The thin sword in Guan Chenzi's hand is still curved, it has just been bent by Meng Qianya's punch, if it weren't for Zhao Yizhi's timely arrival, with this curved sword, against Meng Qianya's fist, the result can be imagined.

The Qilong Sword hung in the air on Meng Qianya's back, Meng Qianya stood up slightly straight, and felt the presence of the sword blade on her back. Obviously, this time the Qilong Sword was closer than just now.

"I am the daughter of Mengmulie, the Khan of Beiyi, if you want to kill me, you must think clearly about the consequences!" Although Meng Qianya's martial arts are high, she is very jealous of Zhao Yizhi's strange sword, and she is busy reporting her identity.

Zhao Yizhi walked to Guan Chenzi's side, and when he saw Guan Chenzi looking at the lost appearance of the curved sword in his hand, he asked with a smile: "Zhang Zhenren sent it?" ”

Guan Chenzi nodded, when the master gave her this thin sword, she was not as tall as the sword. For so many years, walking the rivers and lakes relied on this sword as a companion, but now the sword has been bent like this, it is inevitable that there is some loss, a sad face, and almost tears.

Zhao Yizhi gently took the sword from Guan Chenzi's hand, and his mind came out, and at the same time, he gently got his hands on it, holding the bent place and slowly straightening it.

“！”

The people around were stunned, and a curved sword seemed to be slowly straightened by him in Zhao Yizhi's hand.

"Your Majesty's divine power..."Tong Weizi was dumbfounded. Guan Chenzi's sword is too thin and too narrow, so it is not among the famous swords, but in terms of hardness, it can be regarded as a top grade, and it was corrected by the emperor like this?

Meng Qianya's eyes widened even more, as the initiator of the curved sword, she naturally knew how hard the sword was, like her own punch, the ordinary weapon had already collapsed into several pieces, he unexpectedly...

"Hmph... There are also many people in my Beiyi Warriors who can do it! Meng Qianyawu thought to herself.

After Zhao Yizhi "straightened" the curved sword, he handed his hands to Guan Chenzi: "Try it." ”

Guan Chenzi took the sword and danced twice, as sharp as ever. Guan Chenzi got close to the bend and carefully looked at the bend, it was as smooth as ever, and there was no trace of bending at all.

"How could it be..."Guan Chenzi stroked his hand, and there was no injustice.

"Hmph, I'm the emperor! Can this little thing be hard to come by? Zhao Yizhi saw Guan Chenzi's surprised appearance, and proudly straightened his slightly thin chest.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After Guan Chenzi made sure that his sword was safe, he couldn't help but hug Zhao Yizhi and cheered. At this moment, she no longer has the reserve she has on weekdays, and she shows a little daughter posture.

Zhao Yizhi was caught off guard by Guan Chenzi, a little overwhelmed, it was not right to hug him, and it was not appropriate to push it away.

Meng Qianya was on the side, watching Zhao Yizhi being hugged by Guan Chenzi, and there was a faint sour feeling in her heart, and she couldn't tell what was going on.

After a while, the same micron slowly walked behind Guanchenzi and coughed lightly. Guan Chenzi realized his faux pas at this time, and quickly let go of his hands and bowed his head silently.

Zhao Yizhi smiled and turned around and walked towards Meng Qianya, who was still controlled by the Qilong Sword behind her and didn't dare to move.

"What? Does Your Majesty want to avenge your little concubine? Meng Qianya said sarcastically.

"Smack!"

Zhao Yizhi raised his hand and slapped Meng Qianya loudly.

Meng Qianya was beaten, and the people around her were also blinded, even Fang Qianlong, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, raised his head in surprise and looked at Zhao Yizhi in surprise.

Too bold! If Meng Qianya was violent because of this slap, who of the three people present would be able to restrain her?

Tongweizi and Guanchenzi hurriedly rushed over, wanting to deal with Meng Qianya's possible sudden attack, but were stopped by Zhao Yi with a hand.

"Daqi and Beiyi, although there is a small friction, there has never been a big war. Now you have killed several people in a row in the territory of the Great Apocalypse. How can the Tang Sect, Xiufanfang and other sects give up? The war ended together, and the people were struggling to make a living. Since you are the daughter of the Beiyi Khan, you should know the importance of the matter! Or did Beiyi want to fight with me for a long time? Zhao Yizhi's eyes were like torches, staring at Meng Qianya and asking.

Meng Qianya covered her face and glared at Zhao Yizhi angrily, but she didn't break out after all. As a person who practices martial arts, she doesn't feel much pain with just a slap in the face, not to mention that Zhao Yizhi is almost powerless for her. But in front of several people, he was slapped like this, and it was more of a sense of humiliation.

"If the Beiyi Khan sends you to the Central Plains to assassinate me, then you can do it now. If not, I don't care what you want to do. But if you create and kill again, the Great Revelation will not tolerate you! Zhao Yizhi's word "roll" had already reached his lips, and seeing that she was a woman after all, he stopped abruptly.

Meng Qianya felt very aggrieved in her heart, she never thought about killing anyone when she came to the Central Plains, she just wanted to learn martial arts from the Central Plains martial arts. The eldest disciple of the Dust Sword Sect was indeed killed in anger; The old lady of Tangmen was really careless and didn't keep her hand; The two people in Xiufanfang are clearly looking for their own death, how can they be counted on their own heads?

As for the others, as long as they admit defeat, they will keep their hands. But the people of the Central Plains never seem to know what admitting defeat is, they are obviously defeated, but they would rather die than give in, which makes people can't help but think of "beating him to serve"...

Meng Qianya looked at Zhao Yizhi's angry look, although she was full of martial arts, she didn't dare to fight back. She doesn't understand the disputes between the two countries and the suffering of the people, she only knows that she likes to practice martial arts, and she is very happy to find someone to accompany her. I didn't know that I had invisibly caused such a big mess, so I covered my face and didn't say a word.

Zhao Yizhi stretched out his hand to hold the Qilong Sword and took it off Meng Qianya's back: "Your Excellency, take care of yourself." After speaking, he walked straight past her towards Fang Qianlong.

Guan Chenzi and Tongweizi hurriedly followed, guarding carefully, for fear that Meng Qianya would suddenly burst out and hurt people.

"Your Majesty..."Fang Qianlong pulled up a smile: "Wei... Mighty..."

"Have you been beaten like this? Stop laughing, it's more ugly to laugh, and rest. Two Dao Masters, please send the Fang Gang Master back to the capital. Zhao Yizhi calmed Fang Qianlong and turned to the two of them.

Guan Chenzi guessed what Zhao Yizhi wanted to do, and was about to speak out to dissuade him, but suddenly remembered what had just happened, and stopped again, only bowing his head and not making a sound.

Tongweizi saw that Guanchenzi was embarrassed, so he had to say out loud: "Your Majesty, Xiashan is in chaos at the moment, and it is better not to go, let's discuss it when we return to Beijing." Even if you want to go, Your Majesty should bring more soldiers and horses. ”

Zhao Yizhi shook his head: "The martial arts conference started because of me, and now there is such a big mess, if I don't go, I'm afraid that there will be more and more martial arts disputes in the future." As for the soldiers and horses... I treat people with sincerity, and when I see you martial arts heroes, I think that martial arts will not be negative to me. ”

"Needless to say, Gang Master Fang's injuries still need to be treated in time, I know it." Tongweizi still wanted to admonish, but was interrupted by Zhao Yizhi.

The two of them knew that Zhao Yi had made up his mind, and they didn't want to say anything more, so they helped Fang Qianlong up from the ground together: "Your Majesty, be more careful." ”

Zhao Yizhi nodded with a smile and watched the three of them leave.

It wasn't until the three of them disappeared into the darkness that Zhao Yizhi turned around, looked at Meng Qianya, who was still standing in place, walked over, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and handed it to her: "Go back to Beiyi earlier, the Central Plains is much more chaotic than you think." ”

Meng Qianya took the handkerchief blankly, Zhao Yizhi didn't say anything more, blew a whistle, and the war horse not far away trotted over. Zhao Yizhi turned over his horse and continued to walk towards Xiashan.

Meng Qianya looked at the handkerchief in her hand, her eyes were a little wandering, no one knew what she was thinking...

……

Above Mount Kasumi.

Kong Cai's big brush stood on the ground, and he sat next to the brush, holding a book in his hand, looking comfortable and comfortable. Anyone who sees this scene will think that he is just reading books in his spare time. The surrounding blades hit each other, and the fight to the death seemed to be particularly abrupt in his leisure.

"If you don't learn etiquette, you can't stand!" As Kong Cai's words blurted out, six of the people who rushed up around him were immediately blown out, and after falling to the ground, they were still alive, but their eyes were dull and their eyes were blank.

"This old boy is not finished, is he?" The people around complained that no one dared to step forward for a while.

The secret methods of Confucius are mostly repelled and deterred, and there are few techniques to hurt the enemy. No matter how much ink Kong Cai has, there is a time when he runs out, and now he holds a book and recites two mantras from time to time to intimidate everyone. In just a few moments, hundreds of people were already shocked by the mantra in his mouth, and they fell to the ground and could no longer fight.

Kong Cai was still able to support it, and the surrounding Confucian disciples were put to the ground by these people one after another, and the number of people continued to decrease. But fortunately, most of these martial arts sects are well-known and face-bearing sects, and they boast of being famous and upright, and they have never been killed by killers, except for some who died by mistake, there are not many Confucian disciples who have died.

"There are so many people, there is no way to cure him!" The elder of a small sect spoke out and asked, his sect, now he is the only one left, if he wants to go again, the sect will be "wiped out".

"This writing is first-class, and we don't understand it, so we don't want to deal with these poor literati, it's too annoying!"

"One word of him solves one person, how many of us are there? Can there be more words than the book in his hand? ”

There was a lot of discussion, and no one had a good solution.

"All changes are inseparable from their ancestors, even if they hold the book of heaven, they must be urged by cultivation. He didn't have more than ten words per sentence, because he was afraid that he would say too many words in a mantra and lose his cultivation. As soon as you rush up, can he have great cultivation to resist so many of you? Lian Yunyin flashed Nafeng's stick, pulled back, and reminded everyone.

"Justified, justified!" Everyone nodded and looked at each other, and finally everyone gritted their teeth and pounced on Kong Cai from all directions.

Kong Cai turned the page slowly, but from the fine sweat on his forehead, it could be seen that his heart was not as calm as it appeared to be, and he was hit by Lian Yunyin.

Kong Cai gritted his teeth and slowly recited: "Gong, Kuan, Xin, Min, Hui." If you are respectful, you will not be insulted, if you are lenient, if you are lenient, if you are trustworthy, if you are sensitive, if you are meritorious, if you are beneficial..."

"Poof!"

Before he finished reciting a sentence, Kong Cai spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, and the scroll rolled to the side...