Chu Tianqing's tone was calm, but when these words fell into Liu Mofeng's ears, they were particularly harsh, his face was particularly ugly, looking at the indifferent look revealed in the white-clothed man's Danfeng eyes, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If Senior Brother Liu doesn't want to do it himself, then Chu doesn't mind doing it for him. ”

Chu Tianqing looked at Liu Mofeng, who had been frightened, indifferent in his heart, holding the long sword with an indifferent expression, and walked forward step by step. Every time he took a step, the fear on Liu Mofeng's face became more and more intense.

When the distance between the two was only ten steps, Liu Mofeng's eyes were full of fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "I, I know that I am wrong, I will definitely not dare to do it again in the future, and I hope that Senior Brother Chu will be magnanimous and spare me this time, as long as I ...... As long as Senior Brother Chu is willing to spare me, even if it is to be a cow and a horse in the future, I am also willing!"

Hearing this, Chu Tianqing couldn't help but sneer: "Even if I want to spare you, the rules of Shuyun Gate can't bypass you." ”

When Liu Mofeng heard this, he sighed in his heart, his face was full of fear, he immediately gritted his teeth, turned over and jumped up, his body jumped, and he wanted to escape, but he didn't expect that he had just taken a step on his front foot, and a fierce sword qi was swayed out.

The sword qi hit the nail on the head, and directly cut off Liu Mofeng's thigh, Liu Mofeng screamed in pain, his body became more and more slender, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Chu Tianqing's face was gloomy, his cold gaze fell on Liu Mofeng, and he sneered: "Come when you say you, leave when you say you go, should you be visiting the kiln?"

The audience was dead silent, the needle drop could be heard, the white clothes were carrying a long sword, pacing proudly, walking towards Liu Mofeng, with murderous intent on his face, and the blue light on the sword flowed.

Seeing this, Liu Mofeng couldn't help but tremble, his face was like a mourning concubine, revealing a very ugly crying face, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Senior brother spare your life, junior brother spare your life!"

It's just that Chu Tianqing turned a deaf ear to Liu Mofeng's continuous begging for mercy, walked in front of Liu Mofeng with a sneer, raised his sword, and directly broke the tendons and veins on Liu Mofeng's legs.

"This sword is because you ignore the rules of Shuyun Gate. ”

Chu Tianqing's cold voice sounded from the Lingwu platform, not only Liu Mofeng, who was picked off his foot warp, but also many disciples outside the arena, who were stunned because of this scene.

Who would have known that this seemingly gentle and jade-like Chu family heirloom would have such a vigorous and resolute hand!

However, Chu Tianqing looked useless, this kind of thing in front of him that broke people's meridians, if compared with the Kyushu Conference, it would be a bit of a small fight.

In that Kyushu Conference, it was far more bloody than the current matter of picking and breaking bones, and there were more cases of killing people and being killed, and Chu Tianqing's heart would naturally change, so it was better to pick up his old business than to let him pretend to be a decent man and gentleman in a high-sounding manner.

In Liu Mofeng's eyes full of fear, Chu Tianqing raised his long sword again, "This sword is because you killed your fellow disciple in vain." ”

The cold light of the tip of the sword flickered, and in an instant, all the meridians on Liu Mofeng's hands and feet were cut off, and even if such injuries could be recovered in the future, they would inevitably be infected with irreparable hidden diseases.

Liu Mofeng was extremely frightened, because after Fang had just sacrificed his natal essence blood, his face was pale, and he had no power to resist, after being picked off and breaking the meridians of his limbs, an incomprehensible pain spread all over his body, and a trace of outright fear spread in his heart.

"The last sword, because of your yin and evil nature, you have gone astray in cultivating immortals!"

Before Chu Tianqing could hand over the next sword, an old deep shout came from a leisurely voice, suddenly east, suddenly west, and he couldn't tell where it came from.

The voice had just settled, and I saw a sword qi, which was swaying out from the distant sky, the sword qi was cyan and bright, and the sword intent was majestic, even if Tang Yi was watching under the Lingwu platform, he couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

That sword qi flickered one after another in the air, and then with a whoosh, it rushed into Liu Mofeng's body.

"Ahh

When that sword qi rushed into Liu Mofeng's body, he fell to his knees, his face was hideous, his expression was distorted, and a cry of pain resounded sharply throughout the entire Lingwu platform.

Liu Mofeng only felt that there seemed to be a flame burning in his body, scorching his internal organs, and in the mud pill palace on the top of his acupoint, there was a burst of buzzing, trance, and endless pain spread in Liu Mofeng's body, Rao was with Chu Tianqing's concentration, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw this.

Seeing this, the six immortal masters on the Lingwu high platform were all shocked, Dong Lushan immediately looked horrified, stared at the scene in that scene, and said in a trembling voice: "This is ...... Conscience Sword!"

Tang Yi frowned and looked in the direction of the sword qi swinging, and then the six pavilion masters on the high platform also looked at each other one after another.

I saw that above the distant sky, it was the Tsing Yi Imperial Sword, standing in the air, with an old face and an indifferent expression, overlooking the huge Shu world.

Chu Tianqing on the Lingwu platform also raised his eyes, looked at the Tsing Yi figure in the void of the sword, smiled, held the sword and bowed to the Tsing Yi man, and said with a respectful smile: "Thank you Zhao seniors for your help!"

The man in green clothes with the sword was expressionless, nodded noncommittally, and did not stop there, his mind quietly turned, and the blade of the long sword that he stepped on under his feet turned and soared, disappearing into the sky of the extreme north.

Dong Lushan, Hou Min and the others looked at the figure in Tsing Yi that disappeared into the sky, and they all looked in a trance, but Li Qiuyue still showed a calm look on her face and muttered softly.

"That's Zhao Jianxian who killed Beixuan three hundred years ago?"

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Dongxuan, Daming Kingdom.

As the capital of the Ming Kingdom, Yu'an City is full of traffic and crowds, which can be described as a prosperous scene.

The sentence "Nine days open the palace, and all countries worship the crown" refers to the sentence "Nine days open the palace, and all countries are clothed and crowned" refers to this ancient city of Yu'an, which has stood for thousands of years.

As a great country in the east, the Ming Kingdom has 70 cities and counties, a population of 10,000, 200,000 Jiashi in the west, Zhenning Sui, and 300,000 iron cavalry in the south.

More than ten years ago, in the Spring and Autumn War, the Ming Kingdom was with 300,000 iron horsemen in southern Xinjiang, stepping on one small country after another, one city after another, and taking the barren land in the northwest as the boundary to build cities to resist foreign races.

Outside the city of Yu'an, there are two horsemen who come from the dust, a man and a woman, the man is dressed in black, wearing a double sword at his waist, his appearance is not outstanding, but his temperament is not like a layman. The woman dressed in a brocade dress can be described as good-looking, slender, even if it is not a country and a city, but she can definitely afford the word "beauty".

"I haven't come to Daming for a few years, Yu'an City has not changed much, it is still this magnificent scene, and it really lives up to the reputation of 'thousands of officials look forward to Yu'an, and all countries worship Hanyuan'. ”

The man in black stopped his horse, slowed down, and slowly entered the city, looking at this prosperous ancient capital, and sighed sincerely.

The woman in green clothes smiled noncommittally: "There is a huge Yu'an City, which has not been peaceful in the past few years, and in this city, I am afraid that there are no less than thirty dead eagle dogs in the palace alone. ”

The man in black didn't seem to hear what the woman said, and when he reached the city gate, he turned over and dismounted, led the tall horse, walked slowly, and stopped for a while after entering the city, found a wine shop on the side of the street, and sat down leisurely.

He asked Xiao Er for two pots of sake, turned his head to look at the majestic palace in the inner city, and said with a smile: "I wonder if Senior Sister Moxue has ever heard of the two uniques of the Ming Kingdom?"

Tang Moxue, who was dressed in brocade, shook her head, "Although I was born in the Ming Dynasty, I grew up in Shuyun since I was a child, and when I came to the Ming Kingdom, I only went to the palace twice, and I never came to Yu'an. ”

Wei Ling drank a cup of himself, "The Daming Iron Cavalry is a must, but the 300,000 Iron Riders are all in the hands of the King of Huainan, to put it more clearly, it is not the thing in power on the dragon chair in the palace; ”

"According to rumors, the one on the dragon chair of the Ming Kingdom today can be regarded as a merry emperor, the ancients often said, 'three thousand red apricots are full of spring', but the beauty that this merry emperor holds in his hand, that is only three thousand?"

After drinking a glass of wine, Wei Ling relieved the tiredness of the long journey, and when he looked at the luxurious palace, he couldn't help but smile strangely:

"It is said that this merry emperor has three good, good poetry and painting, good wine, better beauty, more than ten years ago in the Spring and Autumn War, the kings of the other two countries are all collecting the world's rare treasures, literati and talents, but the one on the dragon chair today is good, do not treasure strange treasures, only accept the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, do not seek capable people, only seek pink beauties. ”

Speaking of this, Wei Ling smiled: "In the palace of many dynasties where mountains and rivers were broken, there were many women with transcendent appearances who were taken captive into the palace of the Ming Dynasty by one of his edicts...... Tsk, if it were me, even if I didn't want the world, I would think about taking that palace into my pocket!"

Tang Moxue just looked at the majestic city and was stunned, ignoring Wei Ling's gag words, and after a long time, she joked to Wei Ling: "Senior Brother Wei Ling's three times into the Western Chu Imperial Palace was like a leisurely stroll, and it was not easy to take the head of the person on the dragon chair?"

When Wei Ling heard this, he sighed helplessly:

"As big as the rise and fall of the world, the change of dynasties, as small as a person's birth, old age, sickness and death, there is a way to follow in this world, to put it in layman's terms, there is a thing called luck in this world, whether it is a mortal martial artist, or an immortal spirit, can not escape the constraints of this luck. Since that emperor can sit on the dragon chair, he must be a person with great luck, when I entered the Western Chu Imperial City three times, it was not the same as returning in vain, and I almost gave my life in the hands of the martial artist who used the sword."

When Tang Moxue heard this, she smiled: "If you say this, Senior Brother Tianqing can be regarded as a person with great luck?"

Wei Ling was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Even if you have great luck, I'm afraid it's not as good as the one in Southern Xinjiang, I'm afraid that no matter how hard that kid in Tianqing works, it will be difficult to reach the eleventh or twelfth of that one in Southern Xinjiang...... However, the immortal cultivator should have cut off the dust, the position of the king of Huainan, and even the 300,000 iron horsemen in southern Xinjiang, for Tianqing, it is not something that is difficult to give up. ”

Tang Moxue was noncommittal, got up and drank a glass of sake, and took a deep breath: "The general trend of the world, the rise and fall of luck, are not within our control, what we can do is to serve the palace and kill the loach that slipped into the Ming Kingdom for the palace." ”

Wei Ling also got up, shook the handle of the knife, and there was a cold light in his eyes, but he still looked leisurely, and said in that half-tone:

"If you want to touch the loaches in troubled waters, you are bound to fall into the stinky quagmire of the Ming Kingdom!"