Lord of the Desert

Chapter 328
The situation is settled.

Wu Yuan and others could no longer resist from physical strength to willpower.

The piercing warriors held iron ropes and tried to get on the stage to lock them, but Tang Xingqing stopped them.

At the corner of the high platform, the executioner, who had been lying down for a long time, became anxious when he saw this. He straightened the red scarf on his head first, and then picked up the ghost-headed sword.

However, after exerting force twice in a row, not only did the knife fail to rise, but he was also staggered along with it.

He went to see Tang Xingqing tremblingly.

"Even though you hid as far away as possible, you were still hit by the paralyzing smoke."

The latter said harmoniously.

The word "hide" made the executioner break out in a cold sweat.

However, Tang Xingqing did not embarrass him, and gave him a wink, signaling the chief and deputy executioners to come down.

Then, surrounded by four handleless daggers, she took the stage alone.

Everyone knew that the genius of the Tang family was about to be executed with his own hands.

"Is anyone else coming?"

Tang Xingqing stood still on the stage and asked the first sentence.

None of the four answered.

Tang Xingqing looked at their faces in turn.

Ge Yun and Qin Ju were in their early twenties.

At this time, life and death are in the hands of others. The former is confused and the latter is afraid.

As a swordsman with an outstanding reputation as a chivalrous man, Wen Kaige let his sword fall by his leg, his face full of dejection.

Only Wu Yuan still glared over.

"Wu Yuan, are you still not convinced?"

Tang Xingqing was amused by this man's stubbornness.

"Do you still remember what you said to me last time?"

She asked, twirling her hair and pacing back and forth.

"You mentioned Duan Tiannan, Gu Yixin, and Hong Fan."

"You said it will be as easy for them to defeat me as it is for me to defeat you..."

The steps paused slightly.

Black silk boots protruded from the bottom of the skirt, and the uppers were outlined with gold thread.

Stop and look back, long hair flying.

Tang Xingqing's sideburns, sword-shaped eyebrows and striking aura made Wu Yuan forget her delicate face and identity as a woman in an instant.

He only felt that he was facing an unsheathed sword.

"Now, all four of you are trapped in my hands, and their lives hang on a thread."

Tianjiao raised his head and shouted loudly.

"Is Duan Tiannan here?"

The sound swept through the entire audience.

There is no echo.

"Is Gu Yi new here?"

The sound echoed down the street.

There is no echo.

"Is Hong Fan here?"

The sound reached straight into the sky.

There is no echo.

The market was so quiet that viewers didn't even dare to breathe.

"They didn't come to save you..."

Tang Xingqing clasped her hands and looked down.

"So you know,
The three counties have nothing to do with Kyushu, and people's hearts cannot be guided! "

Wu Yuan's eyes finally turned red.

"A warrior relies on the sword in his hand to do his job."

Tang Xingqing sighed and knotted her sword fingers with her right hand.

The dagger is stretched across the body, ready to go.

At this time, she heard a sudden sound at her feet.

Tang Xingqing ducked sideways and felt a shapeless fluid pass by her cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

"Hit someone in the back, who?"

The sound of the wind moved to the roof nearest the market entrance.

A young man was sitting there at some point, with gravel floating in the air on his fingertips.

No introduction needed.

When Tang Xingqing saw this iconic ability and a face that was more beautiful than her own, she immediately knew who it was.

"Chisha Hongfan!"

She almost squeezed out these words through her teeth.

"You guys are in collusion?"

The crowd in the audience also roared.

Before Tang Xingqing made the list, Feng Tianqing was the only one on the list among the three counties of Huaiyang Kingdom.

Duanli City is not Xijing.

The people here may not be able to see the genius come face to face once in their lifetime.

"Miss Tang."

Hong Fan smiled and said hello.

"If I say that I came to Duanli City to see the famous Towering Cang, it just so happens that I am meeting you. Do you believe it or not?"

"Do you believe me or not?" Tang Xingqing asked angrily.

"If you don't believe it, just don't believe it..."

Hong Fan replied casually and went to see Wu Yuan.

The latter was also looking at him.

"'Double Swords Running Thunder' Brother Wu, this is the first time we meet."

He stood up from the ridge of the roof, straightened his robes, and solemnly held his hands in his hands.

"Where did Chisha come from?"

Wu Yuan asked in a hoarse and trembling voice.

"Good question!"

Hong Fan raised his voice and tightened his sleeves.

"Zu Long knows that you are not convinced, so he specially sent Lord Xing to respond!"

Wu Yuan burst into tears instantly.

The elite soldiers and generals under the high platform, as well as the Thousand-faced Wind Warrior, all looked horrified when they heard this and did not dare to move.

Not to mention other people, even Tang Xingqing was frightened by Hong Fan's words and momentum.

But she immediately realized that the other party was playing tricks on her.

Over the past hundred years, Xingjun has killed many innocent people indiscriminately, but Zulong has never punished them.

Where is the word "special"?

"I'm talking nonsense!"

Tang Xingqing scolded sharply.

"You have committed the crime of transgression!"

As the sword finger turned, a white rainbow shot out, piercing the suspended sand shield.

After blinking, there were three more muffled sounds.

Everyone looked again and saw four daggers running across from southeast to northwest, all locked by fine sand.

At this time, Ordinary Huran Realm could no longer use weapons.

But Tang Xingqing just said it together, and all the swords were withdrawn.

[These four swords are all Xuan level and extremely sharp. 】

Hong Fan understood clearly in his heart and jumped off the roof before the sword formation merged with the dragon.

Stepping on the earth, the true essence of the sand world was poured into it, and a huge amount of loess was pulled up and cast into armor.

The pursuit was upon us in an instant.

The silver light flickers in the diagonal direction.

Hong Fan met the opponent with a fist, but saw that the dagger was unstable and drifted away, passing the edge of the fist in an instant.

This sword actually moved in a spiral.

Along the sand giant's arm, the blade circled and cut, forcing the small half of the sand armor to harden.

Due to the limitations of the human body structure, no matter how great a swordsman is, he cannot perform such an operation.

At the same time, the other three swords stabbed each other, hitting the armpit, crotch, and instep respectively.

But without the Deserted Sand Armor, Hong Fan knew that he would have to give an account now.

He kicked the sand to raise smoke and reorganized the sand armor.

However, the sword formation was not chaotic at all, spinning and weaving like starlight.

[Sure enough, as long as it is within the range of the hole, there is no blind spot in the mind's eye. 】

Hong Fan stepped forward and pressed forward.

But after several attempts, I couldn't take a complete step.

Tang Xingqing's sword speed is really fast.

Every time he blinked, Hong Fan suffered multiple blows.

On the upper body, two swords are used to attack weak points, which affects active defense and consumes mental energy.

That's all.

On the lower body, the movements of the third and fourth daggers are more subtle - they do not seek to kill, but only attack the joints every time Hong Fan steps on the ground to exert force.

Hips, legs, ankles...

Sand armor uses the hardening of non-Newtonian fluids as a defense.

But once the joints hardened, it would also disrupt Hong Fan's movement.

From the beginning, the Deserted Sand Armor was almost invincible.

Until April this year, Su Peifeng used his strength to defeat the opponent.

Then today, Tang Xingqing broke through by chance.

For several breaths, Hong Fan was forcibly suppressed in place.

At this moment, even as an enemy, he was still filled with admiration.

From Jinhai to Xijing, from Xijing to Huaiyang...

Hong Fan has never seen a warrior who can multi-task in a true sense, and he doesn't believe that there are techniques that can do it.

Thoughts are like threads, how easy is it to reason?
But at this moment, he only felt that the four swords in his body were completely controlled by four people and four hearts, and they could react to each other and make different changes at the same time.

"Okay, what a Qiansi Nian!"

Hong Fan shouted loudly.

When Tang Xingqing heard this, she pursed her lips and smiled.

She lightly twirled her hair and stepped out from the high platform.

The sword box flew down and held the tip of the boot.

Tang Xingqing closed her eyes.

The two geniuses were now 30 meters apart.

She was sure that this was a distance that the sand world could not help.

(End of this chapter)