Duan Siping is a strange person.
He believes in Buddhism, but he has never cultivated a Buddhist Buddhist body.
As a martial artist, but obsessed with the "Six Meridians Divine Sword", he didn't put much effort into polishing his physical body.
Therefore, although it has a sharp attack power among land gods, it does not have the defensive capabilities that this realm should have.
Like a student who is partial to subjects, he will never be the first in all subjects.
Even though he has super understanding and talent, and can create wonderful martial arts such as "Six Meridians Divine Sword", his strength is not ranked among the top in the Immortal Society.
It is not unreasonable to only be a ninth elder.
Ding Peng half-knelt on the ground weakly, looking to the left with pleased eyes.
Although he couldn't see anyone through the ruins of the wall, he knew that the person who had just made the move was Zhao Yan.
Not only did this guy not die, he also got him the best opportunity to press the knife at the critical moment.
If Duan Siping hadn't used his last bit of strength when his attention and energy were completely drawn away, he wouldn't have achieved such a good result with this strike.
"How about it?"
Sun En fell to the ground and quickly came to Ding Peng's side to help him.
"Can't die."
Ding Peng managed to stand up with help.
The consequence of excessive use of the magic sword Dixi Shi was that his meridians were now severely damaged, and he even temporarily lost the ability to recover through breathing.
If you want to regain your previous strength, you will need at least several months of recuperation.
Seeing that Duan Siping was dead, the remaining two sword monks looked at each other with pale faces.
The two made a choice quickly, and fled in panic before Ding Peng made the next attack.
Seeing the two monks leaving, Sun En let out a guilty breath.
Now, he may not be able to beat them.
What's more, there is Ding Peng whose body has been hollowed out next to him.
"This sword... is breathtaking."
Sun En sighed.
He saw Zhao Yan's assist, but he didn't think Zhao Yan had much credit.
Compared with the sword that Ding Peng exerted all his strength on, the power of that thunder and lightning was not strong.
"You are wrong. No matter how strong this sword is, if the thunder brought by his sword had not caused damage to Duan Siping, I would not be able to kill him at all."
"really?"
Sun En asked slightly surprised.
He is not a veteran land god, and his vision is still much worse than theirs.
"Of course, you should be glad that King Qi came here safely, otherwise all of us would be here tonight."
"I know this...I just didn't expect that sword to have such a miraculous effect."
"A very strange sword..."
Ding Peng frowned slightly, thinking about the scene just now.
There is nothing strange about a sword or a thunder.
The power contained in it is not strong...
Frankly speaking, just as Sun En believed, it would be difficult for such an attack to harm Duan Siping.
Even though his body is not strong...
But it happened that at that time, Duan Siping, who was cautious to the point of being obscene, suddenly became distracted for a moment.
As the first person to meet him, Ding Peng could clearly feel that at that moment the opponent was the first to take the lead and let down all his defenses.
The six-veined sword energy that was originally used to counter attack instantly dissipated as soon as the thunder entered the body.
This is so unusual!
"Stop talking, let's go first and let them find a way to escape from here."
Ding Peng has an emotional side in front of Qingqing, but at the moment he is completely rational.
He has lost his fighting ability, and Sun En's strength has also been greatly damaged. Staying here will only become a burden for the two of them, so it is better to leave quickly.
In this way, Li Buyi and Zhang Danfeng can escape without any distractions.
"good."
Sun En supported him with one hand and waved his sword vigorously with the other hand.
A strong wind blew up, and the bodies of Duan Siping and others were rolled and smashed into the crowd who were attacking in the distance.
"Duan Siping is dead! Why don't you stop quickly!"
As the body was thrown out, Sun En shouted loudly, and then left the place with Ding Peng, heading towards Zhao Yan.
boom…
Five corpses with tragic deaths were smashed into the crowd, leaving many people with blood and internal organs on their faces. It was quite eye-catching to see.
This strange scene also caused the monks and soldiers who were besieging Zhang Danfeng to stop and look blankly at the five dead people in the field.
"Duan Siping? Who is Duan Siping?"
"I don't know... I only know that the founding emperor of our country is called this person."
"Fart, Emperor Taizu happened so many years ago!"
"Although this man looks old, he is not hundreds of years old, right?"
None of the Dali soldiers in armor recognized Duan Siping, who was broken into two halves on the field.
At this time, he was no longer the young and strong person he was before.
Without the fate of the country around him, Duan Siping's body turned into an almost shriveled old corpse, which looked a little disgusting.
But they didn't know this Taizu of Dali, which didn't mean that the monks didn't know the sword monk who was also cut in half. The other three sword monks who were killed by Ding Peng were also quickly recognized. .
I saw one monk suddenly shout out a name, and then all the monks shouted with sad faces.
"It's Elder Instinct!"
"And Elder Benzhi!"
"Elders Honjuku and Elder Honin were also killed!"
"The six elders are dead in the West...the thieves are really powerful."
"Damn thief!"
"Kill them and avenge the elders!"
The miserable mood only lasted for a short while, and then a monk immediately started shouting.
"Yes! Now is not the time to be sad. Catching the thief is the first priority!"
"Yes, catch them!"
"But...where are the people?"
"You were still here just now!"
Unfortunately, by the time the monks came to their senses, Zhang Danfeng had already taken advantage of their distraction to escape from the encirclement.
On the other side, Li Buyi, who was being fought, also waited for Zhang Danfeng to respond.
"Walk!"
"good!"
After a brief exchange, the two of them slashed out two swords into the crowd with tacit understanding, and then escaped amidst the huge explosion smoke.
……
……
Explain the city.
In a workshop two miles away from Tianlong Temple.
It was noisy outside, and there was a feeling of chaos.
But the workshop seemed particularly quiet.
But soon a knock on the door broke the tranquility.
Bang bang bang! !
"Open the door! The government is searching for you!"
"Hey, it's coming!"
An old man guarding the gatehouse shouted attentively, but slowly walked over and opened the door.
"What the hell! The government is so slow to knock on the door. If you are so slow next time, be careful I will smash your broken door!"
A young military general led a dozen of his men and started to walk in fiercely.
Unexpectedly, the old man smiled and pressed his arm, which actually stopped him from moving forward.
Encountering this move, the young general didn't know that he had met a master.
But just when he was about to attack, the old man spoke calmly.
"Don't worry, little general. This dyeing house has shares owned by Prime Minister Yang. If you lead these ruffians in to search for people, if the fabric we worked hard to dye is damaged in any way, then you will be responsible for the loss. How about compensation? Should I report it to Prime Minister Yang?"
"Yang...Mr. Yang?"
The young general took a deep breath, almost causing disaster!
The Dali state-owned Xi family.
In addition to the royal Duan family, there are also the Yang family, the Yan family and the Cun family.
Among them, although the Duan family occupied the throne, their strength was only slightly better than that of the Yang family.
Not to mention that both the Yan family and the Cun family respect the Yang family. It can be said that except for the Duan family, the Yang family is the one who dominates the entire country of Dali.
Yang Hongchun, the patriarch of the Yang family, is now the prime minister of the Dali court.
He is also a powerful prime minister who has the ability to protest against the emperor.
If he offends his old man, the young general's official career, which has just begun, will come to an end.
"Exactly. If the young general really wants to search someone, why not come in alone?"
"……Well."
The young general nodded thoughtfully.
The old man's magnanimity was extraordinary, and he somewhat believed what the other party said.
But if you were tricked by him, wouldn't it look stupid and shameless...
And if he just took people away like this, what would his subordinates think of him?
How can I lead a team in the future?
"You said this is Prime Minister Yang's property, but do you have any evidence?"
Not wanting to be deceived, the young general asked this question reluctantly.
But the old man was obviously well prepared.
He took out a golden token from his sleeve, hung it in front of the general's eyes and showed it:
"This is the stewardship token of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Does the young general believe it now?"
"Believe...believe!"
The young general swallowed his saliva and backed away timidly.
"The general is leaving right now, sir, don't blame me!"
"Wait a minute."
The old man suddenly spoke to stop him, causing the young general to break out in cold sweat in an instant.
But the result that awaited him was heart-warming.
"How can I let the general and his brothers work hard all night? There is some money here. After the busy work, I still bother the general to take the brothers to eat something good."
The old man stepped forward happily and took out several large pieces of silver from his other sleeve.
In this hand, there are at least thirty taels.
The other party obviously had a background in the Prime Minister's Palace, but he didn't embarrass himself and others at all, and instead gave himself enough face...
The young general couldn't help being greatly moved. He pretended to refuse, and then accepted the silver.
It's not a lot of money, but if you want to have a good meal, it will definitely take more than one meal.
Prices are low in Chancheng, and with the money you can spend half a month in the best restaurants.
Of course, the premise is to just eat...
Otherwise it won't be enough.
After all, real consumption is hidden in those invisible places.
The old man sent them away with a smile amidst the grateful thanks of the young general, and then slowly closed the door.
Tonight he had already dealt with the first batch of night watchmen knocking on the door.
According to Chancheng's patrol method, this is already the last batch.
It only cost a hundred taels of silver in total, and it was a very satisfactory result to be able to send them away.
"It's rare for Your Majesty to come here, how can you let these things disturb the tranquility?"
There was a trace of disdain on the old man's gentle face, and his eyes were particularly lively, and he didn't look like an old man.
Then he rolled up his sleeves and walked slowly towards the dyeing workshop.
The whole journey was silent, and when they first arrived in front of a large room lit by an oil lamp, the old man gently knocked on the door a few times in a specific order.
"Come in."
Zhao Yan's calm response came from inside the room.
The old man pushed open the door and entered, taking in everything in the house.
On the bed, two men were sitting cross-legged opposite each other, one of them was healing the other.
There were three men sitting at the small round table, and the most handsome one among them was King Zhao Yan of Qi.
He is also the old man’s master.
"Your Majesty, I have sent away the defenders who were searching the city."
The old man reported respectfully.
The strange thing is that he is clearly an old man in his sixties, but he calls himself "slave".
The voice even changed into a woman's voice.
"Well, thank you."
Zhao Yan weakly praised him.
The sword he flew towards Duan Siping before seemed ordinary, but the real killing move contained in it was only known to him.
Use the ability of the amplification characteristic of "Vientiane" to perform a move that attacks the mind.
In that ordinary sword, the thunder was just an appearance. What really put Duan Siping into trouble was the power of the "soul-moving method" in it.
The "Soul Moving Technique" recorded in the "Nine Yin Manual" is a mind-taking technique similar to hypnosis.
People with high martial arts skills do not necessarily have strong minds.
Duan Siping obviously belongs to this type, so the "Soul Transfer Technique" enhanced by "Wanxiang" easily made him fall into a short-term hallucination, thus giving up all attacks, and finally died under Ding Peng's knife.
For this move, the internal energy that Zhao Yan had just recovered not long after was once again sucked away by "Wanxiang".
Therefore, his body was quite tired now, but he could not afford to rest until Ding Peng recovered a certain amount of mobility.
"It is the honor of a slave to work for the prince!"
There was a kind of enthusiasm in the old man's eyes, as if Zhao Yan was his god.
"Well...Shuang'er, get us some food."
Zhao Yan was a little embarrassed and quickly found someone to move her away in advance.
"yes!"
When the old man who was called "Shuang'er" heard that Zhao Yan wanted to eat, he hurriedly left the house and hurriedly arranged for the best cook and the best ingredients.
She must make Zhao Yan satisfied with everything here.
"Ahem...Prince Qi has a good command of you."
After "Shuang'er" left, Li Buyi, who was sitting next to Zhao Yan, spoke.
"Well, it is indeed extraordinary. This woman's loyalty is so high that it is... indescribable."
Sun En agreed, trying to find a word to describe it, but couldn't find the right one in his heart.
"...You don't understand."
Zhao Yan replied in a somewhat depressed mood.
The reason why Shuang'er is so fanatical about him is actually very complicated.
But he knew that a large part of it was because of Xiang Guyu...
Guyu's poem conveyed a concept in her heart, which made Shuang'er develop into what she is today.
Even though she has been dead for many years, Shuang'er has not changed at all.
So much so that many of her subordinates in the Dali area she was responsible for treated Zhao Yan as a god.
Zhao Yan didn't like this feeling, but he just couldn't change it.
Why are you talking about this...
He smiled lonely and calmed down.
"The search outside is very strict. We will probably have to hide here for a few days."
"In addition to Uncle Ding and Daozhang Sun, I also need to recuperate for two days. If Shen Xiang and Zhang Laoliu don't need to recuperate, they can use these days to go to the rookie workshop to pick people. With Shuang'er cooperating, it will be the same with or without me. "
Zhao Yan knocked on the table and said.
