Legend of Sword King

"I never thought that this fortress city built at the front line would not lose out in size to the Spirit Martial City. Moreover, it was built so grandly and simply. It is simply a moat to the heavens!" In front of the east gate of Zhen Yuan City, Yang Ruoxi raised her head from the crowd and sighed with emotion as she looked at the tall wall.    

    

"Not only is this city tall and majestic, its defensive structures are also fully built. Every section of the city has defensive arrays, and there are experts guarding it. In addition, all kinds of powerful military magical equipment, such as the bed crossbows, wolf teeth slaps, and so on, had special runes added to them. Such a magnificent city, if there is an army of one hundred thousand, it would be enough to face off against a million strong army! "    

    

Beside Yang Ruoxi, a "elegant young master" held a fan in his hand as he explained with a smile.    

    

However, although he tried his best to appear indifferent and profound, he was ultimately unable to conceal his flaunting aura. Even his clothing seemed to be out of proportion to his temperament, not to mention his adornment.    

    

This ordinary looking young man with a strong body and a vicious face was born to be a fierce general, yet he had to learn from the elegant and graceful young master. The end result was that he was out of the ordinary.    

    

Listening to the other side's boasting, Yang Ruoxi shriveled up and laughed twice, clearly showing her perfunctory intention.    

    

This young man's name was Zhong Yiming, and he came from the same place as her. He came from the same small pavilion, but the difference was that he came from the same background as her.    

    

As the battle of Qi Lianshan began, Yang Ruoxi rushed back to Spirit Martial County and arranged many matters for the small pavilion. At the same time, she also reported the situation.    

    

Afterwards, the small pavilion Zhong Yiming came to Spirit Martial County and was assigned by the small pavilion in the Longevity Mansion. Together with Yang Ruoxi, they entered Qilian Mountain and set up a small pavilion branch in each fortress city.    

    

Naturally, the small pavilion that primarily operated in the area of intelligence trading and assassinations couldn't miss out on the battle at Mount Qilian.    

    

Yang Ruoxi and Zhong Yiming brought the cultivators from the small pavilion and walked all the way into Zhen Yuan City. During this process, Zhong Yiming constantly explained to Yang Ruoxi about all kinds of things he had heard and heard.    

    

He thought that he was very carefree and had the air of a great scholar who could point the way of the world. But in Yang Ruoxi's eyes, he looked like a laughingstock of the David's Deer.    

    

At this moment, Zhong Yiming's dissatisfaction finally reached its peak. He stopped walking, "Shopkeeper Yang, I heard that you rushed to Zhenyuan City in such a hurry because of that kid called Cheng Qing?"    

    

Yang Ruoxi glanced at Zhong Yiming, "What does this have to do with you?"    

    

Zhong Yiming replied, "I heard that Cheng Qing is just a poor, inexperienced kid. His cultivation base is also very low. The only good thing about him is his handsome appearance."    

    

Saying that, he let out a cold laugh, "You are a plaything. "What? Could it be that Shopkeeper Yang has this hobby of raising this kind of delicate and pretty servant as a plaything at some point in time?"    

    

Anger appeared on Yang Ruoxi's face, "Zhong Yiming, if you don't shut up, I'll let you have a taste of my Mountain Splitting Axe!"    

    

Zhong Yiming licked his lips, staring at Yang Ruoxi without moving, "I just like your spicy attitude. How tasty! Otherwise, why would he keep sticking his hot face to his cold butt all the way here? However, I want to tell you, Yang Ruoxi, that kind of delicate and pretty face is useless. Only an expert like me can make you depend on when things really happen! So, you better respect me a little, especially not to protect that brat in front of me, otherwise you will regret it! "