The Night Lord's face twitched violently and frowned, at this time the mercenary named Dahu probably also saw the doorway and came over, saying very stiffly, "Chief, forget it, let them pay for it!"
"You shut up!" The Night Lord droned, "Bullying my people, pay up and be done with it? Hmph, little girl, don't look like you're also a magic swordsman, but you're definitely not my opponent, my people were maimed because of you, and I don't want your money, as long as you're willing to marry my men, this matter will be settled today!"
The mercenary called Dahu's eyes flashed with a hint of triumph, then he was shocked by the pain in his arm and clenched his teeth, of course he said this on purpose, the Night Lord has always been headstrong, at least a little bit of excitement, he will burst into a rage, and sure enough, he used this way to intensify the conflict
"You're called forcing people's hand!" Shangguan Yutong couldn't help but say angrily, "Night Lord, don't think I'm afraid of you either! If you have the ability, release this group of students who have nothing to do with this matter, and I'll have a good time with you today! Let's see how strong you can be as a Third Order Magic Swordsman!"
Before Shangguan Yutong's words fell, almost all of the students shouted, "We're not leaving! We are with teacher!"
Shangguan Yutong was somewhat touched in her eyes, but still said, "Nonsense!"
The Night Lord smiled coldly, "Don't worry, this group of dolls, I'm not interested in touching them yet, but you, if you don't agree today, I'll force you to agree!"
Long Xiang scolded from the side at this time, "Do you dare to move? Hahaha, don't put gold on your face! So what if you're a magic swordsman, there's a whole lot of people in the imperial academy who can outwit you!"
Long Xiang said that he would not leave the Imperial College, which really annoyed the Night Lord, he was originally an unruly character, and admitted that he did have some scruples about the Imperial College, and even more so about this group of young masters and young ladies, and he was not stupid enough to go against the entire upper class of the Empire.
But the same, he also did not put this teacher in the eyes, which can withstand this repeated provocation of Long Xiang, ice-cold eyes on Long Xiang, said: "Since you really want to die, I will fulfill you!"
Night lord's early adventures in an ancient relics had been in a sword skill, named "fire dragon dance", no marked rank, after many years of training, has nine layers of fire dragon dance training to the fifth layer, occasionally with the same rank of the people when the competition, all the sword skills below the ground level are not his opponent, so let the night lord to understand, he practiced this sword skill is very likely to be the heavenly level!
People said that he was a third-ranked magic swordsman, but in reality, this unique sword skill was his greatest strength!
The long sword in the hand of the Night Lord suddenly became red, as if calcined in a hot furnace, the scorching temperature made the surrounding people could not help but retreat back, a blood-colored sword gas along the bright red sword body, from the tip of the sword rebuke shot out, more than two meters long, rolling waves of heat visible to the naked eye, pointing directly at Long Xiang.
Long Xiang felt his hands and feet cold, only to understand that he caused trouble in the end how big, Xiao Lin and Su Xiu is also a face of gray, the magic swordsman is already powerful, and then look at the other side of this strong sword skills, is even more cold at heart, the only can only count on Shangguan Yutong can be with one of the battle!
Shangguan Yutong's face was serious, a cold iron sword in her hand was just an ordinary weapon, besides, against such an opponent, unless she was holding a third-order enchanted sword, it would not be effective!

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Pride of the Sword Ascending to the Clouds
FantasyNovel not Mine, credits to the rightful owner. For offline reading purposes only. This is a sword-oriented world. The protagonist, Ling Yi, was originally an inner disciple of Mount Shu, and was reborn as a general's son after being taken to a diffe...