Chapter 3 Man in White

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The three-inch Xiaoding finally stopped absorbing the smoke and hung in front of Yi Jian. Yi Jian let the masked man retreat hundreds of feet and said loudly, "Who is your friend? It's better to show up and see him. Yi is polite here. There are immortal brews in the palace. If you don't mind, it's better to drink two cups together."

When Gu Xinghe heard this, he was even more surprised that there were hidden masters?

There is still no movement in the void, but the masked man said in a hoarse voice, "It turns out that you are the lord of Qianqi. Aren't you going out? Damn, those molesters actually coaxed me that there were no masters in China. They asked me to take the lead and said that they would answer me. Isn't it because they want to play me to death?

Yi Jian still stared at the void and said, "Well, I returned late last night, but I didn't know that many friends came to my door today. If you still don't take action, don't blame me for being too fierce."

No one answered around, and the person who sneaked secretly was really calm, and the breath in the void became more and more strange. Yi Jian was inexplicably angry, but he did not show any on his face, but suddenly exerted his hand. The small tripod, which was only three inches high, suddenly expanded three points, and then there was a curling smoke slowly out of it, and then faster and faster, and the tripod was also constantly expanding and bigger.

Those green smoke quickly condensed in the void, and countless white-robed swordsmen standing with swords floating in white clothes abruptly appeared in the sky. Under closer inspection, these white-robed swordsmen have dull eyes and simple movements, but they are just dead objects with puppets.

It's just that these rigid and dull puppets are really difficult to deal with, with a large number of them, and they are all swordsmanship. It is difficult to imagine how much mana a person needs to exhaust to resist. Gu Jian's middle finger and index finger were pinched into the shape of a sword, pointing forward, and the puppet swordsmen floating all over the sky moved to the sky with swords and converged into the shape of a big sword in the air.

Qianqiguo is really a great family, and it has such a magical weapon! Gu Xinghe sighed secretly.

Seeing this situation, the masked man gathered his mana desperately to form a huge black shield, while not forgetting to roar and curse to the sky.

With a gentle wave of Yi Jian's right hand, the big sword moved sharply and went straight to the masked man in black, roaring like a tiger. The masked man still underestimated the magic weapon of this strange country, and saw the spectacular black shield, which was fragmented in less than a breath. The masked man turned around and fled, but finally he could not escape the impact of hundreds of puppet swordsmen. In an instant, he was in a different place, and fragments of corpses flew all over the sky.

And those white-robed puppet swordsmen have rushed to the sky and smashed in the void. The purple wood tripod changed back to its original size, and then slowly floated into the hands of Gu Jian.

Yi Jian held a sword and held the tripod in one hand and waited for nearly a tea time. He seemed to be a person who was really unaware of it. Then he put the small tripod into his sleeve and turned around to float back to the palace.

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At the moment when he turned around, there seemed to be a soft sound in the void. I don't know from which direction it came. Xinghe held a long sword and opened his eyes to look at that place.

Yi Jian immediately stopped with his feet in place, holding a sword in front of him in his right hand, quietly waiting for the breath that had been afraid of him.

The more and more mysterious atmosphere is dense around, and the air seems to become more and more sticky and hot. This mysterious breath shocked his heart, but he can't find the mysterious source by his own knowledge.

Suddenly, there was a sharp weapon pierced into Yi Jian's waist, which was not deep, but there was a feeling of paralysis.

Yi Jian immediately waved his sword and stabbed straight back, and at the same time pulled himself to the front and fled like lightning. The successful sneaker did not obstruct it, and he actually left.

Yi Jian stood in the void, quickly took out a dagger that pierced an inch of the skin, and then stopped the injury between his waist. After finishing this in an instant, he quickly looked up to find the sneaker who was no longer ready to hide.

In a position dozens of feet away from him, a man stood in the air with a sword.

It was a man dressed in white, with snow-white all over his body, even his hair and skin were pure white, with a smile on his face, but not a proud smile after the successful sneak attack, but a miserable white smile, as if he had never changed.

The man in white did not look at Yi Jian, but stared at the nothingness under his feet, which seemed to be contemptuous and seemed that his eyes had never been raised.

Yi Jian asked angrily, "Why did you secretly attack the old man? Looking at your extraordinary temperament, you must not be a rooster and a dog thief, but why did you do such a cheap thing?" Although the injury between the waist has been suppressed with spells, there is still pain. Thinking that the power of the man in white should be not bad, and there is a slight lack of confidence between Yi Jian's words.

The man in white did not answer, and an extra strange weapon came out between his hands. The weapon is extremely strange, more than ten feet long. It seems to be a long sword, but it has no blade. It is flat and flat. It seems to be more like the farmer's pole of Xinghe's previous life, shining with inexplicable silver light and murderous intent.

I only heard Yi Jianlang's voice: "I don't know why you came to Qianqi Kingdom, and why you secretly attacked me like this. If you can tell me, I will be very grateful."

The man in white replied, "I don't know that a nobody like me can be valued by a famous person like you, Jie Jie Jie..."

"Can you tell Yi what's going on here?" Yi Jian said.

The man in white didn't seem to want to say any more. As soon as he raised his hand, the strangely shaped magic weapon flew back and forth in the void, his hands were intertwined into a strange posture, and a crescent-shaped light blade suddenly appeared on Yi Jian's side.

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Yi Jian was already ready, but he was still shocked by the sudden light blade. Fortunately, the long sword was in his hand and easily broke the crescent-shaped blade as soon as he sent it forward.

A light blade appeared, followed by another light blade. In an instant, countless light blades circled and flew all over the sky, which was the same as the white-robed swordsman. However, Yi Jian has taken back the sword tripod into his sleeve and can no longer take it out at this moment.

Just in the blink of an eye, in the eyes of the ancient Xinghe, Yi Jian, the lord of the Qianqi Kingdom, was completely surrounded by the crescent light blade, and no longer appeared in the air.

The man in white did not put down the slightest vigilance and reached out to hold the strange weapon floating in the void. Suddenly, a spark appeared in the air, fleeting, and then held the weapon and then blocked it upward, and another string of sparks splashed.

"DangDangDangDang..."

Countless sparks bloomed in the void, shining brightly in an instant, but immediately dissipated without a trace.

"Bang!" A loud noise.

Yi Jian's figure emerged. About seven or eight feet in front of the man in white, he saw a trace of blood slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth, thinking that his organs had been shaken a lot.

Yi Jian looked at the man in white in front of him and estimated whether there would be a greater chance of winning if he continued to fight. Suddenly, he felt that his waist was getting more and more numb. Presumably, the poison applied on the dagger must have begun to work. This battle must be fought quickly, so he said, "I don't know what else you have, although it is, Lao My husband will accompany me."

The man in white finally raised his head and stared at Yi Jian with a pair of pupilless eyes. A sad voice came: "But I underestimated you. If I had known that you were suffering from strange poison, I didn't expect your magic power to be so strong. I admit defeat today, but in the future, hum, you may not be better."

Yi Jian said, "If you hadn't been too conceited, I couldn't hurt you so easily. It's just that you are sinister and poisonous. Don't blame me for being too cruel. Today, it's nothing but your evil thing."

The man in white looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Old man, with you now, if I want to escape, you can't stop half of it." After saying that, he retreated and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, in the distant void, a burst of cheerful laughter came, and then thunderous words: "Brother Yi Jian, I will come to your strange country today to disturb you. With these short-eyed arrogant figures, let me help you get rid of it first."

As soon as the words fell, a Taoist figure came from the distance. Before reaching the place where Gujian and the man in white were, the man in white seemed to disappear without a trace, and the hot and sticky air everywhere gradually returned to the original wetness and refreshing.

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Yi Jian raised his hand and bowed, "It turned out to be a good friend of all countries. Thank you for your help today, and follow me to the palace. Everyone will drink happily!"

The leader was also a gray-haired old man, carrying a big axe and said with concern, "I think my brother seems to be injured. I don't know if it's serious. Why don't we visit again another day!"

Yi Jian smiled and said, "It's a little injury, not very serious. You just need to rest for a few days and you will be sound. It's clear that my brother is strange." As soon as the words fell, he stroked his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, and then he returned to his original appearance in an instant.

The old man with the axe stepped forward a few steps, walked to him, and said with concern, "Brother Yi, do you need me to help you eliminate that strange poison?"

Yi Jian waved his hand and shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. You'd better follow me to the palace, otherwise I will be laughed at and neglect the guests in the future."

In a moment, Yi Jian, the lord of Qianqi, led the people to the gate of the palace. Gu Xinghe, Xi Qingmei and the prince quickly invited the people into the palace. Then Yi Jian retreated in the inner mansion, and the prince replaced his father to entertain all the guests who came from afar.

Xi Qingmei seemed to have a heavy worry. He left early and went back to his temporary place. Gu Xinghe was helpless and worried, but it was inconvenient to follow her. He could only maintain the order of the palace with other bodyguards with the sword alone.

The prince is a gentle and beautiful son. He behaves politely, but he is neither humble nor arrogant. He talks and laughs with many or arrogant or rude guests. Everyone appreciates that Yi Jian has a good son, and he must be a great figure in a few years.

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Later, in these days, Gu Xinghe was appointed as the deputy commander of the bodyguard of the King Qianqi. He was busy with many things in the palace every day, and the prince still handled big and small things in the kingdom gently. As for Xi Qingmei, he was not in a good mood for several days, even if the two met, it was just shallow. There is nothing to say when you laugh.

Gu Xinghe had the intention to help Princess Xi Qingmei relieve her worries, but he didn't know what she could do. She could only secretly watch the noble, elegant and intelligent girl's haggard day by day. He was very sad, even more painful than the departure of the strange master's way that day.

These days, Xi Qingmei spends most of the time in the pavilion in a daze, or stays with the prince and doesn't know what to discuss. He stands in the distance with his sword, with a gloomy heart, but he has the intention to help but doesn't know where to start.