Qi Qianren is dead.

The hot divine blood was splashed into the vast snow, and the scorching power contained in it still remained, making people feel heart-stopping.

But he still lost his life in the end.

As the commander-in-chief of the Blood Shadow Guards and a close minister of the King of Qi, Qi Qianren's strength is among the top among all the ministers of Qi.

He died in the Tian family's clan.

If the ancient divine blood king knew

It will definitely cause a big shock in this huge Linzi Royal City!

Tian Heng watched helplessly as Ji Qiu clapped his hands and threw the big head wrapped in bandages and soaked in blood on the ground. The angry flames finally appeared in his eyes:

"Ji Qiu, do you know who you killed?!"

Originally, if the two people who suddenly appeared had not intervened, they should have been able to stop Ji Qiu's actions and prevent the situation from developing to such an irreversible point.

But, it’s too late to say anything now!

Ji Qiu, who had just finished a battle and let out a breath of white air, glanced left and right when he heard the angry questioning.

When he saw two familiar figures, he knew clearly in his heart, and he also knew what the attitudes of the Jixia disciples were, so he did not respond to Tian Heng first, but just nodded slightly to the two of them:

"Excuse me, gentlemen."

"In addition, I deeply apologize for causing trouble to Jixia, and please summon Master Jiejiu afterward."

"Just say that Ji Qiu will definitely pay for it later."

Han Fei jumped off the horse, holding the ruler in his hand. Mo Zhai, with his hands behind his back, was still exerting pressure on the divine blood ministers in front of the palace.

After hearing Ji Qiu's words, Han Fei shook his head:

"Others are the first to cause trouble, so there is no need to worry."

"Also, although I am not from Jixia, I know a bit about Meng Jijiu's character, and I think Mr. Ji should know more about him."

"As an old man, he won't regard this as trouble."

The young man with a stern face had just finished speaking.

On the other side, although Mo Zhai did not answer, he slowly drew out the giant sword from his waist.

Whoosh!

The blade comes out of the sheath without any bells and whistles.

It was a simple long sword that exuded a dark flowing light. The blade was ordinary, but as the middle-aged man in black raised his arm, there was a unique aura and Taoist charm flowing through it.

As Ji Qiu, who has the gift of sword heart clarity, he can tell with just one glance that Mo Zhai's sword has its own way and has entered the realm of transformation.

Most swordsmen in this world only know how to swing a sword or practice sword moves. After learning one and a half moves, they dare to claim that they have mastered sword skills.

But in reality, it's nothing more than mediocrity.

Even practitioners, most of them are like this.

In Ji Qiu's eyes, only those who truly follow their hearts when wielding a sword can be regarded as true swordsmen.

And such people are extremely rare.

Ji Qiu boasted that he had once been in charge of Yuanyang, and he also used the method of tracing the origins to turn what he had learned in his life into the Zixiao Sword Classic, and he had extraordinary attainments in the way of swordsmanship.

But he doesn't think that he is a pure swordsman.

Because there is no spirit in his sword, only extremely powerful techniques, it is like painting a dragon without eyes. Although it is powerful enough to overwhelm all opponents, in the final analysis, it cannot be regarded as being extremely loyal to the sword.

At least, it's not as pure as the one Mo Di drew his sword in front of him.

Buzz~

An invisible sword rhyme flowed out from the giant sword and slowly spread in this corner of the world.

As a result, only black and white remained in the huge Tian clan land.

It even suppressed the vast snowy scene.

"I am a person who hates drawing swords and using force."

"But when the strong wield their swords against the weak, or when they are arrogant and unreasonable and use force to oppress others."

"Then, I will draw the sword."

Mo Zhai walked with his sword, stepping on the remaining black and white world, his tone was calm, and there was no hint of the majesty of a strong man.

Ji Qiu looked at him and saw a kind of courage in him.

A kind of spirit that makes a man angry and destroys his country!

The way of the Mohist is either black or white!

If it's not white, it's black!

"Mr. Ji, why do you mean to resign in your words?"

"Is it because you are worried about using your own power to punish a powerful person?"

"It doesn't have to be like this."

"Jixia, Master, Meng Ke, Li Er. Military, law, vertical and horizontal, yin and yang, and even hundreds of schools!"

"It's always a place for reason."

"And there has never been any reason in the world for you to hold your head down while others want to kill you!"

"You say, yes or no?"

Mo Zhai stepped forward, stepped up the steps with his sword, and stood in front of the full audience of divine blood ministers. His words and deeds were united, and in an instant, he took control of the overall aura!

Absolute difference!

Even though Ji Qiu had been through ups and downs for a long time, and heard Mo Zhai's calm, orderly, yet sonorous and powerful words, he couldn't help but feel emotionally stirred by them.

Only by using words to mobilize people's hearts, and then supplementing them with strength, can people be convinced!

Even those divine-blooded ministers, such as the Tian family, or several others, even if they are on opposite sides, they have no choice but to submit.

This man is right!

Tian Heng also knew that what Mo Zhai told was the truth.

But Qi Qianren, as the envoy of King Qi, died like this, and he had to give an explanation!

It has to be proven that he did stop it!

So, facing the oncoming pressure, Tian Heng spoke in a dull tone:

"Mo Zhai, do you really want to protect him?"

"As you know, King Qi is the only remaining one and one of the oldest seven kings. In his prime, he once killed all the kings. In the turbulent years, all the ancient kings were in his hands, and more than one of them was stained with blood.

Number!"

"Even the origin of my Tian family, the former 'Chen', has been turned into smoke in the past during this process, and even the authority of the king's blood has been stripped away."

"The extraordinary achievements of Jixia and even you ordinary people have been developed to this day, but they only have a history of several hundred years. Even if they are said to break the heavens, they only have a history of nearly a thousand years!"

"What are you doing to disobey the king's will!?"

The source of the Tian family's long history also had royal blood flowing, but those were all deeds long, long ago.

The king who had been dormant and proclaimed himself to resist corruption took off his royal crown, gave up his authority, and became a minister of Qi.

Even the King of Divine Blood cannot defeat the Lord of Jiang Qi who is flowing with sacred blood.

What's more, it's just ordinary people like this?

Tian Heng's words are a warning and a warning.

However, in fact, all of this already had the answer when Mo Zhai took action.

Mo Zhai, who was holding the sword, saw that Tian Heng was only bluffing people with his words and did not make any moves at all, nor could he do anything. His expression remained unchanged, and he only corrected his words and said:

"It's not Mo Zhai who wants to protect Mr. Ji, nor Ji Xia who wants to protect Mr. Ji."

"But I am waiting under Baoji!"

"Ji Qiu is just a microcosm of Jixia. Even if the target is not directed at him today, there will still be sages from the military, law, Mohism, Confucianism, or other hundreds of schools of thought, coming to attend the banquet hosted by your Tian family or others from Jiu Qing.

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"It's even possible that Jiang Qi's royal descendant could put pressure on him personally. It's not impossible."

"Take a step back today, take a step back tomorrow, day after day, the threshold of Jixia will no longer exist sooner or later!"

"In the past year or so, many scholars have been humiliated. Now, you and others want to kill the great sage in Jixia, and you have crossed the threshold. If we don't express our attitude, the atmosphere in Jixia will be completely plunged into

dust!"

"No matter how strong King Qi is, he can't break my character!"

"The worst thing is, if this academy is disbanded, all my schools will still exist in another place!"
To be continued...