It took less than half an hour to clean up the "life" card and other main affairs.

Xuanyiwei's Mo Fei also faintly sensed that something was wrong.

But Xuan Yiwei is doing things outside, so he can cut it first and then play.

Even if you want to settle accounts after the fact, there is a specific process.

So, I can only wait.

After waiting for Mo Neng to bring back the third prince, he can investigate and find the truth.

Although it was not possible to declare war on the Celestial Dragon Dynasty, there was good news.

I heard that the third prince has said that he will take Mr. Meng back to the palace in two days.

It is expected that in half a month, he will be able to return to the Xiaoyao Dynasty.

Mr. Meng is Boya's teacher, so Boyaa now refuses all communication.

Any point of view now will become the "basis" for them to attack Mr. Meng.

At this time, in the Ming Zheng Palace, the atmosphere was delicate.

In the hall, everyone's eyes floated.

Their gaze will always look at Boya intentionally or unintentionally.

There was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes, as well as the leisure after tea and dinner.

For all this, Boya did not pay any attention.

Confucianism is nothing more than educating by example and condensing into a side of luck.

But now, in the Xiaoyao Dynasty, Boya can't find his heart.

Without a heart, you can't make a life, and if you can't make a life, you can't form a seven-trick exquisite heart.

The news of the third prince became the last straw that crushed him.

A sense of powerlessness arises spontaneously!

In the face of the sneer of the entire inner sanctum, Boya's eyes closed slightly, unwilling to say more.

Almost everyone is expecting war, and in order to be able to declare war, they will do everything they can.

And this, contrary to the original intention.

Perhaps, only Mr. Confucianism can suppress the luck of a party with the anger of a saint.

……

In front of the gate of Liuyun Sect.

Barren Mountain.

Inside the cave.

Xie An hunched over and waited for Elder Han to arrive.

He was ready to take advantage of his surprise and attack him unprepared, and deal a fatal blow to Elder Han.

At this time, it is close.

When a figure appeared in front of him, Xie Anxin felt something, and swept forward with his sword.

The Absolute Immortal Sword crossed a perfect arc in his hand.

In an instant, Elder Han's pupils constricted.

He didn't feel a powerful murderous aura, but he found that chill with his super five senses.

Elder Han hurriedly urged his aura to dodge as if he were facing a great enemy.

In the air, a beard was cut off.

The cold light failed to strike, and stuck again.

Elder Han wanted to retreat, but saw that the other party's body was very good, like a piece of dog skin plaster.

The wind can't run away, and it can't be shaken off.

The shadow of the sword.

Elder Han only flew back, but he couldn't see who was coming.

Zheng Zheng!

Between the long swords, the flames were splashing.

But Xie An's long sword seemed to be more agile and more powerful.

The cold light is everywhere, like a phantom array, and it is impossible to distinguish between the virtual and the real of the sword.

With just one contact, Xie An had the upper hand.

Elder Han's clothes were torn open with dozens of bloody wounds, and his skin was torn open.

What was strange was that Elder Han was covered in wounds, but no blood was coming out.

Xie An was taken aback, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

He didn't dare to fight, and the long sword was a little sharper again.

Elder Han was gradually at a disadvantage, he was not good at sword cultivation, but practiced magic.

At this time, he was entangled by Xie An at close range, and he was almost powerless to fight back.

Stir the sword out!

The sword qi was generated, and it immediately slashed towards Elder Han.

At the hilt of the sword, Elder Han only felt a tingling pain in the back of his hand.

When he looked, there were several sword wounds on the back of his hand.

Elder Han was not a soul-perfect person, and in his body, he only had the support of a residual consciousness.

These consciousnesses are incomplete.

Without the master's heart, the puppet would not be able to fight alone.

When the meat puppet was made, it was not born for battle.

It is for assassination or assassination, reconnaissance.

It's not that there aren't combat meat golems, it's just that they're too rare.

Combat meat golems are rarely used unless absolutely necessary.

This is related to the conditions for the formation of meat golems.

To be a meat puppet, you must have a physical body.

The level of cultivation of the flesh body directly determines the strength of the meat puppet.

Therefore, the combat-type meat puppet must capture a strong person who has cultivated to a high realm.

But that's easier said than done.

Even if a strong person or a person with advanced cultivation is caught, they will not sit idly by.

They would rather blow themselves up than choose to become meat puppets.

Elder Han is not a combat puppet.

On that day, Gonggong Liu wanted to blackmail Elder Han, originally because he wanted to have an invisible hand.

Unexpectedly, the development of things exceeded everyone's expectations.

In the cave, Elder Han was fiercely fought by Xie An in close quarters, and he was covered in scars.

If this continued, it was only a matter of time before Xie An killed Elder Han.

At this moment, Elder Han shook violently.

A powerful aura shook Xie An away.

Xie An flew upside down and slammed into the stone wall of the cave.

"It turns out that it's you, a brute!"

Elder Han's eyes were full of murderous intent.

Now he has only a wisp of consciousness left, only the most instinctive reaction.

"On that day, in front of the admonition monument, the old man should have killed you with his own hands!"

Xie An was silent, he stomped on one foot and flew up suddenly.

Elder Han snorted coldly, dispersed the crisis, and shouted: "Town! ”

He was originally four realms higher than Xie An, even if there was only a wisp of consciousness left, he would not be so easily killed.

In an instant, the surrounding air gradually became solidified.

Xie An could clearly feel that his speed was slowing down.

For Xie An, once he lost the advantage of speed, his sword could no longer pose a threat.

The spiritual pressure around them is getting stronger and stronger.

Xie An's sword slowly stopped, and finally stopped three inches in front of Elder Han's throat.

Elder Han was shocked, and he raised his hand and stabbed at Xie An with a sword.

Zheng!

A sound of gold and stone came, and Xie An retreated violently.

Elder Han "babbled" and looked at Xie An in disbelief.

He didn't know what kind of inheritance Xie An was cultivating, and he could actually resist the long sword with his physical body.

Elder Han gasped, he trembled, and said secretly, "This son can't be kept!" ”

After that, Elder Han recited the word "town" again and suppressed Xie An again.

This kind of technique of binding people's hands and feet made his head big.

The more Xie An fought, the more aggrieved he became, and his heart erupted with thousands of angers.

But soon, Xie An forcibly calmed himself down.

A familiar feeling suddenly appeared in his mind, it was the state of the soul when Xie An was flying.

That speed, it seems, follows the wind.

The wind supports itself and shuttles through this space.

When Xie Anxin felt something, Elder Han raised his sword and slashed at him.

Xie An's eyes were slightly closed.

There were thousands of images flashing in his mind.

In Elder Han's eyes, Xie An had long been suppressed and unable to move.

Xie An recalled the changes in this space before and after the word "town".

Slowly, slowly, he found the clue.

In this space, even though there is the influence of the word "town", there is still a gap in the space.

Those gaps are the key to Xie An's breakthrough.

Xie An thought as he tried to touch the gap with his fingers.

Fingers moved slightly.

He was overjoyed, and he was right!

Xie An suddenly opened his eyes and saw that Elder Han's long sword had already been killed.

"Give me death!"

Elder Han burst out loud, and the long sword stabbed at Xie An's eyebrows.

At this moment, Elder Han showed a look of disbelief.

Xie An, he actually smiled!