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Chapter 166 What if Mr.(2/2)

The old man was sent to Li Changying as a secret bodyguard by the Sui Dynasty. He was the first to bear the blame for the damage to Li Changying's realm and his career!

Yu Luxiao asked: "Senior, are you in a dilemma? Should you save Li Changying first, or beat me down?"

The old man was so angry that his teeth were itching. The tall boy's question was like hitting a snake seven inches away, making the old man who was accustomed to wind and rain even more irritated and angry.

He is a Qi practitioner in the Guanhai realm and a sword cultivator. The word Guanhai is taken from the meaning of "I climb the tower to view all the rivers, and when they enter the sea, they fall into my arms." The spiritual energy of heaven and earth begins to expand the meridians of the human body, just like those who finally enter the sea.

Rivers are like the expansion of post roads and official roads in the human world. The spiritual energy gradually condenses and sublimates, and begins to feed back the physical body, thus making the monks live longer.

Normally, Qi practitioners at this level can live to be a hundred years old.

Sword cultivators in the Guanhai Realm have already earned the reputation of sword masters within the Aquarius Continent.

In the Sui Dynasty, even if a high-ranking temple official like the Minister of the Six Divisions left the capital for business, he would not necessarily be escorted by a sword cultivator of this level.

He took a deep breath.

The old man made up his mind to fight quickly and decide the outcome within three moves.

"Since seniors don't know how to choose, I'll help seniors choose." The tall boy was even more arrogant and arrogant, with the same smiling voice that didn't deserve a beating. He took three steps with momentum, each time becoming more impressive and masonry.

It made a cracking sound when it was stepped on.

You don't know whether you should fight or not. I, Yu Lu, force you to fight. It's as straightforward as that.

The old man's pupils shrank, and his heart was greatly moved. He saw the tall young man's already strong aura, making further progress, and his soul was so majestic, as if there was an ancient battlefield killing god sitting in it.

Even the old man had a look of horror on his face, "Six realm martial artist?"

The fifteenth realm of Qi Practitioners, the nine realms of martial arts, the battle between Qi Practitioners and pure martial artists. Apart from the two weird and perverted Qi Practitioners, sword cultivators and military warrior monks, if we eliminate Qi Practitioners some more

With a magic weapon that defies the heavens, there is almost no suspense about victory or defeat. There are even cases where a martial artist who is one level lower than him is seriously injured and beaten to death by a martial artist who is one level above him.

But the old man was more shocked than anything, and there was no fear at all.

Because he is a veteran swordsman who has accumulated many years of experience, and he is the seventh level of Qi Practitioner in the sea-viewing realm!

If you leave no escape route and insist on killing someone, even if you are facing a Six Realm warrior.

It's really just a move.

So the old man sneered and said: "You are looking for death. Due to the rules of the academy, I will not let you really die, but I will leave you with only half a life, no problem!"

The tall young man charging forward seemed to be fighting to the death, but in fact his eyes were playful and he was silently muttering in his heart, "I beg you to be more powerful."

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Abandoning the official post road, Chen Pingan took his two children to cross the mountains together. To be precise, the boy in green appeared with a huge body of more than ten feet and carried Chen Pingan across the mountains and rivers. To his surprise, Chen Pingan was

He found that he could also practice mountain-shaking walking on the back of the water snake. At first, his soles often slipped and his walking was uneven. Over time, Chen Pingan was able to make the water snake deliberately shake its body and still walk on flat ground.

The girl in the pink skirt was not qualified to ride the water snake, so she could only carry the book box and run around, clapping for her master.

On this day, Chen Ping'an found a mountain top to rest, and the three of them gathered around the campfire. The boy in Tsing Yi began to talk again, "Master, you are not young anymore. Do you want to take in a few concubines, beautiful maids, and maids?"

Chen Ping'an put his hands close to the fire, and the firelight reflected on his dark face. He shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

The boy in green stretched out his hand into the fire. The water snake grabbed a wisp of flame, and then extinguished it bit by bit. It made a clear voice like soybeans breaking, "Why? Don't worry, sir. Not only did I not accept the betrothal gift, but I also offered myself

Come here with a generous dowry! I’m not even tempted by this kind of business?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't be tempted."

The boy in green was confused, extinguished a ball of flames, and grabbed another one, "Why on earth?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

The boy in green tsked his tongue and said, "It turns out that I have a beloved girl."

Chen Pingan glared at him.

The boy in Tsing Yi murmured in a low voice: "Sir, if you like girls, it's not shameful, but if you like men, it makes people panic..."

His face suddenly glowed, and he pretended to be pretentious, and said coyly: "Master, you see, I actually have a pretty face..."

Chen Ping'an's scalp was numb. He stretched out his hand and gave the order: "Disappear."

The boy in green clothes ran away and said fiercely to the girl in pink skirt: "Silly girl, did you secretly bring rouge and gouache? Let me use it!"

Chen Ping'an put his hand on his forehead, it was a bit difficult these days.

After that, as usual, Chen Pingan found a boy in green to practice martial arts to strengthen his body.

Although the boy in Tsing Yi's words and deeds are inconsistent, he is more than enough to deal with Chen Pingan, who is in the second level of martial arts. Even if Chen Pingan's level is far better than that of ordinary martial artists, for a dragon who is born with a tough body, Chen Pingan's attack on the boy in Tsing Yi is more than enough.

The raindrop fist was neither painful nor itchy, but his punch, once it hit Chen Pingan, had the effect of a landslide and the ground cracking. At first, the boy in Tsing Yi didn't use the force well, causing Chen Pingan to be knocked far away with the punch.

He directly broke a tree as thick as his thigh, which frightened the boy in Tsing Yi into thinking that he would definitely die. However, after Chen Ping'an recovered, he still asked the boy in Tsing Yi to continue punching him.

Today, Chen Ping'an had just started a punch, but before he actually punched, the boy in Tsing Yi was already rolling on the ground, and he could roll dozens of times in one go.

The boy in green stood up, dusted himself off, and praised, "Master, you have such a strong fist, it's so scary."

The girl in pink skirt squatted in the distance, looking dumbfounded.

I only heard that this Yujiang local snake has a violent temper, simple ideas, and advanced cultivation. I never heard that he is such a shameless guy.

Chen Pingan took it for granted, sighed and said seriously: "Stop making trouble."

The boy in green clothes immediately made an independent posture like a golden rooster, waving his hands around and making strange babbling sounds.

Chen Pingan turned around and sat back on the fire with a dark face.

The kid in green clothes hurried back to him and said with a smile: "Master, don't be angry, I will be serious later."

Chen Pingan waved his hand and said: "It has nothing to do with you, I just thought of something and couldn't calm down."

The boy in green said, "Then let's wait until the master calms down before talking."

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Late at night, at Cliff Academy, at the foot of Donghua Mountain, a young man in white began to climb the mountain slowly, sighing constantly.

A voice whispered in his heart, "What are you doing here?"
Chapter completed!
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