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Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Six White Light

ps: This chapter adds updates to the helm leader’s crazy snow↑…o(n_n)o haha~

In addition, thanks to Mr. Fude, it is rare to pay the rewards from the two classmates who chased the book.

Among the guards guarding the Imperial Heavenly Prison, most of them are masters of internal strength, including seven or eight inches of internal strength, and there is even a great martial arts master.

When the rash man saw the little Taoist priest ordering him to take him down, he immediately attacked and repelled the top masters of internal strength.

When the other guards were about to come forward, they saw the rash man rushing towards Qin Xianyu.

All the guards were shocked and wanted to come forward to rescue them, but the great master of martial arts shook his eyes and stopped.

"Bow you to death, a little Taoist priest who is blind."

The blood and energy on the rash man's body were burning like a furnace, with his fists slamming out, with amazing momentum.

How could this little Taoist priest with such a weak appearance withstand his fists?

Just as he was smiling grimly, he saw the little Taoist priest smile.

The little Taoist priest drew his sword and unsheathed his blood. He just pressed him down with a light pressure.

Then, I saw the little Taoist priest reaching out and slapped him on his shoulder.

The rash man turned around in circles, and then the little Taoist priest reached out and pressed on the ground.

"Take him down."

The guards then stepped forward and captured him alive.

The rash man was still speechless until he was pressed to the ground, as if he was in a dream, his expression was very dazed, as if he could not believe that such a weak little Taoist priest would easily suppress him.

Just after many guards tied him up, he woke up and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do? Even if you have many masters in the Imperial Heaven Supervision Bureau, the old man is an eight-inch internal energy master. But killing a guy with a first-generation internal energy is going to be unfavorable to me? The old man's identity is countless times more noble than that guy with a first-generation internal energy!"

A guard kicked him and sneered: "Didn't you call yourself a master of martial arts just now?"

The big man ignored him and just looked at the little Taoist priest and shouted: "You have to know the word "slight and heavy". Use me to this guard to bury him, and the uncle is not convinced!"

Qin Xianyu looked at the reckless man's extremely resentful appearance. After a moment of silence, he looked at the corpse on the ground, raised his head, and said calmly: "Your martial arts cultivation is really higher than this brother you killed."

The strong man showed joy and finally had a smile on his face.

The other guards looked a little low.

Qin Xianyu whispered: "But, he is from the Imperial Heavenly Prison after all."

"The Tao often listens to people's stories, such as a military advisor who is planning a strategy. He can make the enemy generals impress and take them under his command."

"But I often wonder what the soldiers who were killed by this general, the relatives of those soldiers, and the rest of the soldiers, would they think?"

Qin Xianyu looked at him and said, "Hundreds of years ago, your Great Chu attacked the border of the Holy Dynasty of Dade. Later, a wise man sent a beauty to the leading general. He only asked him to rest for half a month. Then, the army mutinyed and killed the general. He retreated and returned to his country."

"It is reported that the wise man sent someone to spread words, saying that the general was greedy for beauty and ignored the soldiers who died in the day. The lives of these soldiers and the advantages obtained by countless people who died in battle were actually stopped for a woman. Could it be that the soldiers were really like grass? Under such remarks, there was a mutiny."

The little Taoist priest said slowly, as if he was talking about some truth.

Although this strong man was reckless and arrogant, he was a little arrogant, but he also heard something wrong. He said in a panic: "What are you going to do?"

Qin Xianyu said, "You are a master of internal strength with seven inches and nearly eight inches. And he is just a guard who has just entered the internal strength. Although he has damaged him, it would be great if he can subdue you."

The strong man breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the little Taoist priest said again: "But he is loyal to the Imperial Heaven Supervision and guards the gate palace, but you are only an outsider, and you cannot trust and cannot be reused. If you are left behind, the rest of you may be extremely disappointed."

When the other guards heard this, they were all very moved. Some of them were easily moved and were already in tears.

"Actually, you are not serious, but the Gangsha figure behind you is extremely serious."

Qin Xianyu looked at the corpse and sighed: "Compared with the brother in front of him, that person is no less than the mountain than the lighter than the feather."

"But he is a man from the Imperial Heavenly Prison after all."

"If you accept you, abandon him."

"Where should this brother be placed? Where should you put everyone here? This brother was killed by the Imperial Heavenly Prison, but the Imperial Heavenly Prison abandoned him and instead called the murderer in. What do his family members, relatives, wives, children, and old mothers think?"

After hearing his slow talk, the strong man's face was already very ugly.

The strong man said angrily: "What nonsense? What a bullshit character? The uncle doesn't understand. What do you, a young Taoist priest, know? Let your national master come out to see me!"

"Don't you understand?"

Qin Xianyu said calmly: "You can understand."

The strong man kept his words in a hurry and couldn't speak.

He couldn't understand what the Gangsha character was, but he could hear what the little Taoist priest meant.

Qin Xianyu said, "If I were a person in charge, I might be treated with courtesy, recruit you in, and then call on the senior behind you. As for this dead brother, it would be considered as if he was willing to give his relatives a little more money."

He shook his head and said, "It's a pity that Xiaodao is not the person in charge. Although my life is no longer as thin as paper, if human life is like grass, Xiaodao is either one of the past."

After saying that, he waved his hand and said to the guards, "Prepare him."

Although the middle-aged cultivator felt that it was a pity that he missed a perfect person with Gangsha, he was in a state of great excitement at this moment. He bowed slightly to Qin Xianyu and whispered: "What should I do with him?"

Qin Xianyu said: "It is related to the perfect Gangsha people. In fact, you should let the person in charge decide the matter. For example, Zhou Zhubu, Mr. Sikong and others. In the eyes of such people in charge, they may have different views, may have more calmness and more comprehensive considerations. After all, Xiaodao is just an outsider, with shallow knowledge, and is not the person in charge. The real decision should not be me."

The middle-aged monk was quite disappointed.

Just now, a white light suddenly appeared in the sky.

It was the blue sky and the sun was shining brightly, but this white light was even more dazzling than the sun.

White light flashed in the air, passing by the rash man who had crossed the border from the Great Chu, and then turned out toward the east.

"What is that?"

Everyone was surprised.

The reckless man had already fallen to the ground, there was a blood hole in his throat, his eyes were frightened and unbelievable.

In the scene, only Qin Xianyu saw the white light body.

It was a flying sword.

The flying sword was as white as snow. Because it was astonishingly fast, it turned into a white light and flew towards the east.

Qin Xianyu had some vague guesses.

The flying sword went east, could it be to kill the man with perfect Gangsha?

Even though he is a dragon and tiger, he hasn't arrived, and he can't help but rely on a flying sword?

At this moment, the white light had already flew backwards.

Qin Xianyu suffocated his breath.

This kills a perfect Gangsha?

"Next time I encounter this kind of thing, I will draw my sword and slash it."

A faint voice came from his ears, which made Qin Xianyu feel very familiar.

The voice was indifferent and cold, like an immortal in the sky.
Chapter completed!
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