Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 69
"Demon girl, die!"

Duan Gan is a master of the seventh level of pulse condensing. Although his swordsmanship is not comparable to the seven-star sword art of Xuanbing Palace, its power is very terrifying. In addition, more than a dozen pulse condensing masters formed a sword array, and more than a dozen The sword, like a falling star, fell crazily, murderous and airtight.

Ye Xuan stood floating, with a pair of fleshy palms, striking out fierce sword energy, and fought hard with these dozen people.

With Ye Xuan's appearance, no matter where she went, her peerless face naturally attracted people's attention. Soon, a large group of people and warriors in Tieshan City surrounded her.

"Damn it, that person seems to be the owner of Tingquan Villa! Why do more than a dozen people besiege a teenage girl, how shameless!"

"Looking at the body and sword moves of that stunning fairy, she seems to be a disciple of Xuanbing Palace. Why do you hear that Quanshanzhuang is so courageous that he dares to provoke people from Xuanbing Palace?"

Everyone was chattering and talking, but no one dared to intervene.

Tingquan Villa has a great reputation among the sixteen cities in the Western Regions. The so-called strong dragon does not overwhelm the local snakes. If they want to continue to mix in this generation, they naturally cannot provoke Tingquan Villa.

"Baby maid, die!" Duan Gan's sword was getting faster and faster, and he could feel that Ye Xuan, who was trapped by the sword array, became weaker and weaker.

Ye Xuan bit her delicate lips tightly, gradually unable to resist, she could only use the power of that purple pupil again.

It's a pity that her primordial power is too consumed, and she can't activate the power that doesn't belong to her at all.

"die!"

Duan Gan let out a roar, and together with the fifteen warriors around him, a terrifying sword energy erupted, sweeping towards them like pear blossoms in a torrential rain.

Looking at the sword shadows all over the sky, Ye Xuan's beautiful eyes showed uncontrollable sadness.

"My lord, I'm afraid that Xuan'er will never see you again..."

……

Let's say that Ye Xuan is outside Tieshan City at the moment, fighting against the sixteen pulse consolidating masters of Tingquan Villa alone, while Han Xiao is wandering in the market with Du Chun and the other two.

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly from the city wall: "Wow, the stunning fairy fights against the sixteen masters of Tingquan Villa! Come and see!"

Both Ximen Chuiliu and Du Chun followed the crowd for a few steps, but seeing Han Xiao's normal expression, they were completely unmoved.

Du Chun stopped abruptly, and smiled awkwardly, "Damn, I'm already old, and I can't be calm, I'm ashamed!"

Ximen Chuiliu touched the back of his head, then looked back at Han Xiao, "Young Master Han, why don't you go and have a look?"

"Tch, I've never seen such a beautiful fairy." Han Xiao curled his lips and said lightly, "Can they still be more beautiful than my Wan'er and Xuan'er?"

Du Chun and Ximen Chuiliu rolled a blank look at Han Xiao, and Ximen Chuiliu said bitterly, "It's Yun'er in the morning, but now it's Wan'er and Xuan'er again, Young Master Han, you are really affectionate!"

"Hey, Yun'er, you're here too, we really are destined!" Han Xiao ignored Ximen Chuiliu, and looked straight ahead.

It turned out that it was Feng Yun'er who walked over with the guards of Xianchen Sect.

Ximen Chuiliu rolled his eyes, and said contemptuously: "Stop being sentimental, when he returns to the inn, he will definitely pass by here, okay?"

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Han Xiao glared at him, walked towards Feng Yun'er quickly, and said with a smile: "Yun'er, why haven't I seen you for a long time, you are beautiful again?"

Feng Yun'er gave him an angry look, and said: "Why is Yun'er not Yun'er, is your name Yun'er?"

Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose, and smiled evilly: "Your name is Yun'er, isn't the name used for calling?"

"Hmph!" Before Feng Yun'er could speak, Murong Ying walked over quickly, and said coldly, "The ghost is still here! If you dare to follow us again, be careful that I will destroy you!"

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, winked at Feng Yun'er, and said with a faint smile, "If Yun'er came to find me by herself, what can you do?"

Murong Ying drew out her sword in a flash, pointed at Han Xiao's nose again, and said coldly, "I'll destroy you anyway!"

Han Xiao curled his lips, glared at Murongying coldly, and said lightly: "It's only three things, next time you dare to draw your sword and point at the bridge of my nose, hum, you don't want to know what the consequences will be."

Murongying's eyelids twitched. When Han Xiao glared at him just now, he felt his heart constrict suddenly, as if being stared at by some scourge, and he couldn't help but tremble a little.

"Okay, okay!" Feng Yun'er stepped forward to hold Murong Ying, turned her head and said softly to Han Xiao: "Your talking nonsense is not good, sooner or later someone will take care of you!"

"Hey, Yun'er, are you worried about me?" Han Xiao salivated.

"Boring, I don't bother to talk to you!" Feng Yun'er gave him a blank look, turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the sound of orderly footsteps came from afar in the back street, and the whole ground trembled.

Han Xiao looked up, and saw a black army approaching from behind, and the vendors on both sides of the street hurriedly closed their stalls and retreated.

"Damn, there are 6000 people. Could it be that something big happened?" Han Xiao glanced, roughly estimated, and laughed.

Ximen Chuiliu raised his eyebrows, and said strangely: "How do you know there are 6000 people? It's so dark, I think there are at least 1 people!"

Han Xiao curled his lips. He has practiced [Yin Yang Wang Qi Art] for many years, and he can even see the dragon veins of Feng Shui thoroughly. Counting a few people is not the same as playing.

However, Han Xiao naturally wouldn't tell the truth, he just smiled lightly and said, "I have a golden eye, and nothing can be hidden from my eyes."

"Cut." Ximen Chuiliu looked back at Du Chun, and asked, "Brother Du, you have seen a lot, tell me how many soldiers are here?"

Du Chun rubbed his belly, "I'm good at counting money, but counting people, let's forget it."

Han Xiao laughed, "Otherwise, let's take a gamble. I just said that there are 6000 officers in this group, and the deviation will not exceed one hundred. For every one difference, I will lose ten taels of silver to you. If I guessed right, you will lose 1 taels of silver to me, how about it?"

Du Chun rolled his eyes, and roughly estimated that this group of officers must be at least 4 taels away. If the deviation is [-] taels according to Han Xiao's conditions, that would be [-] taels of silver!

"Okay, since brother Han wants to give money to me, how can I refuse, hehe."

Feng Yun'er at the side heard it was funny, she hurriedly came over, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Count me in, I guess there are about 1 of them!"

Ximen Chuiliu also added: "Young Master Han, I want to come too!"

It's a pity, before this guy came up, he was kicked out by Han Xiao, and said contemptuously: "You only have dozens of taels of silver on you, why don't you stay cool!"

"Wait a minute, how do we know the exact number of this army?" Du Chun suddenly rubbed his stomach, and found that this bet seems impossible to be fulfilled at all.

"Hey, look at me later." Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose and laughed.

After a while, the group of officers drove over in one order.

Han Xiao walked to the middle of the road in a big way, and shouted loudly: "Who is the team leader, come out to Lord Ben Hou!"

(End of this chapter)