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Chapter 63 The Counterattack Begins

In the hall, the scene was extremely strange. Zhuge Qingfeng sat in the main seat with a livid face. Liu Qingyuan sat beside him, but his head was lowered and his face was also extremely ugly. Liu Piaopiao stood behind Liu Qingyuan with an expressionless face.

In the middle of the hall, the Zhuge family brothers and sisters were glaring at a man standing with his sword in hand.

The delicate woman was beside this man, saying something anxiously.

From outside the hall, I could hear the delicate woman's previous words as scolding, but if I look at it, I can see that the extent of the feminine woman's scolding seems to be far from enough.

When Ziqin walked into the hall, everyone's eyes kept turning.

Zhuge Qingfeng groaned, but Liu Qingyuan's eyes showed immense pain. He turned his head and glared at Liu Piaopiao fiercely, while the Zhuge family brothers and sisters stood between the sword-pressing man and Ziqin.

"Why bother."

Ziqin ignored everyone's gaze and suddenly looked at Liu Piaopiao sadly.

This sentence was extremely surprising. Even Liu Piaopiao never thought that Ziqin would speak first or to her. She was stunned by Ziqin's words for a moment. However, it was only a slight surprise. Liu Piaopiao finally

He was not a mortal. After being stunned for a moment, he came to his senses. At the same time, he was already thinking quickly about how she would respond if Zi Qin pointed out that the delicate woman was instructed by her to embarrass Zi Qin.

"I know you wanted me to be a hero for once, but why should we men covet such a false reputation?"

Ziqin's words continued, but contrary to Liu Piaopiao's expectation, Ziqin not only did not embarrass Liu Piaopiao, but on the contrary, his words seemed to favor Liu Piaopiao.

"Girl, can a few gangsters really hurt you?"

After praising, Ziqin did not continue to speak to Liu Piaopiao, but looked at the delicate woman.

The man holding the sword stood in front of the delicate woman. Hearing Ziqin's words, he wanted to speak, but Ziqin had already stared at her coldly.

"To draw a sword for one's wife is to be loyal to love, to draw a sword to be for one's mother is to be loyal to love, to draw a sword to be a weak woman is to be loyal to benevolence, to draw a sword to be a daughter of a gangster is to be loyal to righteousness, but I don't know that you are a river girl and a weak person.

Why draw the sword?"

Ziqin's voice sounded loudly, and at the same time Ziqin took a few steps forward, seemingly wanting to rush over and fight the man holding the sword.

In the impression of the Zhuge family, Zi Qin was by no means a brave person, nor was he an impulsive person. However, Zi Qin's actions shocked everyone. Even Zhuge Qingfeng, who was sitting in the first place, almost jumped.

stand up.

But Zhuge Lanhui, who was most concerned about Ziqin, struck the man holding the sword with his sword without even thinking about it.

When he drew his sword, Zhuge Lanhui didn't even think about blocking Ziqin at all, just because once they got out of the way, the man holding the sword would definitely be able to get close to Ziqin, and getting closer meant that he might hurt Ziqin.

Qingfeng Sword Technique, as the name suggests, the sword comes out like the wind, turning into thousands of sword shadows when facing the enemy, making the enemy unable to guard against it. However, Zhuge Lanhui's sword is just one sword.

A single sword is nothing like Qingfeng swordsmanship, but this sword is extremely fast. Even thousands of swords cannot match the speed of this sword.

With just one strike of the sword, the man holding the sword's face suddenly changed drastically. His figure quickly retreated. As he retreated, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed. This man's weapon was actually a sword, and his swordsmanship was not bad.

In the Zhuge family, apart from Zhuge Mingguang, who was possessed by Ziqin, Zhuge Lanhui was the most talented in martial arts. However, Ziqin's evaluation of the Qingfeng Sword Technique a few days ago made Zhuge Lanhui draw inferences about other cases. The Thousand Sword Shadows were compressed into a fast sword. The sudden strike of this fast sword was hard to guard against, and the original misunderstanding of the Qingfeng Sword Technique made it even easier for people to get caught.

However, although the man holding the sword looked a little embarrassed from retreating to drawing the sword, there was not much danger at all.

The long sword was extended, but the man pressing the sword had already caught Zhuge Lanhui's sword.

With just this sword strike, Ziqin's expression changed drastically. Ziqin could not see through this man's sword skills.

You must know that this is Zi Qin watching as a third party. Even the Qingfeng Sword Technique, which is the sword technique that the Zhuge family relies on, Zi Qin can see through at a glance. In this way, the sword technique of the man pressing the sword is better than Zhuge The family's Qingfeng swordsmanship must be at least one level higher.

The matter is obviously not simple, at least, the identity of this man is probably not simple.

Ziqin's eyes rolled. He secretly paid attention to the two women behind him, but found a faint doubt flashing in their eyes.

These two women have nothing to do with Liu Piaopiao and his gang.

Ziqin finally came to a conclusion in his heart, and at the same time he felt relieved. As long as the two groups were not related, he would have a lot of things to do next. At least, saving the lives of the wealthy children would be enough to provide the greatest support to the Zhuge family. .

But before that, Ziqin still needs to prove his innocence, prove that the delicate woman never needs his help to get rid of the entanglement of several gangsters, and even prove that this woman and Liu Piaopiao are in the same group.

Looking across the hall, Zhuge Lanhui attacked with all his strength. Although the man holding the sword was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, he had already missed the opportunity and was suppressed by Zhuge Lanhui in a corner of the hall. For a while, it seemed that there was no chance of regaining the situation.

"A prostitute who confuses the heroes of the world deserves to be killed."

Ziqin's voice suddenly sounded cold, and at the same time, the long sword was unsheathed and struck.

The swordsmanship in the ancient heroes' world does not have any moves. Although this stab is not as good as the stab in Lu Xiaofeng's world with the snake king's body, it looks ordinary, but it still doesn't have the slightest hint of wind and is authentic. The Swordsmanship of the Snake King.

The delicate woman didn't pay much attention to Ziqin's sword at first sight. Qingfeng's swordsmanship was as fast as the wind. She might not have noticed it, let alone this tepid sword. She had even thought of how to use this sword that Ziqin thrust out. One sword highlights Ziqin's hatefulness and her pity.

However, as soon as this idea came to her, before she could think about it carefully, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly surged toward her like a tide. It felt as if a poisonous snake had approached her, opened its mouth, and was about to bite her. Stab his fangs into her body.

Suddenly, a look of horror appeared in the delicate woman's eyes. She stared at the sword thrust by Zi Qin, cold sweat suddenly burst out, and the energy in her body subconsciously mobilized.

The delicate woman swung her palms forward with all her strength, and the violent force immediately sent Ziqin flying backwards. She spun her body countless times in mid-air before she managed to control her balance and land safely.

For a moment, everyone in the hall looked at the delicate woman in surprise. No one knew why the delicate woman was like this. A few smart people guessed that it was related to Zi Qin's sword. However, no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn't figure out what Zi Qin's sword was. What's the mystery?

"Good work."

Ziqin's voice sounded with admiration, but the faces of the delicate woman and Liu Piaopiao had turned ashen as death.

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