Chen Palace

Chapter 151
At this time, the night was dark, and the night wind gradually picked up. The willow branches on the other side of the water swayed restlessly, and the green and yellow fallen leaves were flying all over the sky. roll.

"I have long heard that Concubine Chen is extraordinary in martial arts, but seeing her now is even better than the rumors."

The masked man's voice was low, obviously not wanting to be recognized.

Chen Lu smiled slightly, Luo Xiuman turned back, only to hear a clang sound, a golden hairpin was nailed into the water, half of it was exposed, and immediately, the water was full of blood.

"One of you is hiding your head and showing your tail, and the other is serving you as an assassin, and using the many against the few. I don't want to hear your name if you behave like this."

Chen Lu didn't turn her head back, she firmly believed in herself, as if she didn't care about the life and death of the person in the water.

"I don't intend to use a different name... because, you won't survive tonight."

The man sighed quietly, his thick eyebrows suddenly raised with murderous aura, and the heart-stopping sword intent spewed out at this moment——

The sword stroke is so strong that even the emerald green air is involved in this bravery. Those who are weaker will feel the flames hitting their faces and their hearts will be shaken.

He swung the sword with the momentum to shake the mountain, stabbed down intently, as if very slowly, but with a cold light turn, he arrived in front of his eyes.

The Tai'a in Chenlu's hand is ethereal and uncertain, like a ray of silver light swallowing the beauty of the moonlight, her bare hands are slender, I feel pity.

The two swords were about to collide, and the desolate moonlight turned around quickly, and the graceful figure swung away for half a circle. Under the light of the lake lamp, it floated like a fairy.

Yuehua sighed silently, and in the next moment it turned into the rising sun, and under the soaring rays of light, it lingered on the man's neck like a ghost, every time it missed by a tiny bit, but it also made him break out in a cold sweat.

It's been a long time since I asked about Jianghu, but among the younger generation, there is such a wonderful woman!
He thought to himself, the sword intent became more and more simple and dignified, although the lightness and treachery could not be entangled, it couldn't get any further.

There was a "chi" sound, and the sound of the robe being broken was very clear in this quiet night.

After this flashing sword, the man changed from defensive to offensive. He penetrated the sword with abundant internal energy, and suppressed the opponent with every move he made.

Chen Lu's heart is clear. When it comes to internal strength, she is inherently disadvantaged. She is not in a hurry, but her figure is faster, almost turning into a ball of silver light, lingering beside him. The air almost froze and burned because of this——in the night, the man in black's sword was full of intentions, and there was no wind, and the man's clothes were rolled up and blown into the air!

It's time to decide the winner!

The divine light in Chen Lu's eyes was shining, and it was extremely dazzling at this moment. She drew back her sword, and actually held a defensive position, letting the strong wind beside her be hot——

The man in black snorted, not in doubt, but in inconceivable panic——

The strange scene in front of him evoked a feeling of deja vu in him.

He didn't have time to retreat, but the long sword in Chen Lu's hand was stretched out flatly, blunt and slow, like an old monk in meditation, neither happy nor angry.

This sword is ordinary, and it seems that anyone can easily avoid it, but the man in black feels that all directions are blocked. This treacherous sword makes people feel like they are dying slowly.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he also abandoned his sword intent, and headed forward with his flesh and blood——

Blood splattered everywhere, tragic, but calm and transparent.

The man in black endured the severe pain, clutched his bleeding shoulder, and staggered away.

At the juncture of life and death, he used a secret method to activate his skills, and he was able to fly dozens of feet away in a blink of an eye.

He was running fast, with only one thought in his mind, which resounded through the blood of his whole body——

"Three forms of nirvana..."

His face twitched and contorted, and he almost spurted blood because of these four words.

"I thought that she had become a swan song 26 years ago, but I never thought that she still has descendants..."

"retribution!"

He smiled miserably, forced down a mouthful of blood, staggered, and moved on.

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The Empress Dowager became more restless tonight. She sat on the couch and didn't go to bed, just staring at the makeup mirror in a daze.

In the mirror, she was still beautiful and luxurious, but the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were faintly exposed.

She picked out a white hair, stretched out her hand to pull it out, and pondered, but she still couldn't wait for the signal from the other end of the secret passage.

She finally couldn't bear it any longer, got up and pulled the switch, and walked into the dark corridor.

In the secret room at the other end of the tunnel, there was no one there. The Empress Dowager became more and more restless, and the silk scarf in her hand was tightly clenched, wrinkled.

The secret door finally opened, and a heroic figure who had disappeared from his usual figure staggered in.

The Empress Dowager held back her panic and turned on the candle, but saw that half of the clothes were soaked in blood. Wang Peizhi looked pale and looked at her panting.

"That little girl did it?!"

The Empress Dowager's heart ached and her voice changed.

(I have to prepare lessons today, so I will write it here, and I will update it tomorrow)
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