Prince Qi was originally waiting for Uncle Han to take action to capture the opponent, and then he felt hatred in his heart.
But who would have thought that Han Fengqiu spent so long and still failed to catch the other party.
At that moment, he felt a little relieved. Well, he couldn't even catch him at the ninth level. It's normal for me to lose before he was an eighth level.
Murong Qinghe stared at the situation in the field, his heroic eyebrows furrowing deeper and deeper: "Your brother-in-law is really weird. He was like this when he fought with the crown prince before, and he is like this now with the ninth-grade peak. What is his limit?"
Chu Youzhao said proudly: "My brother-in-law is very powerful."
There was still some regret in her heart, but it was a pity that her sister was not here and could not see such a majestic side of him.
Hearing the commotion around him, Han Fengqiu stopped, his old face burning badly.
With his level of cultivation, he couldn't even catch a hair on the opponent's head with so many moves, and he already lost face.
He knew that if he continued like this, it would be difficult for him to catch the other party, so he simply stopped and said, "You brat, you really pissed me off."
Zu An couldn't help but smile: "So you weren't even angry when your pants fell off in public just now."
He had fought life and death battles with more powerful masters, so although Han Fengqiu was powerful, it was not enough to really scare him.
Han Fengqiu's face twitched, he took a deep breath, said nothing, and put his sword across his face.
Buzz buzz!
The sword trembled slightly, making bursts of dragon roars.
Then he drew a big circle in front of him with his right hand.
The sword that was originally lying in front of him suddenly turned into countless swords, like a peacock in full bloom or a chrysanthemum in full bloom.
Zu An also put away his smile, and he could feel the chill of the opponent's sword energy from a long distance away.
Han Fengqiu threw the sword formation ring in front of him into the sky. The sword ring continued to rotate and make a humming sound.
Immediately afterwards, two became two, two became four, four became eight...
Countless sword energy split densely throughout the air.
Han Fengqiu laughed evilly: "Little bastard, let's see where you can hide this time!"
Obviously he has the same plan as the previous Prince Qi. Since your dodge skills are weird, he will directly deal AOE area damage to make it inevitable for you to avoid.
At this time, the woman in the carriage spoke: "Help!"
Obviously, in her opinion, there was absolutely no way Zu An could avoid this move.
"Okay!" The toothless coachman grinned, then took a step forward and appeared directly on the field.
At this moment, the sword energy in mid-air suddenly descended, forming a rain of swords all over the sky. Every inch of land within a radius of tens of feet was saturated and covered, so that no matter where Zu An hid, he would not be able to escape.
Zu An looked serious and used a sword. I happened to have a similar skill.
Just when he was about to take action, a figure appeared in front of him.
"Hey, that coachman
?" Zu An immediately recognized the other person. He had missing and bucked teeth. He was so ugly that it was difficult not to recognize him.
At this moment, the toothless coachman reached out and grabbed Han Fengqiu's sword in the air. It was just an ordinary grab.
As soon as the sword was caught, the sword energy that filled the sky shattered and disappeared instantly like bubbles.
Han Fengqiu's smile suddenly froze on his face. He originally planned to watch Zu An wail in pain after being hit by the sword energy, but how could he have expected that such a change would occur?
However, he immediately reacted and bowed respectfully to the toothless carriage driver: "Han Fengqiu, the envoy of Prince Qi's Mansion, has met the senior!"
Although the other person seems to be younger than him, in the world of spiritual practice, those who are masters come first.
The opponent can easily see through his sword formation and grab his sword directly. It is obviously at least one level higher than him. Only a master or above, after touching the soul, can distinguish the false and retain the true in the sword energy in the sky, and directly find the formation's eye.
At the same time, he also revealed his identity. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he could not be as powerful as King Qi, which was a secret warning.
The toothless coachman snorted coldly: "Mona is trying to scare me with King Qi. I really can't beat King Qi, but it's easy to beat you."
Han Fengqiu: "..."
"By the way, I laughed just now, didn't you want to beat me up?" The toothless coachman refused to give in, looking at him with a half-smile.
Han Fengqiu hurriedly apologized: "I don't dare!"
Sweat broke out on his temples, and he thought to himself what evil he had done today, and he met some monsters when he went out.
Originally, he wanted to suppress the whole crowd and pretend to be cool, but instead of showing off, he was shown off.
"I'm sorry you don't dare." Toothless Ma Fufu snorted, then turned to look at Zu An, "Well, you are a good boy. Although your mouth is a bit poisonous, you have a talented appearance and good cultivation."
Zu An was speechless for a while, what the hell is the way you look at your son-in-law?
He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "If I had known that senior was so cultivated, I would not have shown my shame before."
No wonder they didn't show any intention of thanking him when he stopped the frightened horse. It turned out that the galloping horse couldn't hurt them at all.
"It's rare to have a chivalrous heart." The toothless coachman looked at him more and more.
Chu Youzhao was surprised and happy. One second she saw the sky full of sword energy flying towards Zu'an, and her heart was about to burst out. The next second, there was such a mysterious strong man helping her brother-in-law. Listen to him
With his tone, I thought my brother-in-law would be fine today.
She couldn't help but quietly asked Murong Qinghe: "You know the people in the practice circle best, do you know who this senior is?"
Murong Qinghe was a little confused: "I don't know."
It stands to reason that in the entire capital circle, she generally knows all the masters above the Grand Master level, but there is no one who fits the characteristics of the person in front of her.
There is no clan emblem on the carriage over there, and its appearance is no different from ordinary people's carriages, and it is also impossible to see the road.
The prince of Qi on the side was dissatisfied.
Han Fengqiu had some scruples, but he had no scruples.
In the entire capital, unless he meets the emperor, there are really few people who need to be afraid of him: "Who are you? Do you know that you are covering up the criminals who murdered the officers and obstructing the court's law enforcement?"
The toothless coachman chuckled, revealing his yellow and buck teeth: "You don't have to scare me with these things. The right and wrong in this will be clearly understood by all the court officials."
At this time, Zu An spoke: "Brother Persimmon, you can eat randomly but not talk nonsense. When did I murder the imperial officers? These people were just frozen."
Zu An took back the cold energy, and the original ice sculptures came to life one by one, but many of them were missing arms and legs.
Prince Qi's face changed. What kind of trick did the other party have? It was so miraculous. However, he did not care to explore this and immediately said: "Even if you are not dead, but you have broken so many limbs, attacking an officer is still a serious crime!
"
Zu An smiled: "Is there someone watching next to you? You just made so many fights just to show off, knocking these ice sculptures to the ground, and then causing their arms and legs to be broken. Speaking of which,
The culprit is yourself, please this old gentleman with his pants down, please arrest the real culprit!"
"You!" Prince Qi was so angry that he was trembling all over. He originally planned to turn black and white on the basis of his family status, but in the end, he felt that the identities of both parties had been lost.
The anger value from Zhao Zhi is +888+888+888...
Han Fengqiu's eyes jumped when she heard the words about the old man who dropped his pants. Was this guy born specifically to annoy people?
The anger value from Han Fengqiu is +999+999+999...
He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to take action, and looked at the toothless carriage driver: "May I ask your senior's name?"
He knew that the key lies in this mysterious strong man. Without this man, Zu An would be nothing more than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"I forgot my name, I'm just an ordinary coachman." The toothless coachman waved his hand casually.
Others were confused, but Han Fengqiu's expression changed slightly: "Could it be that you are..."
The Prince of Qi on the side was annoyed: "Whoever he is, today..."
Han Fengqiu hurried over to stop him and whispered in his ear: "Prince, he is..."
Prince Qi's breathing immediately became rapid, and he hurriedly looked at the ordinary carriage over there, his eyes filled with hope and desire.
Zu An frowned, what's going on with this guy? He looks like a boar in heat? He's not afraid that the electric thing will break if he gets excited?
At this time, the toothless carriage driver smiled at Zu An and said, "Boy, my master has invited you."
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The comic "" is out. If you are interested, just go to Bilibili Comics and search for "". I think the drawing is pretty good.
However, I highly doubt that the artist is a chest-controller. Everyone is drawn so fiercely. I remember that Cher is obviously set to have a slightly flat chest...