"If you hurt one of our innocent people in northern Xinjiang, I will let your entire Guangling army be buried with you!"

Just when Guangling King Zhao Xu drew his sword out of its sheath, the gate of Jubei City opened wide.

A man dressed in white and riding a war horse slowly walked out of the city gate.

The white clothes on his body are moving in the wind, and a simple long sword hangs on his waist.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, your injury has not healed yet. Go back and recuperate quickly!"

"Your Highness, we are here!"

The old, frail, women and children dressed in plain clothes at the gate of the city saw His Highness, who was exhausted mentally and physically in order to reject the Northern City, riding out of the city.

Everyone gave words of advice.

"Fellow folks, please go back to the city, I'm here."

Fusu said warmly to the old, weak, women and children at the city gate.

"Your Highness Fusu, long time no see."

Guangling King Zhao Xu looked at Fusu, who was dressed in white, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The old sword that had been half drawn out slowly returned to its scabbard.

Da da da da da.

Fusu rode his horse and slowly arrived in front of Guangling King Zhao Xu. The distance between them was only ten meters.

"The army of King Guangling is approaching the border. How could I not go out of the city to greet them?"

"I didn't know that King Guangling and your 50,000-strong army are here to support the Northern Xinjiang campaign."

"Or are you following Hu Hai's order to take the life of His Highness?"

Fusu spoke calmly and looked directly at King Guangling.

At this time, King Guangling put away the smile he could fake before.

He said in a cold voice: "Your Highness Fusu, I admire you very much, you can even say I admire you."

"With three thousand Xuanjia troops, we defeated one hundred thousand barbarian cavalry in the north. This feat is enough to make us a god."

"It's a pity that His Highness offended someone he shouldn't have offended."

"This time, I am not here to help you, but just..."

"kill you."

【Ding】

[Choice 1: Fight with King Guangling. Reward: Xuanyuan Sword, Sun and Moon Sword Technique]

[Choice 2: Give up resistance. Reward: Life-defying elixir]

Looking at the two options in front of him, Fusu sneered.

Men, fight!

"Isn't the prince a little too confident in wanting to kill His Highness?"

Fusu looked at King Guangling at this time and said calmly.

"I am within easy reach of the first-grade Vajra realm."

"You don't need the fifty thousand Guangling army under your command to take your head off easily!"

King Guangling sneered.

As a martial arts master who can reach the first-level Vajra realm just by putting down his butcher knife.

In his eyes, Fusu, who lives in a corner, is nothing to worry about.

Fusu smiled slightly and said: "In that case, please ask the prince to retreat the Guangling army under your command to one mile outside Jubei City."

"How about we live and die outside Jubei City?"

After hearing this, King Zhao Xu of Guangling dismissed it.

He ordered to his troops: "Everyone listen to the order and retreat one mile!"

The deputy general on the side frowned and asked: "Your Majesty, this Fusu has always been cunning. Now that he dares to say these words, I'm afraid there is an ambush."

Guangling King Zhao Xu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I am a master of the Half-Step First-grade Vajra Realm personally said by the eminent Buddhist monk."

"Do we still need to be wary of a useless prince who lives in a corner?"

"But my lord..."

"Don't say any more, let these people stand down, I will show off my skills!"

The deputy general wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Guangling King Zhao Xu.

Seeing that the Guangling army actually retreated a mile, Fusu breathed a sigh of relief.

If Guangling King Zhao Xu doesn't listen to what he says, he forces his way into Jubei City.

So according to his nature, all the people in Jubei City will inevitably die.

"Everyone go back to the city!"

Fusu said to the people in the city behind him.

"But..."

"If you believe me once, you will not lose this battle!"

With Fusu's assurance, these people in the city slowly returned to the city wearing silk clothes.

Watch the city gate close.

King Guangling sneered and said: "Fusu, Fusu, I didn't expect you to be so courageous."

"It's a pity that you really don't know the heights of the world."

"If you want to fight with me, even if I give you three moves, so what? How can you possibly hurt me at all?"

The reason why King Guangling is so confident is that he has confidence.

As a top master who has only half stepped into the realm of a first-grade grandmaster, he is a rare existence even in the entire Great Qin.

Facing a useless prince whose strength is far inferior to his own, why should he ever be afraid!

"Let me do three moves. Your Majesty has such a strong tone."

"But I asked the prince to do three moves and it's not bad."

Fusu now held the hilt of the Xuanyuan sword at his waist and stared at King Guangling on the horse.

The latter sneered and said: "It's really interesting. I haven't met anyone who dares to speak like this for a long time."

"I hope your strength is worthy of what you say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, King Guangling suddenly pulled out the old knife from his waist.

When the old sword was held in King Guangling's hand, the aura on his body began to rise.

A murderous aura emanated from his body.

This kind of killing spirit requires at least a few tens of thousands of lives to be accumulated.

"This sword was given to me by Emperor Qin himself when I conquered Chu."

"I've only used the knife three times so far."

"For the first time, I killed two assassins who wanted to take my life."

"The second time, I killed the man recognized as the best swordsman in the Qin Dynasty today, and became the best swordsman in the world."

"Today is the third time this sword has been unsheathed."

"Killing you is more than enough!"

As he spoke, the war horse under his crotch was already galloping towards Fusu.

The majestic killing energy rushed towards Fusu's face.

Fusu snorted coldly, and suddenly the three-foot long sword at his waist was unsheathed.

A ferocious aura emanated from the three-foot long sword in his hand.

Even the murderous King Guangling changed his expression at this moment.

I saw the golden light shining on the sword in Fusu's hand.

One side of the sword is engraved with the sun, moon and stars.

One side of the sword is engraved with mountains and rivers.

Endless overlord energy surged out of Fusu's body.

He looked at Guangling King Zhao Xu who was coming towards him.
To be continued...