The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1725

Chapter 1725: 845 Marquis Xuanping Goes to Battle! (Second Update)

The spear thrust directly into the carriage and pierced the man’s sleeve.

Was he injured or not?

Gu Jiao frowned, and in the next second, a figure rapidly approached her from behind.

Its speed was incredibly fast, and Gu Jiao promptly pulled out the Red-Tasseled Spear and leapt forward.

Hei Feng Wang moved forward in sync and caught Gu Jiao.

Riding on the horse’s back, Gu Jiao looked at her cold, gleaming spear tip—no blood, it didn’t strike?

This Chu Feipeng truly lives up to his reputation, no wonder he was able to shoot the juvenile divine general Jingkong.

"You brazen child, how dare you sneak attack my foster father!" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The speaker was the young swordsman who nearly injured Gu Jiao a moment ago.

This person was called Zhao An, Chu Feipeng’s adopted son, just turned twenty this year.

He sat atop the warhorse, looking at Gu Jiao and Hei Feng Wang faintly, arrogantly saying: "I don’t care for your spear; I only practice swordsmanship, but I do like your horse! Once I kill you, your horse will be mine!"

Hei Feng Wang’s murderous aura was overflowing!

Zhao An chuckled lightly: "I like your temper!"

Gu Jiao replied: "Even if you like it, it’s not yours."

Zhao An decided not to compete with Gu Jiao about the horse. He soared up, raising the Treasure Sword in his hand and thrusting it towards Gu Jiao: "Snatch it, and it will be mine! Kid! Watch the sword!"

Gu Jiao swept her long spear, turning defense into offense, striking directly at his waist.

His eyes flickered, hastily retracting his kill move, sidestepping to avoid Gu Jiao’s attack, then raised his sword to slash at Gu Jiao’s head.

Intending to claim Hei Feng Wang for himself, he naturally didn’t want to harm Hei Feng Wang, so his moves were all aimed at Gu Jiao’s upper body.

Gu Jiao vaguely felt his technique was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

Not in that dream, surely.

No, Zhao An in the dream didn’t have a chance to make a move.

The two exchanged several rounds; Zhao An’s martial arts were higher than she imagined but weren’t too troublesome.

Jumping from the horse’s back, Gu Jiao flipped mid-air, aggressively slashing down at Zhao An with the Red-Tasseled Spear!

Zhao An’s Treasure Sword was split into two on the spot!

Looking incredulously at the broken sword in his hand, Zhao An exclaimed: "This... how is this possible?"

He was the youngest swordsman of Liang Country—

Gu Jiao didn’t care whether he was a swordsman or a scoundrel; once again, she thrust fiercely and dominantly at Zhao An.

These three... came from Dark Soul and Long Yi’s sect!

Gu Jiao finally understood why Zhao An’s swordsmanship seemed so familiar; it wasn’t the swordsmanship, but the movement technique in battle, almost the same as Dark Soul’s style.

Only that Zhao An was far less powerful than Dark Soul.

These three were different; their very presence gave Gu Jiao a profound sense of oppression.

Back in Zhan Country, Gu Jiao judged experts by the standard of Sirius; now, it had become Dark Soul.

These three swordsmen each had strength close to Dark Soul. While not exceeding him, if the three joined forces, they could exert power greater than Dark Soul.

The situation... had become somewhat troublesome.

...

On the other side, Hei Fengqi was fighting with all their might as well.

The war drums thundered; the clash sounded earth-shattering.

The soldiers atop Quyang City’s City Tower watched helplessly as Hei Fengqi fought bloodily for the citizens of Quyang City, unable to do anything.

This danger, which they should have shouldered, was entirely borne by Hei Fengqi at this moment.

Initially, many among them watched with a vengeful desire for Hei Fengqi to sacrifice, but as the battle dragged on, everyone was moved.