The sword aura is like light rushing to the bull fight, and the pride is dry and the twilight clouds are shattered

A white mang's heroic aura that rose to the sky, like a pillar of light, poured into the hazy twilight clouds, as if the black clouds that had accumulated spring rain had been knocked out of a huge hollow whirlpool.

Invincible, heroic, and heroic

At this moment, on the upper floor of Wanghu, the young man was covered in light, like a peerless immortal, holding a sword, wanting to cut away the injustice in his heart.

The husband is righteous and willing

An Le wants to be happy with his heart, and he will not hesitate too much to kill the killer, since he got up from the white jade causeway and the imperial ink pool, he has already killed people.

Qingshan hummed, low and happy, although it was difficult to break through the defense of the Vajra Bell because of An Le's cultivation.

But Qingshan is not good, echoing An Le's angry mood, as if turned into a peerless sharp sword, and under the tattered bamboo blade, there is a pride that can cut all things.

This tattered bamboo sword, which does not know the rank, seems to show its edge to the whole world, and the sharp edge that is exposed, even if it is a three-grade defensive magic weapon, it is difficult to stop its sharpness

An Le still felt that it was not safe, and used a little curiosity to bless his own strength and cultivation.

The heroic guide fruit is the real hole card of An Le, even in the confrontation with the Fakong monk, it has not been triggered in the slightest.

Because for An Le, the heroic spirit is an external force that fights across the realm, and under the heroic spirit, the strength can be greatly increased.

Therefore, An Le easily did not use the heroic attraction, but this time, in order to break the defense of the King Kong Bell, he pulled a wisp of heroic attraction.

There is not much pride, and a wisp of weight is heavy.

Under a wisp, the defense of the Vajra Bell, which should have been broken by the cultivators of the Seven Realms, was forcibly cut open by An Le at this moment

Qin Qianqiu, who was hiding inside, didn't think he would encounter a death crisis, pierced through with a sword and nailed to the ground

The wooden planks on the floor of the Wanghu Tower let out an overwhelming wail, and vaguely seemed to be about to shatter.

An Le's sword strength, coupled with the heroic spirit, and then with the sharpness of the green mountains, finally broke Qin Qianqiu's turtle shell, and a bell pan's mournful sound exploded all around.

The ancient bell gold mangs around Qin Qianqiu's body were all dispersed, and the small bell pendant he was wearing on his chest suddenly split in half, and the divine light was gone.

Qin Qianqiu, who was hiding under the King Kong Bell, finally completely showed his figure.

A sword pierced through his chest, bringing up a burst of bright red blood.

Crimson blood poured from the floor.

Qin Qianqiu's eyes still had a touch of disbelief, the heavens and the earth seemed to be quiet at this moment, and he felt the bamboo sword passing through the chamber, as if the vitality and strength were quickly detached from his flesh and blood.

His cultivation did not form any obstacles or resistance in the face of An Le.

The handsome young man in white in front of him really wanted to kill him, and he really dared to kill him

Death is getting closer and closer to him.

In Qin Qianqiu's eyes, fear was like black ink poured into the clear pool water, spreading rapidly, engulfing the entire clear pool water in an instant.

When he is on top, he can easily control the life and death of others and play with the lives of the weak.

But when he falls into the dust and approaches death, he is equally afraid.

Even, more fearful than those who are dominated and played with by him

"Spare Me"

Qin Qianqiu was nailed to the ground, and the wooden plank ground behind him exploded like a lotus flower-like shape of the Buddha, and he raised his hand with difficulty, clasping his palms together in a pleading motion.

In the face of death, he is not much more noble than anyone else.

An Le sat in white clothes and drummed the spring breeze, and the ink pool hung on the side of his shoulder.

He looked at Qin Qianqiu on the ground lightly, and said, "Again and again, no more, the gentleman will repay his grievances with straightforwardness, and follow my heart." ”

"Spirit, pride, and sword spirit, all of them must be smooth, and this shun, you need to die."

Ann Ledao.

"If you kill me, you will face the thunder and wrath of the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion, and you will also provoke the wrath of the Great Prince"

Qin Qianqiu felt the killing intent in the air, and he couldn't hold it anymore, spitting blood from his mouth, and tears kept flowing.

He has never felt despair, since he was a child, he was held in the palm of his hand by Qin Xiang, and he felt endless glory and wealth, and for the first time he understood the suffocation brought by despair, which was really like an abyss.

Why didn't those civil servants in the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion come to save him?

and those military attachés and generals under the command of the great prince, why did they not come to the rescue

Qin Qianqiu didn't know it anymore, he couldn't control it so much, and the noble man finally began to beg for mercy in a low voice.

However, An Le had already made up his mind, if he didn't kill Qin Qianqiu today, all his courage would be shaken because of this, it would be difficult to stabilize, and even collapse, which was definitely not what he wanted to see.

Today's events have made a big fuss, with his mental perception, he can clearly perceive many powerful Yuan Shen Qi machines outside the Wanghu Tower, that respect for the Yuan Shen, like a brilliant sun, the blazing of the heart, seems to be able to overturn the West Lake water.

However, these strong men were all stopped by Li Youan and stopped outside Wanghu Tower.

Obviously, Li Youan is creating a favorable condition for him.

If An Le retreated at this moment, or stopped the sword in his hand because of fear and soft-heartedness, it was not only his heart that was cold, but also his sharpness.

There are also the old men of Taimiao who stood up for him, and Li Youan, who blocked many strong people for him.

The reason why they did it for him was not because of that youthful spirit

For that skyrocketing pride

An Le's eyes reflected Qin Qianqiu's voice begging for mercy, and outside the Wanghu Tower, there was also a powerful cultivator Yuan Shen who shook and shouted, telling An Le to calm down, don't kill the voice.

But Ann Le no longer listened.

The ink pool slowly sank, and the tip of the sword went down, hanging above Qin Qianqiu's head under the control of his mind.

Qin Qianqiu's eyes tightened, staring at the sword suspended above his head, and a chill and despair completely spread all over his body.

"No"

Qin Qianqiu roared.

The ink pool fell, instantly piercing Qin Qianqiu's eyebrows, piercing through his skull sharply, piercing through the wooden floor of Wanghu Tower.

Qin Qianqiu's roar and vitality were cut off almost instantly.

The qi on An Le's body was running more and more smoothly at this moment, and the spring breeze that suddenly surged in the Wanghu floor blew his clothes.

The heroic aura poured into the clouds began to slowly dissipate, but the brilliant sword qi seemed to be baptized, becoming more and more clear and pure.

The most important thing is that the spirit of the young man is no longer hindered at this moment, and he is able to reach the gods.

Meanwhile.

In front of Anle's eyes, the blue curtain is presented.

Feedback from the Fearless Heart.

Killed the Fakong monk of the five realms of forging the body, and the feedback brought was naturally good, under the white clothes of An Le, the body seemed to emit the sound of gold and iron, and a majestic qi and blood surged in the body, spurting out from the inner pill, swimming all over the body, making the body steaming up a hot stream.

The round inner pill hangs in the dantian, and faintly, there are ancient demon tigers roaring and falling stars, there are fierce turbulent mountains, demon apes roaring in the empty valley and other visions emerge, blending into the dantian.

Forging the four realms of the body, the martial arts are mysterious, and the water comes naturally.

The so-called Xuanyi is actually the comprehension of the essence of the method, comprehending the essence, and the flow of qi and blood can burst out of the mysterious vision.

It resembles a mirage-like illusion formed when blood and qi are steaming.

This is the martial arts through the mystery, although it is an illusion, but in the process of battle, if it is blessed in the attack, it can play an unexpected role.

An Le cultivates the ancient demon five birds scripture, and now the martial arts mystery that is naturally comprehended is the ancient demon five birds, and the vision of the five birds is integrated into the dantian.

At this moment, An Le's forging body cultivation was fearless and the heart Dao fruit feedback, a clear qi spread all over his body, completely breaking through the barrier, comprehending the martial arts mystery, and stepping into the fourth realm of the forging body

As for the realm of refining gods, because he had just condensed the primordial spirit, although the feedback of Qingqi had given him a lot of improvement, he still had a lot of difference if he wanted to impact the refining gods.

However, under the feedback of Qingqi, Anle's primordial spirit grew a lot, sitting on top of the sword embryo of the heart, like a real god entrenched.

The mind is slightly moving.

Qingshan and the ink pool swept up from Qin Qianqiu's corpse and returned to his side.

The body of the sword trembled slightly, shaking off the blood stained on it, An Le pinned the second sword to his waist, and his hair and white clothes were hunting in the wind above the tall building.

In the Wanghu Tower, Wang Qinhe lay on the ground, looking at it in amazement and did not hesitate to break the King Kong Bell and kill Qin Qianqiu's Anle.

At this moment, a chill surged from Wang Qinhe's heart, of course, it was more of a sadness, looking at his friend dying on the side, his heart suffered an extremely strong impact.

He still didn't understand why An Le must have insisted on killing Qin Qianqiu.

Killing Qin Qianqiu is tantamount to completely angering Qin Xiang, and when the time comes, Qin Xiang's anger will definitely be like a landslide, although there are people behind An Le, he will definitely not be able to protect him all the time.

With Qin Xiang's methods, An Le will eventually be killed.

The contradiction between the Lin Mansion and the Qin Xiangfu is because of the death of the eldest prince of the Qin Xiangfu, and now, An Le has killed Qin Xiang's favorite child again.

This grudge is completely unbelievable.

Today's Anle, in front of Qin Xiang, is too small, the power of Qin Xiangfu's mansion is unimaginably large, and it is huge in Lin'an City, how many dignitaries and dignitaries, and how many powerful people are entangled with Qin Xiang.

In the Academy of Literature and the Martial Temple, there are people who are Qin Xiang.

An Le Xing may be unable to move an inch in Lin'an from today onwards.

No, kill Qin Qianqiu, An Le doesn't even have a tomorrow

Lin Fuhua can't keep his peace and happiness when he defrosts it.

"Why do you have to kill" Wang Qinhe looked at An Le, who was standing on the upper floor of the lake with his sword, and asked.

An Le didn't turn his head to look at him, but replied lightly: "As I said to you, for a breath of consciousness in my heart." ”

"It was Qin Qianqiu who put me to death three times and five times, I just responded to him once, the murderer always kills him, since he chose to kill me, didn't he think that he would pay the price?"

"You said, if I am killed by Qin Qianqiu, Da Zhao's law will punish Qin Qianqiu for me, and let him pay for my life Probably not, because he is a powerful person, the relationship behind him is complicated, and he has a status and identity that ordinary people can hardly imagine and achieve."

"If you kill me, you may encounter some trouble and pay a lot of price, but Qin Qianqiu will not die, and Qin Xiang will protect him and protect his life."

"Even if it comes at a great cost, it only takes some time for the powerful to regain it."

"So, do you think it's fair?"

"Therefore, I don't think about the trade-offs of pros and cons, and I don't think about the winds and rains and storms that I will face after killing Qin Qianqiu."

"I just want a smooth breath and a clear mind."

After An Le finished speaking, he stopped speaking, stepped out, and his body suddenly fell down from the upper tower of Wanghu.

When approaching the ground, the mind surged, surrounded by the body, slowly stopped the falling body, and landed smoothly.

With the sword at his waist, An Le glanced at the strong minds suspended in the sky one after another, and there was no emotional fluctuation on his face.

Li Youan sat upright in the void, with a starry thousand anger on his lap, looking at the young man's high spirits, the pride, spirit and Haoran sword qi seemed to be as bright as the scorching sun, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hang a smile of appreciation.

In his eyes, Qin Qianqiu is nothing at all, even if he is the heir of Qin Xiang, he is just a useless junior who eats and waits for death, relying on his arrogant family background.

But An Le is different, An Le's sword fell today, killed Qin Qianqiu, and came up with a thought, this kind of courage and heroism made Li Youan also have to be moved.

The character of not lowering the eyebrows and bending the waist is indeed in line with Qingshan, no wonder it can be favored by Qingshan.

On this day, he, Li Youan, took out his sword to stop him, and he really didn't waste his mind.

The Yuan Shen, who was floating in mid-air, trembled slightly, and Qin Qianqiu died.

This son really broke the King Kong Bell and killed Qin Qianqiu in full view of everyone.

Kill Qin Xiang's favorite heir

At this moment, the entire Lin'an is afraid that it will be uneasy.

An Le stood at the bottom of Wanghu Tower, dressed in white, facing the direction of West Lake, and his face was as indifferent as water.

One after another of the Yuan Shen of the Wen Sanguan never retreated, one by one they stared at An Le with fierce and angry eyes, in their opinion, it was enough for An Le to kill the Fakong monk to vent his anger, there was no need to kill Qin Qianqiu at all.

This is no longer just a matter of willfulness, but also a reckless recklessness

As soon as Qin Qianqiu died, An Le was destined to die

Over the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhao Huangting, the old man of Taimiao, laughed suddenly, and swept away in an instant with a bamboo branch, leaving only the Qin Prime Minister's mansion that fell into silence because of Qin Qianqiu's death.

In the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion, the spirits of many strong staff members shook, and the gloomy atmosphere was permeating, the hearts were intertwined, and the anger was accumulating, like the low twilight clouds in summer, accumulating thunder and torrential rain

Lin Mansion, Qingfeng Garden.

Lin Siye is painting horses, and what he is depicting is the ink drawing of a galloping horse painted by An Le, although the painting is not good-looking, or even not very similar, but between the brush and ink, there is also a long-lost spirit slowly presented.

He saw the pride that burst out of the Wanghu Tower, rushed into the sky, and stirred the twilight clouds.

The corners of the lips are slightly upturned, like a long-lost, dry heart, at this moment, bathed in the spring rain, glowing with new vitality, growing green leaves and buds, ushering in a new spring.

No longer drawing horses, Lin Siye wore plain clothes, walked to a corner of the house, took out a firewood knife, he sat on the edge of the pool, faced a whetstone, and began to sharpen the firewood knife.

He hadn't wielded it for too long, this firewood knife may have rusted a little and worn out, and he needed to sharpen the firewood knife again, so that this huge Lin'an would see him again Lin Siye's knife.

This Yuan Meng's sword is the master of the horse.

The sound of crunching and sharpening knives resounded throughout the Qingfeng Garden, accompanied by a cheerful mood and joy.

Killing Qin Xiang's son is really a very happy thing.

At the end of the sharpening, Lin Siye glanced at the wild horse he had described, and an unruly and presumptuous one suddenly emerged from his body.

Laughing, carrying a hatchet, he took a step.

It was just one step, and he brazenly left the Lin Mansion.

The firewood knife was swung out, and suddenly there was a majestic knife qi across Lin'an, and in the void, there was a sudden roar and the vibration of the primordial spirit, just a moment to return to tranquility, and then a blood flower burst out, and a hidden strong man was slashed by Lin Siye with a firewood knife.

It's like cutting people like chopping wood in the long yellow sand.

These were all cultivators secretly sent by the Qin Prime Minister to monitor the Lin Mansion.

Yu Taijun endured it, and the sister-in-law also endured it, but today he Lin Shilang couldn't bear it.

It just so happened that a gust of fishy wind was also stirred up, supporting the field for the young man who only asked for a breath of heart

Inside the Imperial Study.

Qin Xiang was wearing an official robe, sitting on a chair, playing chess with the majestic and self-generated noble existence opposite.

The sandalwood is faint, and only the sound of the falling chess pieces on the chessboard resounded from time to time.

Playing against the Holy Lord, Qin Xiangzi was fully engaged, and he knew that he was called to the palace today, undoubtedly because of the Spring Festival fraud that caused a lot of trouble last time.

That incident, he Qin Lishi has an unshirkable responsibility, the emperor wants him to enter the palace to knock and knock well, this matter is indeed not good, if it is not for Qin Lishi to replace the Ministry of Rites, the Chunyu fraud case will not happen.

Qin Lishi's attitude is very low, and he has different attitudes and ways of dealing with different people.

"Your Majesty, the list of the first and second list of Jinshi in the Spring Imperial Examination has been summarized, and the ten first-class jinshi who participated in the pre-palace examination have also been settled, and the list can be released today." Qin Xiang chuckled softly.

Perhaps because of the fraud case, the Ministry of Rites moved much cleaner.

"Qin Xiang released the question in this Spring Expedition exam, on whether the Northern Expedition can pick out the answer he likes"

The emperor bowed slightly, then took his hand lightly, looked at the chess game that had already finished the game, and asked about something.

Qin Xiang was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "Lao Chen has always advocated crossing the northern expedition of the river, not to mention that the war will start and the people will lose money, just say that once the war starts, the Western Liang Kingdom and the Dali Kingdom will not sit and watch." ”

"The two fathers and sons of the Western Liang Kingdom who entered the demon with martial arts, the martial arts are like the heavenly demons raging, infecting the entire country, making the whole country of the Western Liang Kingdom turn into soldiers, they dare not take the initiative to attack Yuanmeng, but once our Da Zhao and Yuanmeng start a war, the crazy demon father and son will definitely dare to bring a large army to attack Da Zhao."

"In addition, there is the country of Dali, the peerless national teacher, one finger can open the canopy, can borrow the power of the stars in the sky into the world, borrow the power of the immortals behind the gate of heaven, it can not be maintained for too long, Da Zhao and Yuan Meng war, this national teacher will definitely send troops to Da Zhao, and strive to expand the scope of the canopy of Dali country, and can increase the power of the stars."

"The two tiger style I Da Zhao, this dispatch of troops is unreasonable."

"It's great to maintain the prosperity we have today, to live and work in peace and contentment."

Qin Xiang lowered his eyebrows and said, explaining his thoughts and theories very clearly.

Whether this is the case is unknown, but in front of the emperor, he wants to show that everything he says is sincere.

Suddenly, outside the imperial study, a mink temple hurriedly entered.

glanced at Qin Xiang and walked to the emperor's side.

Qin Xiang was talking with the emperor in the imperial study, and naturally he didn't dare to release his mind at will to observe the external situation.

But the next words of the Mink Temple made Qin Xiang's face shake, and the chess pieces he grabbed were unstable.

"Your Majesty, the An family, who wrote a collection of poems, killed Qin Qianqiu, the young son of Qin Xiang, on the upper floor of Wanghu."

The words of the Mink Temple were like thunder that exploded in Qin Lishi's ears, and the sound of humming rushed his Yuan Shen and consciousness.

He has died his son again

Cao Fu, the young secretary of Dali Temple, came with a thief knife on his shoulder, and his face was extremely solemn.

When he learned that he was happy to face the demon slayer Fakong Monk who had entered the city on the shore of the West Lake, he was still calm, which was a normal challenge.

When An Le killed the demon slayer Fakong monk, Cao Fu didn't care, challenging the dead, it was Fakong Monk's skills that were not as good as people, although An Le was a street killing, but there was no need to go online at all, there was Lin Fu standing behind him, An Le, who held a small holy order, killed the opponent in the challenge, which was not a big deal.

However, when An Le Imperial Sword rose into the air, he actually wanted to kill Qin Qianqiu with his youthful spirit and dry cloud pride, Cao Fu's heart trembled, and he could no longer calm down.

It's a pity that when he arrived, what Cao Fu saw was a white-clothed young man who jumped down from the Wanghu Tower.

An Le looked at Cao Fu and bowed slightly.

Cao Fu's expression was extremely complicated at the moment, as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, An Lexing murdered Qin Qianqiu, and he violated the law of Dazhao, and he should be captured and seized.

Several officers and soldiers of Dali Temple wore official uniforms, and under the command of Cao Fu, they rushed to Wanghu Tower, and after a while, they confirmed the information that Qin Qianqiu was dead.

Cao Fu looked at the arrogant and smooth-spirited young man, and for a while, his expression was complicated, and he didn't know what to say.

Killing two people in one day, killing Fakong Monk is nothing, but killing Qin Qianqiu will not be good, Qin Qianqiu is Qin Xiang's favorite heir, how can Qin Xiang not be angry when he dies

After the peace is over, there is absolutely no way to escape now, and he will definitely fall into the prison, with the power and means of the Qin minister, the Lin Mansion will not be able to protect An Le in the prison at all.

A high-spirited, invincible young man who wants to take the legendary road of the champion is afraid that he will be destroyed, and a series of reputations in Lin'an will also come to an abrupt end.

"Ann, you, you shouldn't be embarrassed."

Cao Fu was a little helpless, even though he admired An Le very much, but this time An Le was really in a catastrophe.

On the Sky Dome.

The hearts of many civil and prose officials fell, and the sound of angry shouts and angry reprimands exploded on the side of Wanghu Tower.

"Cao Shaoqing, this son ignored the laws of Da Zhao and killed the son of Qin Xiang, what are you still doing This is a felony, shackled and shackled, escorted to the prison of Dali Temple"

A four-grade official was serving the doctor, and the Yuan Shen spoke sharply.

Immediately, one voice after another fell.

The officials behind Qin Qianqiu appeared one after another, and their breath was continuous, like a mountain pressing.

Even, a huge and magnificent momentum surged, and Cao Fu only felt a familiar figure appear behind him.

Dali Temple Siqing

The cold Dali Siqing didn't say much, his eyes fell on An Le, and the powerful Yuan Shen power was released, and he flicked his fingers.

Then there was a surge of blue light, and there were shackles on the body of peace.

But.

As soon as the shackles were on An Le's body, a bamboo cane suddenly fell, piercing the shackles, and with a bang, the shackles that had just been added to An Le's body fell to the ground.

An old man with white hair and white eyebrows in plain clothes suddenly appeared beside An Le.

The old man's body was thin and thin, and he stood alone behind An Le, but he overwhelmed the mountain oppression formed by the many forces behind Qin Qianqiu.

Many officials were silent.

ps: The eleventh place in the new book monthly pass, almost in the top ten, ask for a monthly ticket to rush the list, ask for recommendation votes to support

"Brother Shen"

"Hmm"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.