The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Luo Qingyang: "If you practice for another ten years, perhaps the sword in your hand can really defeat me. It's a pity that you will die here today."

Lei Wujie: "Luo Qingyang wants to kill him?"

Xiao Yu also hurriedly looked at Zhao Yuzhen and Mo Luyi: "Master, please save him."

But the sword came very quickly. Mo Luyi waved her hand to cover Wushuang with a protective shield, and Xiao Se directly blocked Luo Qingyang's Jiuge with the Wuji Stick. Then Xiao Se jumped down from above with Tang Lian, Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo.

Bai Wang Xiao Chong hurried down and wanted to help Wushuang up, but before he could touch Wushuang, he seemed to be blocked by something. Seeing that he was about to slap the protective shield, Mo Lvyi raised her hand to remove the protective shield. Bai Wang slapped it in the air and staggered, almost falling on the injured Wushuang. Fortunately, he also had martial arts skills, so he controlled his body.

Seeing this, Xiao Se glanced in the direction of Mo Luyi, and just saw her put down her hand. He felt relieved and less nervous, so he looked calmly in the direction of Luo Qingyang.

Luo Qingyang looked at the stick in front of him and said, "Wuji Stick."

Xiao Se: "I originally thought that City Lord Luo must be a man of extraordinary bearing to have such a high level of cultivation. But just now, facing such a fine material and beautiful jade, why did City Lord Luo want to kill them all?"

Luo Qingyang: "I have my own reasons."

Xiao Se: "But you can't kill this person today."

Then he looked at Xiao Chong and Wushuang behind him and said, "Second brother, take Wushuang away."

Xiao Chong: "Thank you very much."

Xiao Se said calmly, "We don't need to be so clear about the differences now. Let's go." He glanced at the crowd and appeared calm.

At this moment, Luo Qingyang was staring at the figures of Xiao Chong and Wushuang who were about to leave. Suddenly, he waved his sleeves, and a powerful internal force gushed out, directly slamming the door shut. With a loud "bang", the door closed tightly, as if an insurmountable barrier was standing in front of everyone.

Luo Qingyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said coldly: "This is not over yet, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" There was a hint of teasing and threat in his voice.

Mo Luyi, who was standing aside and witnessing the situation, was quite surprised by Luo Qingyang's actions.

But when her eyes fell on Wushuang, she saw that his face was as pale as paper, and his body was shaky, as if he would faint at any moment. Seeing this, Mo Luyi waved her jade hand nonchalantly, and a gentle internal force surged from her palm, gently pushing the door open.

Seeing this, Xiao Se hurriedly shouted to Xiao Chong, "Take Wushuang away quickly!" Xiao Chong did not dare to hesitate at all. He supported Wushuang, turned around and walked out the door.

Luo Qingyang was somewhat surprised by Mo Luyi's behavior. He frowned slightly and turned to look at Xiao Yu with a hint of doubt. However, when his eyes met Xiao Yu, he found that he was staring intently at Xiao Chuhe and others downstairs, with a complex emotion in his eyes, like apology and guilt.

Seeing this, Luo Qingyang sighed inwardly. He had originally thought Xiao Yu would remain stubborn to the end, but now it seemed that even Xiao Yu was beginning to regret at this crucial moment. However, he wondered if it was too late to apologize now. After all, things had already come to this point; how could an apology easily turn things around?

He is indeed the blood of the Xiao family. He always likes to use this belated affection to cover up his past mistakes and try to cover himself with a hypocritical cloak.

He turned to look at Xiao Se and said, "You are - Xiao, Chu, He."

Xiao Se: "I heard that in three days, you will take one person away and kill two more people. The people you want to kill are me and my second brother?"

Luo Qingyang: "That's right, but it shouldn't be today. I gave you three days to ask Jian Tianqi. You are holding a stick, so you are not qualified to participate in the battle."

Lei Wujie stepped forward and shouted, "What about me?"

Luo Qingyang looked at the sword in Lei Wujie's hand and said, "Xinjian, are you a descendant of Li Xinyue?"

Lei Wujie: "Lei Wujie, the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi of Snow Moon City, a disciple of the Lei Clan Twins Lei Hong, and the heir of the Heart Sword of Jianxin Tomb, has come to ask for the sword."

Xiao Se was surprised for a moment when he heard his introduction, and whispered, "You fool, you don't think that the longer the title, the more powerful it is, right?"

Luo Qingyang found this a little funny, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose up before he uttered a word: "Okay." Then he raised Jiuge.

Seeing this, Lei Wujie quickly shouted, "Hey, wait a minute."

Luo Qingyang: "What are you waiting for?"

Lei Wujie said seriously: "Senior, you have fought two consecutive battles, and both opponents are extraordinary. Although you don't look seriously injured now, I believe that your physical strength must be different from the beginning." Xiao Se was full of doubts about his actions, but did not interrupt him.

Luo Qingyang: "I'm fine."

Luo Qingyang had just said three words when Lei Wujie quickly reached out to stop him. "Stop talking. Senior, you wanted to let me go, but I can't accept it. Swordsmen of my generation are all sincere. How can we be unworthy of the sword in our hands? Didn't you just say that you want to stay in Tianqi City for a few more days? Then, in three days, when you have rested well, we will come here to ask for sword advice."

Luo Qingyang: "I..."

Luo Qingyang had just said one word when Lei Wujie interrupted him, "Senior, goodbye, see you in three days." He said it so solemnly.

After saying that, he quickly pulled Xiao Se and the others away, whispering, "Go, go, go, hurry up." Seeing their backs leaving, Xiao Yu froze in place, his mouth wide open, his eyes wide, his face filled with disbelief. He stared blankly, as if time had frozen in that moment. After a long while, Xiao Yu finally came to his senses, as if waking from a dream.

He first turned to glance at Luo Qingyang beside him, only to see that Luo Qingyang also looked reluctant to speak. Then, Xiao Yu cast his gaze towards Mo Lvyi, who was standing beside him. Now he could clearly see Mo Lvyi's beautiful face, filled with a brilliant smile, as charming as a flower in full bloom in spring.

However, in stark contrast, Luo Qingyang's temples twitched constantly, as if he were remembering something deeply unpleasant. He frowned tightly, closed his eyes, and after taking a few deep breaths, slowly opened them and looked up at Mo Lvyi and her group. This time, however, his gaze didn't linger on anyone else, but was fixed squarely on Zhao Yuzhen.

After a moment's silence, Luo Qingyang finally asked, "I wonder if you are the Xuanjian Immortal of Wangcheng Mountain?" His voice was low and powerful, echoing in the air.