Zhi Shouzhen stood among the children of the aristocratic family, indifferent and a little confused.
He saw Wang Dun and Bai Fenglai next to him, and Lu Lingyun and Wei Lan in the front row. He saw Bai Jian, who had been frightened by him, with his legs trembling slightly. He straightened his chest and raised his head, looking directly at the Yu clan leader.
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Although he was clearly standing among them, he felt that he was far away from them. If these people stood together and formed a wall of flesh and blood, deeply rooted in the earth of Jiankang, then he would be just a piece of sand with an superficial appearance. When the wind blows, he will be
It will peel off.
The sand has no roots, so where are its roots? Is it Bailing Mountain, or the distant and unfamiliar Tianhuang Ancestral Court that I have only heard about from Zhiye’s mouth?
It seems not.
He even didn’t understand why Xie Xuan and the others had to stand up and fight against the Yu Clan in such an unwise way. Isn’t it okay to pretend to surrender? As long as you endure, there will always be a chance to fight back, so why be so foolish as to fling an egg at a stone?<
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He really doesn't understand, but he has no choice but to follow the crowd.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" The Eagle Tribe Sword Immortal shouted sharply, and with a move of his hand, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the air seemed to explode. A huge golden broad sword broke out of the body and automatically fell into the palm of his hand. p>
The giant sword pointed at everyone in the distance, and the billowing sword energy spurted out. The surrounding flowers and trees were cut off silently, and scattered everywhere.
The Kong family members in Kuaiji shouted and showed their Dharma signs, firmly protecting Kong Jiuyan, and they were very likely to fall out and take action. The direct descendants of the Kong family were actually able to cast the legendary holy light for eternity, even if they risked their lives,
We must also keep him.
This scene fell into Zikakaruma's eyes, and he felt very sad. He had always been alone.
"It's useless to bully the small with the big!" Ji Kang couldn't bear it any longer. He got angry and stood in front of the children of the family. Shan Tao sighed, but followed without hesitation. As soon as the six men in the bamboo forest moved, the old man of the family
The whole generation could not sit still anymore. Although the aristocratic families were fighting within themselves, they were also united with the outside world. Several sects who were friends with the Kong family came forward one after another, with their auras surging, fighting against the sword energy of the Eagle Clan Sword Immortal.
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"Your Highness, something big will happen if you do this." Wang Tingzhi said in a deep voice.
The situation was out of control, and Yi Mo was quite uneasy, but a thought suddenly came to his mind. If he could borrow the sword of the Yu clan to kill the majestic family, it wouldn't be a bad idea?
"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Wang Tingzhi urged again and again, but Yi Mo just hesitated.
"Ying Yao, why don't you tell your people to stop? If you mess around again and provoke rebellion among the human race, you will definitely be severely punished by Prime Minister He!" Luan An also felt frightened when he saw the dark crowd. Many years ago, the Yu Clan envoy patrolled
When hunting the foreign tribes, a similar incident happened. The humiliated foreign tribes could not bear it and madly slaughtered all the members of the mission. Although they were all exterminated afterwards, the dead Yu tribe missions could not survive after all.
Ying Yao ignored Luan An and looked at the Six Arts of Holy Light slowly dissipating in the sky with interest, a strange bright light flashed in his eyes.
The moment the holy light appeared, the sword energy that had been suppressed for a long time in his body was suddenly stirred up. A mysterious intuition told him that the opportunity for a breakthrough was today.
He immediately made a plan.
Luan An felt more and more on pins and needles. He turned his eyes and landed on Yi Mo. He said with a solemn expression, "Prince, is Dajin planning to rebel against the superior clan and start a national war?"
Yi Mo felt a chill in his heart and said hurriedly: "I don't dare!" He suddenly woke up. If the Yu clan's sword was not borrowed properly, it would cut his hand. "Come here! Kong Jiuyan is guilty of disturbing the banquet.
, beat them out with random sticks!"
"Your Highness is wise." Wang Tingzhi said with relief. This move not only saved Kong Jiuyan, eased the mood of the family, but also gave the Yu clan face.
A dozen Luan Yiwei rushed into the crowd holding golden sticks, pretending to chase Kong Jiuyan.
"Wait a minute!" Ying Yao suddenly shouted, waving his hand to signal the Eagle Clan Sword Immortal to put away his giant sword, and then looked at Kong Jiuyan, "Although there are nobility and disgrace in blood, there is no nobility in martial arts. You are from a lower clan, but your skills are superb.
, the Dharma is mysterious, there should be a seat for you here."
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and the tense atmosphere suddenly eased. Luan An, Yi Mo and other officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The sons of the aristocratic family were still a little angry, and after being scolded by their elders, they had to disperse and take their seats.
"But -" Ying Yao changed the topic, picked up the knife and fork casually, and threw it carelessly. "Dang!" Everyone saw a flash of silver light, extremely fast, and a pair of ivory chopsticks on the opposite table was cut off by the knife and fork.
, divided into three neat sections, the cuts are as smooth as a mirror, and the three sections are of the same length, as if they were accurately measured with a ruler.
"However, a thin stick is a thin stick, and a knife and fork is a sharp weapon. The nobility of blood determines the upper limit of force. It is our Yu clan that can conquer the Eight Desolations with unparalleled force." Yingyao's eyes were glaring, and Kong Jiuyan and others
People passed over them one by one, "Just now you said that our clan bullies the small with the big, now I, Ying Yao, challenge everyone here with the peak of refining Qi."
He looked around with an arrogant expression: "If anyone is dissatisfied while refining the spirit and returning to the void, just come up and challenge! Let's see whether a thin stick is stronger or a knife and fork are sharper!"
The chaotic shouts of the aristocratic family members rang out everywhere. Kong Jiuyan's neck was stiff, and he was about to rush to fight, but Kong Junzi lightly touched his shoulder. Suddenly, the world began to spin, and he fell unconscious.
Competition? The ministers of the Great Jin Dynasty exchanged glances. This is an old trick used by the Yu tribe on hunting tours. It is just to show their power and scare the human race.
Yi Mo looked at Ying Yao carefully and asked, "I wonder what the envoy means?"
"The two tribes exchange martial arts and martial arts, and it would be nice to have a banquet to add to the fun." Although Luan An didn't like Yingyao making his own decisions, he still agreed. Showing off force to the lower tribe is the custom of the Yu tribe's hunting mission, not to mention Yingyao's unruly temperament.
Violence, if it is stopped forcibly, it may cause even greater trouble.
"It is also a great honor for a monk from the Jin Dynasty to be able to learn the swordsmanship of the superior clan, which is unparalleled in the world." Yi Mo pondered for a moment and nodded. He had already prepared for this. He arranged for several palace guards to go up and compete in a few battles before admitting defeat.
Things.
A guard who had refined Qi was the first to fight. He first bowed respectfully to Yi Mo and then bowed his hands to Ying Yao. Suddenly, his brows froze, blood spurted out, and his body became stiff and motionless.
Ying Yaoyao's middle finger, his index finger raised up like a sword, pulled it out from the guard's eyebrows, took the white silk scarf from the Eagle Guard's hand, slowly wiped away the blood, and threw away the scarf with disgust on his face: "This kind of thing is
Don't come out, you will dirty my hands."
Everyone was in an uproar. They didn't expect that this Yu clan named Yingyao didn't follow any monk's rules.
Yi Mo's expression changed slightly and he gave a few instructions in a low voice. The next guard to fight was in the realm of refining qi and restoring the spirit. He had obviously learned from the previous lessons. As soon as he came on stage, he circulated his turbid qi and put up a defensive posture.<
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Yingyao's eyes turned cold, and he put his middle finger and index finger together. Before the guard could react, blood splattered from his brow, and he fell to the sky with a "plop".
It was only then that everyone heard the sound of "clang", which was the sound of the sword passing by in the wind.
The surrounding area fell into silence, and the faces of all the family members showed expressions of shock. This guard was almost at the peak of refining his Qi and restoring his spirit, and was a level higher than his opponent, yet he was still killed with one move.
Yingyao didn't even move his sword.
"He took action too quickly." Xie Xuan said in a deep voice.
Zhikarizhen's heart was slightly frightened. Ying Yao's sword finger was as fast as lightning. Even he could barely see the trajectory of the shot.
It was an absolute straight line, running through space, precise and without any deviation.