God of War: Supreme War King

In the night in the center of the river, there is only the wind of water vapor. The first quarter moon is coldly inlaid on the top of floating clouds, and the light is like flowing water.

"Hoo... Hoo..."

In the cold light, shadows floated onto the deck like broken kites.

The figure of Wu Jinyue hung on the mast like a fallen leaf. He swung and smiled.

Under the moonlight, the eyes were bright, and a sharp light flashed across the bottom of the eyes.

He floated close quietly, his sleeves shook, and a fan with black light drew silently from the bottom of his sleeves.

The figures pointed to the long sword and counted loudly.

The black fan collided with the long sword several times, forcing Wu Jinyue to the edge of the ship.

Wu Jinyue's strain was excellent. The black fan slipped off and threw his toes lightly. With the black color rising, "shout", he swept from the top of the heads and fell on another mast.

The fighting spirit of the people seemed to be completely aroused, and suddenly they seemed to float with the wind, like black soft forging stacked together strangely. Then the bright sword light flowed out from the waist behind everyone, and the free space on the deck quickly became narrow.

In an instant, the glow of the deck under the moonlight reflected the figure of Wu Jinyue. The outline outlined by the sword light was as soft as water waves, but it made people feel strong for no reason.

The crowd seemed to be surprised by the figure, and their men slowed down slightly.

Wu Jinyue took the opportunity to wave a fan and defend against the attack. The sound of connecting weapons was like a battlefield breaking waves in the center of the river in the quiet night.

However, everyone seems to dare not really try their best, and there are scruples between shots, so that such attack and defense is not fierce, but it is more than fierce.

Bathed in the sword light, Wu Jinyue was about to fly away from the center of the sword light again. Behind her, a sneer sounded with a deterrent tone: "what are you doing?"

The voice was cold and sober, without the slightest sense of sleepiness.

This is the voice of Shangguan Yuchen

The sound is behind and the action is in front. The well-trained sword lights are folded into several straight lines, such as lightning splitting the air, which cuts the Wu Jinyue's clothes slightly slow at the sound.

Shangguan Yuchen waved his whole sleeve, and the snow-white soft satin draped on his body was strangely stacked several times. In the light and shadow, it was like a steel shield to resolve the still fierce sword edge. However, the snow-white soft satin was unexpectedly divided into two sections and fell on the deck.

The people with swords looked at the torn clothes, looked back in panic and looked behind them.

The moonlight shone on his face. His cold and fierce face and frightened eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

When they were stunned, their eyes suddenly turned to Wu Jinyue.

"What do you want to do if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" said Shangguan Yuchen.

Almost at the same time, Wu Jinyue's eyes returned to calm, and her tone took a bit of respect: "the disturbing family."

"Don't be so polite." Shangguan Yuchen slowly approached and quietly looked into his eyes. "The king hasn't fallen asleep, but the king's princess was awakened."

Wu Jinyue drooped her eyes slightly, and there was a slight apology between her looks.

"What about you?" Shangguan Yuchen snorted and took a look at the dark shadows who were looking at him and carrying a sword.

Standing in front of him, a dark figure stood with his body on his side and said respectfully: "the king of Jin has excellent martial arts, and his subordinates admire him, so..."

"His name, you're all thundering in Liulan?" Shangguan Yuchen glanced at Wu Jinyue. "They teamed up at midnight to confirm the rumor?"

"I saw it with my own eyes... Many people were also stunned by the king of Jin's divine skill..." the person who answered silently for a moment, and then slowly thought: "The body is like a floating willow, the fan is like a bright light, and the fallen leaves are falling. In the twinkling of an eye, they look forward to their posture. They are romantic. Their subordinates are looking forward to learning it in person. It is said that the king of Jin came from the Jianghu and is informal, so they dare to invite a fight here..."

"Literary talent and elegant demeanor, martial talent are amazing. I don't know that there are so many talents in the dark guard."

With the sound falling, Gongyi shadowless came out of the dark.

Suddenly, the sword light fell together, and all the shadows holding the sword knelt on one knee: "Your Highness the king of war."

Shangguan Yuchen greeted him, "shadow, why did you get up?"

"Can't I get up and have a look at such a movement?" Gong Yi's shadowless eyes turned to Wu Jinyue from Shangguan Yuchen's face. "I can't see that the king of Jin promised to mess with them on this ship."

Wu Jinyue said, "although it is the dead of night, the heroes are happy. Wu is on the same boat with them and doesn't want to spoil their fun."

"The leader of the witch sect is really informal and doesn't refuse to come in the face of challenges. But you are Liu Lan's guest and let you meet their interests with few enemies and patience everywhere." Gong Yi glanced at the kneeling figures, "it doesn't count. King Chen has spoken and even stopped, and the attack is still more than that. In my opinion, this should not be a challenge, but a provocation."

The shadow who just answered knelt on one knee and immediately changed to kneel on both knees. He hurriedly said, "Zhan Wang Mingjian, his subordinates and so on only attack after the king of Jin personally responded to how many people went up together."

Gongyi shadowless "Oh", his tone was slightly heavy: "you're telling me that the king of Jin is arrogant. Are you waiting for a lesson?"

"Subordinates dare not." the reply voice trembled slightly.

"Dare not?" Gongyi shadowless raised his hand to the person who answered, and the conversation turned: "where's your prince?"

That finger is thin, but it is like a sword under the moon.

"Your Highness should have gone to bed, not here..." the dark figure's head hung very low.

"It shouldn't be so analytical..." Shangguan Yuchen held the woman's hand. "You and I want to go ahead by water and don't know others. No competition will actually go together, and the first night of this trip has been busy. One of them is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer." can Wu Jinyue be so tolerant when you say to fight? Either there is a back move, or you are pinched by no dispute.

He still had to think about it, but the feeling in the palm of his hand seemed to freeze his divergent thinking in an instant.

"Why is your hand not hot? It's cold to the bone." when he felt the temperature of the hand for the first time, he secretly clenched the hand, but unexpectedly, the tighter it was, the colder it felt, which made him wonder.