"Oh, Brother Xie means that he is going to make a move in the middle of this heaven?" Zhang Qinghe said lightly, he didn't have any intention of giving in at all.

People like Xie Luming, today are just fighting for face, and by the way, Zhang Qinghe's reputation will be ruined, otherwise how can Zhang Qinghe be picked off from the position they think is "internalized" to walk in the world.

The more embarrassed Zhang Qinghe is, the more unspeakable he is, and the happier he is.

And face must be fought for, and he will never be able to oppress people with his realm.

Besides, Wang Zhixin is still present.

As expected, Xie Luming spoke.

"If Brother Zhang insists on this, then Lu Ming has to salute first and then soldiers for the sake of Qingluo. Lu Ming set foot on the cultivation year slightly earlier than Brother Zhang, but even if he doesn't use the ability of the Fa Phase, Brother Zhang is afraid that he will not be able to please him!"

This is where Xie Luming's pride lies, although he may not be able to do so at the time, but looking back, he also has no less than a few ways to kill those corpse puppets in the Guiyuan Realm.

If you really plan to press the realm and find out the number of this person's path, it's not too easy to understand. Zhang Qinghe scoffed.

"Mr. Shaobai said, friends come to have good wine, jackals come with sharp blades. Mr. Shaobai also said that a friend of an enemy is also an enemy. ”

Zhang Qinghe paused, and seeing that the students who were close to Xie Luming approached in an uproar, he looked at Lu Qingyun's eyes word by word, and moved Li Shaobai by the way.

"This jade pendant is in my hand, it is enough to represent something, does Brother Lu still want to get involved?"

Although Zhang Qinghe didn't know the specific meaning of this jade pendant, it must be very important, and it touched a certain core interest of Chang'an Juku, so he said quietly.

Lu Qingyun's face hesitated, as if he was thinking about something, and his expression was solemn.

Xie Luming handed over the steps just right.

"This matter is related to Qingluo, it is Lu Ming's private matter, it is inappropriate for Brother Lu to intervene, and all of you, let's all take a seat. ”

Zhang Qinghe couldn't help but want to applaud, what a spring breeze and rain, wonderful, this is another lot of goodwill by Xie Luming.

But does Zhang Qinghe care about the wind comments? All he cares about is whether he can live and whether he can live well.

In such a world, there is no room for him not to be selfish and not to do his own thing.

"You have to inform the head of the Heavenly Residence for me, today Lu Ming and Brother Zhang are here to learn, and the loss of Lu Ming will be compensated according to the price. ”

Xie Luming first simply characterized the matter as a discussion, in case he was in charge of Jinwu, and reminded him in advance, so as not to make bad comments, at first glance, he was a gentleman with a good demeanor.

"Brother Zhang, you must leave the ins and outs of the future today, be careful!"

A folding fan in Xie Luming's hand unfolded, the green jade was magnificent, and the sharp qi filled all directions between the folding fan and the flying, and suddenly wrapped Zhang Qinghe's body tightly.

It's a magic weapon.

Wang Zhixin did not interfere, but it was better to say that this was his opportunity to observe Zhang Qinghe.

Zhang Qinghe's right hand flipped over, and the Lingbao long sword forged by Tianyezi fell into his hand, different from Xie Luming's beauty, his sword path was like a pure mortal Jianghu guest, and his sword intent was cold, as if he wanted to take people's lives directly.

This is...... Survive the sword intent!

If you dare to stand in my way, I will kill you all!

The unrecognizable Tianshui was unfolded, and Zhang Qinghe's figure and sword turned into a plain light together, flying and dodging between those green jade sharp qi in a posture that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve, calmly.

The Son of Heaven is angry, talking, laughing and killing, and he is not malicious in every way.

It just looks like a woman's body is twisted and delicate, like a woman...... This is the result of the combination of the sword path he realized from the Taiyin place and the Wanhuayou a few days ago.

I saw that the students looked strange for a while.

Meng Qianchen's eyes lit up.

"Such a powerful sword path, such a pure sword intent, almost small. ”

The main master, Xie Luming, only felt a chill, he had faced the fierce beasts and evil people in the secret realm, various immortal families, and the pride of the Daoguo Gate Valve, but he had never seen such a person as Zhang Qinghe.

is obviously a gentle young student, with sword moves, but he is like an outlaw, a madman who has been driven to a dead end!

Life has always been taken by fate, and the way to live is to seek in death!

The young man who is as warm as jade, with Danzhu printed on his eyebrows, is like the rumored death officer in the world at this moment, and under the unparalleled skin is the greatest disregard for the lives of others.

Isn't he just asking? Is it necessary to be so crazy, like a trapped beast?

Xie Luming sacrificed this jade fracture fan, and a green curtain was erected, directly blocking Zhang Qinghe's sword move.

However, Zhang Qinghe still didn't stop, and the plain sword marks with the sword intent of survival were constantly slashed on the green screen, as if there was no consumption, and Xie Luming, who suppressed the realm, immediately fell into a stalemate passively.

Liu Dongmei also looked a little sluggish, although he Meihuajun was called a Taoist idiot, but he was only obsessed with Daotu, such a pure person, pure Tao, such a ...... A fighting style that he had never seen before.

Of course, Zhang Qinghe did not consume it, he opened the spiritual vision with the support of the Enlightenment Realm, and the spiritual energy continued to be incorporated into the body from the heart lake.

However, Xie Luming has already entered the law phase, and there is no problem in urging the green screen of this Guiyuan realm.

"Is this the Iron Sword......

"It's unbelievable that this kind of sword intent would be realized by a gentle and polite person like Zhang Shaolang. ”

"It's really a heavenly pride, and Yulangjun is vaguely suppressed at the same level. ”

"We have lost face in the early days of Guiyuan. ”

People are in awe of the strong, Xie Luming saw the change in the direction of the speech in the field, he was a little anxious, and urged the jade fracture fan, and a white deer phantom stood in the middle, his breath was clear and peaceful, and Zhang Qinghe, who was incarnated into a heavenly slippery sword light, flew out.

"It's a machine spirit!"

There were good deeds in the room who exclaimed.

Meihuajun, Qingyunsheng and Yanghao Jian shook their heads, and moved the magic weapon spirit, Xie Luming had already entered the inferior class, if he wanted to be cheeky, he should lose at this moment.

"Brother Zhang, Cheng ......"

Before Xie Luming could finish speaking, hundreds of sword lights flew out one after another, intending to directly split the body of this white deer.

The magic weapon spirit, to put it bluntly, is to detain the soul of the demon beast and refine it into the spiritual weapon, Zhang Qinghe is a little aggrieved, if it is a betel iron sword in his hand, this head has curled limbs, his face is incomplete in flesh and blood, like a monster of zombies, and he will turn into ashes in an instant.

However, if a hundred sword lights are not enough, they will split a thousand more!

Xie Luming didn't think so, and picked up the magic trick again, and gave birth to a spiritual wind in the sky out of thin air, intending to blow Zhang Qinghe away, and the phantom of the white deer was also shining, and the two horns on his head like jade branches condensed with terrifying spiritual light.

"Zhang Shaolang is still in the early days of the return to the Yuan Dynasty after all......"

"But over time, I will definitely be able to compete with Brother Xie. ”

Even the gentlemen of Chang'an Juku have always only judged heroes by success or failure.

But Xie Luming heard the discussion of others, and his hand was faintly heavy.

Wang Zhixin's expression was tense, ready to strike at any time.