Heroic Soul: Drunken Qianqiu

On the street, the wind was freezing.

Chu Weiyu had a gloomy face, drew out her long sword, got into a fighting stance, and stared at the few people.

He said coldly, "Get out or die!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you have such a fierce temper, I like it." An evil spirit with a stubble on his face and a fur coat stepped forward and said in a lewd tone.

"Fu Jie Zhen, I fell in love with this girl first. Everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis," the Scar Demon shouted at the top of his lungs.

Fu Jiezhen drew out his machete and sneered, "In our Rouran, the strong is the truth. So, are you trying to reason with me?"

Scar's evil spirit trembled, and a chill enveloped his whole body. His face was horrified, and his previous aura instantly disappeared. He trembled and said, "No, I don't dare..."

"Jie, Jie, Jie, let's get rid of these brats first," the long-haired evil spirit took out an iron fan and said with a smile.

"I think so too……"

The last evil spirit spoke, holding an empty hand in his hand, and a long bow appeared in his hand.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Three sharp arrows flew out.

Chu Weiyu's body flashed, and she waved a sword light to stop them. She said without looking back, "I'll deal with two of them, and I'll leave the rest to you."

With that said, Chu Weiyu rushed forward and stopped the strongest Fu Jizhen and the long-haired evil spirit.

Both of them are brave-level evil spirits. If Fang Chengming and the two of them were to deal with them, they might not be able to withstand a single blow from the other.

Seeing this, Fang Chengming had no choice but to swallow what he was about to say, looked at each other with Zhong Fen, and approached him reluctantly.

Sharp arrows struck, and the sword was drawn out, the tips of the swords facing each other.

Bang!

At the moment of the collision, cracks appeared on the blade, and a huge force surged into the body.

Fang Chengming was knocked several meters away and fell to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and screamed, "Fuck! Get together, get together quickly!"

The difference in realm is so great that it was almost in vain.

Two rays of light flashed by, and Fang Chengming and Zhong Fentou had reached the early stage of candlelight.

This way.

The long-haired evil spirit Jie smiled and swung his iron fan, sweeping it towards Chu Weiyu's neck. The front end of the iron fan was filled with cold light, as sharp as a blade, and a sinister aura hit his face.

Chu Weiyu's eyes were focused, she gripped the sword tightly and slashed it away with all her strength.

The blades collided, their momentum clashed, and they were in a stalemate. The two pressures spread to the surroundings, evenly divided.

Seeing this, Fu Jiezhen raised his scimitar and rushed forward. Despite his huge body, his speed was not slow at all. In just one breath, the scimitar was already close to Chu Weiyu's waist.

At the critical moment, a ray of light flashed across Chu Weiyu's body, and a woman wearing armor appeared in time, holding a patterned sword in one hand.

The woman looked at the incoming scimitar with cold eyes. The blade of the sword was unsheathed and slashed out instantly. With just one blow, Fu Jiezhen was slashed back several meters.

Fu Jiezhen staggered to his feet, calmed down his shaky breath, and was about to say a few harsh words, when he saw the woman's jade mouth slightly raised, and she spoke calmly.

"Rouran Fujiezhen, do you still remember me?"

Hearing such a familiar voice, Fu Jie raised his head in shock. When he saw the woman's true appearance, he could no longer hold back the shock in his heart.

The tiger's eyes widened and flickered, and his body couldn't stop trembling, "Yes, it's you, Hua, Hua Mulan..."

He couldn't be more familiar with the person in front of him.

That year, he was very high-spirited, and under the orders of Rouran Khan, he sent troops to the Northern Wei Dynasty, stormed the camp and massacred the city, killed countless enemy generals, and gained unlimited fame.

In a battle, he was killed by an unknown young general and died there. The man became famous because of this, and his name was Hua Mulan.

At this moment, what shocked Fu Jiezhen even more was that the other party was actually a woman, and that he, a dignified warrior of the Xianbei tribe, was actually killed by a woman.

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot.

Fu Jie was furious immediately, his aura rose to the extreme, evil energy penetrated his body, and he completely lost his mind.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable!"

Fu Jiezhen looked up to the sky and roared angrily. The black energy condensed, and his body suddenly grew to five meters tall, like a hill. He glared at Hua Mulan with evil eyes, "After more than a thousand years, I have finally waited for you."

The scimitar was raised, the strong wind whipped up, and the huge scimitar slammed downwards.

Hua Mulan's eyes narrowed, obviously not expecting the other party to be so resentful, and then she raised her sword.

The patterned long sword, with spiritual power gathered, the pink pattern shines with dazzling light.

Gather your momentum and slash out!

Bang!

With the two people at the center, a wave of air swept around them. The houses on both sides of the street fell over and collapsed, stirring up large amounts of dust.

Chu Weiyu used her long sword to force the long-haired evil spirit back, and then lightly jumped away from the two fighting Hua Mulan.

"Jiejiejie..."

The long-haired evil spirit waved his hand to dissipate the incoming air waves, looked at Fu Jizhen not far away, and let out a cold laughter.

After the storm dissipated, and seeing Hua Mulan still standing in front of him, Fu Jie couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes were blood red, and he roared, "Die! Why don't you die!"

Immediately afterwards, Fu Jizhen started a crazy attack again, cutting away tirelessly with his scimitar, and the black light spread all over the street.

When the scimitar struck, Hua Mulan jumped up and stepped on the blade of the sword without hesitation. She sneered, "Is that all you have...no more than that!"

Hua Mulan exerted force on her feet, jumped up, circled in the air, flew behind Fu Jie's true body, and sneered, "I could kill you a thousand years ago, and I can do the same a thousand years later!"

Fu Jie was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched his right ear, only to find it was empty, with only a burning and tingling sensation, torturing his nerves.

The double attack of physics and psychology. If he had only a trace of sanity left just now, then those words were the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Roar!"

Fu Jiezhen roared angrily. At this moment, he had completely become an out-and-out slave. He had lost his mind and kept swinging the scimitar and slashing out without any rules at all.

For Hua Mulan, who was born on the battlefield, this is a living target, full of flaws.

"This idiot!" The long-haired evil spirit frowned, cursed angrily, turned around and fled away.

Chu Weiyu quickly gathered her strength and swung her sword, and a brilliance containing majestic power appeared.

Only a "boom" sound was heard, the light exploded, but the figure disappeared without a trace.

Chu Weiyu frowned slightly, her face gloomy. The evil spirit retained its spiritual intelligence and had a very deep city. It would definitely bring them big trouble in the future.

Fortunately, Chu Weiyu used twelve powers in the attack just now. Even if the opponent did not die, he would still be seriously injured.

Thinking of this, Chu Weiyu glanced at Hua Mulan and saw that Hua Mulan had the upper hand and it was only a matter of time before she killed the opponent, so she hurried towards Fang Chengming and the other two.

On the high building, a long bow was drawn to the full moon, and two arrows were ready to be fired. Where the arrow points were pointing, it was Fang Chengming and the two who were fighting fiercely with Scar's evil spirit.

It sneered, "Go to hell, you brat!"

"It's you who deserve to die!" A cold voice sounded.

Its expression suddenly changed, its long bow changed its direction, and its sharp arrows shot through the air.

Two whooshes, the arrows were empty, and no one came...

Behind him, "Are you looking for me..."