Chapter 992
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It was easy for Zhong Liang to pretend to be a good person without spending a penny. However, Hsu Fengnian did not dare to take it lightly. If the sandpiper and the clam fought, the fisherman would benefit. As long as the big devil of the Zhong family could kill him in Qingcang City, it would be a great contribution to Beimang, no matter what method it used. Therefore, Hsu Fengnian not only had to pay attention to the Qi Controlling Sword Formation of Tang Hua Guan, but he also had to pay attention to Zhong Liang, who might take advantage of the situation. Moreover, there was still a consecrator of the Residence of Dragon King who was unwilling to show up. Tang Hua Guan pressed one hand on the ground and slowly pulled it up. Then, the sword hanging on the peach tree began to shake. Without exception, the tips of the more than forty unsheathed swords hanging on the branches all pointed at the uninvited guest in the center of the square. Tang Hua Guan's free hand began to make sword gestures. The gestures were so fast that it was dazzling. Since Hsu Fengnian had personally experienced the skills of the group of immortals from the Guanyin Sect of the South Sea in Youyan Mountain, he had been paying attention to the path of training Qi. Tang Hua Guan's method of condensing Qi to kill ghosts at this time should be the ancient Taoist unique skill of the Earth Lung Mountain, "Silent Thunder". Purple lightning lingered around Tang Hua Guan's five fingers. Although it was naturally much weaker than the "Thunder Pool" that Master Liu Hao had created, it was more than enough for him to be a consecrator in Qingcang City.
Logically speaking, Qi cultivators were like catapults used to attack a city. The power of long-range attacks could be said to be invincible. The right way to do it was to find a chance to fight with them in close quarters. If he just took a beating, he would only be exhausted. Hsu Fengnian's calm posture made Yu Rourou and the others on the other side of the door sneered at him. They regarded him as a fledgling who only had cultivation but did not know the depth of Jianghu. It was just a layman watching the fun. Experts like Zhong Liang who knew the ropes did not have any sarcastic smile on their faces. This made Queen Yu, who was best at observing people, somewhat uncertain.
Mao Bishan and Gu Feiqing were both swordsmen who had made a name for themselves in the scarlet blood of the refugee land. Compared with the swordsmen in the Central Plains, they were much more genuine. At this time, they saw the strange scene of Consecrator Tang's fingers twirling thunder. they could not care less about the scheming in the past. Mao Bishan asked softly, "That guy just watched Consecrator Tang's power to the peak..... is so arrogant... he is so have he have something to rely on or he is ignorant...."
Gu Feiqing said in a solemn tone, "This vassal lord has a bad reputation. But since he can make that villain Tu leave Beiliang on his own initiative and successfully inherit the throne, I think he is not the superficial person that the outside world says. The former is more likely. Consecrator Tang's technique is mysterious. The King of Beiliang may not be unable to fight him. It is hard to say who will win."
Mao Bishan also came to his senses. He twisted his beard and nodded, saying, "Indeed. As long as the brain has not been kicked by a donkey, no one will come to the Qing Cang Empire to deliver a good head. I think that the one surnamed Xu either has an expert secretly looking after him, or his cultivation is really deep. Not only does he have the Sword Controlling Technique, but he also has his trump card. Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that Tu Tu, who is only a Second Grade Martial Master, would have two good sons who are better than him. Heh, if you ask me, with this talent and the Tide-listening Pavilion's arsenal, why should he be the King of Beiliang? Wouldn't it be better for him to roam the Jianghu? He can also make the Zhao Emperor feel at ease. Maybe he will be happy and give him a golden plaque with the title 'Number One in the World'. Old Wang likes to claim to be number two. In this way, both of them will be justified. "
When the Queen of Yu heard this kind of ignorant tone that was similar to a country bumpkin's, she rolled her eyes charmingly. Women were blessed by the heavens and could throw a seductive charm when they rolled their eyes. When Mao Bishan caught a glimpse of the Queen's "coquettish eyes", he was almost scared out of his wits. He moved a few steps closer to the door. The woman was sitting on the doorstep. Looking down from a high vantage point, Honoured Guest Mao could clearly see the two creases on the woman's chest. Although Mao Bishan's addiction to women in this lifetime was even more difficult to part with than practicing the sword, he had not reached the point where he would forget his life in the face of beauty. He only dared to look at the green-skinned Queen right in front of his eyes. Even if Yu Rourou had stripped naked and stood in front of him, no matter how much Mao Bishan lusted after her, he would not dare to touch her. This was the power that was more powerful than any swordsmanship in the world. Mao Bishan learned of this very late and realized it. That was why he would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. He did not fight for the ranking of the Jianghu experts in his hometown in the old Dongyue. Instead, he came to the land of refugees to help the Residence of the Dragon King.
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