Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

He was often killed without leaving any of his pieces, which made Zhao Shihui feel very bored.

He still prefers the place of fireworks and the music of stringed instruments.

Zhao Shirong shook her head. She no longer had any hope for this elder brother. Look at Zhao Wuxian, then look at him. There is no comparison at all.

"Just looking at the invitation letter and discount coupons, this is an unexpected move!"

“It shall indicate the name, number and date of invitation of the invitee and shall be recorded in the register.”

“Don’t worry about forgery.”

"In addition, after these are released, the opening day of Zhenbao Pavilion, Zuirenju, and Yuelai Inn will definitely be very lively."

"Treasure Pavilion, needless to say, a Heaven Grade Divine Pill is full of gimmicks, and even we stayed here for a few more days!"

"Zuirenju and Yuelai Inn are the brands that the Jingguo Mansion is going to launch after integrating the assets of the Lu and Murong families."

"Have you heard it often recently? That's the Jingguo Mansion, building up momentum!"

"When the time comes, the silver distributed by the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion will go around and eventually return to the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion."

Zhao Shihui was puzzled and asked, "Then isn't the Jingguo Mansion still at a loss?"

Zhao Shirong shook her head and said, "You don't understand! There is a difference between keeping money in your hands and spending it and then earning it back!"

Zhao Shihui asked, "What's the difference? Isn't it still silver?"

Zhao Shirong was speechless after hearing this and said, "I'm telling you, it's like playing the lute to a cow! General, you lose again!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she frowned, raised her head slightly and looked out the window.

Zhao Shihui lost, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally lost.

He asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"There will be a showdown between masters!" Zhao Shirong stood up and said.

"what?"

Zhao Shihui was surprised and jokingly asked, "Which Grandmaster is that prince planning to attack next?"

Zhao Shirong stared intently, and with a slight shake, the person had already flown out of the window, like a wisp of white smoke, floating away and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

When Zhao Shihui saw that she had disappeared, he hurriedly said, "Let's go to Yicui Tower!"

Outside, it’s night.

The snow stopped.

Wang Yue stood under the tree. Snowflakes were swirling around him. They were shattered into powder and turned into white mist by wisps of invisible sword intent.

Opposite him was Dugu Qiubai, who was standing with his hands behind his back. At his side stood a heavy black sword.

far away.

Shi A and Youyun Thirteen Swords stared nervously.

Wang Yue and Dugu Qiubai, who arrived unexpectedly, had been standing in the yard for a whole day.

They don't know what's going on.

roof.

Ye Gucheng, dressed in white as snow, held the sword in his hand, his sword intent gathered but did not disperse, but he did not make a move.

Not far away, Yu Huatian was standing on the wall.

"Dugu Qiubai was in the front, but Ye Gucheng didn't even draw his sword?"

Yu Huatian was surprised.

Beside him, a tall and thin old man smiled.

"Because there is no certainty of victory!"

Yu Huatian glanced at him.

This old man was actually the [King of Thieves] Sikong Zhaixing.

Sikong Zhaixing's height is a mystery, he can be tall or short, fat or thin.

If a person like this doesn't show up on his own initiative, no one can catch him.

Dugu Qiubai, with his green robe fluttering in the wind, his hands behind his back and his eyes slightly closed.

suddenly.

He opened his eyes, and Wang Yue opposite him also opened his eyes.

Clang!

Ye Gucheng and the others seemed to hear the sound of swords clashing with each other.

Snowflakes falling from the sky.

They all floated back to the sky.

This scene was shocking, as if the world was turned upside down.

Dugu Qiubai asked: "How?"

Wang Yue's eyes were filled with sword intent, and he said, "Let's fight!"

"it is good!"

Dugu Qiubai smiled faintly. He waited for Wang Yue for a whole day, allowing him to adjust himself to the best condition.

Gradually recovering from a serious injury.

He also needs a suitable opponent to recover his form.

"Going to Taihu Lake, it's inevitable that we might hurt others here!"

Dugu Qiubai finished speaking.

Groan!

A sword rang out, and the sword light rushed up, shaking the earth.

Chapter 162: Dugu Qiubai: I have a sword, I will give Taihu a middle part!

Suzhou City!

Between heaven and earth, sword light suddenly shot up into the sky.

The [Black Iron Heavy Sword] beside Dugu Qiubai flew up from the snow and rushed into the sky.

Zhao Wuxian took two swords from the sword tomb.

Qingxiao Sword and Zihuang Microsoft Sword.

Ziwei soft sword is in Wang Yuyan's hand.

The Qingxiao Sword was given to Zhong Ling by Mu Wanqing.

There is still one [Black Iron Heavy Sword] left.

When Dugu Qiubai came to Duke Jingguo's Mansion, he brought this sword with him and kept it in Guanshan Tower.

I will draw my sword again tonight.

Dugu Qiubai chose this heavy sword that would not hurt anyone.

He laughed so loudly that the snow in the sky flew wildly and danced wildly. His momentum made Ye Gucheng, Yu Huatian, Shi A and others retreat.

"What a sword demon!"

Sikong Zhaixing was floating in the snow, as if he had turned into a snowflake, but he stood still in the same place, motionless.

His lightness skill, like his disguise skill, has reached the level of perfection.

Ye Gucheng’s white clothes fluttered in the wind.

There was a heavy sword intent in his eyes, and he felt an invincible sword intent emanating from Dugu Qiubai.

Because you are invincible, so you seek defeat?

Is this Dugu Qiubai’s sword?

Ye Gucheng's sword was trembling slightly, his heart was trembling, and his blood was trembling as well.

but.

He is the protagonist tonight.

He had a hunch that he was no match for Dugu Qiubai at the moment.

This is not a difference in the level of internal strength, but the level of swordsmanship.

Wang Yue stared at Dugu Qiubai with a surging sword intent.

A hundred years of silence.

The Sword Demon returns to the martial arts world.

And it is a rare opportunity for me to have the opportunity to fight against such a strong man.

There seemed to be the roar of a tiger on his body, and the inextinguishable fighting spirit burned up and melted all the snow.

Dugu Qiubai stepped on the sword and floated across the night sky.

The sword energy drags.

A brilliant sword light flashed across the sky, startling all the people in Suzhou City, and they all looked up.

"Wow! Sword, Sword Immortal?"

"Mother, stop hitting the child! Come out and watch the gods with me!"

423 Wang Yue waved his hand, and his sword [Hu Ben] flew up, like a tiger breaking through the air, with great momentum, not inferior to Dugu Qiubai.

Two sword energies swept across the sky and headed towards Taihu Lake.

How huge would the scene be when the great masters of the Heavenly Realm fought with swords?