Chapter 1091 I am the basic swordsmanship
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 1091 I am the basic swordsmanship
"What is the origin of this devil's fetus?" The eldest prince was immediately helped up by the surrounding soldiers. His injuries were not serious, but his self-esteem was severely hit.
Among the many children of Qi Moxing, the Holy Lord of the Golden Dynasty, apart from Qi Xiu who has two spiritual veins, Qi Feng is the most talented. His spiritual veins are not only metallic, but also of excellent quality.
Originally thought that after getting rid of Qi Xiu, there would be no one in the entire Shengjin Dynasty who could compare with him, but today Zhang Mengyu gave him a hard lesson, telling him what it means to be someone who is beyond human beings and someone who is beyond the sky.
Zhang Mengyu was only at the eighth level of true martial arts, but he unexpectedly killed himself who was half a step above the sky-breaking strength in seconds!Even his strength is considered very strong among warriors who have broken through the sky in half a step.
He couldn't accept it, nor was he willing to accept such a fact!
"What are you looking at, have you never seen a handsome guy? Your eyes are so big, do you want to kill me?" Zhang Menglong provoked the eldest prince, "If you are not convinced, come and hit me!"
The eldest prince's face was flushed red with anger, but he clearly knew how big the strength gap between the two was, and he was not Zhang Mengyu's opponent at all. He gritted his teeth and slowly put his hand into his crotch.
"Is there no one to stop me? Then I will go to save people," Zhang Mengyu muttered as he walked forward, "I grew up so old that I was blocked for the first time when I saw people saving people. If the bird is really big, there are all kinds of forests, absolutely."
"Xing Wujie, what are you still doing? Did you manage to let a man of unknown origin approach father like this?" The eldest prince Qi Feng shouted loudly.
As if hearing his shout, a cold sword suddenly shot out from the depths of the palace, drew an arc in the sky, and then penetrated deeply into the dim steps.
A moment later, a figure in a white robe and a hood descended from the sky, standing on the hilt of the sword with one foot.
His aura was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, but his face was covered by the hood, so no one could see his appearance clearly.
"Brother Zhang, be careful, he is Xing Wujie, my father's personal bodyguard, and also the only son of the late general in our Shengjin Dynasty, he is already a martial artist who broke the sky!" You Ruo said loudly again.
For this unruly and willful princess, Xing Wujie was also very helpless. If it was someone else, the head would have been killed by this time, but for the princess, he didn't have the guts to do it.
"You can't go any further!" Xing Wujie said to Zhang Mengyu.
"I know, I want to save your boss." Zhang Mengyu said calmly, "Perhaps because of your obstruction, your Holy Master lost the possibility of surviving."
Xing Wujie was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about the credibility of Zhang Mengyu's words, "Are you really a magic fetus?"
"That's right." Zhang Mengyu said.
"According to Master Bai's prophecy, you will overthrow the entire dynasty. Why do you want to save the Holy Lord?"
"A man's promise, you know nothing," Zhang Mengyu said, "I think Qi Xiu is pleasing to the eye, and I want to help him, is that unusual?"
"Everyone, look!" Qi Xiu suddenly ran to the front of the crowd, and directly released his aura of the seventh level of true martial arts.
"Seventh rank of true martial arts? Hasn't the spiritual vein of the seventh prince been destroyed?"
"His body recovered?"
"How is this possible? His body, even Master Han and the others, can't do anything about it. How can it be cured?"
"Do you feel that the seventh prince's profound energy has become different? Although I can't say it, I feel that it seems to be much stronger than the ordinary profound energy."
The fact that Qi Xiu's spiritual veins were destroyed is known to everyone in the imperial city. Almost everyone believes that he will never have a chance to become a warrior again in this life. Even the Holy Master almost gave up on him, but now he But it was as if he had been reborn.
"My body was healed by Brother Zhang! You said he was a magic fetus, but he helped me!"
"It's him?"
"No wonder he came so close to the Seventh Prince."
"Since he can heal the Seventh Prince's body, can he really heal the Holy Lord?"
Many people began to waver at this moment.
"You really cured the Seventh Prince's body?" Xing Wujie couldn't help asking.
"Believe it or not!" Zhang Menglong pretended to be indifferent to answers, as if they believed half of what was good for him, and he didn't take any money.
"In this case, then."
"That's enough, nonsense!" Qi Feng couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, "Even if he cured the old man, who can guarantee that he didn't pretend to be kind to deceive Lao Qi's trust first, and then took the opportunity to get close to the father? You Don't you think the time when the magic fetus appeared and the time when the father was infected with poisonous insects are too coincidental?"
Having said that, everyone seems to think it makes sense.
"Xing Wujie, as the eldest prince, I order you to take down this devil's fetus immediately!" Qi Feng finally pulled out his hand that had been stuffed in his trouser pocket for a long time. In his hand was a golden token with Totem of the Holy Golden Dynasty.
"Holy Emperor Order!"
This is a token representing the imperial power, and only the heirs to the throne are eligible to get it.
Qi Feng actually got this token!In other words, Qi Feng is already Qi Moxing's chosen heir!
Everyone's face changed drastically when they saw this token, only Qi Feng showed a smug look in his eyes.
Since Qi Xiu left the imperial city, Qi Feng has become the only strong competitor compared to other pustular brothers. Not long ago, Qi Moxing quietly called him to his residence, and handed over the token to him. he.
But the Holy Lord is not dead for a day, and he is just an heir. He thought that the life of a warrior in the sky-shattering realm is very long, and it is not a problem to easily live for 2000 years. The current Qi Moxing is only two or three hundred years old. It abdicates to let the virtuous, but also the year of the monkey?
Qi Moxing didn't want to bring it, his eldest son was actually the filial son who murdered him!
"What? My words don't work, do they?" Qi Feng stared at Xing Wujie and asked.
"Obey!" Xing Wujie must obey the token owner's order unconditionally, even if it is a wrong order, all he has to do is execute it!
"I'm sorry, the emperor's order is hard to break!"
Another sword appeared in Xing Wujie's hand, and that sword moved towards Zhang Mengyu's heart like a poisonous snake. This sword carried a powerful profound energy, and there was even a piercing sound of piercing the air, one after another sharp The sword energy locked onto Zhang Mengyu's body immediately.
"Hey!" Zhang Menghe breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time a sword appeared in his hand, with the word "Changhong" written on the hilt. This is a nine-level martial art he forged according to the "Changhong Sword" weapon!
"Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Sword Style!" There were no fancy moves in his swordsmanship, as if he just stabbed forward casually.
"What?" A flash of shock flashed in Xing Wujie's eyes. Although Zhang Menglong's cultivation base of profound energy is strong, it still can't pose a threat in his eyes, but Zhang Mengyu unexpectedly found his sword technique in the first time. The only flaw in it!
This is a rank nine swordsmanship!He was used by a warrior of the sky breaking realm, but was found by a warrior of the eighth level of true martial arts. To put it bluntly, this is even a shame!
However, the huge difference in profound energy only caused Xing Wujie's sword to stop, and Zhang Menglong's breaking sword style couldn't possibly hurt him.
"What kind of sword technique is this?" Xing Wujie asked, he actually felt a kind of back-to-nature power from this sword, and even just saw this sword, he actually had an epiphany about his own sword way.
"This is not some kind of swordsmanship," Zhang Mengyu replied, "If you have to say it, it's a basic swordsmanship!"
(End of this chapter)
"What is the origin of this devil's fetus?" The eldest prince was immediately helped up by the surrounding soldiers. His injuries were not serious, but his self-esteem was severely hit.
Among the many children of Qi Moxing, the Holy Lord of the Golden Dynasty, apart from Qi Xiu who has two spiritual veins, Qi Feng is the most talented. His spiritual veins are not only metallic, but also of excellent quality.
Originally thought that after getting rid of Qi Xiu, there would be no one in the entire Shengjin Dynasty who could compare with him, but today Zhang Mengyu gave him a hard lesson, telling him what it means to be someone who is beyond human beings and someone who is beyond the sky.
Zhang Mengyu was only at the eighth level of true martial arts, but he unexpectedly killed himself who was half a step above the sky-breaking strength in seconds!Even his strength is considered very strong among warriors who have broken through the sky in half a step.
He couldn't accept it, nor was he willing to accept such a fact!
"What are you looking at, have you never seen a handsome guy? Your eyes are so big, do you want to kill me?" Zhang Menglong provoked the eldest prince, "If you are not convinced, come and hit me!"
The eldest prince's face was flushed red with anger, but he clearly knew how big the strength gap between the two was, and he was not Zhang Mengyu's opponent at all. He gritted his teeth and slowly put his hand into his crotch.
"Is there no one to stop me? Then I will go to save people," Zhang Mengyu muttered as he walked forward, "I grew up so old that I was blocked for the first time when I saw people saving people. If the bird is really big, there are all kinds of forests, absolutely."
"Xing Wujie, what are you still doing? Did you manage to let a man of unknown origin approach father like this?" The eldest prince Qi Feng shouted loudly.
As if hearing his shout, a cold sword suddenly shot out from the depths of the palace, drew an arc in the sky, and then penetrated deeply into the dim steps.
A moment later, a figure in a white robe and a hood descended from the sky, standing on the hilt of the sword with one foot.
His aura was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, but his face was covered by the hood, so no one could see his appearance clearly.
"Brother Zhang, be careful, he is Xing Wujie, my father's personal bodyguard, and also the only son of the late general in our Shengjin Dynasty, he is already a martial artist who broke the sky!" You Ruo said loudly again.
For this unruly and willful princess, Xing Wujie was also very helpless. If it was someone else, the head would have been killed by this time, but for the princess, he didn't have the guts to do it.
"You can't go any further!" Xing Wujie said to Zhang Mengyu.
"I know, I want to save your boss." Zhang Mengyu said calmly, "Perhaps because of your obstruction, your Holy Master lost the possibility of surviving."
Xing Wujie was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about the credibility of Zhang Mengyu's words, "Are you really a magic fetus?"
"That's right." Zhang Mengyu said.
"According to Master Bai's prophecy, you will overthrow the entire dynasty. Why do you want to save the Holy Lord?"
"A man's promise, you know nothing," Zhang Mengyu said, "I think Qi Xiu is pleasing to the eye, and I want to help him, is that unusual?"
"Everyone, look!" Qi Xiu suddenly ran to the front of the crowd, and directly released his aura of the seventh level of true martial arts.
"Seventh rank of true martial arts? Hasn't the spiritual vein of the seventh prince been destroyed?"
"His body recovered?"
"How is this possible? His body, even Master Han and the others, can't do anything about it. How can it be cured?"
"Do you feel that the seventh prince's profound energy has become different? Although I can't say it, I feel that it seems to be much stronger than the ordinary profound energy."
The fact that Qi Xiu's spiritual veins were destroyed is known to everyone in the imperial city. Almost everyone believes that he will never have a chance to become a warrior again in this life. Even the Holy Master almost gave up on him, but now he But it was as if he had been reborn.
"My body was healed by Brother Zhang! You said he was a magic fetus, but he helped me!"
"It's him?"
"No wonder he came so close to the Seventh Prince."
"Since he can heal the Seventh Prince's body, can he really heal the Holy Lord?"
Many people began to waver at this moment.
"You really cured the Seventh Prince's body?" Xing Wujie couldn't help asking.
"Believe it or not!" Zhang Menglong pretended to be indifferent to answers, as if they believed half of what was good for him, and he didn't take any money.
"In this case, then."
"That's enough, nonsense!" Qi Feng couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, "Even if he cured the old man, who can guarantee that he didn't pretend to be kind to deceive Lao Qi's trust first, and then took the opportunity to get close to the father? You Don't you think the time when the magic fetus appeared and the time when the father was infected with poisonous insects are too coincidental?"
Having said that, everyone seems to think it makes sense.
"Xing Wujie, as the eldest prince, I order you to take down this devil's fetus immediately!" Qi Feng finally pulled out his hand that had been stuffed in his trouser pocket for a long time. In his hand was a golden token with Totem of the Holy Golden Dynasty.
"Holy Emperor Order!"
This is a token representing the imperial power, and only the heirs to the throne are eligible to get it.
Qi Feng actually got this token!In other words, Qi Feng is already Qi Moxing's chosen heir!
Everyone's face changed drastically when they saw this token, only Qi Feng showed a smug look in his eyes.
Since Qi Xiu left the imperial city, Qi Feng has become the only strong competitor compared to other pustular brothers. Not long ago, Qi Moxing quietly called him to his residence, and handed over the token to him. he.
But the Holy Lord is not dead for a day, and he is just an heir. He thought that the life of a warrior in the sky-shattering realm is very long, and it is not a problem to easily live for 2000 years. The current Qi Moxing is only two or three hundred years old. It abdicates to let the virtuous, but also the year of the monkey?
Qi Moxing didn't want to bring it, his eldest son was actually the filial son who murdered him!
"What? My words don't work, do they?" Qi Feng stared at Xing Wujie and asked.
"Obey!" Xing Wujie must obey the token owner's order unconditionally, even if it is a wrong order, all he has to do is execute it!
"I'm sorry, the emperor's order is hard to break!"
Another sword appeared in Xing Wujie's hand, and that sword moved towards Zhang Mengyu's heart like a poisonous snake. This sword carried a powerful profound energy, and there was even a piercing sound of piercing the air, one after another sharp The sword energy locked onto Zhang Mengyu's body immediately.
"Hey!" Zhang Menghe breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time a sword appeared in his hand, with the word "Changhong" written on the hilt. This is a nine-level martial art he forged according to the "Changhong Sword" weapon!
"Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Sword Style!" There were no fancy moves in his swordsmanship, as if he just stabbed forward casually.
"What?" A flash of shock flashed in Xing Wujie's eyes. Although Zhang Menglong's cultivation base of profound energy is strong, it still can't pose a threat in his eyes, but Zhang Mengyu unexpectedly found his sword technique in the first time. The only flaw in it!
This is a rank nine swordsmanship!He was used by a warrior of the sky breaking realm, but was found by a warrior of the eighth level of true martial arts. To put it bluntly, this is even a shame!
However, the huge difference in profound energy only caused Xing Wujie's sword to stop, and Zhang Menglong's breaking sword style couldn't possibly hurt him.
"What kind of sword technique is this?" Xing Wujie asked, he actually felt a kind of back-to-nature power from this sword, and even just saw this sword, he actually had an epiphany about his own sword way.
"This is not some kind of swordsmanship," Zhang Mengyu replied, "If you have to say it, it's a basic swordsmanship!"
(End of this chapter)
