As soon as the words fell, the red sleeves flashed.

The figures of the two young men flew upside down in an instant.

First I heard two screams, and then I heard "Bang, bang." With two sounds, the two broke out of the window ten meters away.

"Bold."

Seeing that the two of them must have no way to live, the four warriors in charge of protection reached out and drew their swords.

A cold voice came, "Draw the knife or die, give a word of advice, go out to collect the body of your master, and when you go back, you will say that it is the peony of the Piaoxiang Painting Academy, kill them." ”

When the four warriors heard this, their faces changed several times, and they left in a hurry like lost dogs.

As for whether they actually carried the bodies of the two back, or whether they just fled and flew away, no one knows.

The master was killed, and their fate could be guessed.

Peony looked at Xiao Han and said expressionlessly: "The two of them insulted your friend, and they have been killed by me." If you hurt someone in the Piaoxiang Painting Academy, you have to die, this is the rule. ”

Xiao Han's face did not change, he reached out to pick up the teacup, and said calmly: "Such a good tea, if you don't drink it, it's a pity." ”

As he spoke, he drank all the tea in the cup, and then looked at Ye Hanxiang.

Ye Hanxiang smiled slightly, "Does Xiao Gongzi want me to fight with her?" ”

"Miss Ye, this girl named Peony is very capable, and the level of a martial artist is definitely not low, I'm afraid that I am not her opponent, so I can only bother you." Xiao Han said with a smile.

"Xiao Gongzi is too humble, since that's the case, I'll accompany her to fight." Ye Hanxiang got up.

"Miss Ye, I have to remind you that it was this peony girl who killed two filthy people, which is considered a little favor to us, so you can only win her, not kill her."

"Xiao Gongzi doesn't have to worry, I know it in my heart."

The conversation between the two of them as if no one was around really made the woman in red angry, and her face was as cold as ice.

This aroused the interest of onlookers even more.

Both of them look like they are in their twenties, where did they get the courage and confidence to dare to make trouble in the famous Piaoxiang Painting Academy in Shangjing?

You must know that almost all the characters with heads and faces in Shangjing have come to the Piaoxiang Painting Academy.

Being able to hang a painting of the Piaoxiang Painting Institute in the living room is a status symbol.

If you can let the painters of Piaoxiang Painting Institute paint a portrait for themselves, they can blow for several years.

And the death of the troublemaker is the iron-clad rule of the Piaoxiang Painting Academy.

It is precisely because of this rule that for several years, no one has dared to make trouble here.

Now, it seems that something is wrong with this rule.

There are two cows in the painting courtyard!

"Miss Ye, if you hit it above, it is easy to ruin the things in the painting academy, the things here look very expensive, I suggest you go to the hall to play with Miss Peony for a while!" Xiao Han reminded.

"Okay." Ye Hanxiang said happily, and then said to the peony like a master: "You come with me!" ”

After saying that, he floated down.

In the hall, two women, also dressed in red, stood facing each other.

With a thought, the long sword came out of the scabbard on Ye Hanxiang's waist and hovered in the air.

"Ninth Order Martial Artist?"

There were exclamations of surprise from the crowd of onlookers, and it was clear that among these people were high-ranking martial artists.

Those who can unsheath the sword with their minds and suspend it in the air can only be done by the ninth order, the highest rank of martial artists.

It's just that no one thought of the Immortal Sect monks.

Even if he was only a cultivator of the thirtieth level of qi refining, his combat power was higher than that of a ninth-order martial artist.

Seeing this, Peony was also stunned.

How could such a young woman become a ninth-order martial artist?

In an instant, his complexion became even more severe.

She was only a seventh-order martial artist, and she couldn't do it like Ye Hanxiang to make the long sword hang in the air.

But when it comes to the end, in front of everyone, even if Peony knows that she is invincible, she can't be defeated without a fight, which is a matter of Piaoxiang Painting Academy and her face.

Fight to the death, die without regrets.

Peony slowly pulled out a soft sword from his waist and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to be a ninth-order martial artist at such a young age. ”

"If you throw in the towel, it's still too late."

"It's still undecidable who wins and loses, so let's get started!"

As soon as the words fell, Peony bullied up.

"Phew."

There was a crisp sound, and the two red shadows were separated as soon as they merged.

The two stood still.

Peony's soft sword was broken into three pieces, leaving only a short section in his hand.

Ye Hanxiang's sword was against her convex chest.

It was just a blink of an eye, and the winner was decided.

Qingyun's swordsmanship is incomparable.

In addition, Ye Hanxiang wanted to kill the majesty of the peony, so he injected his vitality into the sword body as soon as he made a move.

With vitality against internal qi, how can peony be the enemy?

Ye Hanxiang hit it successfully, floated back a few meters, and at the same time moved his mind, and when he stood again, the long sword was already in the sheath, and he said lightly: "You lost." ”

It wasn't until Ye Hanxiang said these words that the onlookers recovered from the huge shock and burst into applause.

This applause is a heartfelt awe of Ye Hanxiang.

Peony was flushed, and in the applause of everyone, it was extremely embarrassing.

But the skills are not as good as others, what can be done, Peony looked at Ye Hanxiang, and squeezed out a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, "I did lose, let's go!" ”

"Young Master Xiao, have you finished drinking the tea?" Ye Hanxiang turned his head and said to Xiao Han on the second floor.

Xiao Han got up, drank the tea in the cup again, walked down the stairs, and said to Ye Hanxiang with a smile: "After drinking, let's go!" They wouldn't have invited us to dinner anyway. ”

"Please stay."

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from the second floor.

A woman in her sixties appeared on the southwest corner of the second floor.

There were no tables in this place, and no one gathered.

"If I invite you to a meal for Peony, can I appreciate my face?" The woman said with a smile, looking calm and relaxed, as if it was a battle of the other party, and she didn't care.

"Okay!" Xiao Han responded, "Of course you have to eat a meal that doesn't cost money, not to mention that with the style of Piaoxiang Painting Academy, this meal must be worth a lot of money." ”

Xiao Han has long been interested in this art academy.

Before Peony killed the two young people, he didn't ask who the other party was, but shot directly, and specially reported his name, without any scruples.

It's incredible.

If these two young people are the prince's grandson, she will also kill them?

In this way, wouldn't she even pay attention to the royal family?

From this, Xiao Han concluded that behind the Piaoxiang Painting Academy, there must be a powerful force supporting it.

Since he wanted to find the mysterious forces that appeared in Shangjing, he couldn't let go of any suspicious object.

Hitting rabbits with grass is sure to have unexpected harvests.

What's more, although these women are wearing the costumes of the Northern Liang Kingdom, they look very much like exotic women.

Where do they come from?

Why do you kill people without regard to identity?

Xiao Han had a hunch that this Piaoxiang Painting Academy seemed to have some connection with the secret affairs of the imperial court that he wanted to investigate.