The sword spike on the hilt of the sword on Xiang Ranchen's waist trembled with a strange sound, and the index finger of Xiang Ranchen's left hand gently stroked the hilt, and the sword spike immediately stopped shaking, and a layer of true yuan that could not be seen by the naked eye rolled and protected within a foot of Xiang Ranchen's body, and within a foot, any fluctuations could not make waves.

In his left hand, he held the hilt of the sword at his waist, and a wave of mysterious fluctuations rushed away the sound of the wine glass vibrating. And the wine glass that stood still on the table was shaken by this mysterious sound.

A drop of wine, when it was about to fall, the moon was boundless and flicked its fingers in the air, and the wine drops ran directly to the fragrant dust. And in this layer of invisible mystery, the wine droplets slowly evaporated, but when the water drops were one foot away, the wine drops were almost completely volatilized, and at that moment when the wine droplets were still a little bit, they changed and regenerated. A drop of wine that was originally volatilized bloomed into a flower, which became bright red, but the petals were like a knife blade, very sharp. You can get a glimpse of it from the sound of the wind breaking in mid-air.

In vain, this is the idea in Xiang Dychen's heart, although the moves are exquisite, but there is no strong true yuan, like a fist embroidered legs, unbearable.

Just a foot away, the petals overflowed, leaving only fragments of the floor and the fragrance that filled the room.

"Dao Huahou made a move, but he didn't use his strength, Xiao Wu?"

"I have never underestimated it, but it is inconvenient, so it is the limit. Why bother with each other?"

Holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand, he waved it slightly to the right: "This is the limit, who believes that when the Dao Flower is innate and enlightened, he can cross the innate realm and slash the master of the Suffering Destruction Zen Realm of the Imperial Qi Realm." Such a means is better than today. ”

"Mr. Xiang, what do you want to express?"

He pulled out his sword with his right hand and pointed at Yue Wuya: "All kinds of circumstances are suspicious, please uncover the black veil, see the true face of the Hou Ye, and confirm the injury." Otherwise, I will return to the Imperial Capital Road and meet Your Majesty, and it will be difficult to explain. ”

"Ahem, ahem. "If there is a breath of nothingness, it is not all because the moon is endless, but that his body is indeed full of cakes, and the body of the earth soul has not stopped since he was born.

"These rumors, Mr. Xiang's great Confucianism, will also believe it? Oh, that's right, after all, Confucianism has the world in mind, no matter who it is, it must pay attention to evidence when speaking, so he specially came to deal with the symptoms?"

Holding his heart, as if his cough had improved, he said slowly: "But what about the two lords? Would you rather believe the rhetoric of the violent spirit, and would rather be calculated by them? Or will you lose face with this marquis? Is this what Your Majesty wants to see? Or is this what the three lords above want to see? Or? This is what you want to see!"

Bai Mutong's eyes shrank, and he hurriedly said: "Hou Ye is angry, Hou Ye is the first marquis to be pardoned by my great cadres in the Central Plains, how can the two of us have other ideas? And Mr. Xiang is also to let the world shut down, so as not to ruin Hou Ye's reputation." It's all for me, why is Master Hou so angry. ”

"Master Bai said it well, cough cough ......" sighed, hoping that the matter would be suppressed: "Since this is the case, then do superficial work and directly declare to the outside world that it is a rumor of the remnants of the Storm Spirit, so why come here to force each other?"

Everyone understands this, but Kashiwa Mouton has roughly deduced a shocking fact, and Qi Huan also has some belief after these things, as well as the meticulous Xiang Dyed Dust. No one would give in to Qianhuai's prevarication.

After Xiang Ranchen put his hands on his back, he turned to look out of the door: "My Confucian disciple does things, and he just wants to have a clear conscience." ”

Looking at the back of Xiang Zhanchen, Yue Wuya raised his eyebrows: "Heh? Have a clear conscience? Do you have to be laughed at by the people of the world?

"Jun Jian has never tried, only seeking profit and brightness. ”

Accompanied by the sound of a sword unsheathed, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that a sword unsheathed is the most fearful. But the Confucian disciples are upright, so they naturally don't care about this, they directly draw their swords out of the sheath, take steps under their feet, and dance swords in their hands, even if it is just a few sword flowers, but they still feel like immortals dancing swords. This is the six music of the six arts of the gentleman, like dancing steps, and like dancing with a sword.

"Thousands of miles and thousands of cities. To Ben Hou out of the sword, so bold!" A bright light burst out under the black veil.

'Bu Qianhuai's real strength is not good, how can I not feel his Xuan Binggang's strength?' Qi Huan secretly transmitted, but Bai Moutong's body did not move, but his eyes swept to the side to look at the two of them, but he was shocked to find that Bu Qianhuai's proud Dao Gate Cold Ice True Qi had no sign at all, as if the True Yuan had been abolished.

Qi Huan cautiously looked at Bu Qianhuai on the high seat, and his heart was also like Bai Moutong, if it weren't for this Bu Qianhuai, it was really fake? What Ling Chao said, was it true or not?

"Then what should I do? Help Mr. Xiang, but if the idea is wrong, I'm afraid that your career and mine will come to an end!"

Kashiwagi didn't smile: "It's so big, do you feel any innate strength?"

Qi Huan lowered his head and thought about it, as if he had acquiesced to all of Kashiwagen's thoughts, but he also had his own calculations. After all, Xiang Dye Chen is also a top master of Qi Resistance, and the teaching of Tianru Academy is now the law of the six arts. Now that Qianhuai's strength has retreated, I am afraid that one person can take it.

The sword is engraved with poems and scriptures, and the golden words visible to the naked eye around it contain a truth. In other words, every word can suppress a martial arts master of the acquired realm. And these words turned into poems, which is multiplied by power, and Xiang Dye Chen obviously wants to defeat the enemy with one move. It can be seen that Xiang Dye Chen is really a clean and neat person.

The flowers and plants spread, the flowers opened, and they directly served as a big shield, standing straight between the two parties.

"If this is still the case, Hou Ye should show his face today to prove his innocence!" The vertical forward finger of the sword is drawn in a circle like a sword, and the surrounding gold characters are typeset into verses, reflecting a different golden light.

Yue Wuya watched the other two also gearing up, not only was he a little at ease, but since this was the case, the previous plan was completely correct.

Only a knife sounded, and the poems condensed by the incense stained dust suddenly shattered, and the surrounding words twisted and disappeared. Bai Moutong, Qi Huan, and Xiang Zhanchen immediately felt a huge True Yuan covering the three of them, and they didn't dare to move. It's as if just a slight movement will be contaminated with some great horror.

In an instant, a cold sweat left on Qi Huan's forehead. If the innate qi master does not have a large consumption, he can go without eating or drinking for a month, and sweat can also be said to be free to collect and release. But this cold sweat was left unconsciously. A person like Xiang Ranchen, who does things neatly and neatly, is also directly still and does not dare to move, that power, like the majestic power he felt in the old dean of Tianru Academy, is the most terrifying handful of people in the rivers and lakes, and is the real ruler of this rivers and lakes, the top innate person!

Yue Wuya looked at the three of them with frightened eyes, knowing that time was enough, he also coughed lightly: "Thank you Master for solving the problem." ”

After that, the coercion of the true yuan that shrouded the three of them immediately dissipated, if it weren't for the fact that the golden characters around the incense stained dust had disappeared without a trace, the three of them would definitely think that it was just a dream.

And this is also one thing that Yue Wuya seeks Jiuqiansheng, in the eyes of Jiuqiansheng, Yue Wuya did not do evil, and let Yiqi Xing appear in the world, thinking of this, Jiuqiansheng's face couldn't help but blush. Then he cleared his throat, making his voice change from warm to a little demonic, although he knew that they had not heard the voice of the black sin peacock, but his voice was not difficult to recognize, plus Bu Qianhuai had a relationship with his own Xiantian identity, if it was still a warm voice, it would inevitably be noticed: "Three juniors, retreat." ”

As if they had been amnestied, the three of them immediately bowed their hands and said, "Thank you, Lord Peacock." Then he bowed his hand towards Yue Wuyan: "Misunderstanding and misunderstanding, please don't blame Master Hou, you will definitely be guilty of asking for guilt in the future!"

Yue Wuya didn't hold it up, and waved his robe: "No need." Please!"