Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

Upon hearing Jiang Xuan's poem, Xu Weixiong initially didn't think much of it, but he immediately couldn't help but stand up straight.

This...this is no ordinary poem.

This is the best poetry of the year, no! In the last ten years, in the last hundred years.

At this moment, Xu Weixiong walked up to Jiang Xuan and looked at his handsome profile. For some reason, he felt a surge of emotion.

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head: she had to take this opportunity to beat him up.

If we don't fight now, I'm afraid we'll never have another chance.

Thinking of this, Xu Weixiong suddenly reached out and grabbed at Jiang Xuan's neck.

I felt a sharp gust of wind suddenly attack my neck.

Jiang Xuan subconsciously shifted her body slightly to the side, then used her left hand to block the opponent's attack, while at the same time, her right palm transformed into a fist.

Bang!

Although the punch landed, there was nothing that could be done.

Because of his own limitations, Jiang Xuan could only stagger back two steps.

After all, even if he punched with all his might, he definitely wouldn't be able to beat his opponent.

But he swayed, suddenly reached out, grabbed the ancient sword in the other's hand, and pulled it out instantly.

However, Xu Weixiong was no mere pretty face. She snorted and slapped the three-inch-long sword sheathed back into place.

Xu Weixiong then turned his hand into a claw and reached for Jiang Xuan's neck.

Judging from Xu Weixiong's appearance, he didn't seem to want to kill Jiang Xuan, but rather wanted to toy with him.

Just like a cat catching a mouse, she doesn't eat it right away after catching it, but plays with it first.

Then eat.

Seeing this, Jiang Xuan snorted coldly. His weakness lay precisely in this: he possessed a high level of cultivation but lacked sufficient power.

If he had been a few times stronger, he would have drawn the Crimson Dragon in that instant.

However, how could Jiang Xuan give up? Now that he had grasped the sword hilt, there was no way he could let go.

Then, a domineering sword intent erupted from Jiang Xuan's body.

At that moment, Xu Weixiong's eyes widened, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Overbearing sword intent!

interesting!

You should know that there are very few people in this world who cultivate the domineering way!

Unexpectedly, I actually ran into one.

bass!

The sound of two swords being drawn reached the ears of the two men.

At the same time, a powerful and domineering sword intent swept over.

Chapter Fifteen: Xu Weixiong's Intentions – A Diversionary Tactic

In that instant, Xu Weixiong felt as if all his escape routes had been blocked.

Jiang Xuan's sword strike came from the heart; the sharpest sword is forged through tempering, and once drawn, it is sure to kill.

This is the domineering sword intent!

With a whoosh, the two men each grabbed the other's weapon and pointed it at each other.

To Jiang Xuan's surprise, Xu Weixiong in front of him was also using the domineering method.

Although the opponent's domineering style is still immature, it has already begun to show its strength.

However, Jiang Xuan is Jiang Xuan after all. He has a system, so he can smooth out all problems.

Even though he had only learned his domineering sword intent a few days ago.

At this moment, the tips of their swords were both poised at each other's necks. If either of them moved even slightly, blood would gush out.

"What powerful and domineering sword intent! He's only a fourth-rank martial artist, yet he can fight me to a draw."

Jiang Xuan nodded slightly, looking calmly at the other party, and said directly, "Actually, it's not that I fought to a draw with you, but rather that you fought to a draw with me."

"Why do you say that?"

“Because from the very beginning, you never intended to kill me.” Jiang Xuan looked at Xu Weixiong’s face and continued, “Am I right, Xu Weixiong?”

Upon hearing this, Xu Weixiong snorted coldly, planted Jiang Xuan's sword in the ground, and then reached out her hand.

Jiang Xuan looked puzzled, as if he couldn't understand.

Then, in the next second, he directly inserted the opponent's red dragon into his own sword sheath.

Upon seeing Jiang Xuan's actions, Xu Weixiong's expression suddenly froze, revealing an incredulous look.

"What are you doing? That's my sword!"

Jiang Xuan looked at her calmly, then patted the sword in his hand: "Call him and see if he answers?"

Xu Weixiong was taken aback at first, then a look of surprise and disbelief appeared on his face.

Then she chuckled and instinctively gripped the longsword stuck in the ground.

Jiang Xuan's original sword was just an ordinary sword, but now it has been replaced with the Crimson Dragon.

Not bad!

Seeing Xu Wei's bear-like expression, Jiang Xuan narrowed his eyes and suddenly said, "Do you still want to know the whole story of that poem?"

Upon hearing Jiang Xuan's words, Xu Weixiong raised an eyebrow, almost ready to strike him with his sword.

Good grief, they actually threatened me?

They've gotten carried away.

However, when her gaze fell on Jiang Xuan, she found that he didn't care at all.

Are you really not afraid of death?

Or are they completely fearless and emboldened?

Xu Weixiong thought for a moment, and then with a whoosh, she sheathed his longsword.

She thought that some things couldn't be rushed. Since Jiang Xuan had brought it up himself, she would quietly wait for him to finish reciting the poem.

Then take action!

Xu Weixiong looked at Jiang Xuan intently, and for some reason, he felt as if he had seen him before.

My mind is getting a little confused.

Moreover, the moment I saw Jiang Xuan, I felt that he looked very familiar and I wanted to get closer to him.

This feeling struck Xu Weixiong as somewhat strange, as she had never experienced this feeling before in all these years.

Thinking of this, she looked at Jiang Xuan's profile and thought to herself, but she still felt that he was somewhat familiar.

However, at this moment, the sunlight shone on Jiang Xuan's cheeks, giving him a unique look.

Hmm... he's quite handsome.

Jiang Xuan was unaware of Xu Weixiong's thoughts, and he didn't say much.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan pointed to the houses on the island and asked, "Can I take a look at the houses up there?"

Xu Weixiong had no idea what Jiang Xuan was up to, and Jiang Xuan couldn't possibly tell him that he was just checking in.

After all, the island is quite large, and there is even a place that resembles a mountain, where Xu Weixiong lived.

Xu Weixiong then gave Jiang Xuan a deep look and nodded.

As for Jiang Xuanming, he didn't even look at her, but as if he knew, he walked straight upstairs without turning his head.

Just as the two were walking up the mountain, a man dressed in a white robe from the Yin Academy suddenly walked out from outside.

White long gown, white clothes, white socks, white shoes—these are the typical attire of the Shangyin Academy.

Xu Weixiong was like this, and so was Jiang Xuan.

Upon hearing this voice, Xu Weixiong instinctively looked at Jiang Xuan beside him.

Seeing that the other party did not react, he turned around and stopped.

At this moment, Xu Weixiong frowned slightly, clearly showing her displeasure.

Moreover, I'm very unhappy.

Although Zhao Kai was somewhat afraid of Xu Weixiong, he did not show any reluctance because of the other party's appearance.

Instead, he had a bright smile on his face.

"Hey Wei Xiong, you truly are my future woman. Even when you're angry, you're still so beautiful!"

"Yes, it's breathtakingly beautiful and captivating."

Seeing Zhao Kai's appearance, Xu Weixiong couldn't help but grip the hilt of his sword and look at him coldly.

"Zhao Kai, are you courting death?"

At this moment, Xu Weixiong unleashed a torrent of sword intent, which rushed towards Zhao Kai without any hesitation.

Zhao Kai smiled brightly, quickly stepped aside, and shouted loudly at Xu Weixiong.

"It wasn't me who came to find you, it was the teacher who sent me to find you, really."

Xu Weixiong frowned, unsure whether what this man said was true or false.

But before Zhao Kai could even approach, Xu Weixiong suddenly drew his longsword and slashed a two-inch-wide gash in front of Zhao Kai.

At the same time, Xu Weixiong looked coldly at Zhao Kai, "You better not lie to me, otherwise you'll be punished for your smooth talk and for coming to the island without permission."

"I will explain everything to you one by one, so that you will know what it means to be worse than dead."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kai swallowed hard, his first instinct being to run away.