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91. He is my man

Su Anran is not a cold-blooded person.

His desire to become a swordsman stemmed from some inner fantasy about the word "swordsman" a long time ago.

But in the past four years in Xuanjie - of course, if you count the several lives in the world, it would have been five years since he came to this world - Su Anran finally understood that the so-called "chivalry"

It has nothing to do with what kind of weapon you hold or what kind of profession you have. It is purely an inner thought.

It's like, there are always people who say they fell in love at first sight.

But in fact, there is no such thing as love at first sight. Most of the time it is love at first sight and love at first sight.

However, although Su Anran knew this, he was actually not bad in nature.

Therefore, he cannot be a cold-blooded, indifferent person - he will be cruel to his enemies, but that is only because the other party is his enemy. And in the Xuan Realm, especially after the natal realm, there is a very strong relationship between monks.

Most of the real grudges between the Young Masters are due to their positions and they have to fight each other. But it is naturally impossible to say that they have become life-and-death enemies after a fight. There must be some other reasons.

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So Su Anran doesn't hate Qian Fusheng, nor does he think Qian Fusheng's Qianjiazhuang will suffer the same consequences.

Of course, one of the reasons why he thought so was because Qian Fusheng never thought of exposing Su Anran from beginning to end.

Su Anran has already confirmed this from the source of evil thoughts.

So, just when Qian Fusheng was dragged out of Qianjiazhuang, Su Anran arrived.

A sword light fell from the sky.

He was intercepted in front of a group of men in well-dressed clothes.

Wearing a uniform white outfit, a sword hangs from the waist, and there is an embroidery of a black long sword on the left chest.

There are thirty people in total, all of them are second-rate masters in this world, which is equivalent to the realm of the Mysterious Realm.

There are three people in the lead. Compared with these second-rate masters, the aura of these three people is far superior to them, and two of them are only one point weaker than Qian Fusheng.

These two people are obviously top-notch masters in this world, and judging from their auras, they seem to be not far from the innate realm.

But the man in the middle surrounded by these people had an extremely powerful aura, and he didn't hide it at all. His strength was hardly inferior to Qian Fusheng's.

This leader is Zhang Yan, the great elder of Zhongxi Jiange and Qiu Zhizhi’s chief disciple.

At this time, he was ordered by his master to lead people to arrest Qian Fusheng.

Originally, in Su Anran's opinion, when he came down with the sword light, he should be able to get a look of shock.

But when he saw the indifference in Zhang Yan's eyes, Su Anran couldn't understand what the skill training in this world was like.

"Are you a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect?" Zhang Yan looked Su Anran up and down, and said in a calm and indifferent tone, "Oh, is there something shameful about you? You actually practice the Qi Condensation Technique. Should I tell the truth?

Are you worthy of being a coward of the Qinglian Sword Sect?...But since you want to be a coward, we at Zhongxi Sword Pavilion certainly have no reason to stop you, but I didn’t expect you to actually dare to stop in front of me, you are very courageous.”

Looking at the other party's face, Su Anran was convinced that the other party was serious when he said this. He was really not surprised by his sword control skills.

Obviously, the "Qinglian Sword Sect" that the other party mentioned obviously has special skills similar to sword control - just like the Xuanjie, without the help of magic weapons, if a monk wants to fly into the sky, he must at least reach the natal realm.

.However, because sword cultivators have the skills to control swords, they are often able to control flying swords and start flying into the sky after opening their eyebrows, but they cannot last long.

As for the Qi Condensation Technique mentioned by the other party, Su Anran also knew something about it - from Qian Fusheng, this was also the reason why Qian Fusheng did not believe that he was a senior.

There is actually no essential difference between the people of Broken Jade's small world, the third-rate warriors, and the second-rate warriors. After all, the skin-refining and bone-refining stages are just a bit more resistant to them. Only when they reach the ranks of first-rate masters will people be able to

It feels a little different. After all, this is a "blood exchange" stage, so there will be a sense of Qi between each other.

Just by looking at each other, you will know whether the other person is right.

That's why the "Qi Condensation Technique" appeared. Its meaning is to control the momentum. No one knows the opponent's specific cultivation level before a formal fight.

When you reach the Xiantian realm, you start to have true energy in your body, so you can have special martial arts effects such as palm wind, sword energy, knife energy, etc. However, if a Xiantian realm master does not want to reveal his identity, then naturally before he takes action,

No one would know the opponent's level - Su Anran had used sword energy when he was in the Green Sea Gobi before, but he did not have the power of a strong person in the Heavenly Realm. Therefore, Qian Fusheng felt that Su Anran had practiced Qi Condensation.

An innate master of martial arts.

Su Anran shook her head and ignored these little brats.

He glanced at Qian Fusheng.

This middle-aged man is obviously an innate master, equivalent to the Yunling realm in the Xuan Realm. He already has Qi in his body, but his cheeks are still swollen at this time, and bright red fingerprints clearly appear on his face.

, obviously I ate a lot of ear scrapers just now.

As long as Qian Fusheng really wants to take action, with his strength, the second-rate masters and first-rate masters in front of him are no match for him. He can directly activate Wushuang in minutes. Even if it doesn't work, if he uses his true energy to activate the body protection, he will not be defeated.

Beat it into a pig's head.

Then his eyes fell back on the people in front of him.

There are already speculations in my heart.

There is only one reason why Qian Fusheng is so scrupulous that he does not even dare to use his true energy to protect his body and is beaten into a pig's head by someone with a lower cultivation level than him.

The financial background of these people is obviously stronger than that of Qian Fusheng, and they are behemoths that he cannot resist at all.

At present, here in Yanjing, there are only two parties that can make Qian Fusheng a coward.

One is the Chen family of the regent Chen Ping, and the other is the Zhongxi Jiange.

Judging from the looks of these people, they are obviously not from the Chen family, so there is only one answer.

"Chinese and Western Sword Pavilion?"

"Hey, you're pretending to be the same thing." The young man standing on the left of Zhang Yan sneered, and then suddenly walked towards Su Anran, "A mere disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect dares to stop him.

In front of our senior brother from Zhongxi Jiange, even if your senior brother comes, he still has to laugh on the sidelines. Who do you think you are? Let me teach you well on behalf of your senior brother."

After saying that, the young man waved his hand and was about to slap Su Anran.

Su Anran took a step back.

With a calm look on his face, he dodged the opponent's wave.

"How dare you hide, look at me..."

"Snapped--"

With a slap in the air, the young man, conscious of being embarrassed in front of his senior brother, looked angry, cursed and turned his head.

But before the other party could finish what he said, Su Anran had already withdrawn his hand.

A crisp slap sounded.

Bright red palm prints appeared on the other party's face.

Then the other person's right cheek quickly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Along with it, several teeth flew out of the opponent's mouth.

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows and there was anger in his eyes.

Obviously he did not expect that the disciple of Qinglian Sword Sect in front of him would dare to take action against the people from Zhongxi Sword Pavilion.

"You dare to hit me?" The young man who was slapped had a look of disbelief on his face.

"Snapped--"

Su Anran slapped her again, with a natural look on her face.

That expression is saying, I, Mr. Su, am going to hit you today, what’s wrong?

"I, I'm going to kill you."

"Hey." Su Anran glanced at the other party, and then let out a disdainful sneer, "You are shouting and don't even dare to draw the sword, so you can only be incompetent and furious."

"you……"

"That's enough!" Zhang Yan suddenly shouted, "Ling Feng, step back."

"Eldest brother!" The young man, whose face was as swollen as Qian Fusheng's, suddenly turned his head and looked at his senior brother in disbelief.

"You are not from the Qinglian Sword Sect." Zhang Yan frowned and looked at Su Anran with an indifferent expression, "Who are you?"

Su Anran's face showed regret.

He didn't have a good impression of the people from Zhongxi Jiange in front of him.

Although he did not intend to keep a low profile this time, Su Anran was not a cold-blooded murderer after all, so he had already made a plan. As long as the other party dared to draw the sword, he would kill the person who drew the sword.

However, even though the young man who had slapped him twice shouted that he wanted to kill him, there was no murderous intention on his body, and his sword had not even been unsheathed. Su Anran could not find an excuse to kill him for a while.

.

So he looked a little sad.

I feel like I'm still not cold-blooded and ruthless enough.

"Qian Fusheng is mine." Su Anran said lightly, "Well, I'll give you a chance. If you make your face swollen, I'll let you leave."

"Pfft--" The source of evil thoughts in the divine sea finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I suddenly feel that you are really similar to me."

"Oh?" Su Anran was a little surprised, "Is your true self also so domineering and unparalleled?"

"No, you are just as good at provoking troubles as she is." A happy thought came from the source of evil thoughts, "Hitting people is not just a slap in the face, you are specifically stepping on other people's faces... Look, those people are quite angry now.

, I wish I could kill you... Hey, that's not right, wouldn't this give you what you want? Did you deliberately want to anger them? Wow, I didn't expect that you have such a dark heart.

.”

Su Anran was too lazy to pay attention to the source of evil thoughts.

He asked these people to swell their faces, not just to anger them.

Since he wants to act in a high-profile manner and quickly enter the attention of the big shots in this world, he must be domineering enough. And by giving Qian Fusheng a platform, although his identity still cannot withstand scrutiny, at least he has

A more reasonable and acceptable buffer point, so Su Anran naturally did not intend to be polite to these people. Being polite would not win respect anyway.

Huang Zi once told him that whether it is the Xuan Realm or the Ten Thousand Realms, they all follow a theorem.

"The dignity of the strong cannot be insulted lightly."

Su Anran will play the role of a strong man this time, so all those who offend him must pay the price.

It doesn't have to be death, but it must be of sufficient weight.

"I'll count to three. If you don't take action, then I will do it myself." Su Anran said lightly, "And once I do it, the result will not be so good...because then, you guys

In the end, only one person can leave here alive."

"Your tone is a bit overbearing." Zhang Yan suddenly laughed.

"one."

Hearing Su Anran really start counting, Qian Fusheng's expression was complicated. He opened his mouth as if he was planning to say something, but when he met Su Anran's eyes, he knew that once he spoke, he might even want to say something.

Then he was unlucky. So after weighing the pros and cons, he could only sigh helplessly. He began to feel that even if Prince Chen came forward this time, he would not be able to calm the matter.

Zhang Yan's brows were also frowning. He also didn't expect that Su Anran could really count.

He was a little surprised that the other party was not afraid of the name of Zhongxi Jiange.

Where did this stupid green guy come from?

"Okay." Su Anran sighed.

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth raised slightly, and he felt that the other party was bluffing.

But the smile he just wanted to show was completely frozen in the next moment.

Because Su Anran spoke: "Three."

And not only did he speak, he actually took action.

I saw a bright sword light suddenly blooming.

Like an epiphyllum that suddenly appears in the middle of the night.

Exquisite, exquisite.

Then the air began to be filled with the strong smell of blood.

Zhang Yan was stunned.

He turned his head with some difficulty, and then glanced behind himself.

Except for Qian Fusheng, who was also confused, everyone else had turned into a corpse at this moment - the sharp cracks on the neck showed that they were killed by sharp weapons. But whether it was Qian Fusheng or Zhang Yan, they were completely

I don't understand how this young man in front of me killed thirty-two people in an instant.

But at least they can be sure that not to mention the Qinglian Sword Sect, even their Zhongxi Sword Pavilion definitely does not have such means.

"You...you..." Zhang Yan suddenly realized that he had no idea how to speak.

"You are lucky. I need someone to go back and deliver the message, so you survived." Su Anran said lightly, "You disciples of Zhongxi Jiange treated me badly in the Green Sea Gobi, so I killed you. If you did it for this

Something happened, so now you can go back and report... As for this time, I said, Qian Fusheng is my people, you hurt my people, I also gave you a chance, since I don't intend to cherish it

I just have to work harder."

At the end of the sentence, Su Anran suddenly laughed: "Next, I will go to Beijing because I have something to do... If you Zhongxi Jiange are dissatisfied, you can come to me. But if I know that you dare to take action against Qianjiazhuang

If so, then I will remove your name from Zhongxi Jiange from now on, do you hear me clearly?"

Zhang Yan nodded blankly.

"Very good, you can get out now." Su Anran waved her hand as if to ward off flies, and directly drove the other party away.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to stay here anymore, he rolled away and ran away quickly.

Qian Fusheng looked at Zhang Yan's back, and then at Su Anran, the look on his face had not yet recovered from the shock.

"Let people clean up this place, and then we go to Beijing." Su Anran did not give the other party any chance to speak, and directly made a decision, "I want to see Chen Ping."

"Yes...yes, senior!" Qian Fusheng lowered his head hurriedly.

After the shock, there was great joy.

Because Qian Fusheng has not forgotten what Su Anran said just now.

I am his!


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