Joint Force

Author: A Chili Pepper

Joint Force

"Bring it!"

"You promise not to kill me or chop my right hand, I will give it to you!"

"I guarantee it!"

"I don't believe your guarantee!"

In Renhe Guest House, Lei was taken out of the animal skin engraved with dense words and patterns, which made it difficult for Qing Lingzi to maintain his previous coldness.

But Lei's response made him vomit blood.

Looking at the swordsmanship that was so close to you, Qing Lingzi wanted to assassinate quickly, but was afraid of destroying the top A-level technique in this scroll of swordsmanship.

He was not afraid of killing Lei before, but he never thought that the other party would use the horizontal sword technique to penetrate it.

He kept changing positions with his sword, but Lei was blocked by his animal skin, almost completely blocking all directions where he avoided damage to the animal skin and could kill the opponent.

This is indeed a master of swordsman who is very good at defense.

Even if the thunder has never entered the realm of magical powers by the current realm, it is difficult for the other party to be picky in swordsmanship.

The horizontal sword technique is not invincible in the world, but the horizontal sword technique is enough to restrain more than 90% of the same opponents.

Qing Lingzi could feel that the swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect was almost defeated.

If the opponent uses swords, spears, and magic, Qing Lingzi will not feel fear or greed.

Only this is the sword that he can't spare.

"How can you believe me?" Qing Lingzi gritted her teeth.

"You go to the king and swear that you won't kill me or chop my right hand," Lei was called out.

"Change another request" Qing Lingzi frowned and said, "I can default to the poor pursuit, but if I ask me to make such a swearing in front of the king, I will definitely be looked down upon by everyone."

"Then you go and kill Tianjiu" Lei was said.

"I can't beat him!"

Qing Lingzi took a deep breath, feeling that Lei was completely embarrassed by this request.

He stepped on straw sandals and moved slowly in the guest hall, looking for any possible angle to draw his sword.

"You stepped on my feet!"

Qing Lingzi's heart shuddered until a leg was crossed in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the blocker.

If you are chasing people during the day or being reported in other areas, or if you are enthusiastic knights come to help you, but this is Shouchun City.

As long as he is equipped with the clothes of the top guest official of the Huainan Prince's Mansion and holds the corresponding token, he is the law enforcer of the Huainan Prince's Mansion.

There are many people who don’t know the rules, but people who don’t know the rules also die.

In the area controlled by the King of Huainan, when people like him enforce the law, not only do the shop guys dare not speak, but people who eat in the lobby will hide away when they see it.

Qing Lingzi looked at the thigh and looked upwards along the thigh at the other person's face.

"What do you want?" Qing Lingzi frowned.

"I want to apologize!"

"What kind of gift do you want?"

"Strike Sword Technique!"

The short conversation also has an unconcealed purpose.

Jin Chang's confused smile made Qing Lingzi blink his eyes.

He was afraid of damaging the skin of Hengjianzhi, but he was not afraid of cutting off a leg.

"Brother, we jointly gave the Hengjian Technique to Wenying Pavilion, and then you can enter it with the authority of a Class A guest official to watch it!"

He was about to grab the sword and cut it down when a middle-aged man wearing the accountant's hexagram robe spoke up.

"What are you? How dare you point fingers at me?"

Qing Lingzi glanced at the eyes and the sword in his hand slid down.

The feeling of hitting the sky came. He looked at Jinchang who appeared on a table several meters away in an instant, and felt that he had bumped into a difficult opponent today.

"It's not good to fight, kill, kill, and I just give a suggestion that both of them can accept," Dong Zhongshu said closer.

"What do you mean? I haven't agreed yet?" Lei was called out: "Who will you guarantee that this madman will not kill me or chop my right hand?"

"It depends on you," Dong Zhongshu said: "We can only help you keep this animal skin first!"

"Qing Lingzi, don't say that you want to take over the Hengjian Technique by yourself, you have to know that there is a Tianjiu on your head." Jin Chang interrupted and said, "Maybe you took the Hengjian Technique and went home, and Tianjiu will be waiting for you at your house!"

"My dear Qing does things... Damn it, you actually gave him a long sword!"

Jin Chang interrupted, Dong Zhongshu stepped forward, covered the animal leather jacket, and when Qing Lingzi turned the angle, he had already swept a sword that did not belong to the thunder quilt in his eyes.

The thunder quilt with a sword and the thunder quilt without a sword are two concepts.

He touched the blood mark on his face. The confidence that he had previously pursued and killed had subsided, but his face was solemn.

As soon as the sword was handed over, Qing Lingzi had already swept to Dong Zhongshu who was handing over the sword.

But the 'ding-ding-dangdang' sound rang out quickly.

I don’t know what Dong Zhongshu and Lei were said, but the animal skin was inserted into Dong Zhongshu’s hand, while Lei was held by the sword and completely blocked his attack.

"Hao!"

Qing Lingzi shouted loudly, and the long sword flipped repeatedly in his hand, and the sword blade showed continuous rotation.

For Qing Lingzi, using a long sword to wrap the sword in the thunder quilt, then knock off the sword in the opponent's hand, or break the opponent's sword. This is one of the few ways he can deal with the horizontal sword technique at the moment.

When he scolded and made a voice, the power of his qi and blood bloomed at the same time.

The absolute gap brought by the realm made Lei slightly stunned by his body.

Although martial artists are far less capable of realm pressure than magicians, the opportunities brought by this deterrence are completely sufficient in melee battles.

The sword blades intersect, the harsh collisions intertwined and the sparks splashed and burst. When Qing Lingzi broke the thunder with a blow, he felt a great sense of crisis in his heart.

When the power of qi and blood was impacting in all directions, he discovered several transparent thin threads under his feet.

Before he knew it, his legs were so numb that he could not move, and it was difficult to release them with the free sword technique.

"Sword Qi Slash!"

The sound of thunder breaking the sword in his hand came, and Qing Lingzi's heart tightened.

In the air, transparent wind and waves pass by.

The storm was very fast, and Qing Lingzi could feel the arrival in the blink of an eye.

His sword had just been lifted, and the harsh collision sound almost made his right hand holding the sword numb.

"It's the top wind blade technique!"

A thought came to Qing Lingzi's mind.

But he felt more of a huge sense of crisis in his heart.

He obviously took a look.

In this short period of time, he encountered two opponents of the same level of wing strikes.

Qing Lingzi even guessed the identity of one of them in an instant.

"Jin..."

When he burst into laughing at Jin Chang's identity, he forced his right hand to sing his sword and danced randomly.

The sound of collisions came, and Qing Lingzi saw the thunder flying from the broken sword in his hand.

As soon as his head fell, he avoided the broken sword, and a numbness in his chest was immediately poured out.

At his chest, the broken sword blades had been inserted into them all, and he didn't even see when the sword blade flew over.

"You're dead, this will guarantee that you won't kill me and chop my right hand!"

Lei was glanced at Qing Lingzi, whose heart veins were broken, and then he looked back at his right foot, which caused the bloody kicking of the sword.

When the huge pain from his toes came to his heart, he could no longer help but call for help.

"Congratulations, you are now the second guest minister of the Huainan Prince's Mansion!"

Dong Zhongshu put away the animal skin, and the flush on his face was suppressed several times before he could barely suppress it.

His eyes swept over the thin lines that restricted Qing Lingzi's legs and feet to quickly shrink. Dong Zhongshu had already guessed Jin Chang's true identity.

"The wind blade technique that makes Qing Lingzi's hands numb?"

Sitting at the dining table, retracting the puppet thread, Jin Chang's face turned slightly green.

If he was not wrong, Dong Zhongshu, who had peeped at him in Lingnan in the past, came.

There were not many people in the Han Dynasty who used the Wind Blade Summoning Technique, but few people who had to use the power to summon stronger than the sharp sword.

However, compared with the rumors mentioned by some Confucian students, Dong Zhongshu in front of him seems to be much more powerful.

He restricted his feet and Dong Zhongshu's hands. Qing Lingzi died quickly under the joint attack.

(End of this chapter)
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