"Jiang Suxin."
Jiang Li looked up at the sky. Unwilling to admit defeat, he slowly floated up and stood in the air at the same height as Jiang Suxin.
Chang Wenyuan hurriedly followed and stood side by side with Jiang Li.
At the same time, Zuo Ziyue gave an order to his two anonymous colleagues and then confronted Jiang Suxin.
Jiang Suxin was alone, without even a lackey to serve her on either side. The three-to-one victory was instantly secured, making everyone present feel lucky.
But soon, these native Zhaoqin monks realized that Prince Yan would not fight a battle without confidence, so there must be something mysterious about this formation.
"Brother Shi, you are here as expected." Jiang Suxin spoke slowly, not in a hurry to start the final battle.
"I came here just to defeat you!"
Jiang Li spoke loudly, trying to arouse Jiang Suxin's fighting spirit which was no less than anyone else in her life.
"Brother Shi is more talented than me, but few people in the world know this. You don't need to argue anymore."
"If you don't fight for it, how can you know the truth?"
Jiang Li frowned, and felt very uncomfortable, just like punching cotton. He looked around and said hesitantly, "Where are the people from the Imperial Observatory? Did you transfer them all away?"
"A group of uninvited guests showed up in the capital. Their abilities are decent, but I was afraid they might disturb His Majesty, so I transferred them all to the capital. Only a dozen people were left behind in Tianzi Mountain." Jiang Suxin spoke slowly.
Prince Yan said it himself, and everyone present believed it, except for the nameless person from the holy land and the arrogant "Tianmingzi".
Jiang Li, in particular, believed it without a doubt.
When it comes to his attitude towards Jiang Suxin, the only word to describe it is complicated.
To make an inappropriate analogy, Jiang Suxin farted in front and Jiang Li was behind, annoyed that this person had no manners at all, but he could scold while others could not, and he still insisted that the fart was fragrant.
By the way, catch the wind and savor the deep meaning in the air.
His expression lightened: "Even at this point, you still miss Zhao Qin. If it weren't for the fact that you and I each have our own destiny, I really don't want to fight with you."
"Brother Shi, are you serious?" Jiang Suxin asked with a smile.
"… "
It’s fake. Jiang Li dreams of defeating Jiang Suxin.
Even just once.
Jiang Suxin stopped teasing and said with a serious face: "In today's battle, I can swear an oath that I will not sin against my parents, nor will I bring disaster to my wife and children. Life and death are only between us."
"I am also willing to swear!"
Jiang Li responded sternly: "If anyone insults his parents, wife, and children, I will chase him to the ends of the earth and make his soul fly away."
"With Brother Shi's words, this king feels relieved."
Jiang Suxin waved forward: "Please!"
"please!"
As the two men finished speaking, the chessboard of heaven and earth began to rise and fall.
One after another, small worlds were born, with the Yin-Yang fish as the center and positioned according to the Eight Trigrams. The Mahayana period on the royal side were the white pieces, and the soldiers and horses on King Yan's side were the black pieces.
Heizi moves first, and Yan Wang attacks first.
In the first move, he took the Tianyuan piece and gave up half a piece.
Jiang Li looked around. The majestic city was boundless. Looking north and south, it governed the east and west.
In the center of the magnificent building complex, a white stone avenue stretches straight to the city within the city. The moat is full of spiritual energy, and white clouds form a bridge, which is magnificent and full of fairy spirit.
In the capital of Zhaoqin, the city within the city is the imperial city, and the moon in the mirror of the majestic city is a concrete projection of a large formation.
Jiang Li recognized the place at a glance, then looked at Chang Wenyuan and Zuo Ziyue beside him, frowned and said: "Jiang Suxin, do you want to die, or is this the way I am in your eyes?"
According to the plan, the three of them relied on all their teammates to provide cover and strive for a three-on-one victory.
Unexpectedly, before they could make a move, Jiang Suxin took the initiative to present herself to them. How could Jiang Li tolerate this
He was restricted everywhere, with Jiang Suxin ahead of him every step of the way. Even though victory was within his grasp, he still felt unhappy.
This was not what he wanted, and he couldn't be happy even if he won.
"Why do you say that, brother? Do you want to fight me single-handedly to be satisfied?"
Jiang Suxin's words broke Jiang Li's defense. Before the latter could blush and say anything, she continued, "This battle is mainly between the four of us. The victory or defeat of others is not important. I don't intend to let them decide the future of Zhao Qin. In this case, why drag it out instead of fighting quickly?"
"So you..."
"The royal family is unwise and in the way. I just hope that my brother can make a decision quickly. I have no other intentions."
"… "
Jiang Li's eyelids twitched, and the familiar feeling of frustration came over him again. Before the fight even started, his spiritual heart felt a little broken.
"Prince Xin?"
Chang Wenyuan spoke up and said solemnly: "The sword of words kills people invisibly, don't think too much."
Jiang Li shook his head slightly, dispelling all distracting thoughts in an instant. He was very self-aware. No matter how hard he talked, it was not possible. Quan Zhaoqin knew that he was not as good as Jiang Suxin. He was not living in a dream, so how could he not know that
Inviting Chang Wenyuan and Zuo Ziyue to join him is the best proof that he feels inferior to himself.
"That makes sense, why drag it out?"
Jiang Li's eyes flickered, his precious clothes were covered with purple mist, and he raised his arms horizontally, thousands of divine lights smashed towards Jiang Suxin.
—
"Is this... Zangnan Mountain?"
Lu Bei looked down at the mountains, golden flames dancing in his eyes. He locked onto the familiar Taoist temple and confirmed that it was Zangnan Mountain.
"It's wonderful, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, it's really a Feng Shui treasure land." Lu Bei nodded repeatedly. He was just a passerby and had no other intentions. He simply thought that the scenery of Zangnan Mountain was very beautiful.
At the side, Yan Xiaoshuang struggled to pry open the claws that were wrapped around her slender waist.
The result was predictable. How could she, a cultivator with a gentle voice and a soft body, be compared to the rough man Lu Bei? She could do nothing but stare blankly.
"What? Why did Palace Master Yan touch my hand? If this gets out, how can I still face people?"
Lu Bei was the first to complain and listed Yan Xiaoshuang's faults. The moment he noticed the changes in the world, he protected his teammates firmly and avoided the danger of being left alone.
As expected, except for him and Yan Xiaoshuang, everyone else was gone.
"let go."
"So that's it. I was wondering if you were moving so much that I thought you were having an orgasm..."
"let go!"
Yan Xiaoshuang leaned back as hard as she could, and Lu Bei let go of her hand at the right time. The beauty palace master floated ten meters away before she could stop. She was so angry that her face turned pale.
Lu Bei waved his hand and called her to his side, asking her to stay still and not run around. He looked down at the mountains and said thoughtfully, "Prince Yan is probably fighting Willow God. Once Willow God is killed, Prince Xin will be next. What a good formation! We have walked into a trap."
Yan Xiaoshuang frowned, thinking that one can only judge a gentleman by one's own standards.
Although she was not a monk from Zhao Qin, she had heard of Prince Yan's reputation. She was well-read and had a righteous character, so she would never be so mean.
"How strange! This is the place where Nanshan is buried, where Quhe and Mengyuan have gay relationships. Have we come to the wrong place?"
Lu Bei asked, looking straight ahead, golden flames flickering in his eyes.
The divine eyes pierced the air and saw two figures.
Qiu Yuan and the zombie gravekeeper walked out, and the former said coldly: "Prince Yan is against God Liu, Prince Xin, and an elder of the holy land. Please take back your previous words and don't judge!"
"Tsk tsk, Lord Qiu has such great authority."
Lu Bei spoke in a sarcastic tone, which made Yan Xiaoshuang very uncomfortable. Comparing the two sides, the good and the evil were clearly distinguished, and she felt that she was ruined.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, this beast is thick-skinned and evil-hearted. Please step back and let me deal with him!"
"Prince Yan said that this beast cannot be defeated by you alone."
"Not necessarily. I didn't use my full abilities last time."
Zangnan Mountain witnessed the gay love between Qu He and Meng Yuan, and was also the place where Lu Bei fought against Qiu Yuan and the zombies. Qiu Yuan was not convinced of his defeat at the hands of Tian Ming Zi, and the zombie gravekeeper was even more upset when he was interrupted halfway through the fight.
Both of them wanted to do it again, so Prince Yan didn't think much and threw them in together.
Two against one, the immortal sword intent may be broken!
On the opposite side, the two teammates were dissatisfied with each other. Qiu Yuan was not happy to join forces with the zombie gravekeeper, but he strictly followed King Yan's orders and insisted on joining forces to resist the enemy.
Lu Bei took the opportunity to send a message, asking Yan Xiaoshuang to give him a sip of milk.
I have digested the previous bite, so this time I want something fresh and big.
Yan Xiaoshuang felt uncomfortable when she touched Lu Bei once, let alone nine times in a row. She endured the annoyance in her heart and engraved the Nine Stars map on his vest with her fingers. Then she placed her hands on it and injected a bright nebula.
Lu Bei's heartbeat quickened, and surging magic power surged through his body. He felt as if he could kill Prince Yan with one sword. His eyes sparkled as he said, "You are quite powerful. I didn't realize you had a hidden trick up your sleeve."
"Hmph, the more you want, the better!" Yan Xiaoshuang snorted coldly.
The quantity is large and it’s enough to fill you up, but whether Lu Bei’s body can hold on and how long he can hold on depends on his luck.
This mouthful of milk carries with it a bit of personal grudge.
Lu Bei raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and pushed Yan Xiaoshuang in the chest, sending the assistant away while using the rebound force to speed up and rush out.
The man was in mid-air, his body flipped over, and he kicked horizontally with a whip to attack Qiu Yuan and the zombie gravekeeper.
“Well done!”
The gravekeeper was delighted to see his prey, and laughed grimly. He raised one arm to protect his side, and with the other hand, he made a claw with all five fingers, waiting to block the attack and then attacked Lu Bei's wide-open door.
boom!!!
He kicked horizontally with a whip, and the gravekeeper's raised arm slowly approached his face. His grin was stiff, and his facial features, which had been hit by his punch, gradually became distorted.
Almost instantly, Qiu Yuan, who was standing side by side, was knocked away by the gravekeeper, leaving Lu Bei standing there alone.
He leaned over and patted his trouser legs: "It turns out that one plus one does not equal two. Prince Yan's arithmetic is just like that."
The extremely fast battle only highlighted the word "fast".
In Yan Xiaoshuang's eyes, golden light flashed instantly, and two black shadows moved across the sky, stirring up a cloud of dust in the distant sky.
The next second, the air rumbled and exploded, the void exploded layer by layer, and the clouds in the sky rolled back.
Thunder, lightning, storms, and earthquakes were all a beat slow.
Lu Bei took a deep breath, feeling the magic power constantly being created in his body. His eyes were clear and his spirit was extremely excited. He couldn't help but let out a long roar towards the sky, and turned into golden light, knocking through pieces of dark void along the way.
The chessboard formation of heaven and earth is mysterious, and the world it creates is extremely real, and is definitely not just a projection.
Boom—
The earth dragon rose up and a line of dust rose into the sky.
Lu Bei charged at high speed, pressing down on the gravekeeper's head. When he passed Qiu Yuan, he stretched out his empty big hand and pounced out like a tiger, grabbing Qiu Yuan's face and crushing the two of them.
The gravekeeper roared continuously but was unable to break free. Qiu Yuan growled a few times and the evil spirit dissipated several times.
“Hehehehe—”
Yan Xiaoshuang: “…”
Sword cultivator, where is your sword
Or maybe, Qili Jing was also invincible in this way