
The night slowly reached its peak, the atmosphere of Songdu City still looked bustling. Even the crowd did not seem to be diminishing at all. It is because the fate of Songdu city will be determined from the results of the fight tomorrow.
It was not just the soldiers who were busy preparing everything. Residents also take part in preparing the things needed for tomorrow.
“Are you ready brother Yan?” Zhu san said to Ju Yan as they stepped out of the residence of Nobles Song Yu.
“Of course, let's enjoy the air tonight from a height.” Ju Yan immediately shot into the air a hundred meters tall. Both of them had changed their robes with black clothes.
Ju Yan's body immediately disappeared in the darkness of the night. Zhu San immediately jumped into the air to catch up with him. The eyes of everyone who escorted the two of them, naturally glared wide.
Seen with admiration in their sight and look, a glimmer of hope began to rise in their hearts about whether or not to defend Songdu City from the onslaught of opponents who had prepared to attack them tomorrow.
Zhu San and Ju Yan floated leisurely in the cold night air. In order to enjoy the scenery and to avoid being observed by them, Zhu San invited Ju Yan to be even higher up from the ground.
However upon reaching a height of about one hundred and fifty meters from the ground, Ju Yan said that it was too heavy for him to do. His inner power will quickly run out if he raises his position even higher.
The difference in energy in that ultimately makes both of them float at that height.
As they were about to pass through the fence wall of eastern Songdu City, the two gasped when they saw two people hovering and were fifty meters below them from the direction of the opposing camp.
“Who are they?” Zhu San stopped and looked at the two who also stopped from feeling the presence of the two of them.
Zhu San and Ju Yan immediately darted towards the two people who turned out to be two grandfathers carrying a large Axe on his back and a Stick.
“Who are you and what do you mean by entering Songdu City from the air?!” Ju Yan immediately asked as their distance was five meters adrift of each other.
The two grandfathers were still silent, they looked a little surprised to find that the two young men had possessed abilities as high as the two of them.
“Do we have to answer it? Who are you guys? Owner of Songdukah city?” Grandfather who was carrying a stick asked as he started to hold his cane. He looks calm even though in front of him there are two opponents who have high abilities.
“Of course mandatory if you still want to stay alive?” Ju Yan said with a sinister smile.
“Hohoho ... The boy who urinated yesterday afternoon who had not been straight had dared to speak dead in front of us? How interesting Hahahaha!”
The moment the laughing voice stopped, the Grandfather's body had been a meter in front of Ju Yan and immediately swung his hand to slap Ju Yan's mouth.
Although surprised by the grandfather's speed of movement, Ju Yan could still see the movement of the hand. He also deflected it easily and clenched the grandfather's hand.
Of course it surprised the grandfather who carried the stick and also his partner who carried the axe.
“We pee We are not straight yet, but unlike the two of you who look like eggplants boiled later. hehehehe!” Ju Yan said as he made a gesture to slap towards the grandfather's face, after his laughter stopped abruptly.
“These two young men are not ordinary youths, do not underestimate them!” Grandpa who brought the Axe reminded his partner.
“Who among you two is Zhu San?” The grandfather holding the Axe immediately asked as he recalled Luo San's description of the high-ability youth with the name he had just asked.
“I am named Zhu San Grandpa, and this is my best friend Ju Yan. If you can know who we're talking to?” Zhu San said in a soft and friendly voice.
“so you're Zhu San?” The grandfather nodded his head a few times as he looked at Zhu San.
“My name is Hong Qi, in the Qing Empire I was nicknamed the Black Tread Swordsman. This is my best friend Ren Jianan nicknamed the Twin Swordsman.” Grandfather who was carrying a large axe on his back immediately introduced himself to Zhu San and Ju Yan.
Zhu San was slightly surprised to hear where they were from, from his movements when attacking Ju Yan earlier, Zhu San realized that the two Grandfathers had abilities that were no lower than Chou Ong.
“What does Grandpa mean by midnight like this, coming to Songdu City?” Although he could already guess their intent and purpose, Zhu San still asked to confirm it and get a reason to attack the two of them.
“I think you guys are smart so I don't have to explain it hehehe. We're here because we want to kill the noble Song Yu and the others. Is that enough reason for us to start the fight?”
Hong Qi said as he drained thirty percent of his inner strength. A huge deep energy radiance immediately seeped out from his body.
“Brother San ... Which Grandpa did you choose? Or do we decide by voting for it? How?” Ju Yan asked Zhu San.
“Who's afraid of winning who first chooses right?” Zhu San who knew what Ju Yan meant immediately prepared. Both hid their right hand behind their head.
“Edit!” “Batu” Sounded two shouts simultaneously and a moment later Zhu San smiled broadly as he found his finger that formed the Scissors facing Ju Yan's all-expanding finger.
Ju Yan chuckled as he shouted a stone to outwit Zhu San, in fact he himself lost because his hand symbolized paper.
What the two young men did, made the faces of the two grandfathers growl, yet neither Zhu San nor Ju Yan, could see them.
That was because they were both facing west against the moonlight that had just appeared in the east.
“You two are the brashest young men we've ever met! I'll make you suffer before I send you to hell!” The figure of the grandfather named Ren Jianan immediately shot up after saying so.
He intended to attack Ju Yan who had already made him annoyed with his words, but Zhu San first confronted him. The reason Zhu San chose to fight with Ren Jian was because the Grandfather had an heirloom stick on his back.
The power of the Heirloom Wand was so great, that Ju Yan, who was not carrying a weapon, would naturally have difficulty fighting it.
Zhu San deliberately forced Ju Yan to fight with Hong Qi who was nicknamed the Black Tread Swordsman.
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