Song Manting's eyes flashed with anger: "Li Rang, the recruitment of the righteous men to conquer the Heavenly Thieves Alliance has not started yet, so you are just there to share the credit and work, do you think it is appropriate?"

Wan Lei, the general manager of the Pengcheng Chamber of Commerce, suddenly said: "To be fair, fellow Taoist Song is right. Now is not the time to pursue small details."

Who doesn’t know that your Chamber of Commerce wears the same pants as the Shixuanmen... The hedgehog-headed man, Li Rang, sneered, ignored the two of them, and shouted: "Xiao Cuo, I know you are not well-intentioned, but

I am willing to give you a chance, tell me, who is that person?"

Xiao Cuo smiled, not hiding his intentions at all: "That man is far away in the horizon, but right in front of you." He moved his body with difficulty and looked at Xie Qingyun, who was in the same prison.

Everyone followed his gaze and turned to Xie Qingyun.

The audience suddenly became noisy again.

Xie Qingyun said nothing.

Everyone looked at Xiao Cuo again, and Xiao Cuo said calmly: "Yes, I'm talking about him, Xie Qingyun! If it weren't for him, those two disciples of the Ten Xuanmen would have been killed by my arrows. If you don't believe me, you can ask

.”

"Uh..." Senior Brother Yang felt Song Manting's cold gaze, and his scalp went numb all of a sudden, "Senior Brother Song caught him, he caught him..." He lowered his head, not daring to look at Xie Qingyun and Si Nan.

Lian Hai said without hesitation: "Xiao Cuo has killed many people and done all kinds of evil things. Don't believe him. It was my senior brother Song who arrested him and he has nothing to do with Xie Qingyun."

Xiao Cuo looked at them with disdain, puffed out his chest and smiled coldly: "Yes, I, Xiao Cuo, am a wicked person. Who allows the world to force people to do evil? But I have not dared to do any of the sins I have committed in my life.

Admit it, compared to the hypocritical faces of your Ten Mysterious Sects, they are quite upright."

The tragic situation in Lian's mansion was vivid in his mind. Lian Hai hated Xiao Cuo deeply and laughed sternly: "Listen, everyone, isn't it ridiculous for a criminal to describe himself as upright?"

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

At this time Li Rang suddenly shouted.

Xie Qingyun looked over and said with a half-smile, "We have met before, right?"

"Fellow Taoist had just drunk too much and bumped into me." Xie Qingyun said.

"Yes, I also apologized to you." Li Rang said.

Xie Qingyun fully agreed: "It is said that the quality of wine reflects the character of a person, and it seems that this statement is true."

When people are praised in the areas where they are most satisfied, they can't help but feel happy.

"So," Li Rang smiled happily, "can you tell me the truth?"

"You ask." Xie Qingyun said.

Li Rang said: "Did you arrest the person, or Song Manting?"

Xie Qingyun was ready to deny it without much hesitation. It's not that he didn't care about the credit. The education he received in his previous life made him have zero tolerance for criminals and crimes.

Song Manting's confrontation with each other posed the risk of collapse before the "punitive army" was established. He was more willing to improve Song Manting's reputation.

Unexpectedly, just when he was about to deny it, Song Manting suddenly said: "Actually, I also have a question that I really want to know. This person appeared in Liuguo out of thin air. Has any of us seen him before? A person with the tenth level of spiritual energy.

The Qi Refiner appeared in Liuguo without any warning, and it coincided with the Shendu Cult causing trouble in the world... If you are more willing to believe a foreigner, just pretend that I, Song Manting, have never been here."

Lian Hai followed his train of thought and his eyes lit up: "Is this person a spy from the Shendu Sect?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Xie Qingyun opened his mouth and swallowed back what he was about to say.

Lian Hai immediately said: "He didn't say anything, he admitted it!"

Si Nan glanced at him. There was no big fluctuation in this glance, such as murderous intent or malice. It was just a very ordinary look at him. His heart trembled, and he instinctively felt that he had done the stupidest thing in his life.

"Your name is Song Manting, right?"

Xie Qingyun slowly stretched his body, and the magic cage shattered in an instant, bursting out like fragile bubbles and returning to its original spiritual power.

Lian Hai and Senior Brother Yang turned pale, stepped back a few steps, and looked at him in disbelief.

Shen Manshu's eyes sparkled, and she looked at Li Rang. Li Rang's lips moved, and he secretly transmitted the message: "Senior sister, Song Manting used the wind clan's inherited sacred objects to create the prison of wind. When we are at the tenth level of spiritual breath, Can it be broken open?"

"Do you think this person is hiding his cultivation?" Shen Manshu said.

"It's very possible, don't take action yet, just observe and observe." Li Rang said.

Shen Manshu nodded slowly.

…

"I'm actually a very talkative person. If others try to coax me, as long as it's not a matter of principle, I won't care too much."

Xie Qingyun walked to the center of the stage, twisted his waist and stretched his arms as if no one else was watching, "But if you think I have a good temper, you are wrong."

Song Manting looked at him calmly: "You have a bad temper, so what?"

The answer to Song Manting was Xie Qingyun's sword.

Famous Swordsman Long Night.

The long night falls in the deep blue world.

It wasn't until the sound of "choking" reached his ears that Song Manting was shocked to realize that the clan's inherited sacred weapon on his waist had spontaneously opened the magic shield to protect the master. His hands overlapped to form a triangle shape, and the magic power passed through the layers of the sacred weapon on his waist. Overlapping, the dharma shield becomes more and more emerald green, like a piece of full-colored jade.

The sword is a weapon for killing, and the beautiful things in this world are not in its eyes.

Maybe the moment the blood flower blooms, it has been eternal.

Maybe it is already a kind of beauty in itself.

An indescribable cloud of sparks, like fireworks blooming under the dark blue sky.

The jade finally didn't break.

Song Manting sneered.

But Xie Qingyun is more than just a sword?

The emerald magic shield withstood the blows like a violent storm for a while.

Song Manting mobilized his magic power to support the magic shield, but it still slipped away... straight to the edge of the high platform.

Xie Qingyun suddenly took two steps back and held the knife in both hands. When he lunged forward with a short body, he had changed the knife to a backhand.

At a certain moment, the light of the sword passed through the jade shield.

The magic shield vibrated violently, and the sharp edge of the removed knife cut a deep groove several meters long on the aqua blue table.

"There is no other way but to draw the sword."

During the first battle in the long night, there was a constant humming in the ears; Xie Qingyun stood with his back turned and said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Manting's meticulous bun was spread out, and his nostrils were bleeding profusely.

Everyone was shocked and looked sideways, unable to believe that such a situation would happen in the battle between the tenth level of Spiritual Breath and the fifteenth level of Spiritual Breath.

Among the crowd in the audience, Wang Bo and Wu Xuanbin looked at each other in shock.

A few meters away, a masked woman looked at Xie Qingyun and murmured to herself: "Everything has its owner, and every night has its owner. Xie Qingyun, please don't let me down."

Near the high platform, Chang Dian's eyes flashed, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Famous things have their owners, and the long night has its return. The waves of time have swept through the ages, and the storms of the world are rising again. On the Tianshan Mountains, who is in charge of the ups and downs?

…

Song Manting touched his nostrils, glanced down, and then turned to face Xie Qingyun's back. His face seemed to have made thousands of expressions in an instant, and all the expressions converged into four words: "I want you to die." !”

His robes shook, invisible mana surged out, and a violent mana tide appeared on the high platform.

Shen Manqing's beautiful eyes shot out a cold light, and she slowly reached out to hold her hand into the void. Suddenly, she heard Wan Lei say in an old voice, "Hitting someone does not disrespect the face. It involves the reputation of the Ten Mysterious Sects. Now it has nothing to do with personal grudges. If the fairy steps in to stop it, , I am afraid that the Ten Xuanmen will withdraw from it."

"Sister, to capture the Heavenly Thieves Alliance, Song Manting's combat power is still indispensable." Li Rang said inexplicably, "And we can also see what Xie Qingyun can do."

Shen Manqing said nothing. The shackles and resistance of worldly affairs always follow her. She has learned deeply about it for a long time. She can also see the intricate connections between people in the world more transparently than anyone else. As a sword cultivator, she is trapped in a fish pond. The suffocating feeling often put her on the verge of going berserk.

This time, she finally endured it.

…

A total of four spiritual power tides formed an overwhelming tornado, corresponding to each other and connecting to form a dark gray wind wall.

Xie Qingyun was in the center of the storm, as if he was encountering a large whirlpool while sailing. Countless winds were cutting through his protective magic like sharp knives. The "iron wall" was quickly destroyed into powder, and the shadow mist could not survive the hurricane at all. Unable to maintain it, he lost most of his counterattack options.

After a long night, he raised his head.

Outside the storm, Song Manting stood in thin air, his long hair making a sound, and his sharp eyes shooting out thousands of knives, one after another striking at Xie Qingyun. His hands were spread out relative to each other, like a string being pulled apart, "clanging". Ejects an air slash visible to the naked eye.

In a few breaths, countless amounts of air poured down.

Xie Qingyun used his parallel fingers as a sword. In a row in front of him, the sparks lit up one by one. When the spell was cast, there were sixteen in total. As his thoughts moved, the sparks drew out long flame tails...

Boom boom!

…

"The 'Spark' of Luoyun Sect!" Li Rang blurted out, and then said in surprise, "It turns out that he is from Luoyun Sect, but hasn't Luoyun Sect already..."

Neither Shen Manqing nor Wan Lei spoke.

But the next moment, their expressions changed at the same time. The sound of the twenty-one star fires exploding was much more exaggerated than they imagined. A ball of flames suddenly expanded, and all the air slashes could not escape the blow. The fate of being devoured by flames continues to expand its territory.

Song Manting was stunned for a moment, patted his waist, and the jade belt shined brightly, and then the storm was maintained.

"When did the 'Spark' have such power?" Wan Lei asked doubtfully.

"There is no spark, but Xie Qingyun does." Shen Manqing's beautiful eyes twinkled.

"What do you mean?" Li Rang asked.

Wan Lei seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Shen Manqing. Seeing that she did not deny it, he slowly said word by word: "Innate Spirit Body!"

"What!" Li Rang said in shock, "It's the legendary top spiritual root that can increase the power of spells? No wonder..." He couldn't help but murmured, "No wonder he is only sixteen or seventeen years old and is already at the tenth level of spiritual energy! What if? If you maintain this advancement, it is very likely that you will be promoted to Yinyu before the age of twenty."
Chapter completed!