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However, Xiao Pingan is definitely not that kind of person.

He used the Mingyu Gong's mental method, and suddenly, the powerful Mingyu Gong's true qi filled his body.

An invisible shield bloomed like fireworks, which resulted in that no matter how sharp and terrifying the sword in Guanjun Hou's hand was, it could not break Xiao Pingan's skin at all.

Seeing this scene.

A look of surprise appeared in Guanjun Hou's eyes.

It seemed that he could not expect that Xiao Pingan's body would be so hard that even the magic weapon in his hand could not break his defense.

Xiao Pingan sneered, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the sword.

Then.

A powerful true qi poured into his palm.

Suddenly, the long sword on his neck was crushed by him as if it were made of tofu.

Clank.

Clank.

...

Pieces of broken swords fell to the ground.

There was a crisp sound.

"What?" Guanjun Hou widened his eyes, unable to believe it. Although the sword in his hand was not as good as the perfect spiritual weapon, the Red Blood Demon Sword, it was at least a high-level spiritual weapon. It was destroyed so easily by the man in black in front of him.

This proves that the martial arts of the man in black is at least above the ninth-grade master. As one of the bigwigs in Yujing City, Guanjun Hou knows that there are not many ninth-grade masters in Yujing City.

Because as long as a master above the ninth-grade master level appears in the capital, he will be immediately monitored by the secret guards of the court.

And he, as the champion of the court, is a person who can use some secret guards, and he will definitely know it at the first time.

But, he has no news these days.

This can mean...

Guanjun Hou's eyes flickered.

Before he can continue to think.

With a bang.

Guanjun Hou was slapped away by Xiao Ping'an.

Guanjun Hou's body broke through the wall and fell heavily outside the yard.

With a clap of his hands, Guanjun Hou stood up immediately.

He lowered his head and looked at his chest.

A burning pain came over him.

He was injured again.

Why is there a word "again".

Okay.

Guanjun Hou admitted that he could not beat the man in front of him, but he admitted it in his heart, not with his mouth.

Feeling the burning pain coming from his chest.

Guanjun Hou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed: "There are not many people in this world who can hurt me. Especially in Yujing City. The only person with such strength can be... Xiao Pingan, is it you?"

"You recognized the wrong person!"

A cold voice came out of Xiao Pingan's mouth.

Guanjun Hou: "... I am sure and certain that it is you, Xiao Pingan, you admit it, it is useless to deny it. The distance between your eyes and your martial arts have deeply betrayed you."

Xiao Pingan: "..."

Since others have said so, it is useless for him to deny it.

"Go to hell, Champion Marquis."

With a low roar, Xiao Ping'an's palm slowly pushed out, and suddenly, a palm-sized blood-red palm print knocked over, bang, the palm print was like a burning fire, and quickly went towards Champion Marquis.

Although the palm print was small, Champion Marquis's face showed horror.

He could feel an incomparable terrifying destructive force from this small palm print.

"Immortal Magic."

"Immortal Seal."

He suddenly stepped back three steps, crossed his hands quickly, formed a mysterious seal, and pushed it out suddenly. Suddenly, a small black palm print gushed out, and the two collided with each other, forming a huge energy.

Something happened that shocked Champion Marquis.

When the black palm print touched the red palm print, it broke like an eggshell.

Fragile and vulnerable.

Champion Hou's eyes widened, and the fine red threads in his eyes were about to break. Is there anything wrong? Is my Immortal Seal so fragile?

What kind of palm method is Xiao Ping'an's?

It's too awesome.

In the eyes of disbelief.

Bang.

Champion Hou flew out, spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and fell heavily on the fallen plums in the yard.

Champion Hou, just like that.

Xiao Ping'an curled his lips.

Everyone said that Champion Hou's martial arts, the young generation of Daqian, is the best in the world.

That's it?

Not far away, on a big tree, the purple-clothed woman watched Xiao Ping'an hit Champion Hou with a palm, and a trace of panic flashed across her beautiful eyes.

Patted her plump double peaks.

On her fair face, there was a look of relief.

Mom.

She pursed her lips and said, to be honest, at the beginning, when she realized that someone was trying to assassinate her junior brother,She wanted to help, but fortunately, she was cautious and did not rush out to help immediately, but observed secretly.

As a result, she found that the person who came was so powerful.

That's better.

Between dying myself or dying my junior brother.

Of course, I chose to die my junior brother.

Well.

Let's wait and see.

Anyway, when the sky falls, there are still tall people to support it.

Guanjun Hou endured the pain, stood up, looked at Xiao Pingan and said, "I guess you can't kill me."

"If you want to delay time, I advise you not to do it, because I kill people and don't like to talk nonsense."

"So, do you admit that you are Xiao Pingan?"

"I didn't say anything."

After saying that, Xiao Pingan stepped forward, and the blood in his body surged. A golden palm print, with great force and heavy power, pressed over like a small mountain.

Guanjun Hou's pupils shrank violently, and he didn't dare to be careless, and quickly raised his arms to resist.

With a bang.

A dull voice sounded, and a domineering force rushed towards him.

The features of Guanjun Hou were twisted, revealing a look of pain. He felt as if his arms were hit hard by a huge rock. Both arms were about to be broken.

Then, it was as if he was flying in the clouds, as if he had hit a mountain.

With a bang, his body flew out.

Bang.

Guanjun Hou landed on a rockery, and with a bang, he instantly pierced through the rockery, and countless stones flew.

"Ah."

In the pile of rubble, Guanjun Hou groaned in pain. He covered his chest, and a large mouthful of blood flowed out of his mouth. His body was bloody and fleshy. He looked at the man in black in front of him, who was like a big bird, lightly falling in front of him.

At this moment, Guanjun Hou was in a very miserable state. He was wearing a white pajamas, all covered with blood, and there was no intact place on his body. Facts have proved that he is really no match for Xiao Ping'an.

Xiao Pingan raised his palm, and suddenly, a flying knife spun rapidly, and he said lightly: "Guanjun Hou, do you have any last words?"

"Yes, you just need to let me say one word." Guanjun Hou nodded and said hoarsely.

"What words?"

Xiao Pingan looked at Guanjun Hou curiously. I don't know what he will say before he dies.