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Cui Jinghao had never seen Lord Xiao, who had been lurking in Pyongyang City for many years, behave so out of control, but when he heard those words, his mood was instantly disturbed.

What do you mean it’s not the fifth heaven?

How many more can it be if not the fifth heaven?

Could it be that the level of cultivation supported by treasures is actually only at the fourth level?

If that was the case, how could a great monk of the eighth level of the sky be so frightened?

He is in the sixth heaven, or even higher!

Although Cui Jinghao thought about it, he couldn't believe it. He had never heard of such a strange thing in the world.

However, he soon realized that he had made a very serious and very low-level mistake, that is, one should not be distracted during a duel between monks, even if the opponent is one level lower than you.

The leader of the Hundred Swords Hall does not really have a hundred swords, but he has a treasure in his sleeve. With his skills, he can create nearly infinite sword lights within the range of spiritual power support. Once these sword lights are unleashed, they are extremely sharp and dazzling, far surpassing the average fifth-level cultivator. Even against the sixth-level cultivator, he is not inferior. This is the reason and confidence why Cui Jinghao can become famous for his fifth-level cultivation.

However, the white-haired woman in front of him only watched for a moment and found his weakness, which was to prevent him from taking his sword out of his sleeve.

Since the narrow sword cannot be taken out of the sleeve, there is no numerical advantage, so the only way to fight is to use spiritual power.

Fortunately, the opponent is at the fourth level, while he is at the fifth level, so he is sure to win in the spiritual power duel.

Cui Jinghao tried to comfort himself, but looking at the sword talisman in Lan Ling's other hand that was ready to be fired, he felt a little unsure.

These two people are very wealthy, do they really have no backup plan?

On the other side, Lord Xiao from the Eighth Heaven had been completely suppressed.

Zhao Yushu was confident that he could kill this ordinary eighth-level warrior within a few moves, but he wanted to wait a little longer.

He had to wait for the other party's possible back-up plan.

If the other party has no backup plan, then everything is fine. If he does, he doesn't believe that the other party will be able to hide it until death.

Lord Xiao's eyes began to flicker. The opponent's sword was dancing like a long sword, at an extremely fast speed but at a tricky angle. What was even more terrifying was that the opponent's footwork was excellent and his figure was like a ghost. The two of them fought for more than a hundred moves, but Lord Xiao was unable to even touch the corner of his clothes once.

He already had dozens of wounds of varying depths on his body.

After a final attempt to use spiritual power to suppress it but to no avail, Lord Xiao decided to escape.

Seeing that the opponent is so fast, I don’t know if I can escape. Fortunately, I have something to save my life.

Zhao Yushu saw the other party's eyes and knew that the Liao Kingdom's move in Andong Protectorate was just a idle chess piece. At least before the uprising today, they did not have much hope, and more forces were used to plot against the Tang Dynasty. Now that the attack on Tang has failed, the idle chess piece suddenly became important, and all the forces began to be dispatched, but they have not arrived yet after all.

Zhao Yushu's luck was indeed good, he seized, or rather took advantage of, this time difference.

Lord Xiao shouted loudly and threw out both fists. Zhao Yushu pretended to be forced back at the right time and retracted the sword in his hand, turning it into a cold iron sword.

It's a pity that Lord Xiao doesn't have time to pay attention to this detail.

An ordinary hairpin fell into Lord Xiao's palm, and spiritual power surged into it, and thunder gathered on the hairpin.

Longhu Mountain Thunder Method?

Although the thunder is scary, the hairpin is of average quality. If used to kill the enemy, it may not be as effective as the sword talisman in Lan Ling's hand.

Then it can only be used for escape.

Thunder flashed, and the wall was pierced. Lord Xiao rushed out dozens of feet in an instant. The spiritual power on the hairpin weakened a lot, but as his spiritual power continued to be injected, it would not be long before he could use it again.

Then he heard another thunder.

My hairpin is obviously not working, where does the thunder come from?

With a "puff", Lord Xiao looked at the long sword that pierced his heart from behind, blinked, and his body rushed forward a few feet by inertia, plowing a shallow groove on the ground. He twitched a few times and then lay motionless.

The lightning on Zhao Yushu's legs faded away, and he bent down to pick up the hairpin, thinking that maybe some disciple from Mount Longhu was inspired by watching the senior brother's Thunder Step, but had no talent or perseverance to practice it himself, so he made it as a second best option.

On the other hand, with Lord Xiao's escape, Cui Jinghao's mentality finally collapsed completely. How could such a good thing, which had been planned for so long and all the variables had been taken into consideration, suddenly be ruined?

Just because of these two young men who showed up to disrupt the situation?

Cui Jinghao would never consider whether it was his fault or not. Was it because he was used to being domineering and couldn't help but grab a few pieces of fat sheep when he saw them?

Is it because I have stayed in a small place for too long and think that all heroes in the world are just like this?

If he were given a chance, to go back home, close the door to visitors for a few days and think carefully, perhaps he would regret his stupid behavior of letting Jin Shigui contact Zhao Yushu the day before, but he has no chance.

Lan Ling already had solid basic skills, and she had a lot of treasures on her body. She also had Zhao Yushu, who was nearly invincible under his inner vision, to support her. Her mind was as calm as water, and her offensive was naturally as cold as ice.

Cui Jinghao was in disarray, and Lan Ling seized the fleeting flaw and activated the sword talisman in her left hand without hesitation. A golden sword energy instantly pierced Cui Jinghao's neck.

Cui Jinghao covered his neck with his hands, blood foaming from his mouth. He took two steps back, sat down on an intact chair, and slowly tilted his head to the side, without even having time to say a single word of his last words.

Lan Ling let out a long sigh, walked forward, cut open Cui Jinghao's long sleeves, and took out a long, narrow knife.

"He doesn't mind tying this thing on his arm every day."

Throwing the narrow knife to Zhao Yushu, Lan Ling walked to the side and poured herself a glass of water. It would be very tiring to fight against the fifth level with the fourth level, even if one was confident.

Zhao Yushu handed over the hairpin and said, "There is no backup plan. The main force of the Liao people should not have arrived yet."

Then Zhao Yushu turned his head and looked at the dark corridor leading to the back hall, sneering: "Grand Commander, you have been looking for so long, haven't you seen enough?"

A moment later, the Grand Admiral walked out calmly from the darkness, but in Zhao Yushu's ears, the other party's heartbeat was obviously much faster.

Logically speaking, he should have escaped and sought refuge long ago, but he didn't expect that the person General Li was chasing was just a bait. The commander-in-chief hid in a dark room at the moment he walked to the back hall to avoid everyone's sight.

"That's strange. That secret room is protected by a formation. I activated the formation as soon as I entered. There shouldn't be any trace of aura leaking out. How did you know that, little brother?"

"secret."

Zhao Yushu dismissed it with just two words. Of course, he couldn't say that he was just guessing blindly, it was just a routine bluff. Anyway, there were no outsiders here, so it wouldn't be shameful if he made a wrong bluff.

However, this great commander-in-chief addressed me as his little brother right from the start, showing that he is a man who can bend and stretch.

"Who are you two?"

"It's not important. I just have a business deal to discuss with the Grand Commander. These two people are the gift for meeting you."

Zhao Yushu pointed at the bodies of Lord Xiao and Cui Jinghao inside and outside the room, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.