

So Ling Tiansu did not hesitate at all. He jumped down and unsheathed his sword at the same time. One sword was as heavy as a mountain, and the other sword was as light as a feather.

The two paths of heavy and light complement each other, and the knife energy is full in an instant, and the sword momentum of falling rain burst out in an extremely short time.

What Ling Tiansu used at this moment was the unique skill of Xiaozhu Academy, the rainfall in autumn.

Although the knife intention replaced the boxing intention, its power increased instead of decreasing, and it was more powerful and direct than what was used in the ten thousand tests that day!

"Lu Jingye" raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was surprised by his directness.

The "Shuangrong" also changed slightly, and then she immediately returned to a solemnity. A narrow, long and dark scimitar was tightly held in her hand between her palms.

She condensed her energy into the knife, raised it up, not blocking it but attacking, and directly ignored the sword lights all over the sky like rain.

There was a loud bang!

The dark knife burst out with endless darkness, like a terrifying night eroding the sky.

The sword rain in the sky dissipated, leaving the two swords and the boy behind the sword.

With a sound of impact, the narrow blade touched the two short swords.

The corners of her mouth curled up because she saw the young man who was falling from the knife above her head. At this moment, his arms holding the knife were cracking, and the fabric on her sleeves exploded with blood, like a colorful butterfly dancing scattered in the blade.

She said she was disdainful and overestimated her abilities!

At this moment, "Lu Jingye" who was watching the battle saw the boy's face clearly, and a warm smile appeared on his face:

"It turns out to be His Royal Highness. It seems that His Royal Highness is indeed seriously injured. He actually sent you to inquire. Lan Ze... Our goal is Wu Ying. If you can capture him alive, you should capture him alive."

His tone was very plain and confident.

The purpose of capturing Ling Tiansu alive was to better ask Wu Ying's whereabouts from him.

For "Lu Jingye", although he knew that his niece was not experienced enough, it was naturally no problem to win a boy in the Anpo realm.

Therefore, his tone was very confident.

At this moment, even the seventh princess Jimo Lanze herself was thinking this way, so a smile that was no different from her uncle appeared on the corner of her mouth.

But neither of them noticed that a hint of ridicule appeared in Meng Qixuan's eyes on the dark throne that they did not pay attention to.

I don’t know if I really mocked Ling Tiansu’s overestimation or something else…

The long sword in his hand sounded clear, and his eyes sternly shaking, without waiting for the young man in front of him to land on the ground.

Her body flashed and intertwined with the boy's body in front of her, and the narrow blade licked the boy's abdomen like a gentle snake letter.

The sword light in the dim hall was fleeting, and the sound of the cloth tearing was extremely clear. After the sword light dissipated, a string of blood beads quickly exploded under the torn fabric, and miserably sprayed on the cold floor of the hall.

Listening to the sound of the two short swords falling to the ground, the "Shuangrong" and the boy behind him stood with his back, looking at the shaking shadow of the boy in front of him with expressionless face, and finally couldn't stand it and fell to the ground.

Her tone was clear, as if it was regretful, as if it was heartless: "You shouldn't have come here."

The smile on the corner of 'Lu Jingye's mouth became deeper and deeper: "It seems that we have solved a lot of trouble for the poster. Although this prince only has the Anpo Realm now, such a young Anpo Realm is rare."

Not long ago, Meng Qixuan was unwilling to let the Yinsha Dynasty join Ruda Desert again, and even made a sarcastic statement that they would not bring much help to him.

But what he said now is referring to you now. If we hadn't helped you, you would have no choice but to be a young man in the peaceful realm.

Meng Qixuan talked with one hand and leaned on his chin, and the mockery and laughter under his eyes became even deeper.

At this moment, a joking voice floated from the other end of the hall: "Yes, yes, you are right. I really shouldn't have come here. I was just curious and came to see it and then took a knife and a gun. It was really dangerous. Life is important, so I'll say goodbye first."

"Lu Jingye" smiled and slowly sank back, his eyes were extremely cold, and the black lines hanging on the ground danced like a demon.

"Shuangrong" froze all over, her eyes wide open, and she looked at the white clothes in the darkness at the end of the hall in disbelief.

After learning from her lessons, even though she was facing the enemy this time, her aura has been locked on him since she used the sword to fight.

How could it appear silently at the other end of the hall?!

When she looked back, she saw the blood-stained boy in white lying on the ground, the two short knives lying quietly on the floor, and the mottled blood that was sprayed out...

At this moment, it turned into white light and disappeared like a mirage.

The eyes of the ‘double face’ suddenly locked!

Illusion?!

It's actually an illusion?!

What kind of illusion can deceive her eyes?!

So his active attack was fake at the beginning, but... what kind of illusion could actually cause the attack to be so realistic?!

She looked at the boy on the ground in shock and the knife.

My thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang. I raised my head and saw the young man holding two swords in his hand, and slashing at the wall without door with one knife.

Another piece of text that she didn't recognize appeared quickly in the air.

She could see the eight runes very clearly. The eight runes were almost completed in an instant, condensing into a completed talisman.

While the tip of the knife was gently pushed, the talisman power burst into hundreds of thunder slashes, bombarding them indiscriminately.

The entire hall was shaking violently, and the invisible barriers and formations covering the hall were forced to appear and disappear.

A turtle shell broke in half and popped out from a corner of the hall.

The dark hall was finally broken into a corner in a very short time, and the cold and quiet starlight finally poured into the dull hall.

Ling Tiansu disappeared under the starlight while stepping on his mysterious body technique.

(ps: Something happened to Beibei's family recently. I just finished the funeral yesterday. I was so tired. I wanted to write today, but I didn't have any thoughts. I haven't had a good sleep for a few days. I should be able to get on track tomorrow. The update time has not been stable recently. I'm sorry for everyone. I will read and reply to the next book reviews, and I will go to bed with two chapters today.)
Chapter completed!