He glanced at He Zhengrong with disdain and said, "Don't think that entering Ligong Sword Court is really a character. Compared with mountain gates like the academy and Zhaixing Mansion, Ligong Sword Court is in an extremely awkward position. The famous ones are just those gentlemen, and the remaining disciples of the Sword Court are all useless."

The elegant girl sitting on Ni Zhenchun's right frowned slightly and said, "Fang Changsheng, you don't have to speak so aggressively. We are the first time we have come to the capital, so don't damage the reputation of Cangnan Mountain. This Taiqing Building is the largest restaurant in the capital. I don't want to affect my interest in eating."

Fang Changsheng seemed unwilling to refute the girl's face, nodded repeatedly, and smiled: "Senior Sister Tao said very much. Why should we have a meal here with our classmates to disturb our mood because of outsiders?"

Li Mengzhou was holding a wine pot in his hand, leaning against the door frame, silently watching the scene in the box. Even though he didn't know what He Zhengrong had to do with these people, he could still see some problems. Thinking about He Zhengrong's temper, he should be unable to bear it.

Forbearance depends on what happened. Except for Ni Zhenchun's cultivation level at the peak of Chengyi Realm, the girl surnamed Tao and Fang Changsheng who were just talking to Chengyi Realm, the rest of the people were only in the lower realm of cultivation. Unfortunately, these people could not get into Li Mengzhou's eyes.

Li Mengzhou could clearly feel that He Zhengrong was already in the state of Chengyi, and the most important thing was that he was a sword cultivator.

He Zhengrong took a step forward and stood three steps away from Fang Changsheng. If he set out a sword at this distance, especially the sword cultivator's natal flying sword, it would be basically impossible for him to miss it.

After all, Ni Zhenchun's cultivation level was higher than him. She silently glanced at He Zhengrong who was stepping forward, patted Fang Changsheng on the shoulder, and said, "After all, I was my childhood playmate, and I always had to give face, but if the other party didn't give me face, it would be a bit unreasonable."

The girl surnamed Tao frowned slightly.

Fang Changsheng also understood Ni Zhenchun's meaning, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, stood up, looked at He Zhengrong, and said, "Our Senior Brother Ni kindly invited you to come to Taiqing Tower for dinner, but you didn't even give you a face to drink a glass of wine. The so-called He family, a prominent family, had long been in name only. I think you don't even have the qualifications to enter Taiqing Tower. Not to mention gratitude, but so ignorant, it is time to teach you some lessons."

He Zhengrong remained silent, just stared at him quietly.

The purpose of his appointment was not to drink and eat, but to think that this place was Taiqinglou after all, and would it be troublesome if he rashly killed a few people?

Seeing He Zhengrong staring at him without saying anything, Fang Changsheng waved his folding fan in annoyed manner and said, "Boy, what are you looking at? Believe it or not, I will beat you up!"

A faint smile suddenly appeared on He Zhengrong's face and said, "Since you are unreasonable and are deliberately looking for trouble, I will tell you the principles of my Sword Academy."

As he finished speaking, a cold light lit up in the private room, and the sword behind him had broken its sheath.

When the sword is unsheathed, it always takes people to kill.

What's more, it's the flying sword of the sword cultivator.

Li Mengzhou vaguely realized that He Zhengrong was still a little unfamiliar with him when controlling the flying sword. After all, he was a sword inherited from the ancestors of the Sword Academy. Although he could cut out extremely powerful sword intent, it would take more time to nourish the early stage.

However, the sword cultivator had the ability to suppress practitioners of the same realm, so although Fang Changsheng responded in time, one ear was also cut off, and the splashed blood was spilled into the dishes all over the table. The flying ear fell into the wine cup in front of Ni Zhenchun.

The slight slowness of the exclamation sounded was enough to prove how fast He Zhengrong's sword was.

Looking at the terrifying and unbelievable eyes in the box, He Zhengrong said calmly: "The reason of the Sword Academy is very simple and will never be unreasonable, so I will take one of your ears first. If you make noise again, the next sword will drop your head."

The luxurious private room on the seven-story building in Taiqing was silent.

The young disciples from Cangnan Mountain all maintained the same expression, looking at He Zhengrong who suddenly drew his sword, shocked by his cold words.

It took Fang Changsheng's shrill screams to come late.

He covered his lost ears with both hands, dripping blood, kneeling on the ground and howled in pain. His miserable appearance quickly made the people in the box come to their senses and immediately fell into a panic.

Li Mengzhou leaned on the door frame. Looking at the scene, he felt a little noisy, so he snapped his fingers impatiently. An invisible sense of oppression suddenly came to the wing room. Fang Changsheng's scream also stopped abruptly. He lay directly on the ground and fainted.

Ni Zhenchun and the girl surnamed Tao couldn't help but turn pale, and they stood up and fell on the chair again, looking at the boy in black who had leaned against the door and drank from the door that they had never cared about from beginning to end.

Not long after they arrived in the capital, they did not know much about what happened after He Zhengrong was admitted to the Ligong Sword Academy. Ni Zhenchun just thought about not seeing him for many years and asked He Zhengrong to support his face in the capital. Although the He family is nothing, He Zhengrong was admitted to the Ligong Sword Academy, which could have a certain status. If he could humiliate He Zhengrong like he was when he was a child, it would definitely be a matter of giving him and Cangnan Mountain a face, and maybe he could win the hearts of Junior Sister Tao Ye.

But he didn't expect that He Zhengrong was no longer a concubine of the He family who could bully anyone when he was a child, and he didn't know who Li Mengzhou, who came with He Zhengrong, was. After seeing him, he stood at the door with a wine pot, and didn't care. But after feeling the oppression caused by the casual snap of his fingers, Ni Zhenchun thought with regret that he had lost his lord this time.

Tao Ye's eyes, which were as clear as a pool of clear water, were staring at the black shirt, holding a wine pot in his hand, and the dark-skinned boy, thinking that he could clearly sense the other party's cultivation level in Chengyi's upper realm, why did he feel such a terrifying sense of oppression? Could this be the cultivator in the capital?

There are too many five-level sects in the capital of Jiang Kingdom, and even the holy land of Lihua Academy. The power of practitioners is naturally more intuitive than elsewhere. Therefore, people subconsciously think that the practitioners in the capital are all very strong, which is different from those of practitioners elsewhere.

Tao Ye did not have a deep understanding of it at first, but after witnessing the strength shown by Li Mengzhou, who was obviously not much different from her age and was both in the upper realm of inheritance, she believed it a little.

Moreover, He Zhengrong obviously had just broken into the Chengyi upper realm, and Fang Changsheng had advanced to the upper realm a few months ago, but under He Zhengrong's sword, he had no reaction time, and one of his ears was cut off, which also verified that the cultivators in the capital were indeed very powerful.

No matter what Ni Zhenchun and Tao Ye were thinking, He Zhengrong frowned and looked at Li Mengzhou standing at the door of the wing, and said, "This is my business. Just come here and forget it, why are you still interfering?"

Li Mengzhou smiled and said, "It was just a little noisy just now, but it's very quiet now. You can do whatever you want. I promise not to take action again."

He Zhengrong was silent for a moment and said, "I would have reason to kill him after he was clamoring for another word. Now that I am in a coma, I naturally can't speak. You are not trying to save him on purpose, right?"

Li Mengzhou said unjustly: "Do you think it's possible? We are brothers. If I don't help you kill him, I respect your willingness to take action personally. How could I stop you and even save the person you want to kill? This is really just an accident. Who would have thought that he would just fall into a coma like this, maybe he was pretending?"

He did feel very innocent, but he snapped his fingers casually. Who knew that Fang Changsheng was so fragile that he could not bear the oppression of this little bit of thought.

He Zhengrong also felt that Li Mengzhou really had no reason to do this, so he could only think secretly that maybe he should not die.

At this time, Ni Zhenchun looked down at Fang Changsheng who had fainted, and said to the dull people on both sides: "Help him stop the bleeding."

Although only one ear was cut off, it would be a serious matter if it was not handled in time.

He Zhengrong held the sword in his hand, looked at Ni Zhenchun silently, and said, "I know very well the purpose of you coming here. If you haven't seen me for so long, you are still the same as before. Unfortunately, I used to be unable to resist, but now I can kill you."

Ni Zhenchun's face looked ugly and said coldly: "The Panlong Banquet is about to start. Cultivators are forbidden to fight in the capital, let alone Taiqing Tower. Even if you are a disciple of the Sword Academy, you must obey this rule. Don't think that defeating Fang Changsheng by accident can really scare me. I have reached the peak of the third realm and are very close to the threshold of the fourth realm. Why do you dare to say that you can kill me?"

Although he was surprised by the scene just now and felt more fear in his heart when he felt Li Mengzhou's oppression, it does not mean that he could be slaughtered by He Zhengrong at will.

"You were a useless man when you were a child, and I could crush you at will. Now you are still a useless man. You can never be stronger than me. So what if Cangnan Mountain is not as good as Ligong Sword Courtyard? This cannot reverse the fact that my cultivation is higher than you. If you admit your mistakes and kneel at my feet, I may not care about you because of my past relationship. If I don't know the mercy, I don't mind letting things happen again when I was a child."

He Zhengrong showed a sarcastic expression and said, "Cangnan Mountain is not as good as Ligong Sword Courtyard, and you are not as good as me. Although your cultivation level is higher than me, I am a sword cultivator. The sword cultivator's sword can kill enemies far more powerful than me. Besides, I never think you are stronger than me. In front of the sword cultivator, the realm is just a decoration. As long as you have not crossed the threshold of the fourth realm, my sword can kill you."

Ni Zhenchun laughed furiously and said, "I really didn't expect that He Zhengrong, who was once weak and bullied, had such a tough time. You have indeed grown up. What's the point of expressing your verbal speed? Do you really dare to kill me here?"

He Zhengrong slowly raised the sword in his hand and sneered: "I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. If you want to come to the capital, you will come to find me on your own initiative. It is natural for me to kill you."
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