Luofengpo.
A gust of evening wind blew through the hem of Zhou Ruoxiao's clothes. Zhou Ruoxiao took two steps forward, looked up at Jiang Fengqing and said with a smile, "Isn't this the eldest prince? We haven't seen each other for a while since you left Chang'an. Before I heard that the eldest prince disappeared on the way to exile, I miss you very much, and I also heard that the minister of Dali Temple, He Shengbai, is also talking about you day and night!"
Jiang Fengqing smiled when he heard this, "I have been in Chang'an for a long time, and I am very bored. I want to go out and walk around to get some fresh air. But don't be anxious, Prince Zhou. I will definitely visit you at your house when I return to Chang'an tomorrow, and I’ll also go back and ask for a cup of tea from Mr. He.”
"Oh, back to Chang'an? Then why don't you rest in my tent tonight and let's go back to Chang'an together tomorrow? Are you going to burn all my tents instead?" Zhou Ruoxiao asked with a smile, but there was no words left in his words. It means coldness, which makes everyone who hears it feel chilly.
"Haha, it's getting cold. It's too cold to sleep here and you'll easily get rheumatism. I'm kind enough to light a fire for you to warm yourself up. Who would have thought that the fire is a little too hot? I'm really sorry." Lin Tianyou's face was filled with emotion. said with a smile.
"Is this the wine from your Caishentang? It smells really bad. You don't add shit to it, right?" Zhou Ruoxiao laughed, "I heard about Chang'an when I was still at Yumen Pass. The wine at Caishentang is notorious for being full of clumps of shit!"
After saying that, Zhou Ruoxiao raised his hand and waved, and a powerful force turned into a flawless white tiger shadow and attacked Jiang Fengqing.
Jiang Fengqing had to stop playing, and turned over and gave way to the Guqin.
However, the phantom tiger pursued him relentlessly, but failed to catch him, turned around and ran towards him again.
Jiang Fengqing held her breath and concentrated, no longer avoiding, but holding the guqin upright with her left hand, and her right hand fluctuated rapidly on the strings.
The rapid sound of the piano turned into several almost transparent long swords, which rushed straight towards the pursuing tiger phantom with a bloody murderous aura.
The soldiers below all looked up at the fight between the figures in the sky.
It can be said that the outcome of the battle between these people is directly related to their life and death.
Although high-grade warriors will crush low-grade warriors, if there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant.
This is why Jiang Fengqing and others sent people to attack Zhou Ruoxiao first.
One reason is to take advantage of the chaos to assassinate the new emperor sitting in the dragon chariot, and the other reason is to consume Zhou Ruoxiao's people so that others will not interfere when he and Zhou Ruoxiao are fighting. At the same time, if Being able to force Zhou Ruoxiao to take action would not only reveal his actual strength, but also give them an advantage when they fight next.
Moreover, it seems to be seen from the battle just now that the subordinates of both sides are evenly matched.
In this way, the battle situation is greatly simplified. It seems that as long as one side has the upper hand in the duel with high-end combat power, it can immediately lead its men to crush the other side.
Jiang Fengqing's Qinyin sword quickly collided with Zhou Ruoxiao's tiger shadow.
A red light shone out where the two collided, causing everyone to raise their hands to cover their eyes, unable to look directly at them.
When the light dissipated, everyone looked up and saw Lin Tianyou standing in front of Jiang Fengqing with a serious look on his face.
The phantom of the tiger in the sky and the long sword of Qinyin have disappeared.
After a moment, a corner of Lin Tianyou's sleeve slowly fell from his clothes.
"Prince Zhou has such power with just one strike. I'm afraid he has already entered the eighth level!" Lin Tianyou said in a deep voice.
Jiang Fengqing, who was behind Lin Tianyou, took her hand back from the strings and hid it in the sleeves of her robe.
There were already two small blood marks on his hands, and they were trembling slightly.
Just now, he and Zhou Ruoxiao had a brief fight.
As you can imagine, the result is that he, who has a fourth-grade cultivation, is no match for Zhou Ruoxiao, who has a seventh-grade cultivation. If Lin Tianyou hadn't blocked the blow for him at the last moment, he would have been seriously injured by the tiger's shadow.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fengqing glanced at Zhou Ruoxiao with lingering fear.
This time, we could not test Zhou Ruoxiao's true strength, but we could also verify a conclusion.
It was no coincidence that Jiang Ruoting was defeated by Jiang Xianfeng.
But now Lin Tianyou and Jiang Fengqing have another doubt in their minds.
That is, what is the relationship between Wang Daofan and Zhou Ruoxiao?
Originally, after Jiang Fengqing was deprived of his status as the eldest prince by Wang Daofan, he believed that Wang Daofan and Zhou Ruoxiao were on Jiang Ruoting's side.
But anyone who understands the situation can see that Zhou Ruoxiao betrayed Jiang Ruoting and chose to side with Jiang Xianfeng.
What about Wang Daofan?
Wang Daofan also came here this time, and Wang Daofan's strength is also extremely terrifying. If Wang Daofan chooses to cooperate with Zhou Ruoxiao again, then Jiang Fengqing will no longer have to worry about the throne.
Once these two people join forces, no one here can stop them.
But he chose to sit back and watch, neither helping Jiang Fengqing and the others deal with Zhou Ruoxiao, nor cooperating with Zhou Ruoxiao to deal with Jiang Fengqing.
Zhou Ruoxiao laughed, "How can I reach the eighth level with this level of cultivation? I can only use it to deal with you rotten fish and shrimps."
Zhou Ruoxiao's arrogant and rude words did not touch Lin Tianyou at all. He just pursed his lips, his eyes remained calm and did not make any waves.
The next moment, Lin Tianyou moved.
The clothes on his upper body were instantly shattered and turned into countless rags, and a burly body appeared in front of everyone.
Two huge bone wings suddenly appeared on his muscular back. These bone wings were as white as silver, and each bone was sharp and angular, strong and strong.
With a slight wave of the bone wing, Lin Tianyou's body exploded out, rushing towards Zhou Ruoxiao at a speed that could hardly be caught by the naked eye of an ordinary person.
Against the background of the dark night sky, Lin Tianyou's figure slid to the ground like a comet, leaving only a cold arc.
Zhou Ruoxiao's face became a little more solemn at this time, and he stood in the air with a kick.
Just as he was setting up his defense, the sound of Jiang Fengqing's piano sounded again.
Although the damage caused by the sound of the piano can be almost ignored for Zhou Ruoxiao, many of his subordinates find it difficult to resist.
If he were to forcibly interrupt Jiang Fengqing's playing, it would definitely have a certain impact on his mind, and it would also make him fall deeper into passivity under the punch of Lin Tianyou, who was already nearby.
But if you ignore the survival of the soldiers below, you will definitely suffer countless losses to your subordinates.
By the time.
Once Zhou Ruoxiao leads his men to attack after the confrontation between the two sides, he will definitely lose the round and will never have any chance to make a comeback.
Thinking of this, Lin Tianyou's punch had already hit Zhou Ruoxiao.
Zhou Ruoxiao cleverly turned slightly to avoid Lin Tianyou's punch, and turned to his side.
The next moment, Zhou Ruoxiao raised his right hand and turned his palm into a knife to attack Lin Tianyou's side.
However, Lin Tianyou refused to dodge, and the bone wing behind him slapped him at an extremely fast speed.
There are actually extremely sharp and tiny bone spurs around the bone wings. With the blessing of such speed, these bone spurs have become murderous weapons.
If an ordinary person were to receive this blow, not even a single spot on his body would be intact.
Lin Tianyou's move was because he wanted to gamble with Zhou Ruoxiao.
If Zhou Ruoxiao gave in, he could naturally avoid Lin Tianyou's attack. But this also happened when the two of them had just fought, and they lost a lot of momentum.
If Zhou Ruoxiao doesn't give in, then both of them will be attacked by each other.
It's too late, but it's soon.
Zhou Ruoxiao naturally saw Lin Tianyou's flapping bone wings, but the thoughtful look on his face only flashed for a second.
One second later, his sword palm speed increased by three points.
Obviously, he did not choose to give in.
Zhou Ruoxiao's palm sword was powerful, heavy and fierce. It hit Lin Tianyou on the waist, causing him to tilt instantly and fly out like a kite with its string broken.
However, the bone wing on Lin Tianyou's back was not a vegetarian. It scraped hard on Zhou Ruoxiao's body, and countless blood splashed on Zhou Ruoxiao's body.
However, Zhou Ruoxiao's expression did not change much. Only his clothes were torn to pieces and some broken flesh appeared on his side.
Lin Tianyou flew backwards for nearly a mile before he stopped.
When he stopped, his face was flushed, his breath was disordered, and his waist was even more dented. He could feel that a piece of his waist bone had been broken. The bone spurs penetrated deeply into his flesh, causing him to feel pain one after another.
Seeing this, Jiang Fengqing was also shocked. The fight between the two seemed ordinary. There was no fancy formation, but it was full of dangers.
This is a duel between high-level warriors. They have no skills in the fight, but every punch and kick is full of mystery. A seemingly ordinary palm contains terrifying power.
Because the golden elixir in the body of a high-level warrior has been formed, the internal energy at this time is like a surging ocean, boundless.
It is even said that when a warrior reaches the ninth level, he can even directly mobilize the power of heaven and earth to fight his opponent.
Ordinary warriors borrow power from heaven and earth to strengthen themselves, but ninth-level warriors can already directly use the power of heaven and earth.
This shows that ninth-grade warriors are completely different from those below eighth-grade warriors.
Even ninth-level warriors can destroy countless low-level warriors with one palm, so ninth-level warriors are also called fake immortals, and there is a saying that everyone below ninth-level warriors is an ant.
At this time, Jiang Fengqing's eyes were focused on Luo Qing on the ground.
At this time, Luo Qing was firmly protecting Jiang Xianfeng behind him, watching the battle situation in the sky warily.
Jiang Fengqing naturally knew Luo Qing's identity and also knew that Luo Qing seemed to have a seventh-level cultivation level.
However, he still started to launch an offensive, and several musical notes formed the shadow of an armored warrior, attacking Luo Qing on the ground.
The fierce armored warrior raised his spear high and charged towards Luo Qing.
Jiang Xianfeng nestled behind Luo Qing, looking at the armored warriors charging towards him and the familiar yet unfamiliar face looming in the sky, he felt a little confused for a moment.
He knew that his strange imperial brother wanted to kill him, and he also knew that everyone who came here today wanted to kill him, and he also knew that the blood spilled on the ground today was all for him, but he didn't know the reason for all this. .
Is it just because of the sword in his arms?
Jiang Xianfeng carefully looked at the Human Emperor Sword in his arms, staring at it blankly, as if he wanted to get an answer from it.
However, Jian remained silent and would not give him an answer.
