The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 361 Glory even if defeated
"Jiange Li Qinglian, please enlighten me!"

Li Qinglian was dressed in white, embroidered with cyan lotus flowers, and she was very romantic, and she really had the feeling that immortals do not eat other people's fireworks.

"This bitch is quite polite!"

At some point, Ying Xuan took out a small jug of spirits from the interspatial ring and had already drank it. Seeing Li Qinglian's polite behavior, Ying Xuan couldn't help but comment.

"You know shit!"

Nesten laughed loudly and said, "To put it mildly, it's called demeanor; to put it bluntly, it's called hypocrisy."

"One by one, the corners of Lao Tzu's mouth are the best in the world. I wish I could kill the person opposite me. This will be polite, so I have to do it later?"

"Li Qinglian, the Banished Immortal of Shuzhong, I have heard of your great reputation. Among the younger generation of Kyushu clans, only you and Wen Renting are considered figures."

The disciple of the Holy Land was wearing the clothes of the Holy Land of Kunlun, so he must be the Son of the Holy Land of Kunlun.

"Come on, fight with all your strength, let me see what is so special about the genius of the Kyushu clan."

"as you wish!"

Li Qinglian smiled slightly, and then her aura surged. In the blink of an eye, she broke through the shackles of the Heavenly Human Realm and stepped into the Saint Realm.

"Good good!"

"That's what it looks like. The realm of a saint is worthy of the title of Tianjiao. It's worth fighting with all my strength."

Seeing Li Qinglian stepping into the realm of a saint, the Son of Kunlun was not flustered, but rather excited.

Both of them are masters of using swords, the sword of the moment, above the school field, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the sword light is flickering, and the shadows are intertwined.

The two met their opponents in chess, and the fight was evenly matched. Everyone who watched was dazzled and cheered loudly.

"The Banished Immortal in Shu has a well-deserved reputation. It is really rare that this person does not lose the inheritance sequence of the Holy Land. I am afraid that Jiange will produce a sage of swordsmanship." The Holy Lord of Kunlun said congratulating the swordsman.

Li Qinglian's strength was beyond Sacred Land's expectations, and they were also envious. With such a powerful disciple, the Sacred Land's family might not be able to surpass them!

"Where, where, how can it compare to the Kunlun Holy Land?"

"Kunlun Holy Land has obtained the true biography of Sword Ancestor, and the future is boundless!"

The swordsman's mouth was modest, but his eyes were already smiling. Li Qinglian stepped into the realm of a saint. He didn't even know about it. He must have broken through after returning from the north.

Knowing how to hide her strength and restrain the young man's warlike heart, Li Qinglian finally grew up.

"Where is that, this child just got the advice of the sword ancestor, and got a little bit of fur, is it still far away?" The Lord of Kunlun also said politely.

There are three heroes in the way of swordsman, who are insurmountable peaks for those who practice swordsmanship.

Kunlun Sword Ancestor, Yaochi Sword Immortal, and Guigu Sword Master, if they are guided by the three of them, the way of swordsmanship can be described as open and smooth, which is an opportunity that others cannot envy.

"Hey, this group of young people is not simple, they saw the shadow of us back then."

Zhao Xiuke was in high spirits, propped his hands on the railing, and then climbed on it with his whole body, watching it seriously.

"Don't praise them, it's easy to make them proud, and then you won't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

The astonishment in Wang Ben's eyes flickered, but it also disappeared in a flash, and did not stay in Wang Ben's eyes.

"The talent and understanding are not bad, and the realm is also superior."

Wang Ben said sternly: "It's a pity, too much pursuit of some fancy moves, ignoring the true meaning of power."

"This kind of stuff, in the nine counties in the north of my country, just randomly pull out Qiba and Heavenly Human Realm powerhouses, and they can be dealt with."

"Seven or eight? You think too highly of them!"

Nei Shiten said: "A sword that does not drink enough blood, no matter how sharp it is, is also fragile; without enough experience in life-and-death fighting, no matter how high the level is, it can also be embarrassing."

"Life and death are inseparable, and the combination of four or five heavenly and human realms in the empire is enough to kill any one of them."

"Did you hear what they said clearly?"

It was rare for Ying Xuan not to participate in the discussion, but to talk to Wen Renting who was beside him. After all, he was a brother-in-law, so what he should care about was to have a good time.

"Are all Wuhous of your empire so arrogant?" Wen Renting said contemptuously.

"Don't dislike it, what they say is the truth!"

Yingxuan said: "Kyushu clans, in the final analysis, are a group of flowers that have been raised in greenhouses for hundreds of years."

"Do you know why Bai Qi chose to join forces with the clan in order to deal with me? And do you know why the old Qin family let the clan of Kyushu take care of it?"

"Because you guys are really useless!"

"Humph!"

Wen Renting turned his head away and ignored Ying Xuan, obviously feeling that Ying Xuan was destroying the ambition of the family and increasing the prestige of the empire.

"Although the words are harsh, it is the truth!"

Ying Xuan said: "If you have time some other day, I will let you compete with the Liaodong sage, and you will know how important Kyushu clans are in our eyes."

"Also, in the future, less contact with the Kyushu clan, and don't let the famous people admire the white-haired people and send the black-haired people."

While Ying Xuan was preaching to Wen Renting, the winner was decided on the court.

Although Li Qinglian's move Qinglian Sword Song was powerful, it broke through the defense of the Son of Kunlun, but it failed to break through the armor on his body, and finally lost due to exhaustion.

"Sacred Land really has some skills. Just now I thought Li Qinglian was going to win!" Nei Shiteng said.

"The armor should be a life-saving object, enough to withstand the full blow of the mythical powerhouse." Zhao Xiuke said.

"Li Qinglian's loss is not wronged, it's an honor to lose."

"Think of a way, grab it, and study it a little bit. If the soldiers of the empire can equip armor that can withstand the blows of the strong in the heavenly realm, many people will die less!"

Wang Ben said with piercing eyes.

"Even if there is such a possibility, the cost involved is not small. It can empty out the empire." Ying Xuan shook his head and said.

"Then count as much as you can make, and count as one less death. Too much blood has been shed in the north, and too many people have died. They are all fate. There are old and young in the family."

Wang Ben said quietly: "Although you brought the ceremony of the Pijiamen, it is too difficult to practice kung fu horizontally and quickly."

"Presumably you can also understand that there may be a war between the empire and the foreign race at any time, and the soldiers of the empire will be trained to be copper-skinned and iron-framed."

The seven couldn't help being silent for a moment, they were indeed killing gods, but they also had a soft side in their hearts.

"Then try it!"

Zhao Xiuke said: "I am afraid that the important information cannot be simulated by reasoning. We still have to rely on force to solve the problem."

"Your goals are too big, let me do it!"

Zhao Xiuke was indifferent, and those who cared about Marquis Wu of the Empire would not notice him, so he was indeed a good choice.

"Then do it beautifully!" Ying Xuan instructed, after all, Zhao Xiuke is a gentleman, and he is not very good at such evil deeds.

"Don't worry, I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs run away."

Zhao Xiuke said: "After watching too much of what you and Nei Shiteng did, I still learned some tricks, and it shouldn't be too bad."

"Fuck, that's what I said!"

Nesten and Yingxuan complained together.

"Li Qinglian, Marquis of the Sword, will be a first-class nobleman, and will be the first-class nobleman in a row of chariots!"

"Next match, Marquis of Shu Wen Renting will fight!"

With Wen Renting's attack, the empire went to another city. The son of Kunlun was injured by Li Qinglian. Although he had armor to block the killing blow for him, but there was not much spiritual energy left. In front of Wen Renting, He didn't persist for a few rounds before being completely defeated.

"The Martial Saint in the world has heard about Renting, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved. He is worthy of being one of the leading figures of the Kyushu clan."

Although Wen Renting didn't use his full strength in the face of the still bloody Son of Kunlun, but to defeat the Son of Kunlun so quickly, he probably at least possessed the strength of a saint.

"However, the title of Martial Saint is not so easy to convince people."

Kunlun head teacher said: "Wu Sheng, that is a martial arts sage."

"Then try his weight!"

A rough man jumped directly into the arena and landed opposite Wen Renting.

"Bai Yujing's madman has made a move!"

Someone from the Holy Land disciples exclaimed: "This is a match with a peerless fierce man!"

"It is said that within a year, countless Baiyujing Tianjiao had been defeated. Three years ago, he challenged the Son of Kunlun, but lost half of his moves, and finally retreated and practiced hard."

"I thought he would be the first battle out of customs, either the Son of Bai Yujing or the Son of Kunlun, but I didn't expect it to be Wen Renting from Kyushu. This is a good show."

(End of this chapter)