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The three hundred and fourteenth chapter strayed into the depths of the lotus flower(2/3)

"There are many inside stories about the Jingzanglou that caused trouble, and they are deeper than you and I thought. Without the 'beating' of Jingzanglou every twenty years, the world would not be so chaotic."

Ding Ying chuckled and said, "However, there are actually loopholes that can be exploited during this period."

Zhong Qiu is worthy of being the national teacher of Nanyuan Kingdom, and he can tell it at one point, "The stronger get stronger, stick together to keep warm, strive to work together, and finally divide the benefits. Let's not talk about the past, let's talk about this time, Yu Zhenyi acted exactly like this, without distinguishing between good and evil.

, try to win over the top twenty masters as much as possible, in order to target you, Ding Ying, and at the same time encircle and banish the immortal."

Having said this, Zhong Qiu frowned again and looked at Ding Ying, seemingly puzzled.

Ding Ying laughed loudly, "You are right. The most reliable way is for the top ten people to be more sensible and come to me early to seek refuge. As long as I break away from the demon sect, act fairly and conscientiously, and serve the whole world.

Establish the rules, and then those who are expected to be on the list will each rely on their abilities and talents. In the end, I will judge your ranking in autumn. Whether Yu Zhenyi is in the top three, then at least for the next sixty years, the world will be peaceful.

Wherever you need to beat your brains out, just learn from each other."

Zhong Qiu thought about it carefully and determined that it was not Ding Ying who made such nonsense.

Ding Ying tapped his knees lightly with his fingers, looking particularly carefree and relaxed, "But I think this is meaningless."

Zhongqiu asked the same question again, "What do you want to do?"

Ding Ying waved his hand and still did not answer the question, but changed the topic, "You only need to know that the situation has changed this time. There are no more ten people than ten people. The three ascended people who survived to the end can be separated from each other.

Zuo Tianxia took away five people, three people and one person."

Ding Ying emphasized, "Any three people."

Zhongqiu looks as usual.

Ding Ying twitched his lips and said, "Dead people are fine, as long as they have actually appeared in history. If you choose those dead people, they will not only come back to life and their intelligence will return to normal, but they will become loyal puppets."

.Isn’t it interesting?”

Several people immediately appeared in Zhongqiu's mind.

Wei Xian, the founding emperor of the Nanyuan Kingdom, was a master of spear skills and was known as the best warrior in battle for thousands of years.

Lu Baixiang, who founded the Demon Sect, is the most notorious leader of the Demon Sect in the past five hundred years.

The swordsman Sui Youyou can make even Yu Zhenyi admire him.

The number one person in the world before Ding Ying was the complete lunatic Zhu Lian.

These people were all well-deserved firsts, but without exception, they died in the world with well-documented evidence. Emperor Wei Xian died at the age of 120, and Lu Baixiang died in a battle with dozens of top masters.

During the siege and killing, Sui Youyou died in full view of Yu Jian as she ascended. Countless people saw with their own eyes that as she fell back to the world, her flesh and blood melted, her bones were broken, and she was wiped out. Zhu Lian died after being seriously injured.

The silver lotus crown on Ding Ying's hand was also placed on Ding Ying's head from Zhu Lian's head.

Zhongqiu asked: "Why?"

Ding Ying smiled and said, "Ask me, who should I ask?"

Zhong Qiu looked directly into Ding Ying's eyes and said, "You, Zhou Fei, and Lu Fang are the three of you."

Ding Ying smiled, "So now you have two choices, kill Lu Fang, or join forces with Yu Zhenyi and try to kill me."

Zhong Qiu remained silent.

Ding Ying said playfully: "But I advise you to wait a little longer. Maybe you don't have to kill Lu Fang."

Zhong Qiu asked: "If you were to leave, which three people would you take with you?"

Ding Ying pointed to Cao Qinglang, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, "If I want to leave, I will only take him with me."

Zhong Qiu glanced at the child and said doubtfully: "The qualifications are not outstanding."

Ding Ying laughed it off.

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Without any restraints, Lu Fang handed out the first sword.

After one strike of the sword, an extremely long ravine half a foot high was opened from where Lu Fang stood to the end of the street.

Not to mention Ya'er, even Feng Qingbai, who was born and raised like Zhou Shi, was dumbfounded, as if he was in his hometown of Tongyezhou.

Smiley faces are more vivid.

With my back against a big tree to enjoy the shade, I met by chance in my early years and became friends with Lu Fang when he was at his lowest. At that time, he was very enthusiastic, so he accompanied him to the Spring Chao Palace. Under the circumstances, he was generous with Lu Fang.

He went to die, and then Lu Fang knocked Xiao Lian'er out at the foot of the mountain, and climbed the mountain alone to challenge Zhou Fei. When Xiao Lian'er came to his senses, Lu Fang was sitting next to him, and he was no longer the frustrated man who drank to drown his sorrows all day long.

For many years after that, at Lu Fang's Aerial View Peak, only Smiley'er was able to climb the mountain and come down alive.

Zhou Shi was most helpless. The formation he had worked so hard to set up was useless.

The only fly in the ointment was that the young white-robed swordsman ran away.

The moment Lu Fang drew his sword, he seemed to have determined that he could not withstand the mighty power of the sword. He moved out sideways, then directly hit the wall and disappeared.

Lu Fang looked around and didn't feel that the man had retreated.

With a seemingly random slash of the sword, a door was opened on the wall.

Dust was flying, and a white robe could be vaguely seen, dodging the flood of sword energy and disappearing again.

Lu Fang knew full well that if this continued, no one would be hurt. He was more lethal than him, but that man could dodge every time he drew his sword.

Unless someone is determined to trade lives with the other party.

For example, Lu Fang put away most of his sword energy to give the man a chance to get close.

Or maybe that person is willing to take a big gamble and be able to withstand Lu Fang's two swords to kill the enemy and protect himself, and then kill Lu Fang with one punch.

Lu Fang raised his sword.

A huge arc moon sword energy appeared in the sky and roared away.

The man in white robe hurriedly gave up his forward motion and fell rapidly, only to escape the sword energy.

Lu Fang flew up to the wall in one step.

The man evaded several times, but Lu Fang never saw Feng Qingbai's sword, which was a bit strange.

Lu Fang only saw the man standing on the eaves of a roof in the distance, his big sleeves swaying slightly, and the vermilion wine gourd around his waist.

It is extremely difficult for heaven and earth to unite, and the meaning of the fist is strong and clear. Even Lu Fang, who is well-known in Tongye Continent, has to admit that as long as this young immortal with mixed martial arts skills can leave the Ouhua Blessed Land alive, he will have certain achievements in the future.

Not low.

If you can't catch fish with a fishing rod, then you should try another method and spread the fishing net widely.

Lu Fang raised his arm and waved a sword flower.

Except for the one he held in his hand, there were thirty-six identical famous swords Dachun hovering in front of Lu Fang, like infantry formations, orderly and heavily guarded.

The long swords moved forward slowly, then suddenly accelerated and flew through the air.

Chen Ping'an flew over the rooftops, tossing and turning, and sword energy that turned into white rainbows exploded around him like maggots on the tarsal bones.

In addition to controlling the thirty-six large swords and arrows, Lu Fang used them as crossbows. As long as Chen Pingan opened the distance, he would advance forward appropriately, always maintaining a distance of thirty feet, and not giving Chen Pingan a chance to rush in front of him.

Of course Lu Fang drew his sword to kill Chen Pingan, not to play a cat-and-mouse game. But whenever Chen Pingan could bully him and get closer, whenever he mistakenly thought he could determine the outcome with one punch, Lu Fang would give Chen Pingan a blow.

Peacefully set up traps.

But before the thirty-six swords were used up, the man started running towards Lu Fang, stepping left and right with light steps, not walking in a straight line.

Lu Fang was slightly surprised and sneered in his heart, is this coming?

The five fingers moved slightly, and the last six flying swords suddenly spread out, drawing arcs in the air, and finally the sword tips converged on a certain point.

That place happened to be the place where that person must pass to punch.

In a flash, six flying swords exploded together behind the man with a huge force.

Sure enough it can be faster.

Lu Fang was not surprised at all, nor was he panicked at all.

The real big chun in his hand, swept across with one sword.

The sword energy condenses into a thread.

This sword seemed to directly separate the capital city of Nanyuan into two levels.

Chen Ping'an did not retreat but moved forward, moving forward without hesitation, and struck the sword light with one punch.

Blood spattered in front of him.

Lu Fang's eyes were indifferent, and he just slashed with his sword.

Up and down, then left and right.

But in an instant, Lu Fang stepped on the roof purely by instinct, and then with a flying sword above his head, he flew towards Chen Ping'an from behind Lu Fang.

Lu Fang was still frightened.

Feng Qingbai's sword must have been left near the wall all this time. He seemed to have rashly knocked it away and swept the sword. It was not for the purpose of punching at all, but to use the skills of a swordsman to control the sword and strike from head to tail.

Chen Pingan reached out and held the sword.

It was just a little bit short of giving Lu Fang a break.
To be continued...
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