I just want to be a quiet man

The emperor's aura instantly faded, and under the crown, he was slightly stunned, but for a moment he forgot about the operation of mana.

The next moment, the [Ten Thousand Souls Curse] that was about to move suddenly exploded, and densely packed human faces covered the emperor's body in the blink of an eye.

Pei Ling pulled out the Jiupo Saber with his backhand, and slashed at the emperor!

The bloody long knife slashed out!

Wherever the blade went, the void seemed to be split in two, unstoppable and invincible. Countless souls flew out screaming and weaving into a huge net in an instant.

A cold light flickered, reflecting Pei Ling's icy eyes.

Use these three tricks to test first, if you can't hurt the emperor, then use [Ming Tian Meng]!

In this battle, at most one immortal technique can be used, and the other immortal technique needs to be used as a trump card, which is reserved for challenging other sect masters!

The saber energy surged like a great river, whistling like a mountain, heading straight for the emperor. The sky, which was originally blue and blue, suddenly changed color and the atmosphere was myriad.

At this time, the emperor quickly came back to his senses, and before he had time to suppress the curse in his body, he saw a majestic, destructive saber energy slashing towards him.

Now his curse erupted, his cultivation base plummeted, and his condition was extremely bad. He immediately felt a huge threat from this saber energy.

You have to dodge this knife!

The emperor immediately wanted to use the escape method, but there were layers of human faces on his body, and when he was laughing, he frantically conveyed the idea of ​​fleeing in all directions.

The whole body seemed to be split into countless parts, each going west and east, and it was difficult to move for a while.

The emperor's complexion changed drastically!

brush! ! !

The next moment, the saber energy, like a raging sea tide, instantly slashed at the emperor's body.

A bright yellow brilliance erupted from the Dagon clothes, but it went out in an instant, and there was a deep knife mark on the emperor's chest.

He couldn't keep standing up in the air any longer, and immediately fell from the sky.

The crown trembled, the imperial robe fluttered, countless eyes watched the majestic figure fall towards the capital, smashed into the big formation in an instant, and smashed heavily into the long street.

boom!

The smoke and dust dispersed, and a human-shaped pit appeared on the originally flat ground.

This scene happened extremely quickly, like lightning. As soon as the battle started, Pei Ling made three moves in a row. The emperor kept his promise and did not fight back. Afterwards, he fell directly from a high altitude...

In an instant, above the white clouds, the expressions of the four sects who had been invited to watch the battle, as well as the courtiers of the imperial clan froze.

The scene was so quiet that the atmosphere was almost stagnant, and everyone felt that they were dreaming.

It's just that the monks present all came here through ups and downs. In just a moment, Wu Jixiang was the first to react, and immediately said: "Hurry up and save people!"

The others suddenly came to their senses, and they didn't bother to find out how terrifying this Pei Ling was, so they fled into the capital in a hurry.

Under the throne, the envoys of the four major sects stood up together, looking at Pei Ling with alert expressions, and the shock in their eyes could not be concealed.

Standing alone in the sky above the greedy capital, Pei Ling was also greatly surprised. This emperor of the greedy dynasty couldn't even handle his current three moves?

The opponent's strength doesn't seem to be much stronger than those of the nine sects he met in Yousu Tomb?

Just as he was thinking about it, a soft and slightly majestic voice came to his ears: "Shengzi Pei, this palace is the current palace of the Liugai Dynasty."

"The Holy Son is talented and powerful, and I admire him very much."

"Your Majesty's injury will recover soon, can the Holy Son fight again?"

"This time, it's a real fair fight!"

Pei Ling quickly came to his senses, this duel, the Dynasty refused to accept the loss.

However, he only hesitated for a moment, then nodded immediately.

At the beginning when the Liugai Dynasty held the alchemy ceremony, the evil sect attacked and "Little Zizaitian" was affected, it was the powerful dynasty who rescued him and a group of alchemists from "Little Zizaitian"...

He even learned something from that fight, and integrated it into his sword intent.

In this way, the imperial court has been kind to him first, and now the queen speaks, there is no reason why he should not.

More importantly, now that he has won the Emperor, he really feels that his cultivation has improved.But this progress is far from reaching the point where he can break through the Dao!

On this fairy road, momentum comes first!

The emperor gave him ten tricks just now, even if he won, his aura was not enough!

He has to win another game!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately replied via voice transmission: "Okay! I'll just wait here. After my husband recovers from his injuries, we'll fight again!"

The queen breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said, "Thank you, Son."

Immediately ordered the left and right, "Open the warehouse, prepare a generous gift, and send it to Shengzi Pei."

A female officer hurriedly responded, and after a while, she took a storage bag and soared into the air. She came to Pei Ling, bowed her knees and said: "The Holy Son is understanding, and the Empress is very grateful. Please don't ask the Holy Son decline."

Pei Ling hesitated for a moment, then accepted it directly, then sat high in the sky, and began to wait patiently.

At the same time, there was a brief silence in the upper and lower parts of the capital.

Ordinary people, casual cultivators, academy students, yamen officials, human races, alien races, secret rooms...all stunned and couldn't speak for a while.

After a long while, the entire city heard a "buzz", and a mighty discussion broke out in an instant.

In Yulin Academy, the teacher in charge of the explanation stared straight at the water mirror where there was only one person left. He was stunned for a long time before he said in disbelief: "This...how is this possible?!"

The faces of many students below were all pale, especially those who just promised to travel the world with swords and slay demons and demons, their breaths were slightly chaotic, but their Dao heart was damaged.

Rough alleys, humble houses.

The middle-aged man who had just made a bottom of the basket was dumbfounded, and hurriedly cut his arm again and drew the formation: "The slave will report to the holy religion again: the false emperor entrusted him with a big trick, and he has been defeated by the holy son of the holy sect in public, and fell into the capital!" ..."

In a similar scene, urgent secret reports were sent in all directions by various means: "To the master's family: The holy son defeated the false emperor with three moves, amazing talents, unheard of! However, all the masters of the false dynasty are out. Even the other four false sects had Hedao present..."

"Report to the Master: The False Emperor lost to the Holy Son, but the Holy Son is now in deep siege..."

"Master's lesson: The holy son defeated the false emperor, Miss Han Ge and other direct masters are all in Fazhou..."

Casino.

The banker, who was surrounded in the middle sweating profusely just now, was overjoyed and immediately jumped up: "Your Majesty is defeated, and the winner is the Holy Son Pei Ling!"

"Hahahaha! Although this devil's holy son is doing all kinds of evil, he is my great god of wealth..."

"Hush, keep your voice down! Don't you want to go to the Cicada Tower to drink tea?"

Chapter 39: The momentum is like a rainbow.

On the Dharma boat.

Ouyang Xianxing's eyes widened, and he stared blankly at Pei Ling, who was standing alone in the sky in the distance. This holy son who was very familiar with him at the moment seemed to be extraordinarily tall, one person with one sword, majestic!

Behind her, more than a hundred disciples of Jiansang's line, all stunned, like a dream.

After a while, someone gasped and said, "Holy... Holy Son won?"

Ouyang Xianxing quickly came back to his senses, and immediately said sonorously: "The Holy Son has won!!!"

The next moment, the disciples of Jiansang's line burst into cheers of incomparable excitement!

They thought about returning to the imperial dynasty after the Son was defeated in battle; ...But no one guessed that the Holy Son actually won!

And back and forth, only three tricks were used!

Yes, the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty did give the Holy Son ten tricks, but the strong preyed on the weak, and the winner was the king and the loser!

Even if the emperor concedes a thousand or ten thousand moves, the one who wins now is the Holy Son!

All the fear and hesitation just now have all turned into ecstasy and sincere pride at this moment!

"Holy Son is worthy of being a peerless arrogance selected by our Holy Sect layer by layer, and his cultivation and strength are beyond the reach of the hypocrites!"

"That's right! The Holy Son has not entered Taoism for a long time, and he is the younger generation of the false emperor, but he brought the false emperor down to the capital city with three moves. It can be seen that the hypocrisy is exhausted. In front of the holy son of my sect, there are only chickens and dogs!"

"My Jiansang lineage is booming!"

"It's Shengzong Daxing!"

"The false sect is weak and vulnerable!"

"No, it's the Holy Son who is mighty and mighty for thousands of years, with boundless mana, who can rule the world with his sword!"

"The Holy Son is mighty! For thousands of years, with boundless magic power, the sword will rule the world!"

All the disciples shouted in unison, sweeping away the previous depression, the momentum rose aggressively, roaring like a mountain for a while!

Not far away, Li Hange and the Li family's disciples were equally stunned. The magic weapons in their hands kept flashing and buzzing, but they didn't care about continuing to contact the sect for a while.

After a long time, a tall and well-proportioned disciple of the Li family asked, "Is this Shengzi Pei? The only genius in our generation who can be compared with Sister Lieyue?"

The shock in Li Hange's eyes did not fade away, and he shook his head slightly. Sister Lie Yue is indeed very powerful, but it is impossible to be as terrifying as Pei Ling!

She originally thought that the most dazzling arrogance of the Sacred Sect's generation was Sister Lieyue, but now... Shengzi Pei is the well-deserved number one arrogance of the Sacred Sect!

Do not!

Shengzi Pei should be the strongest celestial arrogance who is unparalleled in the entire holy way, the entire nine major sects, and even the whole world!

When the elders of the clan chose to support Pei Shengzi at the beginning, they really had great vision and far-sightedness!

Thinking of this, Li Hange was excited, and immediately followed the disciples of Jiansang's line and shouted: "The holy son is mighty! For thousands of years, his magic power is boundless, and the sword will rule the world!"

The other disciples of the Li family were startled for a moment, and after they realized it, they followed suit: "The holy son is mighty! For thousands of years, his magic power is boundless, and he can rule the world with his sword!"

As a result, on the deck, the voices became louder and louder. All the cultivators were united, their momentum was like a rainbow, and their morale soared. Although there were only more than a hundred people, they had the tendency to suppress the momentum of the entire capital city.

Just when the disciples of the Li family and Jian Sang were extremely excited, many of the Tiansheng teachers looked at Pei Ling with their eyes slightly short of breath, their chests rose and fell violently, their winking eyes were like silk, and the originally snow-white cheeks suddenly floated up. Wipe the blush like a rainbow.

"Ah...Master...um...I really want...I want to serve Master now..."

"The concubine will go back to her room and change her clothes now... I will change into the Zhai clothes of the puppet empress..."

"And the phoenix crown..."

While speaking, the snake-like nun hurriedly walked into the cabin.

At the same time, Yu Ziji and Shu Wu of the Reincarnation Pagoda had just recovered from their astonishment, and their spirits were lifted immediately: The Holy Son actually defeated the false emperor of the Liugai Dynasty head-on!

very good!

Then we can save this world!

There are also Jiuyi Mountain, Yanxi City, Han'an Sword Sect, Su Zhentian and other despicable thieves who stole the heaven and earth's inspiration, and they must not leave a single one behind!

Yu Ziji immediately said: "Holy Son Zhai has a benevolent heart and loves the world, so he did this act of saving the world. The puppet government is stupid and lawless, sheltering many living beings, devouring countless merits, and making the Panya world overwhelmed. The crime deserves death!"

Shu Wu nodded: "Today is the time to support righteousness!"

"Up and down the capital, inside and outside the imperial city, be sure to plow the court and sweep the holes, and don't let go of any selfish hypocrisy!"

"Return the world to a bright future!"

Looking at the fussing people around, Shi Nanzi held a tulle embroidered skull fan with a leisurely attitude, but he was not surprised at all, and said proudly: "The majestic emperor personally pointed out, this phantom emperor of the illusion, I am invincible."

"However, it is not easy to be able to support three moves."

"It's no wonder the Immortal Emperor gave him this opportunity!"

Lian Tongzi stood with her sleeves folded, with a high bun and wide skirt, facing the wind gracefully, like a concubine or fairy, she nodded lightly: "The Immortal Emperor has such a profound foundation, naturally he won't be mistaken."

"It's just that, the grace of the immortal emperor, how can this little emperor in the illusion be able to bear it? If his Taoist heart has never been dusted, then he should offer many treasures of the city, and make the princess wear the clothes of a servant and bow down to serve him. wise man."

"Otherwise, under the backlash of fate, there will be endless troubles."

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At this moment, in the cabin.

The water mirror is high, and the green smoke is scattered.

Lin Hanyan, Zhao Juanjuan, Shen Yinchen, and Chen Jingmeng were full of confidence at first, waiting for Pei Ling to be resolved lightly by the emperor.

Then I saw that the situation in the water mirror was changing, Pei Ling only made three moves, the emperor didn't even make a move, he was directly defeated, and in front of thousands of imperial subjects, he fell straight to the capital...

The faces of the four girls were dull, and Si Hongduo, who was not far away, also looked shocked.

After quite a while, the four female cultivators came to their senses: "This is impossible!!!"

"The emperor is a monk of the older generation, and he is the emperor of Fulong. His cultivation is advanced and his methods are unpredictable, but Pei Ling..."