Finally, I waited for a powerful expert. My hands were already itching unbearably, and I felt like I was dozing off. Someone gave me a pillow.
"It seems that Qinggong is better than us."
"Is there any Qinggong that can beat us?" Zhou Yang asked curiously: "Isn't such a guy an unknown person?"
You must know that they are all great masters, and they have eaten Tianyun fruit and have advanced Qinggong movements.
At this point, people who can surpass my own speed are very rare in the world, and now I have seen them.
Xu Qingluo turned her head and rolled her eyes at him: "There are many people in the world who are better than us, don't think they are rare."
"Yes, yes." Zhou Yang replied with a smile.
He agreed with his words and looked perfunctory, obviously disapproving of it.
If you were in Shenjing, there might be many great masters who could surpass you, but after leaving Shenjing, there would be very few great masters who could defeat you.
Zhou Yu said softly: "Gong Gao is proud."
Zhou Yang was busy and solemn.
These words sounded familiar to me, as my uncle had always warned me that I was indeed a bit floating and not down to earth.
Xu Qingluo's speed increased again.
Zhou Yang and the others followed closely, but even so, two small black spots appeared behind them.
They had extraordinary eyesight and saw the true faces of these two little black dots.
But it was two middle-aged men, wearing purple robes, who were using Qinggong to chase after them. The purple robes stuck tightly to their skin, revealing flowing muscle lines.
As slender and powerful as a cheetah, it was breaking through the obstruction of the wind and getting closer and closer to the four of them.
Zhou Yang said: "Are these two brothers?"
These two middle-aged men have similar looks, thick eyebrows, big eyes, leopard eyes and lion noses, they are strong and rough, and their movements are almost the same, as if there is a thread leading them to move together.
After they saw the figures of the four people, their speed became faster and faster, as if there was a violent force pushing them forward, accelerating steadily.
In the distance, one could faintly hear the sound of wind and thunder, which seemed to be the sound of their bodies breaking through the obstruction of the wind, the friction between the strong energy and the wind.
"Hey, that's a very powerful movement." Zhou Yang's eyes lit up: "I'm about to be caught up."
"Speed up more!" Xu Qingluo snorted.
She was a lot faster again, like a fish swimming in the water, looking light and breaking through obstacles silently, completely different from the astonishing momentum of the two people behind her.
"Still running?" Zhou Yang had no choice but to speed up again.
Their aura was strong and endless, and after they raised their speed completely, they were like four shadows passing over the green grass, light and silent.
It had been a long time since they had run at full speed, and they all felt excited and happy.
The speed of the two middle-aged men behind them has already reached the highest level. They are more than two hundred meters apart, but they can no longer close the distance between them.
"Hehe..." Zhou Yang suddenly became happy.
As soon as he laughed, the two middle-aged men behind him suddenly accelerated again. The sound of wind and thunder became louder and rumbled closer.
Two hundred meters away, just a blink of an eye.
Xu Qingluo shouted: "Form up."
The four of them dispersed and drew their swords one after another.
Zhou Yang formed a formation and drew his sword while shouting: "It's powerful enough."
Four people surrounded the two men, pointing their swords at an angle, and stared at the two middle-aged men warily.
The two middle-aged men stopped and glanced at the four of them with eyes that were like lightning: "Which family and sect are you disciples of?"
Just when Zhou Yang was about to speak, Xu Qingluo smiled proudly and said lightly: "Sword Peak!...Who are you two?"
"Excalibur Peak?" The two middle-aged men frowned.
Their eyes showed suspicion and caution.
Xu Qingluo said proudly: "What are you going to do? Do you think my sword from Divine Sword Peak is not sharp enough?"
Zhou Yang didn't expect Xu Qingluo to pretend to be a disciple of Divine Sword Peak, and thought he was going to have a heart-pounding fight.
Xu Qingluo suddenly stabbed her.
The blade of the sword suddenly flashed with a purple light. As soon as the purple light appeared, the sword accelerated suddenly and reached the mouth of the middle-aged man who was speaking.
"Wait a minute." The middle-aged man stepped aside and said in a deep voice, "Misunderstanding."
Xu Qingluo snorted and sheathed her sword, and said impatiently: "Who are you?"
"Since you are a disciple of Shenjian Peak, please do so." The middle-aged man indicated that they could leave.
Zhou Yang shook his head secretly.
Are these two people too lax?
However, Xu Qingluo had no intention of leaving. She was a little reluctant and said proudly: "Who are you?"
Another middle-aged man said warmly: "Border Patrol Secretary."
"From the Border Patrol Division?" Zhou Yu frowned and said in a soft voice, "How come I haven't heard of any Border Patrol Division in the imperial court?"
"It was just established." The middle-aged man replied warmly: "I don't know this girl's name..."
Xu Qingluo hummed: "You are from the Border Patrol Department, what about your sect?"
"...Girl, you don't need to know, please stop." The middle-aged man clasped his fists and took a step back.
Shenjian Peak is bound to retaliate, and if these four people start agitating at Shenjian Peak, they will probably come back with revenge.
Shenjianfeng can do such a thing.
Especially since the four of them are young and are the sword masters of the eight divine swords, they are even more youthful and energetic.
"Do I really need to know?" Xu Qingluo looked like she was looking for trouble and said proudly, "You two are pretty good at Qinggong."
"Farewell." The two middle-aged men suddenly accelerated, with a faint sound of wind and thunder. They had already appeared a hundred meters away. In the blink of an eye, they were more than two hundred meters away, and then they turned into small black dots and gradually disappeared.
Xu Qingluo looked up.
The goshawk is still circling.
Zhou Yu said softly: "They really believe that we are from Divine Sword Peak."
"They dare not believe this arrogance." Zhou Yang chuckled.
He knew that the key was Xu Qingluo's sword, the Benthui Divine Sword, which was the unique sword technique of Divine Sword Peak.
These are the eight secret sword techniques of Divine Sword Peak that are not taught to anyone else. Those who can master them are the direct descendants of Divine Sword Peak.
Zhou Yang said: "Qinggong is powerful, but are they too soft? As soon as they heard that we were from Divine Sword Peak, they didn't dare to question us."
The qinggong of these two people is truly outstanding.
But it’s really a pity that we didn’t have a match.
Xu Qingluo rolled her eyes at him: "That's because you don't know the prestige of Shenjian Peak. If we really want to fight, we will be stuck in the quagmire. Let's go."
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Fakong glanced at them and nodded slightly.
They cooperated with each other to resolve this fight and performed well.
In the martial arts world, taking action is only the last step. If you can't help it, don't take action. The best solution is to use wisdom.
No matter how powerful the master is, once he takes action, it is difficult to say that he will not capsize in the gutter.
If you rely on force and run rampant, you will eventually encounter ghosts if you walk too much at night.
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A bright moon hangs in the sky.
Li Ying stood with her hands behind her hands in the courtyard, not practicing her sword.
Fa Kong suddenly appeared.
She glanced at Fakong and said calmly: "Prince Duan is looking for you?"
Fa Kong nodded.
"Can you please help me?" Li Ying asked.
Prince Duan would not have failed to collect information about Fakong and would have gone anyway without knowing Fakong's temperament.
It can only be said that Prince Duan's attitude was very impressive.
It was a different person, and Prince Duan was really grateful and heartbroken.
Fakong smiled: "It's impossible for me to stand up and testify that they are masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect."
Li Ying nodded.
This is natural.
Although Prince Duan asked for help, Daxueshan would have nothing to say if he came forward to testify.
But I always feel resentful and secretly dissatisfied.
And what are the benefits of standing up to testify against the Tianhai Sword Sect?
Earn the gratitude of Prince Duan?
Prince Duan's gratitude was not taken into account in his eyes, so in his eyes, this was an act that outweighed the gains and losses.
What's more, if he really wants to help himself, he doesn't have to use this method.
Fakong sat down at the stone table, poured a small red clay stove and brewed two cups of tea: "How is it? Have you thought of any counterattacks?"
Li Ying sat over, took a sip, and shook her head gently.
Fakong said: "It seems that the battle between the Tianhai Sword Sect and the Six Paths is inevitable."
Li Ying said solemnly: "The matter has come to this, Liu Dao has no choice."
Fakong shook his head: "The Six Paths still have choices."
"What choice?"
"Ask for help from the imperial court and ask the imperial court to stop the Tianhai Sword Sect."
Li Ying immediately laughed, shaking her head slightly with sarcasm on her lips.
Fakong said: "First assassinate you, and then deal with the Six Paths. Does the Tianhai Sword Sect really want to destroy the Six Paths?"
"If you can't destroy the Six Paths, you will have to inflict heavy damage."
"But this is not in line with the imperial court's ideas." Fakong said.
"It was the imperial court's idea to severely injure Diao Yuedao and the others."
"This moment is the same as the other moment." Fakong shook his head: "At that time, the Six Paths were too popular. After suffering heavy losses, they are no longer the same."
If the Tianhai Sword Sect and the Six Paths completely fell out and started fighting, I don't know how many people would die and how many innocent people would suffer.
In his opinion, this is really unnecessary.
As long as the imperial court intervenes, their disputes can be settled.
"The imperial court will not care." Li Ying said calmly: "They still prefer the Tianhai Sword Sect."
Fakong said: "This move does seem to be a sign of weakness and undermines the prestige of the Six Paths, but the original attraction of the Six Paths is not the prestige, but the martial arts."
Those who practice demonic arts in the world are not coveting the reputation of the Six Paths of the Demonic Sect, but the martial arts of the Demonic Secret Book are powerful and quick to achieve.
As long as this remains unchanged, regardless of the prestige of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, there will be a steady stream of people practicing demonic skills and thus entering the Six Paths of the Demon Sect.
"This will severely damage the morale of Liu Dao." Li Ying said.
"It's time for the disciples of the Six Paths to calm down their temper," Fakong said.
Even though under the Tianhai Sword Sect, the Six Paths of the Demon Sect seem like a little daughter-in-law who is being bullied, in fact, outside the Tianhai Sword Sect, the disciples of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect rely on their strength in numbers and have very bad tempers, and they often use their power to bully others.
Li Ying shook her head gently: "Difficult,...difficult!"
There are still six paths now, and this demon king of mine is only the demon king of the future, and is far from being able to unify them now.
None of the top leaders of any of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect wanted to ask for help from the imperial court.
Although asking for help from the imperial court was a shortcut, it weakened his voice and showed weakness, which would inevitably damage his status in the eyes of his disciples.
What's more, Liu Dao's new and old hatred for Tianhai Sword Sect has not yet reached the point of being completely defeated, and he still thinks that he can have an arm-wrestling with Tianhai Sword Sect.
Asking for help from the imperial court at this time is almost like kneeling down to beg, and all the disciples of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect are not ashamed of it.
Fakong looked at Li Ying.
Li Ying turned her head away and did not meet his eyes.
Fakong sighed: "You want to personally assassinate Xie Daochun?"
Li Ying frowned and glared at him, but said nothing.
I knew I couldn't hide it from Fakong.
Fakong shook his head and said, "I advise you not to go."
Li Ying hummed: "Are they really that strong?"
Fakong nodded slowly: "You can deal with one or two, but you can't deal with a sword formation formed by eight people."