When the first rays of light in the east fall.

The killing machine will begin.

On the outer wall, Yi Congliang squinted, waved his hand lightly, and more than a dozen black shadows beside him instantly rushed towards Jiang Ping.

There's no foreplay, and there's no need for any nonsense.

Killing is here in the blink of an eye!

Seeing the blood puppet guard killed, Yi Congliang couldn't help but think of the woman's warning to him again, and his heart suddenly felt a burst of shame.

He's Master Yi!

The dignified martial arts master, even the three princes have to treat each other with courtesy.

What is that woman, but relying on the prestige of her master, she dares to be so arrogant to him.

But he thought about it and thought about it, hesitated and hesitated, and decided to ......

Bear with her first.

Tie Ao, he can't afford to provoke for the time being.

The Grand Master and the Grand Master are also different.

He is now just an idler in the Prince's Mansion, being raised, and the chief offering sounds very powerful, but in fact, it is just like that.

It's really powerful, and it won't be hidden by the three princes.

And who is Tie Ao?

Above the temple, he is the director of the Divine Capture Division, holding great power, acting for the heavens, and all the officials of the court are in awe of his authority.

Among the rivers and lakes, no one knows the name of the Divine Eagle.

There are countless defeated generals under his command, and there are three martial arts masters who were personally arrested by him and put in the black prison prison, not to mention how many are secretly unknown.

The proudest thing in the lives of many great grandmasters is to draw with Tie Ao.

If you are lucky enough to win a move and a half, then you can blow it up and accept the congratulations of your fellow martial artists.

The great master checks the touchstone, and it is well deserved.

Besides, who knows that Tie Ao has no reservations in his hands.

Then it is easy to understand that he gave Tie Ao a face and allowed his female apprentice to be arrogant.

Of course, this is by no means cowardice, Yi Congliang felt that he just didn't want to hurt the harmony.

However, these reasons were not enough for him to let Jiang Ping go.

How can he, Master Yi, be a person who submits to power, you can't kill if you can't kill him, so why did he work so hard to get here?

Could it be that you just watched your son-in-law make love, and then personally escorted the hat back to the prince's mansion?

I don't want to lose face!

It's just that the female apprentice then took out a jade talisman, saying that it contained a fist intent of her master, and asked him to taste it.

Yi Congliang didn't care at first, if Tie Ao came in person, he was still afraid of his three points, but he was just a fist, heh!

I can't do it!

And then......

Brilliant as the sun, invincible!

Yi Congliang touched his chest, and now there is a faint pain here.

There was even a soaring golden divine eagle in the sea of knowledge, faintly whispering, so that the sword intent of his Blood Transformation Divine Knife could not be formed.

In other words, he is still injured.

However, it is more than enough to deal with a small grandmaster.

But Yi Congliang still decided to give Tie Ao a face, and it should be for his one hundred and eight godsons to accumulate some yin virtue.

It's always bad to kill people and see blood.

But if you want to cripple people, it's still okay.

After all, this is what Tie Ao himself said, and it is also the bottom limit of his dignified master!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain it to the third prince.

In fact, as long as you can't kill people, you can't explain anything.

But he did his best.

He tried his best to seriously injure Jiang Ping under the protection of heavy encirclement, but unfortunately he couldn't continue to do his best.

What, the Three Princes don't believe it?

What's not to believe, I didn't see that the blood puppet guards were all sacrificed, and they were all sacrificed to cover that he could kill Jiang Ping.

Anyway, he's just the only one left, and the process isn't just what he makes up casually.

That's right, these thirteen blood puppet guards who have been trained for a long time and can be called trump cards are just a good excuse in Yi Congliang's eyes.

And the third prince still has to rely on him now, and it is already very face-saving for him to be able to make up an excuse so dedicatedly.

As for whether Jiang Ping can resist the blood puppet guard.

In Yi Congliang's opinion, since he dared to rob the fiancée of the third prince, and he was the son-in-law of Tie Ao's personal guarantee, how could he not have two brushes.

Unstoppable?

Inexistent.

Yi Congliang has already written the script.

As soon as the blood puppet guard is destroyed, he will personally end the field, reluctantly give Jiang Ping a serious injury, and then leave suddenly, leaving only a dashing and uninhibited back.

Perfect!

......

Seeing that the master who was suspected of being a great grandmaster did not make a move, Jiang Ping had a slight doubt in his heart.

Could it be that this great master talks so much about martial virtues, and he still disdains to bully more and less?

But he couldn't think too much about it at this point.

The thirteen black shadows were all covered with a faint layer of blood light, turning into blood shadows, and the murderous aura enveloped the entire space.

Seeing that on the information panel, a certain talent had lit up, Jiang Ping thought that he should try this first.

Thereupon......

Talent: Uniqueness.

Open!

Jiang Ping only felt that the world was silent, and a thousand feelings of loneliness suddenly rose in his heart.

Then, there was a deep anger.

There was a cold female voice in my ear who said:

A group of ants also dare to offend Tianwei!

Jiang Ping didn't expect this thing to come with its own dubbing.

Moment.

His spirit began to rise and rise, and then he touched a layer of indescribable realm, and all the distracting thoughts and emotions in his heart were all reduced to nothingness at this moment.

He seems to be incarnated as the sky, ruthless and indifferent, and uses all things as dogs.

A gust of wind blows.

Jiang Ping's white robe was hunting, and the thirteen blood puppet guards with a body like electricity seemed to freeze in his eyes.

All their expressions, all their movements, including what they wanted to do in the next second, all of this was in his mind.

Slow!

It's too slow!

Jiang Ping felt as if he was watching a jammed movie now.

He pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Boom!

The long sword is out of the sheath, like a cloud of Xiu.

The last move of Qingyun's swordsmanship, Qingyun's sword!

This swordsmanship, which had already been put in the corner by Jiang Ping, reappeared in the world at this time.

It's not that he can't use stronger moves.

It's just that he suddenly felt that it was just right to use this trick at this moment.

As a result, the sky that was originally shrouded in blood shadows suddenly had a cloud, a cyan cloud, or a cloud turned by sword qi.

Buzzing!!!

The blade groaned softly, and the blood light broke into the cyan cloud by itself.

So before the blood shadows could react, their vitality suddenly went out, and their bodies fell down like dumplings.

It's just that they didn't even understand before they died, why the sword qi seemed to anticipate their next move, and was waiting for them on the road to throw themselves into the net.

Thirteen swords, as if it were one sword.

In a trance.

Before all the blood puppet guards could get close to Jiang Ping's body, they were all wiped out by a cloud of sword qi, and they all died.

In the attic.

"Good!"

Tie Guanyin couldn't help but applaud, and then she glanced at Tie Ao, and said with a hint of pride in her tone:

"Didn't someone just say that the Thirteen Elite Blood Puppet Guards can kill the Peak Grandmaster in an outbreak?

In his heart, he couldn't help but complain a little about Jiang Ping.

is so powerful, but he wants to pretend to be a weak chicken to deceive her feelings, and it makes her worry all the time, and she can't even sleep well.

Is it just to pretend to be pitiful and let her pose a few more times yesterday?

Thinking of those embarrassing postures, Tie Guanyin's face couldn't help but flush, and his thoughts began to slide, and he didn't know where he had drifted all of a sudden.

As for Jiang Ping's worries, under this sword, all of them disappeared.

"Childe, you actually ...... Better than me?"

Qiu Daoyu was shocked with three broken faces.

He saw a little deeper than Tie Guanyin, who only had the realm of a three-vein grandmaster.

The thirteen blood puppet guards are not strong, but the son is too strong.

The thirteen blood shadows just now, the moves were sharp, and the body was extremely fast, even if he was under siege, he would have to go through a hard battle.

But what did your son-in-law do?

It's just a sword.