In the more than 20 years that Zhang Shijie has been a gentleman in Yinling City, how has he ever been scolded as a poor ghost? Hearing Su Ping'an's words, he couldn't help but suddenly feel a wave of anger surging into his mind, and immediately dispersed all his reason.

Seeing that Su Ping'an was just a fresh face, and his cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation building, Zhang Shijie couldn't bear it immediately.

"Yun Bo, help me capture this kid, I want to make him look good!" Zhang Shijie gritted his teeth and said to an old man beside him with an angry face.

The monk who was called Yun Bo by Zhang Shijie was a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and was responsible for protecting Zhang Shijie's safety.

"Yes, young master!"

Yun Bo answered, and Yukong rushed to Su Ping'an on the opposite side. He is a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and it is easy to capture a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

"If you can't bid for the auction, do you have to do it?" Su Ping'an chuckled.

Lan Jiao walked out of the Accord, and when he saw that the other party dared to make a move against Su Ping'an, he snorted coldly, and immediately attacked Yun Bo with a punch.

Lan Jiao is now a seven-fold foundation building cultivator, but his strength cannot be measured by a monk of the human race's seven-fold foundation building.

The Jiaolong clan's sevenfold foundation building is at least equivalent to the ordinary foundation building ninefold cultivator of the human race. Yun Bo was just an ordinary Foundation Building Sevenfold Cultivator, where was his opponent?

A punch struck, and before Yun Bo could react, he was knocked out by Lan Jiao's punch, and his internal organs were shattered.

Yun Bo's corpse smashed on the high platform in the center with a bang, causing Oiran Peony and the others on the high platform to let out a burst of exclamation.

When Zhang Shijie saw that Yun Bo was killed by a punch, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he knew in his heart that he had provoked hard stubble. However, when he thought that he had the Jindan Stage Ancestor behind him, he suddenly felt that there was nothing to fear.

At this time, Zhang Shijie took out a black knife from the storage bag, and his mouth was full of words, only to see the flying knife turn into a black streamer and attack Su Ping'an.

"Soul Blade !!"

As soon as Su Ping'an saw this black knife, he immediately exclaimed, he hurriedly used his spiritual power to urge the Xuanhuang clothes on his body to resist, and the black streamer turned into a flying knife just approached Su Ping'an's body, and it turned into several black gases and dissipated in the air.

The Soul Transformation Knife is a vicious hidden weapon refined by the Six Desires Sect, which specializes in injuring the soul. Originally, with Su Ping'an's cultivation during the foundation building period, it was impossible to block this soul transformation knife so easily, but because he was wearing a five-grade treasure Xuanhuang clothes, the soul transformation knife could not hurt Su Ping'an in the slightest.

Su Ping'an chuckled, his purpose was to find a reason to clash with Zhang Shijie, and now that the conflict has occurred, it seems that his plan has been more than half successful.

How the script should unfold in the back is up to you.

Su Ping'an waved his right hand, and the Haoyang Sword behind him flew out and attacked Zhang Shijie. With Su Ping'an's current strength, even if a sword qi shot out casually, it was not something that Zhang Shijie, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, could resist.

Su Ping'an deliberately left some strength, only to see Zhang Shijie being hit upside down by a sword and flying several feet away, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

Then, Su Ping'an Yukong came to Zhang Shijie, looked at Zhang Shijie who fell to the ground, and chuckled: "A mere early foundation building monk dares to make a move on me? ”

Su Ping'an held the Haoyang Sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Zhang Shijie's throat, and the killing intent in his eyes surged.

"My ancestor of the Zhang family is a monk of the Jindan period, if you dare to kill me, the ancestor will not let you go!" Zhang Shijie looked at Su Ping'an in horror and said.

In this case, he could only hope that he could scare Su Ping'an away by borrowing the name of his ancestor.

"Don't do it, you have something to say!"

A middle-aged monk in a gray robe came to the sky and said to Su Ping'an. This middle-aged monk is a monk in the late stage of foundation building.

The middle-aged monk's name is Wei Debao, and he is a monk who guards the Temple of Sinking Fish and Wild Goose. With such a big industry as the Sinking Fish and Falling Wild Goose Palace, it is natural that there must be monks in the late stage of foundation building to deter ill-intentioned people.

Su Ping'an sneered, ignored the gray-robed monk, and directly sent the Haoyang Sword forward, which had already pierced Zhang Shijie's throat.

If you don't kill him, how can you anger Zhang Sufeng, a Jindan monk of the Zhang family?

This Zhang Shi's masterpiece is evil, he should have died a long time ago, and killing him himself can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people and accumulating some merits.

When everyone in the Sinking Fish and Wild Goose Hall saw Su Ping'an kill Zhang Shijie, they couldn't help but exclaim. Most of the people rushed to escape from the Sinking Fish and Wild Goose Palace, for fear that the matter would implicate them.

Wei Debao saw that Su Ping'an did not listen to his own persuasion and directly killed Zhang Shijie, and his face suddenly changed drastically. However, Zhang Shijie is not a person from the Sinking Fish and Wild Goose Hall after all, and of course he will not work hard because of Zhang Shijie and Su Ping'an, there is no need.

"Why are you doing this?" Wei Debao shook his head helplessly and said, "You killed Zhang Shijie, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this Yinling City alive today?"

"Oh, is there really a Jindan stage monk behind this gentleman?" asked Su Ping'an with a feigned shock.

"His name is Zhang Shijie, and he is the most talented monk of the younger generation of the Zhang family. Wei Debao said: "Zhang Sufeng, the ancestor of the Zhang family, is a mid-stage Jindan monk!"

"What about the Jindan period monks? Zhang Shijie asked people to attack me first, even if they say it, I will take advantage of it. Su Ping'an looked fearless, and said coldly, "I, a disciple of Amaterasu, am not at will. ”

Wei Debao's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he said, "Daoist friend is a monk of Amaterasu?"

"That's right. Su Ping'an said: "I just came to Yinling City to buy some materials, but I didn't want to meet such a short-sighted gentleman, and I wanted to do something to me, I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

Wei Debao stopped talking, whether it was Tianzhaomen or the Zhang family, it was not something he could afford to provoke, he only hoped that this matter would not be implicated in the Shenyu Luoyan Palace.

On the other side, Sister Pomegranate had already sent someone to inform the Zhang family, and then stood respectfully behind Wei Debao, looking at Su Ping'an with frightened eyes.

is worthy of being a disciple of a great sect, and he dares to kill the Zhang family monk.

"Sister Pomegranate, right?" Su Ping'an looked at Sister Pomegranate and asked.

Sister Pomegranate was frightened by Su Ping'an's question, and hurriedly replied: "The predecessor can call the slave pomegranate." ”

"Now that no one has bid, is this Oiran peony mine?" asked Su Ping'an with a smile.

"Yes, yes!" Sister Pomegranate hurriedly replied: "The slave family will let her accompany her seniors." ”

Sister Pomegranate hurriedly called the Oiran Peony and asked her to accompany Su Ping'an. Oiran Peony's whole body trembled slightly in fear, but she didn't dare to disobey.

As for the matter of the two thousand spirit stones, Sister Pomegranate didn't dare to mention it after knowing that Su Ping'an was a disciple of Amaterasumen.

Sister Pomegranate didn't mention it, and of course Su Ping'an wouldn't mention it.

In the Hall of Sinking Fish and Falling Wild Goose, Su Ping'an sat in the most luxurious Accord, drinking and laughing with the Oiran Peony snuggled beside him.

Lu Xueyao and Ling'er, who were on the side, only gritted their teeth, eager to dismantle Su Ping'an, scumbag, so involved in acting, if we didn't know the truth, we would still think that you were a frequent visitor to the Qinglou.

With the wine in his hand and the nephrite in his arms, Su Ping'an felt more comfortable than he had ever been. He couldn't help but start to reflect on himself, after he crossed over, did he keep pushing himself too hard?

Almost all of his leisure time is either practicing or practicing drawing talismans, or contemplating the kendo contained in the sword pill, and he has hardly relaxed for a day at all.

Although being so diligent has allowed his cultivation to improve by leaps and bounds, in the long run, I am afraid that there will be some problems in my mind. Ancient and modern philosophers have advocated the combination of work and rest, which must have some truth.

For example, now, while drinking wine and flirting with beautiful women, I immediately feel that the whole person is much more relaxed, and it seems that my perception of kendo has also improved somewhat.

It seems that in the future, I can't say that I want to go to the Qinglou more often, and relax more.