When everyone is shocked...
"Is this your Heyi Sword Technique?" Wu Jian suddenly raised his head, stared at Zuo Lin, and asked sternly.
Zuo Lin was silent and stared at Wu Jian closely.
In the duel just now, he did use his original One-Sword Technique, and it was the strongest blow.
He thought that his attack was enough to rival Wu Jian.
However, before his knife touched Wu Jian's clothes, Wu Jian's purple and gold spear had already penetrated his body at a faster speed and with stronger force.
The strength was released for a moment.
The most powerful sword he slashed could not really hurt Wu Jian at all, but only cut through Wu Jian's clothes and inner armor.
Zuo Lin is sure of this.
"Daddy!" At this time, Wu Yao exclaimed.
"Dad..." Wu Fengyun's heart trembled.
"How is this possible?" Xiao Yuancheng and Cao Huaji's eyes were full of disbelief.
"Old Zuo!" Li Su's trembling heart became faintly excited.
"Something's not right..." The painting saint stared at the two people on the ice platform, with a strange look in his eyes.
Five years ago, when Chu was destroyed, he had seen Wu Jian take action. At that time, Wu Jian defeated the Emperor of Chu with just one move.
Wu Jian stood up slowly, holding the purple golden spear tightly with his right hand.
"You were injured more than me, so I won." Wu Jian said in a deep voice.
Zuo Lin stared at Wu Jian and said slowly: "It's not over yet."
"It's indeed not over yet." Wu Jian said calmly, "No one has ever been able to escape alive from under my arms."
Zuo Lin lowered his eyebrows, glanced at the long knife in his hand, and suddenly felt a loss of interest.
This battle was not entirely enjoyable.
Not fun at all!
He was ready to die tragically, to trade his life for injuries, and even to be completely defeated.
He regarded Wu Jian as his opponent, and naturally thought that Wu Jian would also regard him as his opponent.
The battle between the two should have been fierce and tragic.
The reality is that he thinks too much.
Wu Jian has been controlling this so-called duel.
For the sake of Her Royal Highness the Princess and Li Su's future, Zuo Lin must cooperate.
"continue."
Zuo Lin dismissed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his eyes became as cold as the abyss again.
"Continue..." Li Su's heart tightened, and immediately his eyes narrowed, and a heavenly voice sounded in his ears.
After being stunned for a moment, Li Su calmly approached Mei Chef and asked in a low voice, "Wu Jian was injured. With your strength..."
Gu Qingyan was startled, then frowned and did not answer. She was assessing her and Wu Jian's strength.
At this time, Wu Jian raised his head and glanced at Li Su, "Boy, your idea is very dangerous."
"Is it dangerous?" Li Su whispered, looking down at Wu Jian from a high position, "Don't you see that you have been isolated?"
"Just you?" Wu Jian smiled indifferently.
"Boy, this is not a battle you can participate in." Zuo Lin shouted in a deep voice.
"I don't think this is like a battle, but more like a game of chess." Li Su whispered, ignoring Zuo Lin, and turned to look at the ship where Xiao Yuancheng, Cao Huaji, and Hua Sheng were.
"Painting Saint." Li Su stared at Painting Saint Pei Xuanzi.
"Master, what do you have to say?" The Painting Saint brushed his beard, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.
"Lao Zuo gave you face, should you show some respect?" Li Su asked.
The Painting Saint was startled, glanced at Superintendent Zhao lying on the deck, and nodded, "Mr. Jiang has indeed given me a lot of respect."
"Retreat three hundred miles." Li Su said directly.
"Three hundred miles..." Painting Saint paused and nodded, "Yes, if the old Taoist takes action, he will inform Mr. Li in advance and wait for the time for the old Taoist to travel three hundred miles."
Li Su frowned, a little dissatisfied.
The painting saint smiled and said: "Young master, you must also understand the old Taoist. If you miss such a grand event, it will become a lifelong regret for the old Taoist."
Li Su hummed, his eyes falling on Xiao Yuancheng and Cao Huaji.
"I know that you want to frame the third prince for rebellion, and you have prepared a counter-poem." Wu Jian suddenly said.
Li Su and Xiao Yuancheng both looked a little stiff.
"Relying only on words will only scare away the cowardly people." Wu Jian said lightly.
"Believe it or not, you will testify for the third prince." Li Su looked at Wu Jian and said suddenly.
Everyone was startled.
Wu Jian looked at Li Su indifferently.
Li Su raised his eyes and landed on Wu Yao.
Wu Yao was startled, her brows furrowed, and she felt doubtful for a moment.
This bastard, what are you watching me do?
The rest of the people also followed Li Su's gaze and landed on Wu Yao.
"Miss Wu, don't you feel a little hot because you're wearing an extra layer of clothes?" Li Su asked with a smile.
"What are you talking about?" Wu Yao glared and scolded.
"Yao'er, come into the cabin." Wu Jian ordered calmly.
Wu Yao was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing. He quickly lowered his head and glanced at himself, his eyelids twitching fiercely. Under the bright red skirt of his upper body, a hint of golden color was faintly visible.
Suddenly, under the bright red loose dress, there was an extra piece of clothing!
"What's going on?" Wu Yao's scalp was numb. She reacted quickly and immediately turned around and ran towards the cabin.
"Yangmou, you are not the only one who can do it." Li Su glanced at Wu Jian and then looked at Xiao Yuancheng again.
Xiao Yuancheng's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart.
"Third Prince, do you want to leave with others, or do you want to accompany me to kill Wu Jian together?" Li Su asked lightly.
Xiao Yuancheng's face was dark. After thinking for a moment, he saw the current situation clearly.
He guessed that Wu Yao was already wearing the dragon robe Li Su originally prepared for him.
In this case, once he rejects Li Su, the two forces, Li Su and Wu Jian, may join forces to attack him.
"I will remember you." Xiao Yuancheng glanced at Li Su coldly and said, "Let's go."
"Yes." Cao Huaji nodded.
The ship sailed away quickly.
The Painting Saint was hanging on the lake, looking at Li Su with admiration in his heart.
Who would have thought that this shocking battle would actually become the stage for this young man.
"How did you do it?" Wu Jian stared at Li Su with doubts in his heart. Although his daughter Wu Yao's strength was not very high, she had an extra set of clothes on her body, so she was not unaware.
In particular, his daughter has not left Taihu Lake today and has always been within his awareness.
Zuo Lin, Tian Qi, Zi Ying, and Gu Qingyan were all puzzled.
"This kid is hiding more and more things from me." Zuo Lin felt a little depressed in his heart. He was obviously the protagonist of this battle, but now, most of the limelight has been stolen by this kid. go.
I am still bleeding!
Li Su said calmly: "Is that important?"
"Nature is very important." Wu Jian said indifferently, "I don't like accidents."
"This is a surprise from me." Li Su said with a smile.
"If you try to be smart, you will always reap the consequences." The purple and gold spear in Wu Jian's hand made a solemn sound.
"My good nephew, your opponent is me." Zuo Lin shouldered the long sword and smiled coldly.
"Old Zuo, there's a big difference in seniority." Li Su glanced at Zuo Lin and hummed, "King Wu'an and I are the same generation."
Zuo Lin's eyelids twitched fiercely, and his whole face turned dark.
Wu Jian smiled, very coldly, and stared at Li Su, "Since you have this awareness, my elders should treat everyone equally. This is my respect for you."
Tian Qi, Zi Ying, and Gu Qingyan all felt their hearts beating with fear. When they saw Li Su with his hands behind his back and looking down at Wu Jian, the corners of the mouths of the three women twitched slightly.
"This bastard really doesn't care about life and death. At this time, he still deserves a beating." Ziying's scalp was numb.
"Brother Wu, I have a question, can you answer it?" Li Su looked at Wu Jian and asked leisurely.
Wu Jian was indifferent and silent, and there was a faintly strong and extremely cold evil energy flowing on the purple golden branch.
"Do you think, to His Majesty the Emperor, is Princess Yunran beside me more important, or you?"
