"I’m here, Miss, you can just proceed with the rescue. Regardless of what happens, Linghuan will shoulder it!"
However, her flying sword had just been unsheathed when it was swept away by a Sword Qi from Su Zhaojun.
"Fool!" sneered Xi Ying, "It’s clear to that today, if the imperial decree and the Dragon Qi suffer any damage, your Ji family, the Su family, and all the relatives within the three ceremonial dresses will die without a burial place!"
At this mont, three people on the scene felt sothing and looked towards the direction of Zhenjiang.
Su Zhaojun concentrated the Power of Thunder on her brows, forming a pair of Thunder Eyes, and looked thirty miles away.
She saw the figure of Li Yan falling from the sky, his body on fire and being smashed onto a small hill by the shore.
This made her eyes turn blood-red. She had lost all reason, and any restraint: "What does it matter if there is no burial place? I will kill whoever stops today!"
At this mont, her body radiated intense Sword Qi, causing the river to cease its flow.
But at this ti, Xi Ying, showed not the slightest fear. On the contrary, his eyes showed a bit of joy and anticipation. He smirked slightly, "You can’t restrain yourself anymore? Co at with your sword! If you hesitate again, I fear your dear Yan will not be alive."
Su Zhaojun suddenly stepped forward, with her pair of soft swords already wrapped in thunderfire.
But just as she was about to attack, a familiar, yet unexpected voice ca from the distant river: "Miss, hand this man over to . You just take care of the rescuing."
"Second Young Master?" Su Linghuan looked back in surprise and saw Li Xuan, who was riding a speed boat and zooming towards them.
Behind him stood a breathtakingly beautiful girl—it was she who was manipulating the speed boat, making it shoot out like an arrow on the river.
Su Linghuan didn’t recognize this girl, but she could guess her identity.
Such beauty and cultivation of the sixth house level technique, who else could it be but one of the Heavenly Master’s Double Gem, Xue Yunrou?
Not just Su Linghuan, Su Zhaojun also looked back in surprise, "Little brother?"
"Fortunately, I’m not too late." Li Xuan looked coldly at Xi Ying, "This Left Deputy Xian of Xi should be handed over to . It’s the most appropriate."
"You?" Su Linghuan frowned, "Step back, Second Young Master. This is not the ti to joke. Today’s assassination of the imperial envoy is purely a matter of my mistress’ and . It has nothing to do with you."
Xi Ying gave a sneer as well, showing mockery in his eyes.
He didn’t care. As long as he could delay here for as long as possible.
"My elder brother’s life is hanging by a thread, and you think I’m joking here!"
Li Xuan gave her a sidelong glance and then took out a Locust Puppet from his sleeve, "While it sounds absurd, I guess Father must have ntioned my current status to you."
With his spell, the Locust Puppet began to hover in front of him. Li Xuan then squeezed out a drop of blood from his finger and wrote the character ’control’ on the back of the Locust Puppet in seal script.
Su Zhaojun seed to recall sothing, her eyes lit up, showing a rare sparkle, "Father did ntion that matter to , but are you sure you can handle it, little brother? Do you need to do anything?"
"As long as no one interferes, this guy is dead today." Li Xuan thought for a while, "Just to be on the safe side, you can leave Linghuan here."
"Alright!" Su Zhaojun no longer hesitated and stepped out with a flash of lightning. She dashed across the river, leaving behind a ’Z’ shaped current. She bypassed Xi Ying once again.
Su Linghuan couldn’t help but stare at Su Zhaojun’s retreating figure in bewildernt. ’The mistress really believes the ridiculous story of the Second Young Master.’
Xi Ying snorted, "I have said that if you want to get through here today, only over my dead body!"
With a flick of his sleeve, a majestic Hao Qi, like a giant hamr, tilted towards the far-off Su Zhaojun. However, the latter simply ignored it, accelerating her lightning transformation to the extre.
"Not necessarily!"
Li Xuan sneered, drawing out the Wenshan Seal from his sleeve, "Xi Ying, I advise you to take care of yourself first."
As soon as the Wenshan Seal appeared, the magnificent Hao Qi fired off by Xi Ying disintegrated and beca invisible.
Xi Ying was initially confused, but when he saw the small seal floating in front of Li Xuan, he shuddered and almost fell into the water.
"This is... Wenshan Seal? How is this possible?"
"It feels like a dream to , too. How did I end up as Hufa of Neo-Confucianism?"
Li Xuan smirked, and with a chant, he called on an entity from Yuhuatai in Jinling City to co here in an instant and incorporate into the Locust Puppet.
With this step completed, Li Xuan looked at Xi Ying with cold eyes, "Xi Ying, do you confess to your cris?"
"What cri have I committed?"
Xi Ying stared back and yelled, his aura was fierce, but he continued to retreat, "On the contrary, you’re the one with a lot of nerve! Attacking an imperial envoy."
"You’re mistaken, Deputy Xian Xi! I’m simply cleaning up for Master Yu."
Li Xuan chuckled, then turned to the Locust Puppet in front of him, "Suxin, aren’t you going to do sothing? What are you waiting for?"
"You need to give a mont to adjust to this. It’s all wood."
This was the voice of the Heavenly-Demon inside the Heart Asking Bell, "Huh! I was hoping I could attach to you, but ended up with this wooden puppet. How boring."
"Hurry up." Li Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, "If this pseudo-confucianist who sows discord and disrupts Neo-Confucianism escapes, I will hold you responsible!"
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