CHAPTER XLIV

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The light blue light flashed, and Shuo Fuji finally made a move.

The opponent is Qing Liangping, in addition to being the third disciple of Shengwangmen, he is also Jiang Heng's biggest undercover agent currently installed in Shengwangmen.

It's a pity that I didn't get any useful information during this time.

It's not that he doesn't report, it's that after the defeat of the hunting race, he was almost abandoned. Fortunately, he successfully won the third place in the sect's general election, and he once again entered the Shengwang Sect's key training disciples.

What surprised Shuo Fuji was that when he first came to the capital of Qingyan Kingdom, this Qingliang square had only cultivated the eighth order of the martial realm, and it had only been more than two months, and this Qingliangping had already reached the ninth order.

And there is a vague gesture of touching the peak......

Have you experienced any adventures during this period of time, and have you made such progress?

The same is true.

Only with the strength of the ninth order of the Martial Realm can he be qualified to fight with Shuo Fuji once.

Even if Shuo Fuji was out of a gentleman's position, he suppressed the sharpness of the light blue sword a lot. But he still didn't dare to underestimate Qing Liangping.

Na Qing Liangping challenged Jiang Heng under Jiang Heng's arrangement, not only to plan the plan, but also for his own next cultivation.

Shuo Fuji is a good opponent, and it is the best step for him to move on to the next stage.

The battle between the two was not as rough as Yan Hongzhu and Jian Leng.

Compared to-

They are so calm!

There was barely a loud clash of weapons.

"What are these two competing?"

Many disciples behind Jiang Heng asked, "Master, why do you think that the painting style they are trying is a little wrong?"

Jiang Heng explained: "This is a kind of realm competition. Unlike the two girls' hard-to-head posture, most of these competitions focus on the exchange of moves, as well as the color of personal cultivation and comprehension......"

Jiang Heng explained as he watched the two battles over there.

In addition to allowing Qing Liangping to gain something, what is the calculation?

Soon - the plan began to be revealed.

After Jian Leng and Qing Liangping appeared, the remaining seven people finally got rid of Yan Hongzhu's pursuit.

Even the female disciple who had no clothes didn't know where to find a piece of clothing and put it on haphazardly.

The seven of them had already retreated to the edge, watching as Shuo Buji and Yan Hongzhu became more and more focused on the battle and neglected other things.

The seven people seemed to have discussed it in advance, and the seven weapons instantly forced Jiang Heng.

"Master!"

A disciple exclaimed.

In everyone's opinion, seven people, seven directions, there is no other place to hide except retreat.

Once Jiang Heng chooses to retreat, then he will inevitably hurt the academy disciples behind him.

The disciple of the academy was injured, and if this matter spread, it would inevitably have a great impact on the reputation of the academy.

So Jiang Heng he can't let it!

But don't let it?

It is in the minds of the seven people - with their judgment, a guy who chooses the strength of the martial realm, even if you are the deputy head, what about it?

If the strength is not good, it is just an ornament after all.

Just when the seven people thought that this blow would inevitably hit, and might even directly kill him Jiang Heng.

I saw that his emerald green bamboo stick had been thrown.

The bamboo sticks spin and make a nice but weird sound.

The seven of them immediately shook their heads, and it was at that moment.

The spinning green bamboo stick turned into a ball of light and hit the knees of the seven people in turn.

The next moment-

There were not only black ashes on the snow, but also pools of bright red blood.

The seven cannon fodder disciples clutched their broken knees in pain, screaming and rolling in the snow.

......

"Just one move?"

The little disciple beside Jiang Heng asked, "Master, you can ...... one move."

"Have a good class!"

Jiang Heng took back the green bamboo stick, knocked it lightly on the little disciple's head, pointed to the Yan red candle, and said in a battle:

"These two battles are extremely difficult to meet. It will be very helpful for you to practice in the future. I've opened my eyes wide and looked at them carefully, as for these people......"

Jiang Heng glanced at the seven people who were still screaming on the ground, and said expressionlessly: "Mole ants, we don't need to pay more attention!"

......

Jiang Heng then turned his gaze back to the two battles, and the seven disciples who had lost their knees screamed for a while.

was finally pulled away by the disciples of the rest of the sects who came later.

At this moment, none of them moved, even though their number had reached more than twenty.

Because they all knew that compared to doing it, they would go to watch the head-to-head duel between Yan Hongzhu and Jian Leng, two Zen Martial Realm masters, as well as the competition between Shuo Buji and Qingliangping Realm.

It's far more valuable than trying to earn a name.

......

The battle lasted a whole morning.

Yan Hongzhu and Jian Leng used a brutal way to destroy almost all the houses in the slums, except for the Qingyan Academy and the refining workshop that was being built.

This posture - if it is placed in Jiang Heng's hometown, these two girls will feel that there is no problem when they enter the demolition team.

......

But there will be an end to this battle after all.

And this end is not destined to be won or lost!

Yan Hongzhu and Jian Leng are difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser without a nirvana.

It will take at least half an afternoon for Shuo Fuji and Qing Liangping to have a victory or defeat here-

The people watching the battle did have the patience to wait for this moment to come, even those liberal arts disciples behind Jiang Heng who were physically weak.

It's just that......

When the figure in the distance walked slowly—

Jiang Heng knew-

This battle is coming to an end.

Jiang Heng whispered to the disciples behind him, "All step back!"

Those dozens of disciples naturally didn't know the meaning of Jiang Heng's words, but since the head of the sect said so, something must have happened.

After dozens of disciples retreated to the back of the door, Jiang Heng slowly walked down the steps.

Walked to the snow.

The snow on the ground had already dissipated in the battle between Yan Hongzhu and Jian Leng......

The bluestone brick paved road is longitudinal and deep from north to south, one end is the gate of the Qingyan School, and the other end is a cold figure walking on the long snow road.

Jiang Hengcui bamboo stick is ready!

The man over there seems to have moved.......

Who is the visitor?

And against whom?

And who noticed them?

None of that matters!

The important thing is that a battle that is destined to be only one blow takes place when everyone is not aware of it.

When they noticed, Jiang Heng had already disappeared in front of the Qingyan Academy, and the visitors in the distance had already greeted him under his emerald bamboo stick.

It was an icy sword, and as soon as the blade passed, even the snowflakes were sliced apart.....

Piece by piece, silent and silent.

Jiang Heng and the visitor each only performed one trick.

That move was enough to attract everyone's attention, even the hot-tempered Yan Hongzhu and Jian Leng.

The cold gray scimitar had been withdrawn, and he looked at the visitor in amazement:

"Senior Brother ......"