Everyone was talking a lot, and there was a buzz everywhere...
Zhao Anshi pointed his halberd. He had always been confident that even Master Qingwei was now slowly being overtaken by him. The world was already at hand. No matter what Master Qingwei said today...
Anyway, it's just a matter of a fight. After the fight, the Jiugong Swordsman Sect will be in control from now on. Such a big force is authority.
Zhao Anshi didn't say much: "Hey, that boy, today is the day you die!"
Mainly because of the indifferent look of the boy opposite, which really made Zhao Anshi, who was in a high position and came from an extraordinary family, unhappy. Among the young people he had seen in his life, except for the current prince, no one had ever dared to look like this in front of him!
Zhu Ping'an was too lazy to bother. He came before lunch, and was still hungry. He looked around and said, "Little cook, let me lend you the sword on your back!"
The little cook had just rushed back to the mountain to carry the sword. She couldn't help but agree or disagree. As soon as Zhu Pingan's words fell, the sword flew away on her back!
I saw the sword flying in front of Zhu Pingan, hovering in the air, the sword body trembling slightly.
Needless to say, everyone in the audience is familiar with it. This is one of the famous three magical powers of Kendo Sect, named: "One Qi".
The name is simple and unpretentious, one means moving forward inexorably, and Qi means the true Taoist method.
There are also words of blessing Ping An: "Old man Qingwei, please see how I have changed it for you?"
"Okay, okay!" The old man just nodded, today is so beautiful! Everything is beautiful! Even if nothing really happens, it’s already beautiful enough!
Zhao Anshi took one look at him and said: "You are really a disciple of the Sword Dao Sect, but you still want to compete with me for the position of sect leader? Take your life!"
The halberd had risen, and Zhao Anshi also jumped up. He was in mid-air, and swung the halberd towards the sky. The body of the halberd suddenly enlarged countless times, as if a mountain was falling. After a closer look, it turned out to be an illusion. The halberd was still an illusion. It turned out to be that spurge!
But this illusion still came crashing down like mountains and seas, heading straight to Zhu Ping'an's head, and even enveloped the entire hall.
Although Zhao Anshi's words were arrogant, he didn't act arrogantly at all when he moved his hands. He struck with all his strength and didn't care whether the hall would be rebuilt in the future!
It's true that a lion fights a rabbit, and he uses all his strength.
There was no chance of any mistakes. Apparently, Zhao Anshi had vaguely realized that Zhu Ping'an might be really extraordinary!
Wish you peace, he also moved. He stood upright, with one hand behind his back, and with the other hand he took out the sword secret and put it on his chest.
With a slight wave of the sword technique, the sword that was hovering in mid-air had already flown into the air. There was no illusion or breath. The sword seemed to be an extremely ordinary sword.
"Boom!"
There was a violent sound in the field, and a heat wave swept across the entire square and spread quickly. Clothes were flying everywhere, and hair was messy. There were also many people nearby standing in a bow, still swaying back!
This is the power of the ninth grade!
Everyone even raised their hands to cover their eyes and had to put their hands down to look again!
The main hall is fine, and so is the so-called boy who entered the ninth rank at the age of seventeen. Zhao Anshi, the crown prince of Linzi Prince, has just landed on the ground. There is a mess under his feet, and bluestones are flying everywhere...
And Zhao Anshi’s face was filled with disbelief after he stood still!
The surname of the Tian family is the Zhao family, and the military strategist's magical power "Broken Army" has the power to sweep away thousands of armies. The ninth-grade envoys are even more unstoppable.
Just a few days ago, Master Qingwei retreated vomiting blood under this broken army.
today……
Is there really a person in this world who reaches the ninth level at the age of seventeen?
I also heard the man say: "Qingwei old man, sharp can be released, but also can be hidden, hide the weapon in the body, wait for the time to move, it will be more powerful!"
"Okay, okay, great, great!" Master Qingwei could only say "Okay, great!" Really good!
The old man felt that a few good words were not enough to express his feelings at this time, so he continued: "Jiugong Swordsmanship Sect, let's start again! No matter what God Xiao Lin Lingsu he is, he will be nothing compared to my Swordsmanship Sect Master Qingping!"
This bragging was so awesome that Zhu Ping'an salivated. This old man really wanted to be famous! I really want the reputation of this Kendo Sect!
If Zhu Pingan meets Lin Lingsu one day after bragging about this awesomeness, what good will he get?
But this is such an awesome boast. As long as time passes, the effect will be great!
Even at this moment, everyone in the audience, the traitors, were shocked, and the other disciples were all dumbfounded!
The ninth-grade imperial army was blocked so easily by an eighteen-year-old boy...
Unthinkable...
There was also a little fat man with eight flowers, applauding and shouting: "Senior brother, hit him quickly, he has no strength, he has no strength, senior brother, hit him quickly!"
The senior brother naturally wanted to fight, but he also had to show off before the fight: "The Royal Ninth Grade Pojun only has this kind of power? Our Sword Dao Sect only has "One Qi", your Excellency, look at it!"
Zhu Ping'an was still standing upright on the high platform, with one hand behind his back and the other hand pinching his chest. The sword suddenly had no luster, like a black line, flickering for an instant...
Zhao Anshi looked horrified and flew back, waving the big halberd hastily and shouting: "Absolutely impossible!"
"Dang!"
As if time and space had condensed for a moment, Zhao Anshi just flew upside down in the air, and a halberd flew away from his hand and kept flying in the air!
Until Zhao Anshi landed, Zhu Ping'an did not take action again. Instead, he looked at Qingwei and said: "This person has the method of destroying the seedlings and encouraging them to grow! He also has the secret method of exploding qi and blood. Military strategists are good at this, and this is the way to risk their lives!" "
Zhu Ping'an has already seen through Zhao Anshi's background. Zhao Anshi is actually not strong, but there should be some secret method that makes Zhao Anshi particularly strong in the first blow...
Then there will be a moment of exhaustion and frustration. Qingwei, who was injured by a blow a few days ago, didn't notice this, but Zhu Ping'an noticed it today...
Maybe there is another person who can also see it, that is Little Fatty Dunbahua!
Moreover, Zhao Anshi’s ninth-level achievements were not all achieved by himself!
Maybe it's because entering the ninth rank at the age of thirty is very important. This reputation, the name of a genius, is very important. Let Zhao Anshi or King Linzi try their best!
Why do royal children have these considerations?
I wish you peace, but I can't help but think too much...it's nothing more than...a fight for the right to inherit the throne? The Zhao family started from the military, so...
All Zhao Anshi's actions seemed to confirm this. He was eager to join the Sword Dao Sect, and he was eager to enter the ninth rank at the age of thirty...
"Good fight, good fight, the bad guy will scream!" Bahua was hugged in the little cook's arms, shouting, applauding, and swaying left and right, a very dedicated atmosphere!
At the scene, hundreds of traitors were slowly retreating. Zhao Anshi, who had fallen far away, also got up, with panic on his face. He was subconsciously looking around to see where his big halberd had fallen. That big halberd was his safety. feel!
Zhu Ping'an turned around and smiled at the atmosphere group Bahua who was swaying left and right, and then asked Qingwei: "Do you want his life?"
Qingwei shook her head, looked at the panicked old disciple in the distance, and sighed: "An Shi, there are high and low grades in the ninth rank, even a world of difference. You are the prince of Linzi. If you lose today, why do you care about me?" The fate is over, you can go away...and don't come back from now on!"
This is already the best solution for Qingwei and the Sword Dao Sect.
Zhu Pingan's words were always unpleasant: "If you let him go today, he will probably have only one thing in his heart for the rest of his life, and that is to avenge today...Old man Qingwei, are you really going to let him go?"
"He is a member of the royal family after all, so it would be inappropriate to kill him!" Qingwei's thinking was actually right. Taoist celestial phenomena cannot be insulted, but this Sword Dao Sect has no celestial beings yet, so it has to be patient for the time being.
Even if the Sword Dao Sect has a Taoist Celestial Master in the future, killing a prince is not a good choice.
If Zhu Ping'an enters the Taoist celestial realm in the future, Zhao Anshi still has the desire for revenge, and it will not be too late to kill him.
