"No wonder Cheng Wuyong mistakenly thought he was a martial arts master who was seventeen or eighteen years old. With such a spiritual body, he can no longer be measured by the realm of this secular warrior."
At the same time, Su Yi noticed that although Qing Jin's aura was powerful, it was only at the early stage of Qi Gathering Realm.
Of course, the power controlled by this kind of spirit body is destined to far exceed the existence of the Qi Gathering Realm in this world!
Qing Jin's appearance made the middle-aged scribe and others look solemn.
But immediately, the woman who had assassinated the young man in purple robe before sneered and said: "Your Highness, Sixth Highness, do you think we didn't calculate the biggest threat around you for this operation?"
As she said that, she suddenly looked towards the crowd who had been hiding in the distance and said: "Senior, please take action!"
Everyone looked over subconsciously.
There was a commotion and panic in the crowd in the distance, and they all ducked away.
But only one man in sackcloth did not move.
He has slightly white temples and dark skin. He carries a four-foot-long cloth bag on his back, and his appearance is not surprising.
When he noticed that everyone was looking at him, the man in linen frowned, sighed, and strode towards this side.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With every step he took, the solid ground shook, and his aura increased.
In the eyes of everyone, in a daze, the man in linen clothes seemed to have turned into a mountain and was moving sideways. The aura on his body was so majestic and thick that it made it difficult to breathe.
"Grandmaster!"
Cheng Wuyong looked ugly.
They were dining here just now, but they didn't even notice that a martial arts master was here!
No, Mr. Su proposed to leave this place before. I am afraid he has already seen that there is similar trouble on the ninth floor.
He couldn't help but look at Su Yi.
But he saw that Su Yi's expression was as calm as before.
At the same time, Su Yi's voice rang in Cheng Wuyong's ears: "If you really can't avoid trouble later, just protect your young lady and Huang Ganjun."
Cheng Wuyong was shocked, but his whole body relaxed a lot.
"Grandmaster!"
At this time, Yuan Luoxi, Huang Ganjun and other people present finally came to their senses. Their expressions changed and their hands and feet became cold.
Once you become a master, you will be like a dragon in the sky!
Within the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the forces under the control of the Grand Master could be called a powerful clan!
And among the nineteen cities in Yunhe County, there are only a handful of existences like grandmasters.
But now, a grandmaster appeared on the nine-story high platform of the building and appeared in front of them.
“What a great gesture!”
The face of the young man in purple robe also changed, his eyes filled with anger.
He actually sent a grandmaster to assassinate him, which shows that the other party's intentions are vicious and his methods are extremely cruel!
"I knew it would be like this."
Qing Jin turned around and looked at the man in linen clothes with his knife-like eyes.
There was a touch of disdain on her beautiful face, "Grandmasters, you should be like the sun in the sky, bright and aboveboard, and have the power to be arrogant and unscrupulous, but you are timid and hide your head and tail, and you didn't show up until now, even though
He has the cultivation status of a master, but he is not worthy of the reputation of a master."
What he said was very domineering.
Everyone was moved.
The man in sackcloth had a resolute look on his face, motionless as a rock, and said indifferently: "Dragon has the power of ever-changing things. It can disrupt the world, but it can hide in the shadows. Just like the masters in this world, they naturally have their own ways of doing things.
A girl's partial generalization is no different from blinding her eyesight with a leaf."
The night is dark, the atmosphere here is becoming more and more depressing and tense, and the rain is about to come.
"Dragon? Haha, this is just a word of praise from secular warriors. It would be ridiculous to think of yourself as a dragon."
Qing Jin makes no secret of her disdain, is beautiful, stunning and powerful.
She threw the wine bottle in her hand and landed it firmly on a piece of paper. Then she raised her slender white jade finger and touched the green jasper bracelet on her left wrist.
With a flash of fire flowing.
Clang! Clang!
Two sword chants resounded.
Looking at her, she already held a pair of swords in her hands.
The blade is like a waning moon, and the blade is filled with a faint light of flame. Holding it in your hand, it looks like you are holding two crescent moons.
Feiyue Dual Swords!
"It's not bad to cut off the Grandmaster's head and drink it with wine at night like this."
In the lazy magnetic voice, Qing Jin's robes fluttered, and her curvaceous figure surged with an astonishing aura.
The two Feiyue swords in his hands buzzed and trembled, clear and melodious.
Everyone's breath was suffocated, their skin felt tingling, their throats seemed to be pressed against a sharp edge, and breathing became difficult.
Even Cheng Wuyong, Zhang Duo and other masters of the Qi Gathering Realm suddenly tensed up and felt a rush of pressure.
Suddenly, Qing Jin's figure rushed forward, her hair flying.
Whoosh!
Because her speed was too fast, an afterimage appeared in her figure. Still halfway, the two knives in her hands intertwined and were suddenly slashed out together.
At that moment, it seemed like a pair of crimson crescent moons cut through the night, their light and shadow were dazzling, and they fell into the world with an illusory and ethereal light.
Crimson flowing rainbow!
The earth-level top-grade secret skills have been tempered by Qingjin to the point of perfection. Once used, the secrets will be fully revealed.
The man in linen narrowed his pupils slightly and reached out his hand to pull it out behind his back.
The three-foot-long cloth bag on his back exploded, and a three-foot-long black halberd appeared in his hand.
clang!!!
The sound of collision, like tearing eardrums, resounded and penetrated gold and cracked stone.
The man in sackcloth stepped back a few steps before he stabilized his figure. His blood was boiling, and the short black halberd in his hand was buzzing and trembling.
Looking at Qing Jin again, she is holding two swords in her hands, her figure is outstanding, and she is full of sword energy, especially her pair of beautiful eyes, which are as bright as the blades of a knife.
So strong!
Everyone was shocked by this scene.
A martial arts master was forced to retreat in one blow!
When not in action, Qingjin is gorgeous and refined, like a large Qingyi on the stage, full of charm and aura.
But once he took action, he was so fierce and domineering, and so powerful that many men present felt ashamed and secretly sighed.
"This sister is so awesome!"
Yuan Luoxi's eyes lit up and she screamed excitedly.
Clang!
Qing Jin did not stop her attack. During the battle, her whole body was filled with a chilling aura. The crimson swords in her hands transformed into the fiery crimson shadow of the waning moon in the sky. Each sword was faster and more domineering than the other.
Not only is it fierce, it is as fierce as fire!
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
The intensive collision of blades and halberds sounded like drums, echoing in the night, making people's blood boil and their eardrums stinging.
On the battlefield, the swords were criss-crossing like fire, while Qing Jin's figure was like a bolt of lightning, illusory and sharp.
The man in linen was knocked back several times in a row.
To be continued...