Lu Tianxing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and patted the man in green on the shoulder: "Jimo Sword City was once a member of the Weilong Alliance, how can it be said to be an enemy? My dear nephew, please don't talk nonsense."
The man in green clothes said helplessly: "Besides Su Baiyi, there is another girl in the city, named Nangong Xier. She is the most beloved junior sister of Nanyulou. And the Jimo Sword Immortal—"
"I am the wife of Nanyulou." Jimo Huaxue said calmly, "Of course I have to protect my fellow apprentices for him."
Lu Tianxing frowned and held the hammer at his waist: "Is the Lord of Jimo City going to help Demon City? Think about it, that means you are standing against the entire martial arts world!"
"People without strength always use big and general things like good and evil, Jianghu, etc. to suppress you. Whether I stand on the opposite side of Jianghu is my business. But at this moment, I stand opposite you." Jimo Huaxue gently hooked her finger, and a crimson long sword flew out of the sheath, pointing at Lu Tianxing, "What dare you do?"
"Use Qi to control the sword..." Lu Tianxing's back was covered with cold sweat, and the hand holding the iron hammer at his waist was trembling slightly. He didn't dare to move rashly. He glanced at the man in green.
The man in green scratched his head: "I think it is natural that a junior like me cannot defeat the Sword Immortal. Even if I surrender without a fight, no one will blame me. As for Uncle Lu, you are the head of a family! The four major families are not weaker than Jimo Sword City. We have to fight!"
"You are really a bad boy." Lu Tianxing licked his lips, then suddenly pulled out the hammer from his waist, and attacked Jimo Huaxue in an instant.
"So fast!" exclaimed the man in blue.
"Thunder!" Lu Tianxing shouted, and swung the iron hammer in his hand violently. In an instant, it turned into dozens of hammer shadows and smashed towards Jimo Huaxue. He did not show any mercy at all because the other party was a peerless beauty. If the hammer hit, no matter how beautiful the face was, it would only become a pool of meat paste.
But there was a loud "bang", and dozens of hammer shadows returned to the iron hammer again.
In front of the hammer, there was a long sword, preventing it from moving forward at all.
Lu Tianxing's hand holding the hammer was shaking violently. He was breathing heavily and his forehead was covered in sweat.
"This hammer is good." Jimo Huaxue nodded slightly, "I heard that the forging skills of the head of the Lu family are unparalleled in the world. After seeing it today, it is indeed true. It's a pity that his martial arts skills are not good enough."
Lu Tianxing shouted angrily: "Jimo City Lord, no matter how good your swordsmanship is, you must not insult others!"
"What do you think of my sword?" Jimo Huaxue suddenly asked.
Lu Tianxing was stunned, and carefully looked at the crimson sword, and finally said in surprise: "This is..."
"This is a gift he gave me. I have been reluctant to use it all these years. But if a sword is not used for a long time, a fairy item will turn into a common item." Jimo Huaxue looked at the sword with a wandering look in her eyes, "So I brought it out this time."
Lu Tianxing took a deep breath and said, "This is the Sword of the God of Fire, a well-deserved immortal sword. It has been missing for decades. I didn't expect it to be in your hands."
"Call it the Fire God Sword, but that name doesn't sound nice. I still prefer it to be called Hongyan." Jimo Huaxue lightly hooked her fingers, and the Hongyan Sword returned to its sheath.
The hammer in Lu Tianxing's hand fell to the ground, and he shook his head: "I can't stop you."
"Of course." Jimo Huaxue stepped aside and flashed past Lu Tianxing.
Seeing Jimo Huaxue leave, Lu Tianxing smiled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, put the hammer back to his waist, and said in a relaxed tone: "This woman is really amazing!"
The man in blue was stunned: "You are..."
"How is it, nephew? I acted pretty hard, didn't I? I certainly can't win in a fight, but it wouldn't be worth it if I lost arms and legs. So I guess I did my best even though I sweated a lot." Lu Tianxing said with a smile.
"How shameless..." The man in blue gave a thumbs up, "He's about the same as me, maybe we can really talk about forming an alliance."
Under the demon castle, Xiao Sheng retreated to Yan Xiaotang's side. His clothes were stained with blood, both his and Bai He's. He looked solemn: "Seventh Brother? How is he?"
Yan Xiaotang looked up at the sky and saw a blue eagle flying across the sky.
"The formation is complete." Yan Xiaotang whispered.
Bai He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "The host is right, there really is a master of formation in Demon City."
A mist gradually spread outside the Demon Castle.
"When I was young, I once accidentally entered a place. I saw many things that many people had never seen, and met many people that many people could not imagine. The people in that village all had the surname Zhuge." Yan Xiaotang raised his head and said, "Set up the formation!"
Su Baiyi on the tower was stunned: "Why is it foggy?"
"Take advantage of the fog and rush out later," Mo Wen reminded.
In the distance, Dongfang Yun and I also noticed this strange fog. The scope of the fog was getting larger and larger and had already invaded their surroundings.
Wang Ruoxu frowned and said, "I didn't expect that there is a master of formation in the Demon City. They want to take advantage of this fog to escape!"
Dongfang Yun said in a deep voice: "Dragon Lord, if you don't take action now, it will be too late."
"Formation, trickery." Mr. Long snorted coldly, "It's a pity that in the world, I have never seen anyone who is better than him in the art of trickery."
"Who?" I asked Dongfang Yun.
"Bai Jile." Mr. Long said faintly.
Just as he finished speaking, countless cranes suddenly flew up from the thick fog below the Demon Castle, broke through the fog and soared into the sky.
"What is this!" Ling Ran looked at the white crane in front of him in surprise as it suddenly disappeared and turned into countless cranes. Then, when those cranes took off into the sky, the fog that had just arisen slowly receded.
"Illusion?" Adou asked in confusion.
Yan Xiaotang suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. He said in a deep voice: "It's not an illusion, he broke my formation!"
On the city wall, Mo Wen's eyes widened: "How could this be! How could this be!"
Su Baiyi frowned and said, "City Lord, have you ever seen a similar scene?"
"I've seen it, on the coast of the South China Sea, on Yingzhou!" Mo Wen said in a deep voice.
"I thought you were such a powerful formation master, but it turns out you only know the basics." The cranes gathered into a human form again. The white crane landed steadily on the ground, picked up the Feidao sword that Zhao Xiaqiu had just dropped on the ground, and swung it violently. The Feidao sword pierced through the mist that had not yet dissipated and attacked Yan Xiaotang.
Ye Huo and Xiao Sheng blocked Yan Xiaotang's way at the same time.
Bai He smiled, and the Fei Dao sword spun in the air and flew towards Zhao Xia Qiu.
"Compared to this formation master who only knows the basics, you are a greater threat to my Heavenly Palace."
Zhao Xia Qiu raised his head, roared, and prepared to take the sword by force.
It was too late for Xiao Sheng and Ye Huo to react, while Ling Ran and A Dou were protecting Gu Ye, far away from Zhao Xia Qiu, and the Ox-Head and Horse-Face were unable to block the sword at all.
"Damn it." Mo Wen was ready to jump down, but he knew it was too late.
"Come back." A gentle voice suddenly sounded.
The Feidao Sword's momentum stagnated, and then it actually turned around and flew in another direction.
"What!" Bai He exclaimed in surprise.
"If someone is besieging the city, then break out. Since you want to break out, just use knives and swords to fight. It's not like you to stick to tricky things like formations. Don't ask." The woman in red walked forward slowly, grabbed the flying Feidao sword, and said quietly, "The broken sword has no edge, but it has sword intent. Not bad." After she finished speaking, she threw the sword out again, and the Feidao sword flew towards Zhao Xia Qiu again, but this time there was no murderous intent at all, and finally it was steadily inserted in front of Zhao Xia Qiu.
The stunning woman in red walked out of the last piece of mist, stood at the foot of the city, and looked up: "I'm here."