This middle-aged scribe is the nineteenth-ranked Equality King among the thirty-six archdeacons of the Demon Suppression Palace, a real accumulating immortal, and one of the few people in the Demon Suppression Hall who are expected to break through the Earth Immortal Realm in the year of Jiazi. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The smile on the face of the king of equality was kind, but the sneer in his heart was not stopped, the three archdeacons entered Qizhou one after another, and the fool couldn't see that there was something strange in this, Bacheng found the trace of the young master of the Sword Sect, and now it seems that it is not true, let him be the yellow finch behind the cicada mantis.

If the lord of the Demon Suppression Hall is the emperor on top, and the chief deacon is the first auxiliary minister, then it can be roughly divided into two parties, one party is headed by the third-ranked King Jizo, and the other party is headed by the second-ranked Emperor Xudu. In this regard, the master of the Demon Suppression Palace, Chenye, was just playing with the balancing power technique and did not interfere too much, so this kind of party struggle intensified.

The Southern Ghost Emperor is the person of the Emperor of Xudu, but the King of Equality is the person of the King of Jizo, so the Southern Ghost Emperor will bypass the King of Equality and order the three of Wucheng Tianguan and Niutou Ma Mian to enter Qizhou to hunt down Xu Beiyou.

At present, the scene of the praying mantis catching the cicada and the yellow finch behind, especially the fact that King Ping lightly blocked the bull's head and took Xu Beiyou, no matter how you look at it, it is a good move on the side of the King of Jizo.

Regarding the words of the King of Equality, Ma Mian took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Since Lord King Ping said so, then how about we go to the chief deacon to argue right and wrong?"

King Ping smiled and shook his head: "These are all side matters, we can discuss them later, but the young master of the Sword Sect is very important, I will personally escort him back to the Demon Suppression Palace, in order to avoid the leakage of news, I also have to ask the two colleagues to stay in Qizhou for a while longer."

The horse's face changed color, and he said, "Do you still want to do it with our husband and wife?

King Ping chuckled and said, "If there is a merit of grabbing the young master of the Sword Sect, it is not a sin to be a great sin. ”

At this point, there is no need to continue.

The bull head didn't need to speak with a horse's face, but was already angry and strode forward.

Each step weighed like a mountain, leaving deep footprints on the ground, and his hands intertwined into fists, slamming into the head of the middle-aged scribe.

The king of equality, who was dressed in a Confucian shirt, still stretched out his hand, stretched out his five fingers into a palm, grabbed the fist of the bull head lightly, and then shook his hand, and the fierce bull head was actually a stumbling, constantly retreating, and almost fell.

The bull head roared angrily, exerted force with both feet, and rushed forward again.

A deep ravine nearly a hundred zhang long appeared on the ground behind him, and the aftermath even caused the surrounding ground to collapse to varying degrees, and the whistling sound converged into a roar, which was so fierce that it was a mess.

Then I saw that Wang Yun waved his sleeves lightly, and the three zhang in front of him suddenly became blurred, like real and illusory, like a very unreal mirage, extremely close and very far away, close enough to be within reach, far enough to be like the edge of the sky.

The bull head felt that he was still rushing forward, but the distance between him and the King of Equality did not shrink by half a minute, and the short distance seemed to be eternal, and even the King of Equality seemed to have become a flower in the mirror, and it was impossible to see.

Different from the powerful witch scriptures from the ancient witch religion, this is the orthodox Taoist Xuantong, the king of equality was born in Tianquan Peak, Tianquan Peak is the best at the means of the sleeve, and the king of equality is also the true inheritance, although it is not yet the realm of a sleeve, but it is easy to build a mirage with a qi mechanism, and it is the best at winning by skill.

The bull head was trapped between the mirages and could not escape, and the horse gritted his teeth, and the twin swords in his hands rose into flames, slashing at the King of Equality.

This pair of double swords is also a treasure, the flame on the sword, the most rigid to the yang, specializing in all kinds of yin and evil things, and it also has a miraculous effect on dealing with the left path of the side door, but it is a pity that it is of little use in the face of people from authentic origins such as King Equality.

The King of Equality just smiled and waved his sleeves again.

Countless qi turned into thin threads, like a gentle drizzle, extinguishing the flames on the sword in an instant, and then entangled and wrapped the horse's surface layer by layer, making her unable to move.

He said lightly: "Of the thirty-six archdeacons of the Demon Suppression Palace, the tenth place is a great watershed, and all of the top ten who can rank in the top ten are all great masters of the Earth Immortal Realm. The twentieth place is another watershed, more than twenty people are in the realm of immortals, all of them are good hands, with these two watersheds as the boundary, there is never anything below the top, you husband and wife deal with the immortal realm of small families and small households, relying on supernatural means can still cross the border and fight, but how can we win when our own family fights?"

Ma Mian sneered: "What a nineteenth-ranked equal king, he has the ability to say these things with the Southern Ghost Emperor, what kind of prestige is he playing with our husband and wife?!"

King Ping smiled and said: "You don't have to make such a clumsy provocation, even if I dare to confront him face to face in front of the hall master, I want to ask him, Qizhou is the place I am responsible for, why did the young master of the Sword Sect pass through Qizhou, and he, the archdeacon in charge, did not inform me, but sent the three of you separately?"

On the other side, after Xu Beiyou was slapped to the ground by King Ping, the qi in his body completely collapsed under this palm, and he wanted to struggle to get up, but he couldn't stand up, so he could only sit up with Tianlan's support, and spit out a mouthful of stagnant blood.

He could only smile helplessly.

In the eyes of many people who don't know the inside story, the young master of the Sword Sect is really a big name, but only he understands that this is just an empty name, except for a few swords left by the master, there is nothing else. The children of ordinary families still have elders to rely on, and after the death of Gongsun Zhongmou, he really seeks everything for himself.

Xu Beiyou didn't know who his parents were since he was a child, he was adopted by Han Xuan, and when he got older, his appearance grew, and he turned out to be a rich and noble face of a northerner and a southerner, extremely beautiful, Han Xuan felt that his parents should be from the south of the Yangtze River, but somehow they fell to the northwest, so they named him Beiyou.

As for why he didn't follow Han Xuan's surname Han, but his surname was Xu, it was because Xu Beiyou had a jade pendant engraved with a double Xu.

Han Xuan disdained to rob other people's sons, so he asked Xu Beiyou to still be surnamed Xu, and never regarded himself as an adoptive father.

Xu Beiyou's palms trembled, he groped in his arms for a long time, and took out two jade pendants.

One is his own, and the other is given to her by Xiao Zhinan.

The night before he left Xiaofangzhai, Han Xuan once bluntly said, I Han Wenbi can't compare to Gongsun Zhongmou, I don't have the cultivation of the sky, I am just an old Confucian who has no power to tie the chicken, and what I have in my hand is only the incense accumulated before, if you can't return to the temple, you are really a useless scholar, if you want to go to Jiangnan, I can't help too much, everything depends on yourself.

Xu Beiyou said at the time that Emperor Xiao left the Eastern Capital alone, and he was also alone, but in the end, he led an army of 100,000 to the city, forcing the princes on the temple to go out of the city to greet him.

Han Xuan, who had witnessed Emperor Xiao's entry into the Eastern Capital, was silent for a long time, and finally just sighed.

It would be a joke to die here like this.

Xu Beiyou inadvertently turned his head to look and his eyes widened suddenly.

King Ping had just restrained the two of them, when he caught a glimpse of a middle-aged Confucian in green clothes walking towards Xu Beiyou.

King Equality's heart was shocked, and he turned sharply, and his body swept back, as if he were facing a great enemy.

The face of the Confucian in the green shirt does not seem to be confused by his age, but his temples are already white, but this does not detract from the elegance of the Confucian scholar in the slightest, but adds three points of vicissitudes.

Confucius Shiwen said in a gentle voice, "Chen Gongyu in the Lower Wei Kingdom, he had an old relationship with this young man's elders many years ago, and today I am here, I want to discuss with a few masters of the Demon Suppression Palace, can you let him go?"

King Ping said coldly: "Chen Gongyu, this person is Gongsun Zhongmou's personal disciple, the matter is very important, he is the person who personally ordered the arrest of the real person in charge of the sect, you are a Confucian gentleman, but it is not your turn to take care of the affairs of our Daomen!"

Chen Gongyu smiled lightly: "That is not to discuss?"

The King of Equality did not speak, but the qi that was full of qi around him had already shown his attitude.

Chen Gongyu nodded, his smile still gentle.