Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Seeing the three shadows disappearing quickly, Luo Qingyang was furious, his eyes widened, his true energy surged wildly, and the powerful pressure shocked people to retreat again and again.

Qing Wang, however, looked ecstatic, and hurriedly ordered the masters around him to lead him to the bedroom.

"Hurry up... victory or defeat depends on this move. If these ants dare to interfere, kill them directly."

Qing Wang pointed at the three hundred guards who were staggering. There were many corpses lying on the ground, and blood was flowing.

But most of the guards were just injured, not dead yet.

Several guests immediately rushed up fiercely, with swords and shadows flashing, directly killing the guards along the way, kicking the corpses away, and clearing a path to the door of the bedroom.

Luo Qingyang's eyes were cold, and seeing his subordinates being insulted and killed in this way, he ran away directly, and a large amount of sword energy poured out.

Jue Wuqing, Qin Huairui and another powerful independent cultivator tried their best to block the way in front. Even though they were covered in blood and their mouths were spurting blood, they did not flinch.

Qing Wang ran forward with big strides, not caring about the gorgeous royal robe dragging in the pool of blood. He was in high spirits and rushed up the steps in front of the bedroom, ready to push open the bedroom door with his own hands.

Whoosh~

A quick sound broke through the air and broke in forcefully. In this scene of explosion and roar, it still occupied a place.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

A guest's expression changed drastically, and he reached out to grab Qing Wang's shoulder, trying to pull Qing Wang away.

Another guest directly blocked behind Qing Wang.

Puff~

Bang! ! !

The long sword flashing with the light of thunder and fire instantly pierced the man's chest and hit the white jade stone at the door of the bedroom.

There was a muffled sound, and the tip of the sword sunk several inches, and the broken stones shot out, while the sword body was still shaking violently.

"The two princes are killing so many people in the palace. Are they going to rebel and usurp the throne?"

A long shout came from the horizon, and the sound was like thunder.

Everyone was stunned, and looked over while being alert.

I saw a red figure floating in the sky, with a slender figure showing domineering and a cold face.

"Huh~"

"Madam, why don't you come out?"

After walking two steps, the red figure looked around and scratched his head in confusion, and the domineering aura on his body disappeared instantly.

Everyone was startled again, and their eyes quickly scanned, looking for other figures.

A helpless sigh sounded in the huge palace.

Everyone turned their heads suddenly, and saw a black dot in the north suddenly jumped up, like the rising sun, rapidly enlarging in everyone's eyes.

When they got closer, they found that it was a man wearing an evil ghost mask.

The bronze mask was golden, and the ferocious evil ghost image was very scary and impressive, and it was hard to forget.

The man came to the roof of the nearby palace in silence, and his slender figure stood tall with a two-meter-long stick on his back.

The red-clothed figure stood on the southern palace, and the bronze-masked man was on the north, facing each other from a distance.

But then, there was movement from the west again.

A beautiful figure floated down and landed on the western palace.

A beautiful figure was wrapped in a beautiful robe, embroidered with peony flowers, and was out of the world.

But what can't be ignored is the heroic spirit in the woman's eyebrows.

The woman held a sword in one hand and stood sideways, as elegant as a gentleman.

As soon as the woman appeared, the red-clothed figure, who was originally cold and upright, smiled and jumped to the woman's side, asking about her well-being.

The woman was a little impatient, but the red-dressed figure still smiled and flattered.

"Xinyue, although it's only been a month, the doctor said it's best not to do it... If you don't believe me, I'll go to the academy and invite Senior Xin Baicao who is watching the show?"

Li Xinyue had no choice but to nod helplessly and let Lei Meng kill her.

One after another, strong men appeared, and everyone present restrained their strength, not daring to act rashly, and each was alert to the surroundings.

But this is not the end.

A delicate young man quietly swept up to the palace in the east, and greeted them with a smile, and everyone was startled.

"I am Tang Lianyue from the Tang Sect. I have just come to Tianqi. I hope you will forgive me if I am rude."

Hearing the word "Tang Sect", everyone was stunned, and then their faces changed, secretly adjusting their breath, so as not to know when they were poisoned.

After all, except for the old Wen family, the Tang Sect's poison technique can be deservedly called the second best in the world.

Seeing the four masters suddenly appear, King Qing hid behind several retainers, his face gloomy and ugly, his mouth gnashing his teeth.

King Qing thought of the last powerful competitor, and was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that the opponent had such a grand show and momentum before he really showed up.

King Jingyu's expression in the sky was somewhat complicated.

A pair of sharp eyes were looking for the figure of his royal brother.Dada~

Dada~~

A group of figures stepped forward, full of calmness and composure.

A series of eyes shot over.

Langya King Xiao Ruofeng finally showed up!

He walked in front, with his hands behind his back, and walked over lightly and slowly.

Ye Xiaoying was on the left of Xiao Ruofeng, and Xiao Wu, the leader of the Langya Guard, was on the right of Xiao Ruofeng.

Several figures followed behind him.

"Do you have any eyesight? Why don't you get out of the way?"

Lei Mengsha put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly, staring at everyone with a pair of tiger eyes.

The several groups of people who were mixed together looked at each other, and then retreated, leaving a road to the sky.

Xiao Ruofeng led a group of people and slowly stepped over, and came to ten meters away from the door of the bedroom.

At this moment,

Outside the palace, a strong wave of power slowly rose, and a pair of swords and phantoms hung high, pressing across the sky, pointing to the palace.

Everyone's eyes condensed, and their eyes flickered.

And Xiao Ruofeng, Lei Mengsha and other familiar people smiled slightly when they saw the phantom of the sword.

Outside the palace.

The romantic young man with a sword and a knife on his back sat high on the fierce wind horse, looking at the palace with a smile on his lips.

"Brother Xiao, I can only help you to this extent."

After muttering, the young man tilted his head slightly and looked at a bright girl behind him.

The girl's clear big eyes, shining with starlight, long eyelashes, as if they could speak, fascinated at first sight.

"Yueyao, I'll take you to the school."

Baili Dongjun smiled, looking forward to meeting his old friend again.

As soon as the Fierce Wind Horse made a move, a Dragon Spear suddenly rose up at the city gate, with a magnificent momentum and a high-pitched dragon roar between heaven and earth.

The silver spears gathered in the sky, surrounded by white dragons, and the wind and clouds in the city condensed at the tip of the spear, brewing extremely violent power.

It was coming slowly from the city gate.

Baili Dongjun suddenly turned his head, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"This is the Sikong Changfeng you often talk about!"

A sweet voice as clear as pearls colliding came from the girl's mouth.

Yueyao had certainly heard of Sikong Changfeng's name, and even saw him several times when she secretly observed Baili Dongjun.

But it was the first time to meet him openly like this.

Baili Dongjun was very happy, and his mind moved.

The shadows of swords and knives in the sky suddenly became brighter, and wisps of clear light hung down from the sky, covering the white light of the sun, and echoed with the Dragon Spear from a distance.

At the city gate.

Sikong Changfeng stepped in, dusty and exhausted, with a spear surging above his head.

Suddenly, Sikong Changfeng sensed something, looked over, and smiled knowingly.

Dada~ Dada~

Sikong Changfeng just walked like this, with his spear clearly on his back.

However, the soldiers who were confronting each other silently made way, and no one dared to stop him.

Sikong Changfeng nodded to both sides and continued to walk towards the long street, with the might gathered above his head becoming stronger step by step.

In the school.

Xin Baicao, who had already started drinking, suddenly turned around and looked towards the city gate, and a bright smile quickly flashed across his steady face.