Chapter 133 I, Nangong Xuanqi, One Word and Nine Crowns! (Second Update)

The dazzling sword light was like a small sun, which had not subsided for a long time, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

The power of the great master can be seen from this.

"Uncle Nangong is worthy of being the first sword saint of the Wuyue Sword Sect, I'm afraid this sword can't even compare to my father, right?"

Tie Guanyin praised, looking innocent.

Let the many gods who know her true face turn dark: In order to please a great grandmaster, my lord, you can also fight, right?

As for why Tie Guanyin wants to compare her father, this naturally has a reason.

Tie Ao, the director of the Divine Capture Division, is recognized as the standard of great grandmaster's combat power in the rivers and lakes.

If you can win Tie Ao, it means that you will enter the forest of strong people who have entered the ranks of great grandmasters, and otherwise, you will be the weak chicken among great grandmasters.

Tie Guanyin's words, for any great master, that is the highest praise.

And after hearing this, Nangong Xuanqi should have been happy.

He has fought more than a dozen games with Tie Ao, and each time it ended in a draw, so winning Tie Ao is about to become an obsession for him.

Of course, the friendship between them is also fought again and again.

Otherwise, he would be a dignified Nanyue Sword Saint, would he be invited out by a little girl with a few kind words?

But now that he heard this, Nangong Xuanqi felt a little harsh and a little embarrassed.

"Ahem...... That, Guanyin's eldest niece. ”

"Yes. ”

Tie Guanyin looks like an uncle despite orders, not to mention how well-behaved.

"What about me......"

Nangong Xuanqi pointed to his face and said with a serious face:

"It's Nanyue Sword Saint! It's Nangong Xuanqi!"

"I know. ”

"So, I've got to talk. ”

“......”

Tie Guanyin had a bad premonition, and said with a black line:

"What does Uncle Nangong mean?"

"I just said that if he takes my sword, I will let him go, so what about it, ahem......"

Nangong Xuanqi said with a fever on his face:

"I hope that Guanyin's niece will give me a little face. ”

"Well, a little bit of face. ”

After finishing speaking, Nangong Xuanqi quickly looked up at the sky, as if there was some mysterious scenery in the sky that attracted him, the great master.

"Hahahaha......"

As Nangong Xuanqi's words fell, there was a shrill and noisy laughter in the distance, like a broken gong, which should have hurt his throat.

I saw that the sword light of the sword stabbed by Nangong Xuanqi just now slowly dissipated, and a blood-red figure was exposed, he was covered in blood all over his body, and he no longer looked like a human form.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead! ha!!"

Seven Kills' faces were full of pain and madness, and he looked at Nangong Xuanqi and said:

"I took your sword, now let me go!"

"Miss Tie!"

"Big niece!"

Yan Xiaoliu and the wine fairy both walked over and looked at Tieguanyin.

At this moment, the Seven Kills were seriously injured, as long as Tie Guanyin gave an order, they were ten percent sure of taking him.

“...... Let him go!"

Tie Guanyin glanced at Nangong Xuanqi, who was still looking up at the sky beside him, relieving his embarrassment, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said.

The seven killings can be caught later, but Nangong Xuanqi's face can't be left ungiven.

"Haha, it is worthy of being the Nanyue Sword Saint, I have been defeated by seven kills, if I meet a disciple of the Nanyue Sword Sect in the future, I will definitely leave him alive. ”

Seven Kills endured the pain and left laughing.

"Hoo ......"

Nangong Xuanqi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the seven killings leaving, and then said to Tie Guanyin with a little flattery:

"Guanyin, don't worry, I only said to let him go, I didn't say that I wouldn't arrest him in the future.

His body has already planted my sword qi, and he is always being eaten by sword qi, and his own skills are also one in ten, so he will definitely not be able to run far.

When the day is over, I'll help you get him back.

I'm Nangong Xuanqi, I do what I say!"

The great master of the family, when it comes to this, what else can Tieguanyin do, of course forgive him.

"By the way, you guys ...... just now"

Nangong Xuanqi asked the others carefully.

"We didn't see anything, we didn't hear anything!"

Yan Xiaoliu and the wine fairy were excited, and hurriedly said loudly.

Then a look signaled, and the other gods immediately stood upright, stiffened their necks, and shouted loudly:

"We didn't see anything, we didn't hear anything!"

Nangong Xuanqi suddenly laughed embarrassedly:

"Oh, I didn't mean that either, but since it's your kindness, I'll take it personally.

If I hear any rumors on the rivers and lakes in the future, I believe it will not be from the Divine Catcher. ”

Everyone: "......"

The scene fell into an embarrassing and speechless situation for a while.

Then

“...... Help, is there anyone! Kill!"

There was a heart-rending, but heart-wrenching cry for help came from afar.

Tieguanyin: "Brother!"

The gods caught the division quickly: "Brother Jiang!"

Yan Xiaoliu: "Jiang Ping?"

Wine Immortal: "Jiang Xiao...... Child. ”

As he spoke, he avoided Tie Guanyin's increasingly dangerous eyes.

"Ahem, it turned out to be this kid, I'll come when I go. ”

And Nangong Xuanqi's eyes lit up, and he felt that this kid had come too timely.

Sou!

is worthy of being a great grandmaster, and when his body moves, it is a hundred meters in an instant.

"Huh?"

Jiang Ping was running for his life, when he found an unknown object suddenly appeared, he looked up, and saw a handsome middle-aged man with blazing eyes, as if he was about to tear off his pants.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Ping covered his ass nervously with his hands and staggered back a few steps.

"Little brother, I saw what you just did in the sky, and it was a good example. ”

Nangong Xuanqi looked like a senior master, looked at Jiang Ping a few more times, and suddenly sighed in surprise and asked:

"How old are you?"

Saying that, no matter what Jiang Ping meant, he stretched out his hand to grab it, Jiang Ping was like a fish that jumped ashore, and he was almost out of breath when he was touched by a big hand.

"Yes, yes, the bone age is less than twenty, and he has such skills at a young age, and he is pure and profound, and his qi veins are long, which should be a Taoist lineage.

Boy, do you have a teacher?"

Kind-hearted and highly qualified, this is the heart of love.

But just now he was touched, and he looked at Nangong Xuanqi's handsome face and those squinting eyes, Jiang Ping suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Although he had already guessed Nangong Xuanqi's identity at this moment, some principles were unchangeable.

"Senior, I have a master!"

In front of the ass and thighs, I choose the ass!

That's right, at this moment, I am a pure descendant of the Qingyunmen!

What, you say I'm not?

Come on, eat my perfect swordsmanship, Qingyun a sword!

"Is there a Master?"

Nangong Xuanqi sighed in disappointment, and then looked at Ling Chuan, whose eyes were red behind him, and who was chasing and killing, with a wave of his sleeves, he saw a sword qi entering Ling Chuan's body.