Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 211 Slash!
Although he was dissatisfied, Han Fei would not say it clearly.

At this time, Fan Qinghui on the side suddenly said:
"Are you the Sword Master Pei Min?"

"It's all fake names."

Han Fei smiled very modestly, at least it looked like this on his face.

"It's rather modest. You are the only one in the world who has achieved such achievements at this age."

"The name of the sword master is truly at home, but..."

Fan Qinghui changed the subject: "I heard that you killed Liang Shidu and gave all his power to your disciples Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling."

"Is there something wrong with doing this?"

???

"Not right? What's wrong?"

Han Fei didn't quite understand what she meant. Isn't it normal for a master to give something to an apprentice.

Fan Qinghui explained: "Then Master Liang offended you, and you are the one to blame for killing people."

"However, it is absolutely wrong for you to hand over all his power to your apprentice."

"Nowadays the world is in chaos and the people are struggling to survive. What you have done is just adding fuel to the flames."

"what?!"

Han Fei was stunned, how could this be explained?

Why all of a sudden, he became one of the sources of chaos in the world.

Is this plot going too fast?
Seeing him being so "obsessed with obsession", Fan Qinghui couldn't help but heartbroken and said:
"Nowadays the world is in chaos, and it is the time when the Ming Lord is needed for unification. You have given all the soldiers and horses to your apprentice. Isn't this increasing the difficulty of unification?"

"Listen to the old nun's persuasion, for the sake of the common people in the world and the common people, let your two apprentices hand over the military power."

Han Fei understands, is this immoral kidnapping?

I thought there was some high-spirited talk, but it turned out to be this old-fashioned routine.

He finally understood that the old nun might have found the so-called enlightened master, and now she wanted to help him clear the pit.

But how could Han Fei let him do what he wanted?
"Master, I want to ask, who is this so-called master of wisdom?"

He would like to see, who is the brainless person who went to praise the stinky feet of Buddhism.

Fan Qinghui said in a deep voice: "Li Mi in Wagang Village, who has both ability and political integrity, and has a heart for the people, is the best choice for the position of emperor."

"what?!"

Han Fei was dumbfounded again. Today's shock was really a bee sting... one after another.

If this Li Mi can be said to have both ability and political integrity, and has a heart for the common people, then there will be no bad people in the world.

According to what she said, Han Fei felt that he could be a saint regardless of his height.

Seeing his disapproval, Fan Qinghui couldn't help frowning.

"Pei Shaoxia, don't you think it's wrong?"

"Should I think it's right?" Han Fei asked back.

Anyone who is a normal person knows that this Li Mi is not the material for the emperor.

Hearing this, Fan Qinghui scolded: "Could it be that Pei Shaoxia also has the ambition to win the world?"

"Or, your two apprentices have been covering for you?"

Han Fei smiled, and the shit bowl buttoned loudly.

So he replied directly: "Let's not talk about whether I have it, even if I really have the ambition to become the world's champion, what does that have to do with my teacher?"

His meaning is very clear, whether to rebel or not is a matter for the imperial court, and it has nothing to do with you, an old nun.

Don't be a dog and a mouse, meddle in your own business.

Fan Qinghui's face suddenly became gloomy, apparently understanding Han Fei's hidden meaning.

But she is not ready to give up: "Pei Shaoxia! As a member of the rivers and lakes, we should regard the safety of the world as our own responsibility."

"You must not cause restlessness in the world for your own selfish desires."

"It is the people's choice to rule the country with Ming, and I beg Pei Shaoxia not to make mistakes!"

"Ha ha."

Han Fei sneered: "Is it the people's choice? Why do I look like your choice?"

"Go out and ask the so-called common people, how many people know Li Mi?"

"Or, only those recognized by Cihang Jingzhai can be called enlightened masters?"

Fan Qinghui frowned coldly: "Pei Shaoxia, please don't talk nonsense."

"You can't talk nonsense?"

Han Fei sneered and said, "I just said why Xingyang has built so many new temples, and I have a relationship with you."

"Why, you Cihang Jingzhai have also thought about being an overlord?"

"presumptuous!"

Fan Qinghui couldn't bear it anymore: "I kindly persuaded you, but I didn't expect you to speak rudely to my teacher."

"The name of the sword master, I can't stand it!"

Seeing her pretending, Han Fei felt his stomach tumbling and almost vomited.

To be a bitch has to set up a memorial archway, and she has figured out this routine.

Then he directly angrily said: "The master keeps saying that it is for the common people in the world, so why don't you give the right to choose the Ming Lord to the people of Liming?"

"Whoever can win the hearts of the people will naturally win the world, and there is no need to use the teacher to mobilize the people."

"Unless you have some ulterior secret..."

"court death!"

Fan Qinghui pulled out the long sword in the floating dust and stabbed Han Fei at an extremely strange angle.

Her cultivation base has reached the early stage of the Hunyuan Mirror, and coupled with the Buddhist secret record "Cihang Sword Code", she can also exert a lot of power.

The Fuchen Sword seems to be soundless, but the sword energy hidden in it is astonishing.

Hidden but not exposed, condensed but not scattered, enough to see the magic of this technique.

However, if the opponent is Han Fei, it can only be said that she found the wrong opponent.

In less than an instant, a dazzling white light flashed across the restaurant.

Although the shadow of the sword cannot be seen, everyone can feel the piercing edge.

"Clang~"

The Fuchen sword in Fan Qinghui's hand was cut in half by Han Fei like tofu.

Not only that, but then the tip of the Baihong Sword stabbed towards her throat quickly.

This one-hundred-step flying sword move is a sure-to-kill sword, and it won't leave any room for it!

Before Fan Qinghui could react, the long sword had already come to her neck.

It seemed that the next moment, the head of the good man was about to fly.

At the very moment, a deep and stern voice came: "Xu!"

At the same time, Han Fei suddenly felt an invisible air mass in front of Fan Qinghui's neck.

This air mass is not hard, but it can tightly wrap the long sword in his hand.

As for who made the shot, it is self-evident.

Han Fei couldn't bear this bird's anger, let alone being run over by this old nun, this old bird's egg is disgusting.

Ever since, he frantically mobilized the spiritual energy in his whole body, and even his eyes turned blue.

After a while, Han Fei shouted, "Cut!"

Immediately afterwards, the Baihong sword in his hand slashed fiercely, and an extremely huge blue sword energy appeared out of thin air.

From a distance, it looks like a crescent moon in the sky, or a shooting star piercing the sky.

At the same time as the sword energy was swayed, a violent gust of wind began to sweep around, and countless tables, chairs, pans and other objects began to scatter around.

"Brush~"

The ear-piercing sound of piercing the air resounded, and everything that stood in front of the sword qi would be destroyed.

Of course, Ning Daoqi's air mass is also included.

With a "boom", the sky was suddenly covered with dust.

The original three-story restaurant was cut in half, and even the ground was cut into a deep ravine.

The power of one blow is so terrifying!
Fortunately, when the fight started, everyone here had already left.

As for those who did not leave, they could only resign themselves to fate.

Looking at his masterpiece, Han Fei was a little unhappy because he knew that the old nun was still alive.

In the end, the bird man was saved...

(End of this chapter)