And Jiang Wuyou's figure, which combines strength and beauty, dances under the moon. The three-foot-high green edge is described as a kind of art.

She turned her eyes, like a dragon traveling through the nine heavens.

She drank softly, like the phoenix singing on the phoenix tree.

When she raised her sword, it seemed as if she had stirred up mountains and rivers thousands of miles away; when she raised her sword, she struck down the common people!

Greatness and insignificance are all in one thought.

Sometimes she is the emperor's daughter with affection, and sometimes she is the king's heartless one.

Her eyebrows and her eyes are supreme and noble.

Her sword, her people...

The sword rises like a dragon dancing, the moonlight and night are worse than each other!

Where is the post?

Jiang Wuyou quickly threw away the sword, and with a move, he grasped a long knife.

The whole figure is like a big bow that has been fully drawn. When the string moves, it leaps forward.

"I have a knife, please show me your eyebrows!"

The light of the sword shattered the night and broke into Jiang Wang's field of vision without warning.

Her swordsmanship is already outstanding, but her swordsmanship is not weak at all.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, all the opponents Jiang Wang had fought at the inner government level were only slightly inferior to Qin Zhizhen.

Jiang Wang concentrated his attention and used a sauvignon blanc to suppress the snowy sword light.

The long night is not yet over, and the metal and iron are chiming.

Jiang Wuyou used seven sets of extreme sword skills, whether it was chilling, sharp, or vicious, and he tried all kinds of styles, but he still couldn't break through Jiang Wang's sword. So he put the sword back into the frame, and with a pull of his hand, a red tassel had been shaken out.

Spear!

With the red tassel in hand, she seems to have rushed to the battlefield.

Thousands of troops and horses surged in the night.

With one wrong move of his hands, just a little shake, the cold stars exploded, and the immeasurable gun light filled the night sky, and thousands of howls and tens of thousands of roars were heard in an instant.

This spear Feng Qiwu.

One more shot to catch the phoenix!

"Good marksmanship!"

Jiang Wang admired him from the bottom of his heart, and with a casual stroke of his hand, the famous man fell into ruin; when he picked up his sword, he turned into a young and frivolous man.

He used his sword skills to his fullest, skinned all the birds cleanly, and chopped the lone phoenix back into the phoenix tree.

At the same time that the gun shadows in the sky disappeared, Jiang Wuyou held a big ax in both hands and fell from the sky, like a goddess opening a mountain!

This is rare in the world!

Palace Master Huaying displayed all her martial arts skills, including swords, guns, clubs, axes, hooks and forks, and eighteen kinds of weapons, all of which were excellent choices.

Jiang Wang only responded with his sword skills, and was dazzled by the dazzling array of things he saw.

I feel happy to see you!

With his current level of cultivation, he could still gain something from the competition with Jiang Wuyou who was in the Inner Palace Realm.

No wonder there is a saying that "men in this world are afraid of shame".

No wonder it can set a precedent for Taoist martial arts!

All the weapons on the weapon rack have been tried, and Jiang Wuyou used whatever he got. It became popular and affected the situation.

The more she fights, the more majestic she becomes, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

Then it gradually subsided, like still water running deep.

Such a wonderful showdown, it's a pity that no one appreciates it.

Why should anyone appreciate such a wonderful duel!

When Jiang Wuyou finally returned the pair of maces to the weapon rack, his whole body had lost all momentum, and his energy was mixed and merged between heaven and earth.

Under the bright moon and sparse stars, she established a sense of self and freedom.

Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and said sincerely: "Congratulations, sir!"

He realized that Jiang Wuyou's road to Taoism and martial arts had been completed.

The dusty locks of many years are suddenly opened, and the bitter and dangerous passes are broken.

Jiang Wuyou also smiled: "Thank you very much, Marquis Wu An, for accompanying me on this journey."

"I just happened to meet at the right time, but I was able to witness history." Jiang Wang said with emotion, "What a blessing!"

"It's too early to say that we have witnessed history." Jiang Wuyou said, "The road is half complete. At least there is no obstacle before the real person."

As she said this, she sighed softly.

Of course Jiang Wang knew what she was unsaid.

The road to Taoism and martial arts, at least at this stage, has no way to go after reaching the Dongzhen realm.

Because her path was a mixture of two families, but none of the martial arts masters had passed it themselves.

If the martial arts does not produce a true master, it cannot provide a way forward, and there will be no possibility of further advancement in Jiang Wuyou's path of martial arts.

"Speaking of which, I have always been curious about one thing," Jiang Wang said: "With the palace master's talent and talent, you can now go very far whether you follow the orthodox path of cultivation or the martial arts path. Why should you choose a martial arts path of your own?" What about such a difficult road?”

Jiang Wuyou did not answer directly, but asked: "Do you know why I am called Wuyou?"

Jiang Wang shook his head.

Jiang Wuyou said: "The day I was born happened to be during the first Qi-Xia war. My father's formation killed Emperor Xia and defeated the Xia army. When he heard the news of my birth, he was very happy and said that I was worry-free! 'So you named me Wuyou."

She didn't answer, but she already answered.

Her name carries the beautiful vision of Emperor Qi.

She wanted to make her father truly "worry-free".

So she has to take a path that will lead her to the "strongest"!

She was born in the twenty-fourth year of Yuanfeng, and is now the fifty-seventh year of Yuanfeng. She is already thirty-three years old.

Looking at the whole world, those who have not become gods at thirty cannot be considered extremely talented.

But she has great talent, but she is still wandering in the inner palace at the age of thirty-three.

This is the price she paid for this difficult road.

Even, in the foreseeable future, these costs are far from enough.

But how many people in the world can have this kind of courage, this kind of spirit, this kind of courage?

Jiang Wang said angrily: "I am also ashamed to meet the palace master!"

Jiang Wuyou laughed: "It's late at night, Marquis Wu'an, please come back. After all the fun today, I won't let you drink anymore.

Jiang Wang also smiled: "When I come back with integrity, I will have a drink with His Highness."

He turned around and strode out.

Behind him, Jiang Wuyou's aura surged forward, becoming more and more powerful and majestic. The cave night shone brightly in Linzi.

Her voice resounded throughout Huaying Palace—a
Chapter completed!