Legend of Sword King

Nan Gong Yi looked at the battlefield in a daze, his eyes were straight, the fan in his hand had forgotten to move.    

    

The soldiers who had gone to block the Wugui soldiers had just shown signs of turning the tide when they were completely submerged by the waves.    

    

Afterwards, the western part of the city and its northern and southern Uighurs were completely defeated. They were slaughtered until they ran for their lives, crying for their fathers and calling for their mothers.    

    

Song Jiao was also dumbfounded. What was better than Nangong Yi was that she came back to her senses faster. She turned her head and asked Nangong Yi with an indescribable expression, "What are they shouting about?"    

    

Minamiya swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty, "The cultivators seem to be shouting, now that the Heavenly Law Protector is dead, how can the Uighurs not show mercy?"    

    

Song Jiao nodded seriously. "I did not mishear you …"    

    

Her peach blossom eyes were wide open, extremely charming and attractive. She said in disbelief: "So, the Heavenly Law Protector, is he really dead?"    

    

Minamiya's voice was full of difficulty. "Looking at the situation of the battlefield, it should be like this, right?"    

    

After saying this, the two of them fell silent and didn't speak for a long time.    

    

The battle within and outside the western part of the city was intense, yet the two of them were strangely quiet.    

    

Finally, Nan Gong Yi kept his fan, pushed it back into his neck, and held his sleeves as he said, "Senior Sister, we were waiting here to intercept and kill the Heavenly Law Protector, but we didn't expect that someone would beat us to it. At this moment, if all of our heads had been cut off, we would still be waiting foolishly for them … It's really true, you're completely stupid! "    

    

Song Jiao usually hated being called stupid by Nangong Yi the most.    

    

It was not only that, whenever Nangong Yi had this kind of expression, she would send him flying with a furious kick.    

    

But now, Song Jiao had no intention of getting angry.    

    

More importantly, it occupied all of her thoughts, "Within Sun Moon City, who can kill the Jarod Protector? Master once said, the Heavenly Law Protector is a rare and powerful Uighur. Even when facing the wolfwalker from the nine noble families of the Uighurs, he still has the ability to kill enemies of two stages higher! "    

    

Nangong Yi continued, "Right now in Sun Moon City, there is a great master, Bai Xiuli, and Junior-apprentice Sister Lin."    

    

Song Jiao shook her head decisively. "The Patriarch is too young. Bai Xiuli still doesn't have that ability, Junior Lin …"    

    

Nangong Yi said, "Junior Lin has already reached the first level of the Confinement Realm, and has the help of the goose winged tiger. Even under the domain of Qing Qiu Fox, the goose winged tiger can still exert the strength of the second level of the Confinement Realm …"    

    

Song Jiao said in a low voice, "This is still far from enough!"    

    

Nan Gong Yi sighed: "Then I really can't think of anyone who can still fight against the Heavenly Law Protector. This kind of person must be one of the few geniuses in Western Paradise. "    

    

Song Jiao suddenly said, "Is he one of the few geniuses in Western Paradise?" In the whole of Xiliang City, who could be more talented than you and me? If there was, it would be Junior Lin! For something that even Junior Lin is unable to accomplish, who can? "    

    

Minamiya fell silent.    

    

He had no choice but to remain silent.    

    

He really didn't think that there would be such a person.    

    

Regardless of whether they were disciples of a sect or a sect, once there was such a person, their name would definitely be known to all.    

    

Song Jiao seemed to have thought of something as her delicate body trembled. She suddenly said, "I think of someone!"    

    

Her voice had changed, had become shrill.    

    

This meant that she had lost her mind.    

    

Nangong Yi looked at his senior sister in astonishment.    

    

Senior apprentice-sister's experiences of losing her mind could be counted on one hand. Ever since the incident in the secret realm exploration, where the two of them were protected by their senior brothers and sisters, Song Jiao's mind had become as tough as steel after ten years of bitter cultivation.    

    

Nan Gong Yi immediately asked: "Senior, who did you think of?"    

    

Song Jiao squeezed out two words from between her teeth. "Cheng Qing."