From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

In Xiangyang City, heavy snow suddenly came.

After the Western Chu border troops took over the city, initial killing and looting were inevitable, but they were quickly suppressed by Cao Changqing. Western Chu was determined to restore its country and dominate the Central Plains. Its reputation was more important than a little dissatisfaction among the army.

The prince’s palace and villa are gone.

In recent days, the soldiers have not harmed the yard at all.

After all, there is a man who is third in the world, and his armor-piercing ability of 5,200 is so high in the martial arts rating that it is eye-catching. Jizhou is located on the northern border, and in accordance with the internal policy of making friends with distant countries and attacking nearby ones, young generals headed by Xie Xichui and Kou Jianghuai even visited him many times, but all of them were turned away.

In the yard, Pei Nanwei, who was halfway through making a snowman, was forced to stand still and practice martial arts. It was just an ordinary horse stance combined with the breathing method of a branch of the Great Boxing Manual. But after three minutes, this princess who had grown up in luxury found it a little overwhelming, and her two round and slender legs began to sway.

"First, let the fat on your body go down. If you can hold out for half a quarter of an hour, you'll pass."

Jiang Yuan was lying in a rocking chair, flipping through the Martial Arts Records. Crow was jumping around on the table next to him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"By the way, there are ten kilograms of Nanjiang Yunhai tea, which was picked from Zhulu Mountain. According to the route, it should have reached Hengshui County. You can find someone to hand it over. Don't think about it for the next two years. The tea trees need to be cultivated for a while."

"Oh, Master Jiang, are you thinking of me now?" The Crow said happily.

"If you don't drink it, throw it away." Jiang Yuan said.

The crow flew over and patted the other on the shoulder. That was very thoughtful.

Not far away, hearing the two people chatting, Pei Nanwei couldn't help but stand up a little straighter to relieve the pain, but soon there was a whooshing sound of wind breaking, and the locust tree branch hit the buttocks where the skin was the thickest. Pei Nanwei fell forward in pain, covering his back and rolling back and forth.

"If you feel unhappy, just speak up and see who can make the decision for you. There are many ways to make you feel more pain. If you feel really wronged, you might as well cry a few times and I will help you keep crying," Jiang Yuan said calmly, "If you are afraid of pain, then make sure you don't feel pain one day. If you are afraid of death, then fight to survive in the future. It doesn't matter if you can't swallow the truth. It's the same if you chew it up and stuff it back in. Just open your mouth."

A crow flaps its wings, and a warrior stands between heaven and earth on a single breath. Most of the superior boxing techniques require one to practice the mouth first.

After rolling a few times, Pei Nanwei didn't dare to make a sound. She stood back obediently and continued to do horse stance to adjust her breathing. When she was practicing martial arts and got into the state, her face looked a little solemn and cold. Her body was thin, but actually plump and well-proportioned. There was a seductive look hidden inside, which was completely different from the woman with swaying flowers.

The crow continued to jump and hop, but was actually counting the time. In less than a quarter of an hour, the former princess had entered the highest rank and was about to start refining her life acupoints. Her aptitude was indeed extraordinary, but it also showed that this guy really didn't practice at all when he was a child, otherwise, at the age of thirty-seven or thirty-eight now, he would have been a true master of boxing.

Time passed, and Pei Nanwei gritted his teeth and persevered for a quarter of an hour before he sat down limply, standing in the snow, surrounded by hot white mist.

"Duke..."

"You can rest in the morning."

Pei Nanwei instantly wilted, turned around, supported his waist, and staggered into the house. The price he bargained for yesterday was three lashes. The pain was secondary, and the numbness and itching that penetrated into his bones as the force penetrated deep into his bones was even more deadly.

Not long after, there was a loud bang on the door.

"She has three fortunes. One comes from her beauty that made it onto the Rouge List, the second comes from her dignity as Princess Jing'an, and the third is her natural talent in martial arts. Now the first two are like rootless duckweed, and the latter is even more like gold and jade covered in dust, similar to a person who is unworthy of his position. And you were defeated by the army of Xiangyang City, so you must be here to cause trouble." Crow made his judgment based on the theory of Qigong practitioners.

Jiang Yuan tapped his finger, and the gate of the courtyard opened immediately. Dozens of fully armored elite soldiers lined up to enter, led by Zhao Pi, the new prince of Shu, and next to him were the number one person in the southwestern martial arts world, Wei Miao, the master of Nanzhao boxing, and Tianxiang Wufu, who were wearing short coats.

The Crown Prince Zhao Piyu was obsessed with beauty, even more than his father. There was a steward in his mansion who was responsible for evaluating the appearance of women from surrounding families. In the past, in Guangling and its surrounding areas, any woman who was evaluated as beautiful would become a hunting target. Whenever a grand gathering was held in Guangling Road, this man would always send a large number of spies to search for beautiful women.

So Zhao Piao's trip seemed reasonable on the surface, and his meeting with Wei Miao was either a "coincidence" or he waited for him on purpose just to have an extra layer of insurance.

"No one is messing with it. He shouldn't know that the princess is in the villa." Old man Pei said in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan didn't care. They were just some boring things like tests and calculations. If he had his natal flying sword, Caoshehui, he would take it as it comes and no one would be able to hide it. But since he didn't have it and he didn't intend to fight back, then he would have to see blood.

"Greetings, Duke's brother." Zhao Piao smiled naively and clapped his hands. Armored soldiers escorted two beautiful girls up, but their faces were lifeless.

"This is the eldest daughter of the Lu family's concubine. She ranks first in all six subjects and nine disciplines of the Jixia Academy. She is a talented woman. This one is a third-rank master. It took a lot of effort to catch her. She killed ten Beiwei cavalrymen. She is a master of swordsmanship. She is greedy for more. Don't look at her cold face. She is actually very hungry. It's not easy to pull her out without some effort. Of course, my brother will have no problem. As for me, I used to be the prince of Guangling, and now I'm the prince of Shu. There are 60,000 troops stationed in the city, so I still have to save some face. After all, Western Shu is the top priority for Da Chu. My brother and I hit it off right away. I know there are beautiful women hidden in this golden house. Why don't we take turns?"

Zhao Piao laughed and thought, what's wrong with breaking through 5,200 armors? Did they really think that the Beiwei Army were all useless barbarians? Besides, there were 60,000 troops stationed in the city, and there were many experts, and the biggest one was right beside him.

Wei Miao looked a little unhappy. Mr. Cao went to the direction of Southern Tang, but he was just passing by to seek advice and happened to meet the Prince of Shu. If this kid got hurt, it would be troublesome for him and his wife and family.

"How do you say that?" asked the crow.

"When faced with a plot, just let them do what they don't want to happen. Zhao Piao having a celestial warrior by his side is actually a flaw. If Cui Nan was in the city, he might have to think about it. After all, he knows that I can kill a celestial warrior with just one punch."

Jiang Yuan then tapped his fingers again.

Wei Miao's face changed drastically and he raised his fist to throw out, but his movement was too slow.

In just a moment, the entire body of Prince Zhao Piao of Shu exploded from the head down like a melon or fruit.

The crow covered its eyes, not expecting that someone would really kill.

Dozens of soldiers took steps, some turned around, but without exception, they were all turned into minced meat in the blink of an eye. The combination of the golden silk threads and the fist power was not inferior to any flying sword in the world.

Wei Miao's fist was caught by a hand halfway through its throw. The force was so great that the Wangfu Street within a radius of several miles sank three inches.

The power of thirteen dragon elephants.

"If you don't run when you see the situation is bad, you are seeking death."

Jiang Yuan crushed the fist of the celestial warrior, then exerted 70% of his strength, swung his arm and swept it across. In an instant, a strong wind blew, and the walls and buildings in front of him were like torn white paper, all shattered. The two opposing streets were razed to the ground, and only the overflowing fist force was like a knife cutting, plowing the land repeatedly and relentlessly. As for the number one man in the southwest martial arts world, he had already been reduced to dust.

Inside Xiangyang City, a large army was gathering.

(End of this chapter)