Jiang Zihua, hiding under the eaves, stood silently behind Ning Haoran, grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly, and said with a pale face: "It's so exaggerated. Li Mengzhou, that idiot, is afraid he is going to be killed by a sword. He has no relatives in the capital for no reason. Wouldn't I have to arrange the burial? I don't have this experience."

Chen Jiyue couldn't help rolling her eyes and said angrily: "Why can't Senior Brother Jiang look forward to something good?"

Jiang Zihua curled his lips and said, "That's Xie Chunfeng. Even if I can't take that sword, even if Li Mengzhou's skin is thicker, it can still be thicker than the courtyard wall? I didn't see that the wall was cracked, but under the pressure of the breath, they were all cracked directly from a long distance. Li Mengzhou, who resisted the sword, was probably not even like a person."

He knew very well that the black silkworm armor that Li Mengzhou once wore had already given away. Although the skin was indeed a little thicker, Li Mengzhou was not a monk from the mountain. Even the monk from the mountain was killed by Xie Chunfeng at the East City Gate. No matter how strong Li Mengzhou's body is, he can still be stronger than the mountain outsider?

He was not hoping that Li Mengzhou would die soon, but in this case, it would be difficult to survive. As a good brother, of course he had to consider how to bury him later. That would be a considerable expense and it was very troublesome.

Chen Jiyue hoped that Li Mengzhou could withstand Xie Chunfeng's sword, but in fact she knew very well that this was a very difficult thing, just as Jiang Zihua said, that was Xie Chunfeng.

Ye Jinyu and He Zhengrong both looked serious. They looked at the center of the courtyard silently, and they all had the same thoughts in their hearts. Li Mengzhou must not die here, but they cannot do anything and have no ability to do anything. The only thing they can do is to look at it like this. In fact, this is also a great torment.

Ye Jinyu thought of his sister, looking a little sad.

He Zhengrong thought that he had not surpassed Li Mengzhou yet, how could he die here easily?

But facing a strong man like Xie Chunfeng, there is really nothing he can do.

......

Under the corridor outside the imperial study room.

Jiang Tingyu looked out of the palace with a calm expression and said softly: "Li Mengzhou knew that he could not be Xie Chunfeng's opponent, but he still chose to take that sword. Although his courage is commendable, it is no different from dying."

His Majesty the Emperor carried his hands on his back and said with a smile: "He is a sword cultivator. It is understandable to do this, and the trouble was caused by him. If he had no responsibility and was in a hurry when causing trouble, he would hide away from him as soon as the trouble came. How could President Xue make him the seventh Mr. Ligong Sword Court?"

Jiang Tingyu said: "The real purpose of Lu Zhonghua is to force Dean Xue to draw the sword. His mind is very simple. It is not a matter of one or two to kill Dean Xue. Although I am not very clear about what happened back then, there are some descriptions of the intelligence records of the Tianshu Institute. They were originally the closest friends, but now they are strangers, and they are also a little emotional."

His Majesty the Emperor was silent for a moment and said, "The closest friend has gone on the road of turning against each other and becoming enemies. In the end, he can't escape the word "love". People like Dean Xue were once trapped by love."

Jiang Tingyu said softly: "When I was a teenager, I was full of sincerity. It should be a wonderful time. Everyone has a young age. President Xue has such a story that seems to have not happened to him, but in fact it is something that must have existed and no one can avoid it."

His Majesty the Emperor looked at him and smiled, "So did the head of Jiang Yuansu meet love when he was young?"

Jiang Tingyu's expression suddenly became very unnatural, and he said calmly: "Your Majesty and I met you as soon as Guan Shi. Your Majesty knows the truth about my later walking, so why bother asking about these."

His Majesty the Emperor smiled and said, "But we didn't know each other before we reached the crown. The young hero in the Jiangyuan was alone and wandering around the world. At the most ignorant time, have you never met the girl you like in the world?"

Jiang Tingyu is already forty-glected. Few people at this age have not yet started a family. Although they are in the world of cultivation and are still in their youth, His Majesty the Emperor has also thought of begging Jiang Tingyu a good man.

He thought that he had three thousand beauties in his harem, but his good brother was alone, and he was a little sad.

At this time, Jiang Tingyu coughed lightly and said, "I think there are still some matters in Tianshu Courtyard that need to be handled, so I won't disturb Your Majesty."

He ran away in a hurry, and the hearty laughter of His Majesty the Emperor came from behind.

......

The sudden silence in his ears made Li Mengzhou feel instinctively uneasy. The dazzling sword light filled his vision, and there seemed to be no sound in the world.

Even though his body tempered by the medicinal bath will not be damaged easily, it is still limited. The huge gap in realm makes Li Mengzhou's power much weaker than Xie Chunfeng.

The sword that Xie Chunfeng slashed out seemed to be frozen in Li Mengzhou's sight, and his face was only a short distance from the sword.

The boiling sword intent had not stopped yet, but it was swallowed by Xie Chunfeng's sword light in an instant, causing no ripples.

Time seems to be still, and the picture is frozen at that moment.

Xie Chunfeng's expression was very plain, and there was some inexplicable color in his eyes.

Li Mengzhou couldn't understand what it meant.

The moment of Qi Hai Lingyuan was exhausted, making his body feel like it was hollowed out. A sword called Sanqiu Shui gradually collapsed under Xie Chunfeng's sword light, like a big fish eating a small fish, without even time to react.

He used up the strongest sword that the Qihai Lingyuan cut out, but he only got such an effect without any effect.

Li Mengzhou felt a little unwilling.

His body tempered by the medicine bath cannot prevent him from dying, but he will not be injured too much easily. But if he is desperate, he will find a strong man who is impossible to defeat. The body tempered by the medicine bath will only prolong his death and be treated in time.

He did not think that he would definitely survive under Xie Chunfeng's sword, but at least there was a certain chance. Now that a clear sense of death was coming, he did not feel very scared, but he firmly looked and roared out his mouth. As the Qi Hai Lingyuan was exhausted, he still urged the Lingyuan wildly, making the swallowed sword intent grow stronger again.

His will gradually lost, but he instinctively kept urging the spiritual energy, madly increasing the sword intent.

The natal sword that was nourished in the sea of ​​qi trembled slightly.

Then.

There was a soft sound.

Immediately, the ripples of the sword's intent disintegration swept empty above the courtyard of Chaosixiang.
Chapter completed!