"..."
The faces of all the people were not very good-looking.
Even Tian Qi and Zi Ying, who had not made any move, looked slightly uncomfortable.
Everyone is working hard, but if you make sarcastic remarks here, aren't you looking for a beating?
"Master Li, you really deserve a beating." Tian Qi thought silently, understanding Zuo Lin and Zi Ying's evaluation of Li Su more and more.
"I stop my good disciple and Yu Heng, and you go and capture Princess Yunran." Wan Daoji said.
As he spoke, his entire body disappeared from where he was.
Fairy Yuheng's figure floated up.
As soon as she left, Wan Daoji's figure appeared.
at the same time.
The four people who came with Wan Daoji quickly attacked Tian Qi and Ziying.
"I can't let you pass the old way." The painting saint held the pen and waved it forward. The ink stained the sky and turned into a river of ink.
The ink-colored river water was like a waterfall and huge waves, covering the four people who were attacking.
The man in black robes, who was at the very back and wore a white fox mask, stretched out his index and middle fingers on his right hand and gently lifted them upwards. The rushing Mo River suddenly floated upwards, as if it had turned into a long ink-colored cloth swinging in the wind.
The three men in black robes in front of them rushed past.
The Painting Saint frowned and was about to stop him when the attack from the man in the white fox mask and the black robe followed closely. On the white fox mask, a ferocious-looking white fox suddenly appeared and rushed straight towards the Painting Saint.
"Who is this person?" The painting sage was surprised and did not dare to neglect. He used his pen as a blade to slash at the attacking white fox.
"How can I let you hurt His Highness Yunran?" Zuo Lin whispered, and the overwhelming sword intent swept across Taihu Lake.
The faces of the three men in black robes who attacked Tian Qi and Ziying changed drastically, and their speed slowed down uncontrollably.
The man in black robe who was fighting Zuo Lin's whole face turned pale green, and he had an extremely bad feeling in his heart.
Uh-huh.
Zuo Lin turned around and looked at the top of the huge wave. When he turned around, he swung his knife forward casually. The man in black robe who had been fighting fiercely with him had his head drooped and he didn't even have time to scream.
"Something's wrong." Yao Qisun, who was besieging Wu Jian, felt the domineering sword intent emanating from Zuo Lin. He noticed the fighting situation on Zuo Lin's side with his peripheral vision, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.
He knew the man in black robe who was killed and knew very well how terrifying that man was.
The top of the huge wave on the east side.
Li Su felt the domineering sword intent emanating from Zuo Lin and felt extremely at ease.
Even though the three men in black robes were about to attack the top of the huge wave, he could still deal with it calmly.
Ziying was already blocking Tian Qi. When she saw Zuo Lin suddenly appearing behind the black-robed man, she raised her eyebrows slightly and gave up her plan to use the Nine Phantom Phantoms.
A sharp blade flashed past.
The three men in black robes fell together, and their heads were separated.
Zuo Lin sheathed his sword, climbed to the top of the huge wave, turned around domineeringly, and looked down at the battle on the circular ice platform below.
"The gap is actually so big." Li Su sighed secretly and glanced at the battle light that was constantly emerging from the circular ice platform. At this moment, he was completely sure that Wu Jian was pretending to be weak and there was no way he was really injured.
The strength of these men in black robes is not at the same level as Lao Zuo, let alone Wu Jian.
"So strong." Ziying glanced at Zuo Lin and was secretly shocked.
Tian Qi looked at Zuo Lin's back, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.
"Boy, how do you feel about being able to stand here and talk without being able to participate in the battle?" Zuo Lin asked casually.
Li Su thought for a while and said: "To be honest, it's not very pleasant. You know, although I have the great wisdom of 'strategizing and winning thousands of miles away', compared to this, I still prefer to fight with fists." A battle of flesh and blood."
Ziying glanced sideways at Li Su, speechless in her heart. At the same time, she thought of the magnanimity and wisdom that Li Su showed in Taihu Lake. Even when she faced off against Wu'an King Wu Jian, she still did not fall behind. She couldn't help but secretly snorted, thinking that this bastard was indeed treacherous enough.
"Are you planning a decisive victory thousands of miles away?" Zuo Lin said softly, "You are far behind. Take a good look and see how King Wu'an solves the danger of losing his clan."
"The danger of losing the clan..." Li Su was startled, his face became more serious, and he looked at the circular ice platform again. Although he still couldn't see the battle clearly, he could only see the streams of light that kept intersecting and colliding, but he could vaguely imagine it. Get Wu Jian's expression.
Da Qian swept across Kyushu, and the external war was basically over.
The Wu clan, who had great military exploits and still controlled a large army, was the only king with a different surname in the Daqian Dynasty... I am afraid that in the eyes of the emperor, he had already become very dazzling.
Great achievement!
If there was only one Wu Qi, it would actually be okay; but the contemporary King Wu An in front of him was not weaker than Wu Qi in all aspects.
"Not all emperors can accommodate great heroes..." Li Su recalled the history of his previous life. Throughout the past five thousand years, he could think of only two truly powerful overlords in the feudal dynasty:
Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng.
Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.
In the era of these two hegemonic emperors, it was rare for their meritorious deeds to be punished.
In this Daqian Dynasty, Wu Jian's every move must be carefully considered.
Just like this time, Li Su guessed that Wu Jian most likely knew from the beginning that His Majesty the Emperor of Daqian was in Taihu Lake and prepared a great gift for him.
"If you can't break up, you can only pretend to be weak or taint yourself." Li Su raised his eyes and looked at Wu Yao and Wu Fengyun who were standing on the top of the huge wave opposite, guessing that Wu Jian might have chosen to pretend to be weak because of family ties. The biggest reason.
"What are you looking at?" Wu Yao felt something on the top of the huge wave opposite. She raised her eyes and found Li Su looking at her, and immediately glared.
Li Su snorted, ignored it, and turned to look at the battle between the painting saint and the man in black robes wearing a white fox mask.
Whether it was Wu Jian, or the battle between Fairy Yu Heng, Yao Ji, and Wan Daoji, he could not see clearly. Only the battle between these two powerful Talisman Masters, he could get a little glimpse of.
"Your Excellency, now that things have come to this, why bother fighting again?" Painting Saint said, he was very suspicious and couldn't guess who the person opposite was for a moment.
"The longer it is delayed, the more serious the coir raincoat's injuries will be." The man in the white fox mask and black robe kept making seals with his hands and said calmly, "The situation may be reversed by then."
Hua Sheng, Li Su, Zi Ying and others were all startled.
The battle between the painting saint and the man in black robe with white fox mask is still going on.
Li Su, Zi Ying, and Tian Qi all looked at Zuo Lin with worried faces.
It was also at this time that Li Su really noticed that the raincoat on Zuo Lin's chest had turned dark red.
"Lao Zuo?" Li Su shouted.
"You can't die yet." Zuo Lin said calmly.
"Are you sure?" Li Su was suspicious, while Tian Qi and Zi Ying were also very nervous.
Zuo Lin was angry, "What? Do you want me to die here?"
Li Su breathed a sigh of relief and muttered on his face: "The atmosphere is here..."
