The pure warrior wearing nectar armor laughed ferociously, stepped on a pothole with one foot, charged forward, and punched the young man from a distance of five to six feet. The punch was surging and the energy was as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Chen Pingan clasped his hands behind his back and huddled in his sleeves. As he controlled the infatuated heart to resist Jian Xiu's flying sword again and again, he raised his arms and faced the fist with his palms.

Grab it with five fingers.

Quan Gang was crushed directly by Chen Ping'an.

The burly retinue laughed heartily, without any trace of panic. It was just a tentative punch, but it didn't have the power of five successes. "Sir, your Taoism is not shallow! As for how deep it is..."

The man in snow-white armor gave a soft drink and suddenly accelerated forward. In the blink of an eye, he was a few steps in front of Chen Pingan. He suddenly raised his arm with his right hand. When the punch was delivered, it was as fast as thunder.

, the entire right shoulder of the burly man bloomed with snow-white brilliance.

There was a bang.

He still blocked the armored man's punch with his palm.

There was a hint of confusion in the assassin's eyes. The young man in front of him was motionless?

Although he was confused, he did not hesitate to raise his foot and hit a fierce knee. In martial arts fighting, especially the battle between masters, while the thoughts are changing rapidly, every move must be done instinctively, even faster than "heart and thought".

This is the real entry into the palace.

The hand behind Chen Ping'an's back left his sleeve, and he lightly tapped the knee of the white-armored servant in front of him, causing him to lean forward, and then hit the man's chest with his elbow.

The burly warrior wearing the Nectar Armor of the God was knocked backwards by an elbow.

But the punch was still held in the palm of Chen Pingan's hand, so it was pulled away, and Chen Pingan punched the nectar armor outside the man's mouth.

The burly man flew backwards with a crash and fell to the ground ten feet away.

It was just that he was carrying the Hōka Kōwān and was slightly injured, but the energy in his body vibrated more, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Slapping his palm on the ground, the man stood up again, spat out a mouthful of blood-streaked saliva, grinned from side to side, and complained: "Sir, is this guy a swordsman or a master of foreign martial arts who has been training his body?"

The middle-aged swordsman stood behind him with a playful smile, "You still don't allow a martial arts genius to have both?"

The man took a deep breath and turned to look at Wei Xian on the top of the hillside. His mood was no longer relaxed and he said to Jianxiu: "Then this kid really deserves to die. Sir, have you had enough fun? Let's never get into the ditch."

Capsized, this guy didn't come alone."

Jian Xiu nodded, "The relationship between Daquan Liu and Yao Lao'er should be over. In this case, we can start setting up the net."

The sword cultivator whistled, extremely sharp.

After a moment, Jian Xiu's figure quickly ran away to one side. With a wave of his hand, his natal flying sword no longer entangled the young swordsman.

Feijian returns to the acupoint to warm up.

The warrior guard wearing nectar armor was stunned for a moment, and then began to flee with the sword cultivator without saying a word.

Although Chen Ping'an didn't know why the two assassins left like this, he didn't stop them.

The Yao family's cavalrymen, who were surviving the disaster, were even more in the dark and looked at each other in shock.

The old general weighed the situation, dismounted from his horse, and ordered to the young cavalry commander who was supporting him: "Send a group of scouts out to investigate the situation, and the rest will rest on the spot."

The five frontier army scouts were like casting a net, riding their horses in all directions.

Chen Pingan slowly walked towards Wei Xian and Pei Qian.

General Yao was hesitant to speak, and finally remained silent. He wanted to say thank you, but just as he was about to speak, his abdominal wound was pulled, so he had to shut up. However, he held his fists in the direction of the young man as a silent thank you.

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The other party was able to act righteously and single-handedly stop two assassins who were sure to win, which was considered the ultimate act of kindness, but the old man did not have the shame to make demands that were excessive.

After half a stick of incense, a cavalry army came galloping over. In addition to the dozen Yao family border troops covered in blood, there were more than twenty unfamiliar faces. They were not the Qi practitioners with bright eyes and crystal clear skin.

The warriors are the majestic martial arts masters. These people are closely guarding a man in brocade robes. This man is about thirty years old and has a face as beautiful as jade. He is obviously the master of these masters.

Approaching the Yao family's frontier army where the old man was, the man waved his hand and the cavalry quickly separated. The man rode alone, came first, reined in the reins and stopped, laughing loudly: "Old General Yao, fortunately I was not late.

"

When the old general was about to stand up and answer, the man had already turned over and dismounted, holding the riding crop and waving it vigorously, "The old general is injured, so there is no need to be polite."

The old man still insisted on getting up to greet him.

He quickened his pace, led the horse directly to the old man, and said softly: "In the final analysis, this disaster of the Yao family was caused by me and Li Xiling. Since I happened to be at the border this time, I had no reason to stand by and watch. I hope the old general understands.

Unless the situation is urgent, I will never show up."

The old general changed the subject and said in a deep voice: "How can your highness, who has a rich body, be easily involved in danger?"

The man smiled and said: "General Yao is the general who conquered the south, and I, Daquanzheng, a second-rank official, have been born and died for decades, so it is no longer valuable?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "Your Highness!"

The man waved his hand and said with a smile: "You have come, you have done. I have listened to General Yao's lesson. Can I go back home? These assassins may not have back-ups."

The old general smiled helplessly and said: "It all depends on His Highness's orders."

The man suddenly pointed the riding crop in his hand at the hillside opposite, "Who are those people?"

The old man explained: "If they hadn't stalled for time, I wouldn't have been able to survive this moment. Your Highness doesn't need to think too much about the style of some Mohist knights. We meet by chance, so we don't need to add any unnecessary extravagance."

The man nodded.

He suddenly slapped his head, quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, pulled out the stopper, and the aroma suddenly filled the air. He poured out a dark green pill in the palm of his hand and handed it to the old man, "This is the secret healing medicine treasured in the palace.

The old general can just swallow it."

The old man did not doubt that he was there, thanked the prince, and without hesitation threw it into his mouth and swallowed it into his belly.

The man's smile grew stronger, and he personally helped the old man and walked towards the carriage he had brought.

At the top of the hillside, Chen Pingan watched them leave.

He took out the military armor pill and handed it to Wei Xian, who did not take it immediately.

Chen Ping'an explained: "This is Bingjia Jiawan, called Shenren Chenglu Jia. After pouring it with true energy, you can wear armor on your body. It is similar to the previous martial artist. It can resist swords and spells on its own. Unless it is attacked once

Penetrating armor, or hitting a certain spot repeatedly, generally speaking, it becomes a talisman before the spiritual energy is exhausted. It is very effective against the sword cultivator's natal flying sword."

The quality of Jiawan is often directly linked to the amount of spiritual energy stored.

So there are roughly three types, which are nicknamed puddle armor, pond armor and big lake armor by the mountains.

The Shenren Chenglu Armor is the third-ranked one, almost all of which are similar to Shuiwa Armor, but the one sold by Lingzhi Zhai in Hanging Mountain is extremely special, and it is most likely an ancestral armor, the earliest batch of nectar.

A, carefully crafted for a military master, can be said to be a noble son of a poor family.

Wei Xian pushed back Chen Ping'an's hand and said with a smile: "You will not get rewarded if you have no merit. If I do meritorious service later, it will not be too late to get it."

Chen Pingan smiled and put it away.

Pei Qian looked forward to it and said, "If he doesn't want it, why don't you give it to me?"

Chen Pingan ignored her at all.

After that, the three people's route was not in the same direction as the Yao family's cavalry. They rushed to the border town whose outline was vaguely visible.

On the way, Wei Xian rarely said a few words.

I asked three questions at once.

"Young master, do you want to be a moral saint and seek immortality?"

Chen Pingan couldn't help laughing, smiled and shook his head: "Of course not."

If he really had this ambition, Chen Pingan would have recognized the literary sage and old scholar as his husband. Especially the trip to Tongyezhou made Chen Pingan even more determined.

Wei Xian asked again, "Does the young master want to gain great power and compete for kings and hegemony?"

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly and pointed at himself, "Just me?"

Wei Xian finally asked, "Is that the way to be alone and achieve immortality?"

Chen Pingan asked back: "Why are you asking these questions?"

Wei Xian kept silent.
Chapter completed!