From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 122

"There is nothing to explain. I am Han Xian'er, the princess of Korea."

"If you don't believe me, just kill me with one sword!" Han Xian'er saw that she couldn't escape, but she was also a bachelor, she raised her chin and said extremely arrogantly.

"Really? Then I'll really do it!" Zhang Wuji said as he touched Han Xian'er's pretty face with one hand.

"What are you doing, stinky rascal!" Han Xian'er screamed.

"Scream, even if you scream, no one will come to rescue you!"

Zhang Wuji couldn't help thinking of such a sentence in his heart, of course he wouldn't say it.

The palm brushed against Han Xian'er's face, and the sword energy on it kept vibrating, and soon Han Xian'er's appearance began to change, turning into another stunning beauty in the blink of an eye.

"It's a good thing I didn't turn into some three-foot-tall foot-snapping man, otherwise I would definitely vomit!" Zhang Wuji couldn't help but vomit in his heart.

But his face remained calm, and his palm stroked Han Xian'er's face again.

But this time, apart from feeling the soft and tender skin, nothing has changed.

"Have you touched enough?" Han Xian'er said coldly.

"Hehe, it's just to make sure that this is your real face, girl, please don't mind."

There was no trace of embarrassment on Zhang Wuji's face, he continued to smile and said: "I wonder if the girl can tell you your real name and where you are from?"

"Humph!"

"It's just a Yipintang killer. Didn't Senior Brother Zhang already know about it?"

"That's why it came here. As far as I know, the scope of activities of Yipintang has always been in the Han Empire. Why did they suddenly send a first-rank killer to lurk beside Han Cheng?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Wuji rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Isn't it because he wants to kill Han Cheng at the right time, and then replace him as King Han himself?"

Han Xian'er was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Brother, you really know how to joke, how can I replace Brother Huang as King of Han?"

"Also... Senior Brother Zhang, you are suppressing him like this, making him a little uncomfortable?" Han Xian'er's face gradually turned red, with a look of seductive eyes like silk.

"Fuck, this woman is really a schizophrenic. Look at how much her personality has changed in a while."

Zhang Wuji had no intention of relaxing at all.

He felt that the woman was deliberately diverting the topic.

Suddenly Zhang Wuji's fingers merged into swords and fell on Han Xian'er's body eighteen times like lightning.

"This is my Xuanyuan Sword Sect's unique sword technique, the Eighteen Beats of the Dark Sword. As long as I move my mind in this secret technique, the eighteen sword qi left in your body will burst out instantly, even if it can't kill you. It can turn you into a cripple."

After Zhang Wuji said this, he let go of Han Xian'er, and stood up with a smile: "By the way, don't try to refine these eighteen sword qi, as long as you dare to move in vain, I will know immediately. I won't kill you, but Do you want to obediently follow me to the capital of South Korea?"

"The life of the slave family is in the hands of the senior brother. Whatever the senior brother asks the slave family, the slave family will do." Han Xian'er stood up and gave Zhang Wuji a light eyebrow, and after a change in her body, she became Han Xian'er again.

"Just, I just don't know what the senior brother wants Xian'er to do?"

"Even if senior brother wants his body, he can still consider it!" Han Xian'er once again regained her timid and pitiful appearance before, and Zhang Wuji was dumbfounded by this change.

He secretly thought that if this woman was in modern times, she would undoubtedly be a proper actress!
"I'm not interested in you, let's talk about why you Yipintang are lurking beside Hancheng."

"Also, what are your plans for the Mo family?"

"After all, according to our Xuanyuan's information, the one standing behind Yipintang seems to be the Kunlun Daomen!"

"Brother, is he interrogating someone?"

Han Xian'er's eyes were a little red, she bit her lip and said in a low voice: "Senior brother also knows that my identity is very clear, Brother Huang. Senior brother thinks that if I am not an absolutely reliable person, will Brother Huang rest assured that I will follow him?"

"My task is definitely not to replace the throne of the emperor, as the senior brother thinks. The throne can only be obtained if you have good luck. The little girl has no virtue, so she dare not ask for the throne extravagantly."

"It doesn't matter if I tell my brother clearly. In fact, I don't have any missions in Korea. The little girl's real name is Han Xian'er, the princess of Korea. As for why she changed her appearance and became the Thousand-faced Asura of Yipintang, that's another story, brother." If you want to hear it, when you have a chance in the future, the little girl can tell the brother in detail."

"I came back to Korea this time because I really wanted to help my brother."

"is it?"

Zhang Wuji had some hesitation on his face: "Could it be that I'm overthinking, or this woman is still lying to me."

"You really have nothing to do with Zhu's family?" Zhang Wuji asked again.

"Senior brother is overthinking, Yirongshu is Yipintang's housekeeping skill, but it has nothing to do with the Zhu family!" Han Xian'er shook her head and explained.

"I don't care if what you say is true or not."

"But this trip back to South Korea's royal city will be very dangerous. In any case, it is impossible for me to let an unstable factor follow me, so it is best to keep the sword energy in your body."

"Next, you can use your actual actions to convince me of your words."

"Of course, if you dare to act recklessly, I don't mind beheading you." Zhang Wuji said coldly.

"Senior brother, don't worry, Xian'er will definitely follow the instructions of senior brother for this trip." Han Xian'er nodded and said.

"Very good!" Zhang Wuji waved his sleeves and left the hall.

Leaving Han Xian'er standing there alone, his eyes flickered for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Oh... what a prudent person!"

"However, it's better to be more cautious, at least the big brother has a better chance of winning." Han Xian'er said quietly, not sure if she was acting for Zhang Wuji, or if she really cared about Han Cheng.

After Zhang Wuji left the hall, he found Su Feng and told him the news from Xuan Yi's sword talisman.

Su Feng was also a decisive person, and immediately began to gather Mohist disciples to prepare to return to the organ city.

After Zhang Wuji met Xiao Zhao and gave her some instructions, he personally sent these juniors and juniors back to the Mo family.

The next day, Han Cheng, Han Xian'er, Zhang Wuji and a hundred soldiers in the army rode wildebeest towards the direction of the imperial city.

In fact, Luocheng has a teleportation array leading to South Korea, but the opening of the teleportation array requires the cooperation of the opponent, and obviously the opponent did not activate the teleportation array for the eldest prince, and the returning teleportation array has been quietly closed a few days ago .

And even if the teleportation formation was open, Zhang Wuji didn't dare to sit down. He was really afraid that the opposite teleportation formation would be destroyed by the other party while he was teleporting. This one turned out.

(End of this chapter)