The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Liu Zhe uses both hands to maintain the formation, if he resists with his hands, the formation will fail, if he doesn't move, his life will be in danger.

"Don't move, I'll block the knife for you!"

Ming Shiyin yelled to activate his mana, and the barrier accelerated.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the flying knife is about to stick in my body..."

Liu Zhe's eyes flickered, back and forth between the flying knife and the barrier.

The feeling of dying made his scalp tingle, and his will completely collapsed at this moment.

Fear made him lose the ability to think, and he instinctively chose to protect himself.

"I, I don't want to die!"

He yelled, pulled his hands out of the magic circle, and knocked down the throwing knife.

Without the blessing of the blood of the descendants of the gods, Ming Shiyin alone is not enough to maintain the magic circle.

The light of the magic circle dimmed and disappeared completely after a while.

Wu Zetian got rid of the confinement, stepped on the air with one foot, and fell slowly as if performing a solo dance.

Suddenly, her body trembled discordantly, and the left half of her body and the right half of her body fought like enemies.

Unable to maintain balance anymore, her delicate body fell from the sky.

"Oh, trash."

Seeing Wu Zetian out of trouble, Ming Shiyin sighed heavily, annoyed that she could not fight.

In fact, even if Liu Zhe didn't move, Ming Shiyin's barrier could reach before the flying knife.

But he was so timid that he used his hands in fright and let Wu Zetian go.

Di Jun hadn't completely occupied Wu Zetian's body yet, if he imprisoned her, Ming Shiyin could harass her from the side, and it would take less than half an hour to successfully seize her.

Now that Wu Zetian is out of the magic circle, even if he slowly wears away with the power of Dijun's spirit, he can still successfully seize the body.

But if Wu Zetian finds a helper who is good at manipulating the soul, that's not necessarily the case.

Afraid of what would come, Ming Shiyin stood on the top floor of the Zhaixing Building and looked down, just in time to see a white-clothed sword coming from afar.

Warriors, even the top warriors of Xingyao level, cannot fly with the sword.

There is only one person in this world who can control the sword - Jiang Ming!

old acquaintance. . .Ming Shiyin sighed in his heart.

Jiang Ming Yujian rides the wind, not because of how advanced his cultivation base is, or how exquisite his sword skills are, but because of his divine power.

It doesn't matter what method Yu Jian uses, the important thing is that he succeeded and became handsome.

"Look, it's the Sword Immortal coming down to earth!"

"Is this the Sword Immortal? It's really handsome."

It was the first time for the people in Chang'an to see someone flying with a sword, and they widened their eyes and opened their mouths, astonished.

Then, in their exclamation.

The sword fairy Jiang Ming swooped close to the falling Wu Zetian, stretched out his arms, supported the crook of the beauty's legs with one hand, and caught her fragrant shoulder with the other.

The two froze in the eyes of the common people with a very romantic and ambiguous posture.

In an instant, there was complete silence, and everyone was dumbfounded.

The queen was dumbfounded.

One second he was still fighting with Di Jun's soul, and the next he was lying in the man's warm and powerful embrace.

And it is still under the attention of tens of thousands of people.

Juemei's face was stunned for a moment, followed by two blushes.

The flustered expression was fleeting, and Wu Zetian turned back into that aloof empress, majestic and inviolable.

"Let me down."

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it won't work."

Wu Zetian's beautiful eyes glared: "Jiang Ming, don't think that you can be reckless just because I'm not in good condition!"

Jiang Ming smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. I think you can't control your body, and you are afraid that you will fall if you let go."

"You don't need to worry about it, I can control the sky myself, let go!" Wu Zetian said forcefully.

"OK then."

Jiang Ming curled his lips and withdrew his hand.

The moment she lost her support, Wu Zetian used her mana.

Then, the left and right sides fought again. . .

Jiang Ming saw the corners of the queen's mouth twitching, and her body dropped involuntarily.

"Let me just say it." Jiang Ming shook his head and laughed, but remained motionless, as if he had no intention of making a move.

Wu Zetian struggled a few times in the air, sure that there was no way to get rid of Di Jun's harassment, and she looked straight at Jiang Ming with her beautiful eyes.

Means: Help!

At this time, she was tens of meters above the ground.

The half-step king is so strong that he cannot die even if he falls from a height of [-] meters.

But if it really fell to the ground with a snap in full view, it would die in another way.

Her majesty as a queen and her image as a strong person are gone.

Wu Zetian kept giving Jiang Ming winks, signaling him to make a move.

Jiang Ming put his hands behind his back, pretending not to see, and even whistled leisurely.

So what about the queen, a look is not enough to ask someone to do something, today I will pry open your golden mouth.

Wu Zetian knew that he did it on purpose, so she gritted her teeth angrily.