Since killing the eight Hedao cavalry in Baidi City, Xiang Que gradually had a rough estimate of the realm strength in Dongtian Paradise. To put it mildly, in his opinion, all of them were
Ant, I am not bragging at all. It is very relaxing and enjoyable for him to fight alone against four or five people of the same level.
Facing this second-generation official of Sanqingguan, it is not difficult for Xiang Quesheng, but the difficulty is that he cannot be cruel to him. He asked his father to be his bodyguard, but if you treat his son
He was beaten so badly that if his father didn't even recognize him, how could he have the nerve to speak to the Master of Sanqing Guanzhu? Therefore, Xiang Que was helplessly beaten. He had to make the other party stand at attention and say "conquer" while avoiding hurting Zhao Jia.
Mu Qing, this battle was indeed a bit hard.
Xiang Que worked hard, and Zhao Jiamuqing worked even harder. He found that even if he tried his best, the other party seemed to be calm and relaxed. There was no pressure at all, his breathing was even, his face was not red, and his heart was not beating. It was like the two of them.
It's the same as discussing.
"Are you all dead? Come here and take action," the furious Zhao Jiamuqing jumped to his feet and shouted.
The bitch who had been almost crippled by Xiang Que had no choice but to join the fighting group. Zhao Jiamuqing was a spoiled child in Sanqingguan, and would get a little frustrated after a slight setback.
Xiang Que is a little tired of being beaten, am I trying to coax the child?
"Whoa!" Xiang Que suddenly jumped up behind a disciple of Sanqingguan. He stretched out his hands and caught the sword that the opponent was stabbing at him in his palms. He stretched out his hand and raised his leg to kick the opponent in the stomach. He flipped his hands.
He held the opponent's sword in his hand.
Three swords in a row were struck on the wrists of several Sanqingguan disciples. After three blood flowers exploded, Zhao Jiamuqing was the only one in the field who could fight.
When Zhao Jiamuqing saw this, he suddenly became excited. He waved his paper fan randomly a few times and was about to jump out. Xiang Que snorted and swung the long sword out with a shake of his hand. The sword seemed to have eyes.
Normally, he would ride his sword and go straight to Zhao Jiamuqing.
"Dang" the tip of the sword was pressed against the paper fan, lying motionless in mid-air.
Looking at the tip of the sword less than two centimeters away from her face across the fan, Zhao Jiamuqing's cold sweat suddenly fell down, and her calf cramped.
Xiang Que frowned and said, "I'm here to beg your father, not you...go back."
Zhao Jiamuqing stretched his neck and shouted: "You can't hurt me. If I lose a hair, you will definitely not be able to leave Sanqing Mountain."
Xiang Que said speechlessly: "I'm just trying to scare you, what are you doing?"
The long sword that was on the fan suddenly broke into several pieces and fell at Zhao Jiamuqing's feet. He was so frightened that he shrank his neck and screamed: "Stop, stop, I won't fight."
Isn’t it okay?”
Xiang Que waved his hand and said: "Go away, go away, remember that other people are crazy about picking up girls. Next time you provoke me, I will beat you so hard that you don't even know your father."
You, take care of your crotch, you can’t get your hands on all kinds of women. If you want to use me as a side dish to pick up girls, I don’t mind fucking your crotch to pieces, do you understand?”
Zhao Jiamuqing subconsciously touched his lower body, glared at Xiang Que bitterly, then jumped on Bai He's back, left a harsh word and withdrew: "You wait..."
Xiang Que stretched out his hand and made a move. The fragments of the broken sword on the ground suddenly floated up and slashed straight towards the white crane in the air. A broken sword brushed against the white crane's neck and swept past. A bunch of white feathers fluttered from the sky.
Falling in the air.
Bai He let out a mournful scream, and Zhao Jiamuqing was so frightened that he almost fell off his back. Seeing this, several losers quickly helped him and left.
Immediately, Xiang Que turned around and returned to the room.
What no one saw was that after everyone left, a figure in the distance glanced at Bai He, and then followed him very quickly.
Wu Bingran rushed all the way to the front hall in a hurry and rushed to the place where Zhao Qingfeng, Elder Qingyun, and Yang Qingzhu were talking.
"Bang Dang" Wu Bingran pushed the door open and Qingyun scolded: "What are you doing in a hurry? There are no rules at all"
Wu Bingran said urgently: "Master, Master, Zhao Jiamuqing has gone to find Xiang Que."
Zhao Qingfeng frowned and asked, "What is he going to do?"
A cunning look flashed in Yang Qingzhu's eyes, and no one present could smell a hint of conspiracy coming from her.
Zhao Qingfeng glanced at Yang Qingzhu. He knew his son very well. He knew why Zhao Jiamuqing went to Xiang Que without even thinking about it.
"After giving birth to such a fool, I should have just strangled him to death." Zhao Qingfeng was really convinced. He was bargaining with Yang Qingzhu here, but who would have thought that Zhao Jiamuqing would take the initiative to give someone to him?
Did he throw himself into his arms? It was a good deal, but he suddenly messed it up.
Zhao Qingfeng sighed and said to Yang Qingzhu: "If he dies, will his body be of little value to Baidi City?"
Yang Qingzhu said: "Who will die?"
"Xiang Que..." Zhao Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Mu Qing is a spoiled child who doesn't know how to act properly. I know this son very well. He must have brought someone to find Xiang Que.
, Conflict is inevitable. If he misses, the life or death of Xiang Que will be difficult to predict."
"Guanzhu Zhao may be worried about the wrong person," Yang Qingzhu said.
"What do you mean"
Yang Qingzhu smiled and said softly: "Xiang Que fled all the way from Baidi City to Luofu Mountain and killed eight of our Baidi City cavalrymen on the way. Do you think Zhao Jiamuqing and the others are as strong as these eight cavalrymen?
Therefore, I say that you are worried about the wrong person. You should be worried about the noble master. As for Xiang Que, I am sure that if he scares the killer, Zhao Jiamuqing may be in danger."
"Ugh!" Zhao Qingfeng and Taoist Priest Qingyun were stunned at the same time, and they asked in disbelief: "Is it true?"
The two of them always thought that everything Wu Bingran said was fabricated or was deceived by Xiang Que. They didn't believe that one person could kill eight people of the same level. But at this time, Yang Qingzhu's words
If you say it from your mouth, your credibility will be much greater.
Wu Bingran continued: "Master, didn't I tell you that Xiang Que killed eight cavalrymen on the way to be chased? In the end, even Lin Wenzhao failed to catch him. Instead, he was asked to take Miss Yang to Luofu Mountain."
Zhao Qingfeng's face turned pale as he walked out of the room and shouted urgently: "Come, go to the back hall..."
"Dang!" Suddenly, a bell rang quietly from the highest peak of Sanqing Mountain.
The expressions of Zhao Qingfeng, Taoist Priest Qingyun and Wu Bingran all changed drastically.
This is the death knell of Sanqing Temple. Whenever the bell rings, it means that an important figure in Sanqing Temple has passed away.
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