Chapter 668

The sunshine of Japanese products clearly exposed Gu shirou and Wei Congan on the wall of Beicheng building to the attention of the public.

Wei Congan half squinted and looked at the nine knots attached to the black iron rumored in Gu shirou's hand.

At the next moment, the whip was flying down.

The oncoming nine whip came closer and closer with a fierce murderous spirit, and he was forced to lift his long knife out of its scabbard.

Gu shirou's clothes were floating, and a playful smile was raised at the corners of his mouth. With a gentle twist of the whip handle, the tail of the whip that was about to be picked up by Wei Congan was like a snake, winding up his long knife section by section.

Wei Congan tried to draw out the long knife, but Gu shirou pulled it back and jumped forward with his body.

There are two figures on the tower. Gu shirou is as light as a swallow and as graceful as a flying goose. Wei Congan was forced to follow and stumbled.

For a time, the sword light whip dance.

Wei Congan sticks to the long knife in his hand, but he is subject to it everywhere. However, the nine whip seems to be integrated with Gu shirou's right arm, waving it wantonly and doing whatever he wants.

With a clang, the long knife in his hand almost tossed and finally fell off.

The nine whip rolled up the long knife and pulled it back, but at the same time, it threw it out. It was like a dart and rushed to his face and heart with a cold light.

Wei Congan bent down and reached out to catch the handle again, but was almost taken out of the city building by the strength of the long knife. He deflected the direction of the long knife with almost all his strength and inserted it straight into the long column at the corner of the city building.

The point of the knife goes into the wood, more than three points.

Wei Congan's blood and internal force were out of balance because of the shock of the blow just now. He quenched a mouthful of blood, drew a knife with his backhand and held it flat as his chest. His eyes were locked with Gu shirou.

Shi Fuqiu took a panoramic view of Gu shirou's moves at the foot of the city gate. Every time she waved, it seemed as if she had opened a layer of yarn in Shi Fuqiu's memory.

These years of husband and son didn't make her decadent and haggard. Today, Gu shirou on the city tower glowed with a dazzling brilliance because of the hearty and dripping war without whip for a long time.

Over the years, she is like a sword hidden in a box. She hides her strength and conceals her edge. The world has long forgotten her heroic demeanor.

Now... The sword is out of the box!

At this moment, Shi Fuqiu appreciated women like Gu shirou for his pure martial arts.

Women in Beijing are especially from young ladies. Who is not delicate and expensive, and who can compare with her.

When Wei Congan pulled out her knife in a panic, Gu shirou leaned against the long column of another turret. Her one leg curled up, her chin raised gently, her high tied horsetail danced in the wind, but the nine whip hung down straight.

From a distance, the hair tail and whip tail echo each other in the distance, just like the wind approaching the nine days, which is incomparable.

Wei Congan restrained his fear and rose in the air. He whirled in the air and waved a gorgeous knife light, like stars falling from the air.

Gu shirou gently touched the long column on the right foot of his bent leg, and the lotus steps generated the wind. He caught up with him like a flash of light, and raised his whip with his backhand. The whip body of the nine Section Whip was attached to the dark iron, which was suffused with a faint dark light, which wiped out the sharp light.

Then the nine whip was thrown, and the tail of the whip rushed up, just like a life eating black dragon.

Wei cong'an Kankan escaped the blow of curling his neck, but was waved off his hair crown. His hair flew wildly, and his long knife was like a rainbow. He fought with his wounded body. The long knife waved up from the bottom, and the dazzling blade awned straight up.

Gu shirou's wrists rotate continuously, and the whip is attacking people. The whip body hisses and breaks the weathered knife awn in nothingness.

At the moment when she stood on Wei Congan's blade, her whip tail was like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, and like a python wrapped around him.

At the moment Gu shirou ordered his knife, his body turned upside down in the air, tough and charming, and handsome. Wei Congan was also taken up by the whip and rotated one by one.

The whip was nine sections long. After nine turns, he fell off from the tail of the whip, and an arc appeared in the city tower from top to bottom.

Between heaven and earth, suddenly filled with the desolate idea of killing.

With a bang, Wei Congan fell heavily and flew in a bun. Gu shirou's whip made the snow on the branches rustle down.

Wei Congan's hair was mixed with the blood from the corners of his mouth, and he vomited wildly again. The scene was miserable

And Gu shirou's eyes above the city tower are cold and electric, with a whip in his hand. This scene is gorgeous

"Gu shirou, how can you fight alone? What can you do alone when the general's army breaks Chang'an?" Shi Fuqiu saw that the soldiers were obviously frightened. Without waiting for their fear, he immediately cheered up and comforted them first.

Gu shirou goes to the other corner of the tower and picks up the long knife just left by Wei Congan.

She rubbed the blade, suddenly turned her wrist, and the long knife flew out. She was so frightened that the garrison just ready to come forward to check Wei Congan's injury retreated together.

The tip of the knife... Was rubbing Wei Congan's neck into the snow. Although the blade did not touch the flesh and blood, the knife gas seeped a blood line from his neck.

"How many come... How many I kill!"

There are so many beauties in the world, but there has never been one who can be as energetic as Gu shirou on the tower in front of us.

"Chang'an, you can't keep it. It's a matter of time. As long as you don't go out of the house, you will protect the Zhao house." Shi Fuqiu doesn't want to be the enemy of Gu shirou.

If she comes forward, there will be many old families in the Shi Family army in the future.

Moreover, Princess Li also pointed to old general Zhao to recover the new city.

Therefore, Shi Fuqiu suppressed his private resentment and tried to make peace.

Gu shirou's lips secretly outline a smile, but there is a faint chill. His eyes are as cold as frozen lake water, especially clear and bright.

She said coldly in a deep voice: "if the country is in trouble, you can return without an imperial edict. Swear to be a pioneer and kill the rebels!"

The north wind roared past, blowing her voice more and more majestic

King Mo's army has always seen Xiao mubai above all sentient beings and is inviolable. Have you ever seen such a sassy woman, the only one standing in front of the city tower.

Hot blood flows, boils and spreads in the chest of every garrison soldier, like a wild fire burning the prairie, destroying the withered and decayed, and one hair can't be collected

"Swear to be the vanguard and kill the rebels!"

The slogan kept ringing through the whole north gate, drifting farther and farther away. The garrison of the East, West and South gates, although they didn't know what happened to the north gate, they were excited and more courageous.

The rebels of the other three gates only felt that the people above the gate were more brave. Didn't Shi Fuqiu take the initiative to invite troops and vowed to break the gate first?

They did not know that Wei Congan, the garrison commander who came with them, was already lying at the foot of the north gate. The garrison was carrying Wei Congan, who was full of whip wounds and vomiting blood.

Gu shirou is not kind to not kill him. If he is killed with a knife, there will still be a second person to replace him. There are so many dead people in the war, and they will soon be forgotten and turned into a pile of loess.

The reason why she severely injured and maimed Wei Congan is that the rebels can see his tragedy day and night, so that the morale of the army is unstable