Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

Just as Lei Wujie was deep in thought, Xiao Chuhe suddenly walked out the door.

"His Royal Highness, where are you going?" Sikong Qianluo was worried and hurried to catch up with him.

Xiao Chuhe turned around helplessly, and lazily replied: "Of course I'm going back to Tianqi City."

"Aren't you going to the Chaowang Pavilion to ask for debt?" Lei Wujie looked curious, this doesn't fit Xiao Se's personality.

"Which is more important, money or life?" Xiao Chuhe rolled his eyes at him, turned his head and muttered in a low voice.

"Fortunately, they told me this news, otherwise Yan Zhantian would have cut him off halfway, so where can I find reason."

After speaking, he got on the horse and patted the horse's back with a smile.

"An old horse knows the way, and he should always remember the way home."

Sikong Qianluo looked at Xiao Chuhe's leaving back reluctantly, then turned to look at Lei Wujie.

"Xiaojie, shall we go to Chaowang Pavilion?"

"Naturally." Lei Wujie's eyes flashed.

Even if there is no Xiao Se, Chaowang Pavilion plus himself and Yueyao, there are four heavenly masters, together with those disciples of Chaowang Pavilion, they can definitely beat Yan Zhantian to death.

And in this way, Chaowang Pavilion owed him a lot of favors, which would be very beneficial for them to be recruited in the future.

As for Lei Qianting, he was originally one of the top leaders of Leimen, if he refused to save him, he might not be able to explain to Master Leihong in the future.

After making up his mind, Lei Wujie instructed Sikong Qianluo with a serious expression.

"Sister, you send the elder brother away first, sister Yueyao and I are enough to rescue the Chaowang Pavilion."

"Brother Lei, you saved me just now, let me do my part in saving people this time." Tang Lian said righteously.

Lei Wujie showed appreciation and patted Tang Lian on the shoulder.

"Eldest brother, the most important thing for you now is to heal your injuries, and leave the rest to us."

Sikong Qianluo wanted to speak, but Yueyao gently patted her wrist.

"Don't worry, with me and Xiaojie's lightness skills, even if we lose, we can withdraw immediately."

After finishing speaking, she and Lei Wujie performed lightness kung fu and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Wait a minute, you two, don't you need a carriage?" Tang Lian asked suspiciously.

Sikong Qianluo immediately rolled his eyes at him: "They are all cultivated in the heavenly realm, and they don't have that much need for transportation."

"And we only have the King Kong Mortal Realm. If there is no carriage, the road will not be full of snowflakes?"

With suspicious eyes, Tang Lian scratched her head and said, "Junior Sister Qianluo, why did you suddenly become so witty?"

"I've always been smart, okay?" Sikong Qianluo turned his head away and didn't want to talk to him.

Chaowang Pavilion lobby.

Luo Yulan played with the dagger in his hand, and smiled coquettishly at Lei Qianting, who was beside him with a worried face.

"Elder Lei, our Chaowang Pavilion has also formed an alliance with Xueyue City, but why do you always look depressed?"

Lei Qianting looked at the rainy and snowy weather outside the window, shook his head and sighed.

"We are all chess pieces on the chessboard, and I'm afraid we won't be able to live in peace for the rest of our lives."

"Born in sorrow, died in peace." Luo Yulan said with a smile, "Don't Elder Lei understand this truth?"

"What's more, if we don't make a choice, what awaits us is death."

Lei Qianting nodded: "We have already rejected the White King and the Red King, and they will definitely not let us go."

"Since this is the case, it is indeed the best choice to seek refuge in Xueyue City, which has a good relationship with King Yong'an."

"Master, Pavilion Master Luo, something is wrong!" Suddenly, a young man in blue ran over in a panic.

After taking a breath, he continued to speak to Lei Qianting: "There is an enemy attack, there is an enemy attack!"

"The one who should come is still here." Lei Qianting's eyes were as expected, "Lei Xiuluo, how many of them are here?"

Luo Yulan clenched the knife in his hand, frowning slightly.

"Just one person." Lei Xiuluo replied seriously.

"Huh?" Luo Yulan was slightly taken aback, not knowing that the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"Are you stupid?" Lei Qianting kicked him away on the spot, "Isn't it just one person who can handle it casually? I thought King Bai sent a large number of experts to encircle us."

"Small sects like you also want King Bai to take it seriously?" A sarcastic voice sounded, and the door of the hall shattered instantly.

A swordsman wearing a black cloak and a bamboo hat appeared in front of everyone.

Around him, there were corpses of Chaowang Pavilion disciples everywhere.

Lei Qianting's face suddenly changed. This person killed so many Chaowang Pavilion disciples, but made them unable to even shout. How terrifying must his cultivation be?
Luo Yulan did not show any fear, but looked at the swordsman with charming eyes.

"Your charm technique didn't work on Ye Dingzhi back then, and it did the same on me." The swordsman snorted coldly.

Swinging a sword casually, the terrifying sword momentum spread to the surroundings.

Lei Qianting grabbed Lei Xiuluo and retreated violently, Luo Yulan didn't dare to catch him head-on, and dodged.

"Your Excellency's swordsmanship is good, but it's still far behind Ye Dingzhi."

Lei Qianting sneered, and said silently: "The sky trembles when the thunder falls, and the wakame thunders."

With the sound of thunderous bombing, the entire hall was turned into ruins.

"Hehe, I'll let you pretend!" Lei Qianting smiled sinisterly towards the swordsman.

But his smile soon stopped abruptly, because the swordsman still stayed where he was, not even injured, but the hat on his head was gone.

Seeing the bloody sword in his hand and the scar on his face, Lei Qianting shouted in shock:
"Are you the Nujian Xianyan Zhantian?"

Luo Yulan also frowned: "Could it be that King Bai asked you to kill us?"

"I have always been the only one who asks other people's questions, and others are not qualified to ask me, unless." Yan Zhantian took a step forward, "He asked about my sword first!"

"Then let me try, is your sword as powerful as Ye Ding?" Facing such a sword fairy-level figure, Luo Yulan dared not neglect.

The dagger in his hand swung hundreds of red lights in an instant, covering Yan Zhantian.

Without any hesitation, Yan Zhantian swung the huge sword in his hand, and the bloody sword energy directly shattered Luo Yulan's saber momentum, but his sword momentum remained undiminished, and he went straight to Luo Yulan's door go.

Naturally, Luo Yulan wouldn't just wait for death with his hands tied up. With a little foot, he rose into the air, avoiding the bloody sword.

But Yan Zhantian's sword move was not over yet, he lifted the giant sword upwards, and the sword still pierced Luo Yulan's chest.

Fortunately, Luo Yulan reacted quickly enough to avoid the fatal injury by leaning back, but was still hit in the leg by the sword force and fell to the ground.

Just when Yan Zhantian was about to use his second sword to kill him, he was suddenly alerted to Da Sheng, and his body moved back a foot, and a sword mark that split the ground by three feet appeared in his original place.

Yan Zhantian turned his head slightly, standing in front of him was a man and a woman, one of whom he was very familiar with.

"Oh it's you!"

Lei Wujie clenched the shark-tooth sword tightly, and said with a grin: "Yan Zhantian, I say you are a sword fairy."

"Why don't you sleep well at such a late hour and insist on committing murder and arson?"