"Master, it's the Master who is here!"

When many academy students were in panic, they didn't know what to do, they were so happy that they were cheering when they saw that although they were old in the sky, their aura was still as good as those of the people and figures back then.

If the Master is here, the Junzi Pavilion will not be afraid.

Not only the students, but also the lecturers and gentlemen in the academy were relieved.

Since the Master has appeared, it means that things have not reached the worst time.

Although the Master is not always showing off his own selves, who doesn’t know that he is the Dinghai Sword Needle of Junzi Pavilion?

But who is Lord Jiang? He can actually ask the Master to invite the fight in person?

Some people think.

At this moment, Lord Jiang, who was remembered by many student teachers in the academy, was looking at the sacred Master in the sky with a bitter face.

Jiang Ping tugged the corners of his mouth again and again, thinking that it was a damaging look on his face.

He is now a big shot, and he can just say anything swearing, but he is a bit unfair to say it in person.

But the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and in the end I almost made myself so angry that I was crooked.

It was a good talk, what to do?

He shouted so loudly that everyone saw it now.

Isn't this bullying?

I don't know he's a useless person now...

Well, yes, I'm a useless person!

At this moment, Jiang Ping felt suddenly enlightened, and there was light in front of him.

He smiled flatteringly with a shy face behind him who had been a background board for a long time:

"Ahem, my wife, give me a face in front of outsiders. I may say something inappropriate later. Don't be angry."

"I will definitely apologize to you when I go back."

Jiang Ping folded his hands together and bowed, looking obedient and weak.

Then he whispered:

"You go and have a few moves with this old man later."

"Don't worry, he doesn't dare to take serious measures. If this old man dares to hurt you a hair, I will use him to do the whole door.

No one can bully my woman.”

Dong looked at Jiang Ping, and his cold eyes were unknown.

"good."

"Send some true energy to me." Jiang Ping said softly.

Dong put his palm on Jiang Ping's back, obediently passing over his true energy.

As soon as the true energy entered the body, Jiang Ping felt refreshed, as if he could immediately go to heaven and earth.

However, Jiang Ping knew that this was an illusion. With his physical condition, this true energy was just a drop in the bucket and could not be kept at all. It would be dissipated without much.

So he seized the time and activated the true energy, and the sound and amplifier also spread all over the world.

"Jiang is not very honored to invite the Master to fight."

"It just happened that Jiang's insider was a little itchy and wanted to fight instead of Jiang.

She had also got Jiang's advice a few moves. Although it was less than one-tenth of Jiang's, she thought she could fight with the Master to help her liven up."

"But Master, don't be careless. If even Jiang's inner fellows can't beat him, then it's better not to mention the invitation to fight with Jiang."

"Dongyue, go and learn the master's skills."

Dong looked at Jiang Ping's stubborn gesture, and his lips and eyes couldn't help but raise his lips and eyes, revealing a faint smile.

She didn't expect that Jiang Ping apologized in advance because of this.

She obviously won't care.

However, when Jiang Ping reminded her in advance, she felt good inexplicably.

After she decided to go back, as Jiang Ping said, let him apologize for himself.

Thinking of this, she was inexplicably happy.

She reached out and grabbed it. Qiu Daoyu, who was standing guard guarding the outside, felt a sudden suction force hit. He wanted to resist, but when he saw that it was Dong who attacked him, the true energy in his body immediately stopped and surrendered.

This is the mistress, and he is the best-killed mistress. Isn’t he asking for trouble if he dares to resist?

He, Lao Qiu, is also a person with vision.

"Protect your son."

Qiu Daoyu only heard this sentence and saw Dong's body shaped like an extremely cold iceberg suppressing it, rolling up thousands of piles of snow and heading towards Master.

Thinking of Dong's face that flashed just now, he and Jiang Ping looked at each other in front of each other.

"Young Master, I seemed to see Miss Dong laughing just now."

Jiang Ping also nodded blankly: "I saw it too."

Then he slapped his thigh and reacted:

"It seems that even if I am useless, I am invincible. Seeing that without Lao Qiu, a great beauty in the iceberg would laugh now because she stayed by my side.

What is this? This is love!

Made, the more you think about it, the more you lose. If it weren’t for this bastard Qiye, I wouldn’t be able to move even if I was powerless now.

No, if you don’t let him call him brother next time you meet, you will lose a lot of money in this business.”

Qiu Daoyu: “…”

He didn't see the charm, but the thickness of this face is still the same as before.

He is worthy of being the young master he is familiar with.

Not only is he thick-skinned, but his thinking speed is still unpredictable.

And what the hell is calling brother?

Is the young master so enjoyable to play with the Qiye Demon Lord in private?

...

High in the sky.

The Master saw the eastward attack, and the biting coldness almost stained the river of great energy behind him with a layer of frost.

He couldn't help but be wary, because this was enough to show that Dong's martial arts true spirit's power was a little stronger than him.

The Master didn't believe what Jiang Ping said, but he gave me a few tips.

After a few tips, he can get the realm of a great master. With this kind of threat to him, he also wants to be pointed out.

However, the most taboo thing about distraction when fighting in the enemy is to fight. The Master quickly sorts out his thoughts and restores his mind to a bright future.

Although he admitted defeat to Jiang Ping, he also wanted to lose vigorously, rather than being said by later generations that he would surrender without saying a word in the Gentleman Pavilion without making a single word or a sword.

If he didn't even have the courage to fight, he would not deserve to be the master of Junzi Pavilion.

Even if he knew that this battle would end, he might destroy the vague friendship between Junzige and Jiang Ping.

But a gentleman does what he does not do.

If he doesn't fight this battle, he will not be able to pass his own level.

The bloodless surrender even looked down on others, let alone others.

The Master's eyes sterned, and he reached out to a certain direction of the academy and held it in a low position: "Come on the sword!"

Groove!!!

Under the Junzi Pavilion, a string of bubbles emerged from the water of the small lake, and there were even ripples on the surface of the lake, and the pavilion also swayed, as if there was a giant beast at the bottom of the lake that wanted to be born.

Pang!

A huge string of water splashes exploded, and Junzi Pavilion exploded in half. A silver-white light penetrated the water surface and shot away, falling straight into the Master's hand.

A gentleman wears a sword, this is a tradition, a virtue, but not a decoration.

A gentleman can kill people even if he holds a sword.

The Master held the long sword in his hand, watching the light flowing, which was not as good as the past, and the sword body that had not left any rust as the passage of time, recalled:

"This sword is called Ziwei, and it was one of the three divine swords that were given to Junzi Pavilion by his mentor back then.

However, at the forty years, I took it and killed innocent people by chance, thinking it was unknown, so I buried it under the gentleman's pavilion.

From then on, I abandoned the sword and my skills became more and more pure.

I thought I wouldn't have to use this sword again in this life, but today I have to make an exception when facing the girl.

Miss Dongyue, please!"

The Master's momentum suddenly rose again, and the great spirit behind him rippled with silver light, sweeping the strange phenomena of heaven and earth.

boom!

The air burst into flames.

The light of the long sword cut through the sky, causing a river of great energy, as if it was a force of thousands of pounds to be pressed.

At this moment, the Master actually took the lead in drawing his sword.
Chapter completed!