Outside the mansion, the sword is drawn.

Lei Xu led hundreds of officers and soldiers of Jicheng city. The mansion where Ji Fengyan lived was filled with people inside and outside. Today, Lei Xu changed his ordinary clothes into a dark gold armor and straddled on a horse.

On his side, the heads of the families of Jicheng are all side by side. Apart from the soldiers brought by leixu, they also have many guards. They are not so wide in front of the gate, and they are blocked. The officers and soldiers guarding the gate are all armed with sharp swords, some are holding long bows, and the arrows are on the bowstring.

The people of Jicheng, who passed by here, were shocked by the battle. Many people were frightened and suspicious. They only dared to hide and watch the coming battle.

At the entrance of the old house, in front of the open door, a dozen bodyguards, led by Ling He, have been waiting for him.

They have already replaced the armor they used to fight in the battlefield. Those armor is far less gorgeous than the dark gold armor on leixu. There are all kinds of gaps and dents left on each armor.

That's the glory mark they left when they fought with the demon clan. After they left the battlefield, they thought they would never have the chance to wear this armor to protect their country, but they didn't want to

Today, they once again went to battle in armor. What they resisted was no longer the demon's cavalry, but the sharp edge of the officers and soldiers of Jicheng.

"Leslie, what are you doing?" Linghe's eyes are sharp to leixu, who is sitting on the top of the big horse. This time, he even omitted his honorific title.

Lei Xuduan sat on the horse, looking up haughtily, and glanced scornfully at Ling He, but his eyes ignored a cold hatred.

Lei Xu did not forget that day before the mine, Linghe took people to beat Lei Min seriously.

"What are you, dare you question our Lord? I'll roll it over and hand in the monsoon smoke. " Standing beside leixu, a tall man stepped forward and shouted. Like Linghe, he was carrying a huge heavy sword behind him. He was more powerful than other soldiers.

"What are you! Our young lady, do you want to see it? " Linghe's not weak.

"I'm the first swordsman under Lord Lei, Zhou Qi!" The man with the heavy sword spoke arrogantly.

In this world, in addition to the exterminators, there are other professionals, including knights, magicians, priests, bowmen, pharmacists, forgers, alchemists and Swordsman.

Among them, the swordsman's identity is very well identified. Every swordsman's weapon is a huge heavy sword, which is extremely heavy, and few people can use it freely. Therefore, the swordsman has the highest demand for physical fitness, which is also one of the most aggressive professions.

"Zhou Qi? Never heard of it. " Linghe sneered.

Zhou Qi's face slightly changed. In Jicheng, his name is not small. He is the first swordsman worthy of his name. Unexpectedly, the seemingly depressed swordsman in front of him despises his identity so much.

"Never heard of it? Well, when I kill you, I will have someone engrave on your tombstone who killed you! " With a sneer, Zhou Qi was ready to raise his sword.

Leishu sat silently on the horse, without any intention of stopping.

He doesn't mind. Before he takes off the season's wind and smoke, he starts with this guy named Ling He!