Seeing the sixth-grade monk retreating, Senior Brother Gongsun showed a satisfied smile on his face, then turned to He Pingan and asked: "I am asking you something. If you don't answer, you will hinder the handling of the case!"
"Ah."
He Ping'an smiled nonchalantly and said, "Before you ask me anything, should you identify yourself first?"
"Who are you?"
"from where?"
"Does wearing this costume mean that you are a member of the Dragon Guard?"
In fact, he had already guessed a little about the person in front of him. He should be a member of the same family as Gongsun Yuanyi.
After all, there are not many people named Gongsun in Daxuan.
Combined with Master Tao's memory, he already knew that this person was Gongsun Yuanyi's younger brother, Gongsun Yuanzheng.
"you!"
Gongsun Yuanzheng was almost confused by He Ping'an's continuous questions, and then he became furious. He had been in the Dragon Guard for so many years, and no one had dared to speak to him like this in front of him.
"Everyone has seen that this person did not cooperate with the dragon guard's inquiry, so I killed him on the spot. He brought it upon himself."
Gongsun Yuanzheng's face was gloomy, his true energy began to condense, and a chilling aura began to spread in Gongsun Yuanzheng's body.
The only onlookers around were the people from the Alchemy Department and the Dragon Guards. He Ping'an, the Alchemy Department, had not been here for a long time. Instead, he was jealous of many people because he was so good at alchemy some time ago.
The people in the Palace of Eternal Life are all old men.
On the surface, he won't say anything, but in his heart, he hopes that something will happen to He Pingping.
As for the dragon guards, although there was still a Confucian cultivator in the early stage of the first rank who was presiding over the Mind-Questioning Mirror, they couldn't care less about the nonsense of the two little shrimps below and let it go.
Therefore, most of the people present took a gloating attitude.
"Everyone has also seen that the unknown person in front of me intends to attack me. I am defending myself. I will not kill or injure him!"
He Pingan had a sneer on his face and showed no weakness at all.
Of course, in the eyes of the people around him, He Ping'an only felt that he was struggling in the end.
The difference in cultivation level is obvious, one is at the peak of fifth-grade martial arts, and the other is at sixth-grade martial arts.
"Suffer death, boy!"
Hearing the sarcasm in He Pingan's words, Gongsun Yuanzheng couldn't stand it any longer. He punched out like a tiger descending from the mountain, hitting He Pingan's chest directly.
Before the punch came, the wind of the punch was already like a sharp blade, cutting the surrounding air with a "rustling" sound.
"Well done!"
When He Ping'an saw the punch coming from him, his face straightened, he twisted his waist and hips, lowered his body, and gathered all the powerful primeval energy on his shoulders that was ready to go.
Then his shoulders sank, and his whole body was like an indestructible lightning, rushing towards Gongsun Yuanzheng.
"boom!"
A fist and a shoulder collided, and a loud noise was heard. The ground shook in the entire square,
Then dots of yellow formation light lit up, and the formation in the Hall of Eternal Life had already reacted, absorbing all the aftermath of the battle here.
"Bang!"
In the field, as the aftermath dissipated, a figure was directly knocked away. His body flew high into the air, rushed out of the crowd, and landed heavily on the ground a hundred feet away. No one knew who was there.
"He actually won?"
The people present couldn't believe their eyes. Looking at the middle of the battle between the two, He Ping'an still maintained the slumping action just now, and then slowly stood up straight.
The figure flying out was none other than Gongsun Yuanzheng, the dragon guard.
The wrist he had just blasted out was now exaggeratedly bent inward, exposing the bloody wrist bones. It was obvious that the entire wrist had been completely broken.
The chest collapsed deeply inward, and one could tell at a glance that at least a few ribs on the chest were broken.
"call......"
The vitality of the surrounding world changed, and He Pingan's vision blurred for a while. An old man in his sixties appeared in front of him, wearing a blue double-breasted Confucian robe, a tall Confucian crown, and three obvious black moles at the corners of his eyes.
It was the first-grade Confucian cultivator of the Dragon Guard Division who was originally indifferent to the fight between the two. He followed his words and appeared next to He Pingan.
Staring at him with burning eyes, he asked, "What is your move called?"
He Ping'an cursed in his heart that he didn't come forward before the fight and only came out now. This bad old man is not a good guy.
He said with a neither humble nor arrogant face: "Tieshanbu!"
"When did you break through to the fifth level of martial arts?"
A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the first-grade Confucian cultivator, and Haoran's righteousness was faintly activated. Unknowingly, he had used Confucian words and methods.
"Brother Zhu Ming, why don't you ask me directly what you want to ask?"
He Ping'an pretended to have a stiff face and relaxed his mind. Just as he was waiting for an answer, a rich baritone voice suddenly came from behind, unraveling the Confucian and Taoist skills.
Without looking back, he knew that it was the commander Zhao Zhong who was coming.
"Prince Tang, do you know?"
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Zhu Ming, a first-grade Confucian cultivator. This monk was just a fifth-grade martial artist, but Tang Wang Zhao Zhong seemed to be somewhat protective of him.
"Of course I know!"
King Tang came up from behind He Pingan, silently blocked He Pingan behind him, and spoke.
Then a message fell into Zhu Ming's ears.
After a few breaths, the latter listened, nodded silently, stopped asking any more questions, returned to the mind-inquiring mirror, and continued to ask people.
"what happened?"
Tang Wang Zhao Zhong looked back at He Pingan, and then asked: "When did you break through to the fifth level?"
Then the spiritual consciousness fell on He Ping'an and found that his state was not stable, still a little high and low, and it was obvious that the breakthrough did not last long.
He Pingan briefly described the conflict to Tang Wang Zhao Zhong, and at the same time said that he had just made a breakthrough when he felt the pressure of Gongsun Yuanzheng during the battle.
This kind of breakthrough is very common among warriors, because most warriors are stubborn and like to fight bravely, so they often break through in battles at the critical moment of life and death.
Zhao Zhong glanced at Gongsun Yuanzheng, who was rescued by Zhu Ming, and frowned: "Do you know who that person is?"
"Who is his master?"
He Ping'an raised his eyebrows and said to himself, I know who he is, but I won't tell him.
Besides, no matter who he was, he pissed me off. Not to mention him, even his master was chopped with a knife.
But he said respectfully: "I don't know."
Zhao Zhong shook his head helplessly and said: "The man's name is Gongsun Yuanzheng, and he is the younger brother of the former Gongsun Yuanyi of the medicine refining company."
"Because Gongsun Yuanyi became a disciple of Zhenren Tao, he was recommended by Zhenren Tao and became a disciple of Zhu Cheng, Duke of Dingguo."
"Dingguo Gong Zhu Cheng, you should have heard of it, right?"
"Yeah, I heard it."
He Ping'an nodded. Zhu Chengnai, Duke of Dingguo, was a top-level martial artist who was in charge of a million forbidden troops. Among the nobles, his status was only lower than that of Tang Wang Zhao Zhong.
Seeing his indifferent look, Tang Wang Zhao Zhong almost laughed angrily. If he hadn't found you so pleasing to the boy and had Qin Zhongxi recommending him many times, he would have kicked you in the butt.
About half a quarter of an hour later, Lu Wei came over with an alchemist from the Eternal Life Palace. The sixth-grade monk quickly stepped forward to report to Lu Wei what had just happened.
Gongsun Yuanzheng didn't take him seriously!
Lu Wei's expression suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at Gongsun Yuanzheng with a pair of falcon-like eyes.
The other party was rescued by Zhu Ming, a first-grade Confucian cultivator, and was reporting something next to Zhu Ming.
It has to be said that the recovery ability of warriors is indeed strong. Gongsun Yuanzheng took the healing elixir. He was in a miserable state just now. After only half a moment, his physical body had recovered a lot. At least he could walk and speak normally.
In front of Zhu Ming, Lu Wei couldn't say anything more, but he had already silently remembered this Liangzi in his heart.
Anyone who can join the Dragon Guard has a great background, and Lu Wei is no exception. The elders in the family have a close relationship with Mingyu, the Dragon Guard master.
And this Master Mingyu, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the first level of Taoism, may step into the half-step transcendence at any time.
A quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of a monk who maintained order, He Pingan walked to the Mind-Questioning Mirror.
