In fact, Gu Ping'an didn't know why he laughed for no reason.

It's like he doesn't know why the other party is hysterical.

It should be me who should be angry, it has always been me.

The scimitar is cold and cold, and within reach, it is murderous.

In the dead silence, facing countless sights, Gu Ping'an slowly stretched out his right hand, and pinched the tip of the knife with two fingers.

As if to understate the barrel of the pen, that's all.

"Despicable fraudster!!"

Cui Che's eyes were cracking, his blood was surging, and his wrist was pressed down heavily, and he wanted to chop up the other party's head.

The force is so great, the muscles and bones creak, the handle of the umbrella is clenched, but the scimitar does not move.

Cui Che's face was hideous, and gradually, his heart began to despair.

This kind of taste is too familiar, and it is like looking at the back of the cheater on the palace exam.

Why?

The visitors at the city gate were shocked, their eyes were shocked, and they couldn't accept this scene.

Originally, I thought that the Vajra Realm Fivefold, even if the cultivation was vain, with a stronger physique, it was enough to be equal to the Vajra Realm Triple, right?

Even if you lose, it should be a fraction of a second.

However.

swung the knife heavily, but was caught between two fingers, and it was difficult to make any progress.

What is this gap?

Outright contempt!

Gu Ping'an never said a word, and his fingers rotated a slight arc.

Click-

Break the tip of the knife directly.

The five fingers were claw-shaped, and in an instant, they choked Cui Che's throat, like carrying a vicious dog on the verge of suffocation.

However, keep going.

Surprise flashed in Jiu Zhangji's eyes, she could sense that Gu Ping'an's yang qi was at its peak, and her qi and blood were like steaming Daze, but she couldn't imagine that a Vajra Realm's ability to control the body was so strong!

"Dance...... Cheating ......" Cui Che's feet were off the ground, his face was purple, his seven orifices were oozing blood, and his voice was intermittent.

This is almost the ultimate humiliation!

Cui Che had a drop of blood flowing from his eyes, and he couldn't tell if it was blood or tears.

This life ended hastily like this, and it was embarrassing to lose face, and it would be nice if he refused to accept the title of champion that day.

The city gate was silent, Gu Ping'an walked step by step, and a series of blood dripped down his snow-white sleeves.

"Burial."

He only said two words and smashed Cui Che towards the city gate.

Bang!

Cui Huaizhen stood with her hands in her hands, turning her face away.

The Cui clan's heart ached sharply and stared at the corpse on the ground.

What can be said?

A life-and-death duel, fair and just.

It's just that he died without even a last word, and the great Qianzhuang Yuanlang hand-picked by the saint was strangled to death, and his death was so miserable.

Gu Ping'an stared at the old man in the Confucian robe, showed a little smile, and said softly:

"Elder Cui Ge, don't come unharmed."

Cui Huaizhen sneered, he had been a very human minister who had experienced strong winds and waves, so he was naturally not afraid, turned his face and smiled kindly:

"Gu Xiaoyou, can you have a grudge against the old man? Shouldn't you expose you to try cheating? ”

Gu Pingfang turned a deaf ear and continued to walk forward.

Faced with this calm and implicit contemptuous posture, Cui Huaizhen couldn't hold back her anger after all, and said in a deep voice:

"Who do you think you are? Raising his head and looking up at the Shendu Academy, who in it would care about the struggle of the Vajra Realm? Vigorous or self-inflicted, the old man will wait and see! ”

Gu Ping'an ignored everyone's gaze, looked at the guard in armor and halberd, and asked with a smile:

"Can you go into town?"

The guard bowed: "Please." ”

Gu Ping'an stepped into the Divine Capital City.

At this time, everyone noticed that his footprints were stained with bits and pieces of blood, all of which were the blood of Cui Che's body.

In the past, the people of the poor and remote mountain villages walked towards the Shendu City with arduous steps, and every step was a painstaking effort.

Now stepping on the blood of others, can the five-mile road come to the end step by step?

It's almost fantastical!

The sage book can rely on reading at night and forgetting to sleep and eat to obtain the rare and ordinary knowledge of the nobles, but the martial arts are not good, and hard work cannot make up for the gap at all, not to mention that it has only been seven and a half months to open the pulse and pass the mysteries.

The majestic giant city, Gu Ping'an went towards the bluestone avenue in the east, two phoenix pillar stones stand, and the three words "osmanthus feast" on the gilt plaque are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, which seem to be written by the emperor himself.

He only walked forward a little bit before he saw a series of young figures.

……

Meanwhile.

On the top of the academy mountain, the attic seems to be hanging in the air, the clouds and mist outside the building, the building is resplendent in gold, and the cinnamon garden in the distance is full of fragrance.

"See the Great Dry Sage."

The national teacher Jia Ruzhen led the Xishu forces to stand downstairs.

According to etiquette, I have to take the initiative to visit, unless Xishu does not participate in tomorrow's osmanthus banquet.

There was silence for a long time.

"How is Jiang Yuan doing?"

A languid voice came from the attic.

The empress took a fine and elegant step, the phoenix skirt dragged more than five feet to the ground, the skirt was full of birds and phoenixes, the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, as soon as she appeared, as if she was draped in the great dry and prosperous world, gorgeous and noble to the top.

Jia seemed to be really perfunctory, and said with a smile:

"St. Bow."

The empress tapped her chin, looked down against the railing, swept her gaze over the three princes, and finally stopped at Jiang Jinshuang.

The cheeks are thrillingly beautiful, and you can't find blemishes.

It's ridiculous to say, when she was a teenager, she was quite jealous of Princess Changning of Shu Kingdom, why did her appearance overwhelm her?

Since ascending the throne, the peerless empress has never envied anyone.

What she pursues is the sage and sage of the ages, her eyes are the common people, and the three inches in her palm are supreme power.

"Changning, why are you worried, I heard that you have a sweetheart?" The corners of the empress's lips were slightly raised, pretending to be greetings.

Jiang Jinshuang was expressionless, just thinking it was ridiculous.

The empress smiled reservedly, even if she despised and disgusted her, she would not show it.

Her gaze caught a beautiful and delicate maidservant, still holding the Peach Blossom Branch King Sword in her hand, looking up with a burning gaze, full of provocation.

"Stand down."

The empress flicked the sleeves of her skirt slightly, turned around and walked slowly back to the attic.

The world's grand event, the emperor's words and deeds are the most eye-catching, how can she be like a servant?

According to the rules of the sword mound, people return the sword after death, whether it is Tai'a or Peach Blossom Branch, it is the traitor who is lucky to call, he died in Huangquan, and the two king's swords were buried back in the abyss.

When the sky is free, the royal car descends on the sword mound, and the king sword is like a bag to take things.

The empress's mood was undoubtedly joyful, in just one day, the top forces from the ends of the earth took the initiative to meet her, and the eyes of the master mother of the Holy Land Gate Valve were hot, and they were all amazed by the Shengshi phoenix skirt.

That's not all, when the morning bell rings tomorrow, on that plain, countless famous people will bow their heads and bow their eyebrows, and worship the lord of the Central Plains together.

There's nothing better than that.

The empress returned to the attic and turned around a few times in front of the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror, very satisfied with the phoenix skirt.

It didn't take long for Xuanyuan Wan'er to come for a leisurely stroll, she had always been calm and self-controlled, no matter what happened, her steps would not be flustered.

She whispered:

"Your Majesty, Cui Che is dead."

The empress looked useless.

The court can't tolerate incompetent insects, and the best talent and strategy can't compare to the despicable traitors, hoping that martial arts can be shameful?

"How did you die?" She asked.

Xuanyuan Wan'er was silent for a while, and said calmly:

"It's like pinching an ant to death."

It goes without saying, it's as simple as raising your hand slightly.

The empress's phoenix eyes are unwavering, she will not be stupid to think that traitors are worthless.

The spring thunder began to roar, the kendo attainments were okay, and his own combat power was definitely not weak, and Cui Che relied on the fire to improve his qi and blood physique.

But he can only bully the incompetent worm, in front of the real Absolute Heavenly Pride, he will be completely desperate, and regret that he should not betray the Phoenix Peak before he dies!

"College public opinion?" The empress asked again.

What she is most concerned about is whether the major powers are paying attention to the traitors.

If it weren't for the emperor's reputation, if she wasn't afraid of leaving a stain on the osmanthus banquet, she would have mobilized the crowd a long time ago, sent a few strong people in the Five Realms to trample the traitor to death, and didn't give him any chance to cry and complain in public.

"It's very calm, except for Xishu and Sword Shrine, few families discuss him." Xuanyuan Wan'er said truthfully.

The empress smiled like a flower.

This is normal, they are all thousand-year-old foxes, and they are all big forces calling for wind and rain, who will have nothing to do to pay attention to the death match of the martial artists of the acquired realm?

"Chi Ze will change, and tell Xuanyuan Tianjiao to solve him as soon as possible."

"Warn them that letting the traitors go half a mile is the shame of the Xuanyuan clan and the Ji clan!"

The empress said slowly.

Does she have any regrets?

Some.

It is not possible to look with your own eyes into the desperate eyes of the traitor before he dies.

She wanted to see endless remorse in her eyes.