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Chapter 330 The provincial capital fights tigers

The one who took action was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, who actually had innate extreme level strength.

The frightened sword energy was like a blade cutting across the heads of the people watching the excitement. A dozen of them peed on the spot, thinking that their heads had been chopped off.

Of course he wasn't good enough in front of Yu Huang, but Xiao Qiyue didn't want to show Yu Huang's powerful fighting power in front of everyone.

So, I quietly stretched my fingers and flicked, BO!

The 'Yin Finger' of the Yin family silently pierced the arc of sword energy. Suddenly, the silver light exploded, causing ripples in the air.

There seemed to be water waves in the air, pushing the guy who was watching the fun dozens of meters away and fell all over the ground.

"Who is the master who did this secretly? Please come out and see me. I am Guo Dongcheng, the deputy chief instructor of Huang Sect of Tianjian Sect." The man in black robe cupped his fists and said.

Immediately, all the people watching the excitement stepped back dozens of meters, fearing that they would suffer the same fate as Chi Yu.

After all, who can afford to offend a giant like the Tianjian Sect?

"Brother Xiao, we are in trouble now.

The guy who was slapped by Miss Yu was Huang Huangliang, the grandson of Huang Kaitai, the sword master of the Tianjian Sect, and was known as the "Little Tiger" in the provincial capital.

Relying on the strength of his family, this kid has always walked sideways in the provincial capital.

I wanted to call Miss Yu just now, but it was too late.

However, it seems that there are experts helping us secretly. It seems that in these days, there are still many people who are chivalrous and righteous.

I just hope that senior can hold on to the end, otherwise, I will have no choice but to move someone out." Nalan Ruode walked up to Xiao Qiyue and whispered in his ear.

"Little tiger, is he very majestic?" Xiao Qiyue responded lightly.

"Of course he is nothing, but Brother Xiao, don't you know that the Tianjian Sect is the largest sect in our Tiandu Province, and it is ranked in the top six among the more than a hundred sects in the entire Jiangnan region.

Among the strong.

The leader of the sect, Huang Kaitai, is an out-and-out powerhouse in the Mortal Realm. He had already become a powerful man in the Mortal Realm ten years ago.

Now, it is estimated that his strength is not much worse than Wang Jingzhou, the dean of Tiandu Academy.

He is a famous figure in the Jiangnan area, and it is said that he is ranked 1000th on the Fangtian Royal Academy's ranking list." Na Xingruode was a little anxious, thinking that Xiao Qiyue didn't know anything.

"So what?" Xiao Qiyue snorted from his nose with a nonchalant expression.

"Brother Xiao... you... oh, I'd better hurry up and send the message to my family." Nalan Ruode was very angry and quickly took out the communication talisman.

"No need!" Xiao Qiyue held his hand.

"But can we beat them? Besides, if it were in the past, this guy 'Little Tiger' might sell me some thin noodles. But it's different now. He has all his teeth knocked out, and he probably just wants to kill people."

Nalan Ruode was anxious.

"Don't worry, I'm sure the senior who took action secretly will fight to the end." Xiao Qiyue shook his head.

"You are quite reasonable." Nalan Ruode rolled his eyes.

"Guo Dongcheng, why are you still standing there dumbfounded? You're watching a show, come up quickly.

There are four of this boy in his party. The women are staying. I will give them a taste of the secret skills in my Huang family's room.

Kill all the men, chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs." Huang Jinliang took one look, pointed at Guo Dongcheng and yelled.

"Don't worry, young master, no one can escape." Guo Dongcheng raised his eyebrows and coldly walked up with his sword in hand.

"Master Huang, I am Nalan Ruode. Don't you remember?" Upon hearing this, Nalan Ruode quickly clasped his fists and greeted me.

"Nalan Mulan, you all must die." Huang Jinliang slurped the blood from his mouth to the ground with a ferocious look on his face.

"Nalan, is he a member of Dean Nalan's family?" Guo Dongcheng asked after hearing this.

"My father Nalan Hongtian." Nalan Ruode clasped his fists.

"Is your father a bullshit vice president? But forget it, I'm still studying in the academy, so I'll let you go and get out of here." Huang Huangliang scolded.

"You scolded my father?" Upon hearing this, Nalan Ruode's face suddenly turned cold.

"So what if I scold you? Aren't you a bullshit vice-dean? Get out of here if you are wise, otherwise, I will chop you into pieces and feed them to the dogs." It has to be said that Huang Huangliang, this little tiger, is indeed arrogant and did not bother Nalan at all.

Take home into consideration.

"Huang Huangliang, you piece of shit, I think you don't want to study in Tiandu Academy anymore." The clay figurine also has a three-point spirit, not to mention that Nalan Ruode is also a proud person. Otherwise, how can he be called a provincial capital?

Fourth Young Master?

"Guo Dongcheng, stand up for me, no less than ten slaps." Huang Jinliang was furious, pointed at Nalan Ruode and shouted.

porphyrin...

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Huangliang was secretly flicked by Xiao Qiyue, knocking him to pieces. Then he was flicked on his waist and rolled over on the ground more than a dozen times.

"Whoever hits me is looking for death, right?" Huang Huangliang cursed, but he was hit a few more times.

The whole person was rolling on the ground like a madman, screaming.

Guo Dongcheng rushed over quickly, but he couldn't find the person who did it.

Seeing that Huang Jinliang was still being beaten, Guo Dongcheng was helpless.

Because I don’t know where to start.

He quickly danced his sword to protect Huang Jinliang, but the beating continued as usual.

After all, no matter how dense the sword net is, there are still gaps. This is nothing to Xiao Qiuyue's current situation.

What's more, Guo Dongcheng's little strength was weak in front of Xiao Qiyue.

"Go away! If you want revenge, ask Huang Kaitai to find me." Xiao Qiyue pretended to be an old man in ventriloquism and hummed in a hoarse voice.

"Senior, I will bring the message to the sect master." Guo Dongcheng clasped his fists, picked up Huang Jinliang and left.

"Guo Dongcheng, if you don't fucking do anything, my family pays you ten thousand taels of silver a year, you might as well feed the dogs... You bastard, you eat everything inside and out..." Huang Jinliang was so dizzy that he couldn't figure out the situation at all, and he yelled and refused.

leave.

In order to prevent Huang Huangliang from provoking the secret master to lose his life again, Guo Dongcheng was so angry that he slapped Huang Huangliang in the face, which completely stunned Huang Huangliang and quickly carried him away.

"Thank you, senior." Nalan Ruode said, cupping his fists.

‘Purple Bamboo Forest’ is the house that Xiao Qiyue Tuonalan Ruode bought in the provincial capital.

"Brother Xiao, the original owner of this house is called 'Wen Zhenyun'. He does not practice martial arts, but he is a full-fledged scholar. He is good at handwriting. However, this person is indifferent to fame and wealth. He can be regarded as a hermit." Nalan Ruo

De had already arranged for a caring servant to clean up the yard and take Xiao Qiyue around the house.

"Being indifferent to fame and wealth is not just fishing for fame, right?" Xiao Qiyue shook his head.

"Brother Xiao, why did you say this? Although this person is not famous, his good calligraphy is admired even by the great literary giant "Song Zili" in the south of the Yangtze River.

Even the calligraphy in the center of the lobby of our academy was written by this person.

However, this person’s nickname is ‘Purple Bamboo Man’, and no one knows this nickname at all.

Many famous scholars came to the academy and asked about the good calligraphy after seeing it. However, Wen Zhenyun did not allow the calligrapher to reveal his calligraphy.

Of course, he didn't write many words.

Occasionally I write a few paintings and never take any money." Nalan Ruode had a different view.u


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