So crazy!

This is Xu Huaiying’s heartfelt feeling.

He was born into a wealthy family in Yingshui. His father was in charge of the family, and he also served as the clan leader. He was once a cabinet bachelor.

Tracing back to our ancestors who have gone through two dynasties, four generations and three princes, they have always stood firm and can be called a first-class family.

Otherwise, the Korean prince would not be allowed to condescend and take the initiative to propose marriage in the hope of a marriage.

It is precisely because of this family background that many people dream of that Xu Huaiying has met various dignitaries since he was a child, and also got to know many Zhentong disciples.

Therefore, I understood very early on that power can overwhelm people and force can create power.

"If you hold a powerful position, if you are from a high place, all you will see are tiny ants. If a grain of sand falls casually on an ordinary person, it may become a mountain, crushing the person to pieces.

And his own superb martial arts is equivalent to possessing a sharp blade, having a murderous intention, being unafraid in the face of trouble, keeping his face unchanged, and having an unparalleled momentum. He can easily splash blood with five steps..."

Xu Huaiying's mind wandered, and he looked directly at the red python robe, thinking:

"This person thinks that he can control the power, but he doesn't know that the master is angry and can make enemies of the country ten steps away!

It’s really too arrogant and you should die!”

Seeing that Ji Yuan didn't even buy the favor of Zhan Shifu in the East Palace, Xu Huaiying simply stopped talking and held the jade Ruyi in his hand with cold eyes.

He didn't believe that for a fifth-grade Qianhu of Beizhen Fusi, the East Palace would disregard the face of Zhenwu Mountain.

Although the Six True Traditions obey the imperial court's orders, it is not the case that the ministers are groveling to the king.

The leaders of each holy land are all great innate beings who are the best in the world.

The prince who has been in charge of the country for twenty years may not dare to offend him.

In Tianjing City, there is never a shortage of the kind of nouveau riche and poor people who become rich overnight and reach the sky in one step.

Their fates are often the same. They climb high and fall heavily, leaving no bones left!

"What an arrogant Ji Jiulang, what I said to you is worth drinking a hundred cups of wine!"

Yu Qingfei, who was standing between the two of them, put his palms together and praised:

"I have long been disgusted with these people who are the direct descendants of the six true traditions!

Their eyes are higher than their heads, their nostrils are pointed skyward, and they move out of their masters’ elders at every turn... Why should anyone give them three points?

Isn’t the leader of the Qingyang Jiuxuan God lineage the 20th ranked Qilin Taoist on the Mountains and Rivers List!

Let him come! The great innate in Tianjing City is the best in the world, at least he has one hand!"

Xu Huaiying felt that Ji Jiulang was arrogant and ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth, but Yu Qingfei thought that even a commoner could underestimate the arrogance of a prince.

He spent a long time honing his courage and martial arts at the border, and the thing he despised the most was the group of pretentious women in Tianjing City who acted like generals.

They will just sit on their father's merits and wait to die, and few of them have real material.

Secondly, there are the walking disciples of the Six True Traditions who think highly of themselves.

I wish I could fart, it would be full of the flavor of immortality.

"Yu Erlang, you are so bold! Do you think that by entering the military martial arts temple to practice martial arts, you can humiliate the leader of Zhenwu Mountain?"

Xu Huaiying's big sleeves were fluttering, and there were waves of real air oscillating all over his body, and there was a coldness between his brows and eyes.

There was a shock under my feet, like stepping on a gangbang, and the floor tiles as hard as hard iron burst into pieces.

Tuk-tuk! Tuk-tuk-tuk!

Dozens of debris were shot into the thick wooden beams like a powerful crossbow!

Xu Huaiying, who is wearing an aqua robe and a Xiaoyao scarf, uses the force of this step to make his body look like an arrow leaving the string.

The living thunderclouds gathered above the head, constantly shrinking and expanding.

Amidst the violent explosions, only electric pythons and thunder dragons were seen wandering around.

Seemingly receiving strong blessings from Pei Ran, Xu Huaiying struck a palm with his right hand.

It's like a god beating a big drum, containing endless explosive atmosphere, like the sound of thunder vibrating.

The air current as thick as white waves exploded with a bang.

This palm is pressed down quickly, and the five fingers are squeezed into a fist!

It's like a big mallet hitting the drum head, a powerful blow!

"Shenxiao Taoist book! Thunder God's hammering method!"

Yu Qingfei's eyes shrank, not surprised but happy.

He originally wanted to have a showdown with Xu Huaiying, but was disrupted by Ji Yuan who came out halfway.

Now it is just right to restart the dispute and fight again!

That fierce thunderclap was like the violent muffled thunder falling from the sky.

When it exploded in the air, there was a roaring sound, and fierce strength immediately appeared!

"Well done!"

Yu Qingfei reacted very quickly, and his muscles and bones crackled like fried beans.

The five fingers of the right hand are brought together, the skin and flesh are lightly flicked, stretched rapidly, and the air waves are cut quickly!

It's like a broadsword slashing across the sky, suddenly slashing through!

The same move is as fast as lightning, like the wind cutting the grass!

Fierce and ruthless, blocking all subsequent changes!

"One of the three major sword scriptures of the Military Academy of Martial Arts! The Heavenly Prison Sword Scripture!"

Xu Huaiying is a direct descendant of Zhenwu Mountain, so his vision cannot be bad.

He revealed Yu Qingfei's martial arts skills in an instant. In a flash of thought, his fists and palms intertwined, and he was separated with one touch!

Boom!

The two bursts of internal energy were like hundreds of barrels of gunpowder detonating in an instant, making a deafening explosion!

The fierce force tore through the large airflow, like a strong wind blowing past!

In the main hall, the tables, chairs and futons are all staggered or even torn apart!

"Namo Amitabha!"

Monk Xuanming, who was sitting on the futon, raised his sleeves and spread out his thick energy, like a huge copper bell covering all directions.

Protect the people behind you!

After doing this, his attention was not focused on Yu Qingfei and Xu Huaiying who were fighting against each other.

Instead, his eyes were burning, looking at the red python robe standing at the door of the palace.

In the place where Ji Qianhu was located, the battle between qi and energy was particularly fierce.

But I don’t know why, like the fierce force of the turbulent undercurrent.

Before it invaded three feet in front of you, it disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

Deng Deng Deng!

With a snap of a third's fingers, the two figures each took a few steps back, leaving their footsteps on the floor tiles.

Xu Huaiying was obviously a little out of breath. He breathed out a few times quickly before he recovered and said coldly:

"The Heavenly Prison Sword Sutra, coupled with the visualization of the Spring and Autumn Sword Intent, coupled with the power of a tiger and a bear... no wonder you are so arrogant!

The genius seeds of the military martial arts temple are really different!"

Yu Qingfei also took a deep breath to calm down the turbulent energy and blood in his body, and said calmly:

"If I hadn't improved my skills, how could I, my eldest son, seek the bad luck of your majestic Zhenwushan disciple!

What? Xu Huaiying, if you think you are inferior and apologize to my eldest sister in front of everyone, I can let you go today.

Otherwise, once my Sanyin Demon-Slaying Sword is released, there will be no room left for me!"

He has stayed in Zhaoyao Mountain for these years, following the example of Zong Pingnan, starting as an armored man, tempering his energy and blood every day, and killing demons.

Just for this moment, he knocked Xu Huaiying to the ground and let out the depression in his chest!

"Erlang of the Yu family, your giant spirit battle body is well-cast, but brother Huaiying's Shenxiao Dao body is just a bit inferior. If we really fight, it would be a bit of an advantage."

Yang Ping'er, who was kneeling on Putian, saw that there was no winner between the two, so she did Juju.

"Miss Yang San, what does this mean?"

Yu Qingfei frowned and looked at Yang Ping'er, who looked like a lady in a painting.

The fairy's face is as radiant as gurgling water, which actually calms the anger and annoyance in my heart.

"Ping'er just feels it's a pity that today's civil and military meeting was originally a grand event in Tianjing City.

As a result, there was a fight between Erlang of the Yu family and Taoist brother Huaiying, and Master Youji later rushed out of the way. Master Xuanming also became angry and came here with the idea of ​​​​distinguishing the superiors and inferiors.
To be continued...