"The national teacher atones for his sins, and we are useless!"

After the body recovered, the believers knelt down on the ground in unison.

"Everyone gets up. The little girl just now has some skills, but if he dares to appear in front of me, I will definitely kill him!"

"Yes! The national master has endless magic power and benefiting sentient beings is a blessing in the world. If you don't follow the will of heaven, you will fall into the eighteen levels of hell and never be reborn!"

The believers kneeling on the ground shouted in unison again!

The Mo Jian soared through the air for dozens of miles, but was easily destroyed by "Cihang Pudu". At this moment, the sword that chatted and laughed and hummed seemed so ridiculous.

However, there were not many surprises in talking and laughing about this.

This ink sword is a combination of the grass talisman sword and the Shushan Immortal Sword Art, which is a technique of ink painting and sword control, which is just an attempt.

The sharpness of this ink sword has indeed reached the standard of expectation in Tan Xiao, but Tan Xiao did not have much expectation in his heart that he could kill Pudu Cihang with this sword.

The reason why I said this before is that talking and laughing naturally has another purpose.

The moment the ink sword flew away from the rice paper, it was unbelievable. The ink traces drawn from the white and black ink on the paper disappeared, but the rice paper reflected the flying swords, and even the situation where Pudu Cihang took action to destroy the ink sword!!

These situations are extremely clear!!

"You just attacked the imperial guardian mage with swords?!"

At this moment, together with Tan Xiao, looking at the situation on the rice paper, Zuo Qiango, who was sitting beside Tan Xiao, suddenly changed his expression. He suddenly stood up and looked at Tan Xiao condescendingly, with a little anger and murderous intent in his tone!

"Master of the National Protection?! Zuo Qianhu, do you know what is the real reason why the imperial court and the current son have become so corrupt and incompetent and unruly, and the country's fortunes have declined day by day?"

Facing Zuo Qianhu, who was furious, Tan Xiao did not feel any excitement, but said in a calm voice.

"Do you know, how many loyal and righteous people are left in the court now? How many are the country's destiny and declining? How many people in the world are living in poverty?!"

After asking the question of Tan Xiao, Zuo Qianhu was stunned for a moment, the anger on his face decreased slightly, and sighed, but replied,

"This is a matter of the court, not something I can interfere with."

"From your words, you should also understand how corrupt the court has become today!"

"I'll ask you again, do you think that Shangshu Fu is a rebel or a loyal and righteous man?!"

Looking at Zuo Qianhu's expression, Tan Xiao still had a calm expression, but he asked like this.

"I have said about Shangshu Fu before. I am just a martial artist. Right or wrong has nothing to do with me! I just care about my responsibilities and send Lord Fu to the capital safely!"

Without fear, he was talking and laughing at each other, Zuo Qianhu's voice was full of determination.

"Nothing has nothing to do with you, so you might as well not live, just a walking corpse."
Chapter completed!