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Chapter 504: The Gentleman Dances the Sword

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    At the same time, Li Xingba also contradicted Zhou Heng.

    Zhou Heng is the prince, and Li Xingba is too shameless.

    Listening to Cao Zhijiang's words, Li Xingba smiled, and the anger and unwillingness just now were gone on his face.

    "What's the matter, General?"

    Cao Zhijiang didn't understand why Li Xingba was still laughing.

    "Don't you see that my eldest brother and I are acting?" Li Xingba asked Cao Zhijiang back, Cao Zhijiang was taken aback, is this acting?

    "Acting?"

    Cao Zhijiang said two words in a daze.

    Li Xingba nodded.

    "That's right, I was acting. I broke Meng La's belt on purpose, and my elder brother punished me on purpose."

    Li Xingba told Cao Zhijiang exactly what happened.

    Cao Zhijiang suddenly realized that all this was the tacit cooperation between Zhou Heng and Li Xingba.

    "I see."

    Cao Zhijiang seemed to understand.

    "Brother asked me to come out with you to prepare for the fight. I will go to the vanguard camp to prepare. You, sir, ambushed here with knives and axes. As long as you throw the cup, you will rush in."

    Li Xingba told Cao Zhijiang.

    "General, don't worry."

    Cao Zhijiang told Li Xingba not to worry, and promised to complete the task himself. Li Xingba and Cao Zhijiang also acted separately

    Inside the tent.

    Everyone became a little restrained because of what happened just now.

    "You generals, don't be restrained!"

    Zhou Heng raised his glass to invite everyone to drink.

    "General, are you okay?" The people next to Meng La worriedly asked about Meng La's situation. If there was anything wrong, they would just leave when they had a chance, and there was no need to sit here all the time.

    "I'm fine."

    Meng La shook his head.

    ? Although the smash was a bit strong, it was worthwhile for Zhou Heng to punish Li Xingba.

    "You are not a weapon!"

    Zhou Heng shouted.

    "Your Highness!"

    Jun Buqi got up and stood up.

    Everyone looked at Jun Buqi, wondering what Zhou Heng was going to do again.

    "Generals, this person is my bodyguard, a proud disciple of the Qingcheng faction, a knight in the rivers and lakes, and his cultivation is even in the Ninth Realm. How about dancing swords for everyone today?"

    Zhou Heng asked everyone.

    Everyone listened to Zhou Heng's words, and everyone looked at Jun Buqi.

    Everyone did not expect Jun Buqi to be a master of the Nine Realms, an invincible hand under the Ten Directions Realm.

    And still so young, he will definitely be a strong man in the Ten Directions Realm in the future.

    Zhou Heng is really surrounded by hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Li Xingba and Jun Buqi are better than all guards with these two people by their side.

    Everyone has a new understanding of Zhou Heng.

    "OK!"

    "Nine Realm masters dancing swords is naturally good!"

    Everyone agreed one after another, Jun Buqi looked at the crowd and saluted with fists, "Everyone, I'm making a fool of myself!" Jun Buqi looked at the sword on Zhou Heng's table.

    "please!"

    Zhou Heng held up the sword in front of him and handed it to Jun Buqi.

    "Clang¡ª¡ª"

    With a soft cry, the sword came out of its sheath, and the body of the sword glowed with silvery white light, like a silver dragon soaring into the sky.

    Jun Buqi holds a long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing forward a little, his wrist shakes and draws a circle in front of him.

    The ripples of the sword light are like ripples in water.

    "good!"

    "Wonderful!"

    "As expected of a proud disciple of the Qingcheng Sect."

    It is indeed a kind of enjoyment for everyone to watch Jun Buqi wielding swords.

    Jun Buqi turned around, opened and closed his hands, and waved his arms past.

    "Om¡ª¡ª"

    As the blade of the sword moved across the space, there was a buzzing sound, and listening to the sound made people feel refreshed.

    But some people are excited, while others are shocked.

    Bangladesh.

    At this time, Meng La felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles, because the sword had just passed in front of her, not a foot away from her neck, and Meng La clearly received the sword energy.

    Sword Qi rushed towards his face, and the sword light was dazzling, even a little dazed.

    With a slash of the sword, Meng La and the few people behind him were also frightened.

      Immediately after Jun Buqi raised his hand, he stabbed Meng La's eyebrows with a sword.

    The sword was drawn very fast, like lightning, and under the light of the sword, it felt as if he wanted to pierce Meng La with a sword.

    The people behind Meng La even clenched their fists and were ready to make a move.

    However, the long sword stopped suddenly and followed a graceful arc across Meng La's face. It was a false alarm. It turned out that it was not really intended to kill Meng La.

    Everyone gasped.

    Each and every one of them had a feeling of survival after a catastrophe.

    Nervous, exciting, apprehensive, all kinds of emotions arise spontaneously. Some people find it pleasing to the eye, while others think it is like a life-and-death contest.

    Meng La's blood also turned cold.

    Jun Buqi retreated immediately, mastering every move, and the sword moves like clouds and flowing water.

    A dance of swords.

    "Accepted!"

    Jun Buqi looked at the crowd and clasped his fists and said.

    "Wonderful!"

    "Yeah, it's really exciting!"

    Everyone praised it one after another. It is undeniable that it is indeed wonderful that you do not wield a sword. It is a kind of enjoyment to watch you do not wield a sword.

    The sword is as fierce as a bamboo.

    "good."

    Zhou Heng also applauded, and Jun Buqi walked behind Zhou Heng.

    However, the sword in his hand was not returned to Zhou Heng, but Jun Buqi was held in his own hand.

    After the sword dance, Ren Xiu and the others confirmed which one was from Xiyi.

    When Zhou Heng looked at Ren Xiu and the others, Ren Xiu, Jing Qi, and Yao Dan nodded one after another, signaling Zhou Heng to rest assured that they already knew each other.

    "All generals, please!"

    Zhou Heng raised his wine glass.

    "His Royal Highness heard that you have outstanding knowledge. I wonder if you can recite a poem?"

    "Yes, Your Highness, please come to me!"

    Several people persuaded Zhou Heng one after another.

    "I don't know any poems." Zhou Heng said modestly.

    "Your Highness, you don't have to be polite." Ren Xiu said with a smile. He also wanted to see Zhou Heng's talents. They really learned Zhou Heng's military skills.

    Zhou Heng looked at everyone, and everyone looked at him.

    "All right!"

    Zhou Heng slowly got up while nodding, picked up the wine glass on the table, "All generals, allow me to think twice!" Zhou Heng said and stepped forward.

    Zhou Heng took five steps and stopped slowly, turned around and looked at the crowd

    "The beacon fire shines on Hanzhong, and I feel uneasy the wind is full of drums. It is better to be a centurion than a scholar." Zhou Heng said slowly.

    Everyone slowly recalled Zhou Heng's words.

    Better to be a centurion than a scholar!

    This remark is appropriate at this time.

    At this time, the Western Barbarians invaded, and Zhou Heng's poem was very suitable for the current situation.

    "Come on, let's offer a toast to Your Highness!"

    Everyone stood up and toasted Zhou Heng.

    "Okay, I hope that by drinking this glass of wine, we can share our hatred and defend against foreign enemies!" Zhou Heng raised his glass, looked at the people in front of him, and said with a serious expression.

    Drink it all in one gulp.

    "boom¡ª¡ª"

    All of a sudden, Zhou Heng was also refreshing, without the slightest hesitation, he shook his hand, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.

    There was a crackling sound, and the wine glass was also torn apart.

    Throw the cup as a sign.

    ? Zhou Heng dropped the wine glass, everyone didn't understand, but Jun Buqi had already made a move, the sword in Jun Buqi's hand flashed, and the sword stabbed towards Meng Fang.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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