Martial Cultivator

Looking at the sword light, the guardian already knew who it was. Now in the capital of the gods, I am afraid there is only such a sword immortal.

With the help of a guard, one person may be able to control the entire Xia clan, but with the presence of these monks in the Xia clan now, there may be some problems.

Now this sword light is also reminding the guards that they can speak when something happens.

Liu Banbi has been killing monsters for many years in the North, but that doesn't mean he only knows how to kill monsters. Killing has never been difficult for sword cultivators.

The guardian looked at the monks in front of him and said nothing. He just stood there, waiting for the important people behind these people. .🅆.🄲

He was in no hurry to take action, because the city of God was under martial law tonight, and no monk could leave at will.

Not long after, an old man with a withered face finally arrived in the distance. He was just wearing an ordinary gray robe. It was impossible to tell which sect he came from. The old man came to the scene and took a look at this bloody man. The guardian envoy had some doubts on his old face, "The guardian envoy is here in person. It seems like everything is under control?"

As an old monster who has been practicing for many years, the old man will naturally not have any other thoughts about the current situation, but even if the matter has come to this, there are still things that need to be said.

The guardian looked at the old man who was destined to be unable to find out his identity and his master's training, and smiled and said, "When you enter the divine capital, some principles will no longer make sense. Here, only Daliang Law is the most effective."

The old man sighed with emotion, shook his head and said, "There are no rules like Daliang Law or Fangwai. In fact, all the rules in the world are the same, that is, fists. Whoever has a bigger fist is justified."

The guardian did not refute. If it comes to the final analysis, this is the truth, and it is the same truth even if it breaks through the sky.

The guard said calmly, "Let's talk about it. Maybe after we finish talking, I can really let you go."

The old man shook his head and said, "Of course I can't tell the guardian where I came from, but the guardian really dares to kill us?"

There were a lot of things he didn't say clearly, but it was obvious that the guardian envoy could understand them.

The guard envoy asked, "You intended to assassinate His Majesty, and I let you go like this. How do you explain it?"

The old man didn't care at all and just said slowly, "This thing hasn't happened yet, so there is no evidence anyway. Of course, the evidence seems to be of no use to us. If you let us go today, we will naturally get something." , On the contrary, if you force us to stay...I am afraid of the consequences, a big Liang Dynasty cannot bear it. "

When the old man spoke before, the faces of several monks were a little ugly, but now that the old man spoke like this again, their faces became normal.

In this world, there are not so many things that are black and white, but only endless entanglements of interests. As long as the interests are discussed appropriately, nothing is constant.

The guardian did not speak in a hurry, but the place was not quiet. The snow was still heavy, but the sound of fighting around was not small. The guardian's Yamen and the monks from Tianyuyuan had joined forces to invade the Xia family's private residence. In fact, the overall direction of tonight's ending will not change. The Xia family will definitely be uprooted, and the entire dynasty will definitely experience a huge shock. The only difference is whether they, the monks, can leave the divine capital unharmed.

This is not necessarily the case tonight.

The guardian didn't speak, he just narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look somewhere.

In the shadows, a figure still came out.

This is

The second Wangyou monk hiding in the Xia family.

The guardian sighed with emotion, "You foreigner monks are really willing to give up. These forgetful monks who are regarded as gods by others, now there are two of them."

The monk who walked out looked much younger than the old man, and his temper was much more irritable. Looking at the guardian envoy, he just sneered and said, "Ning Ping, do you really think you can keep us in the capital of God?" ? Aren’t you afraid that your spirit will be broken the next day?”

The old man's face looked a little unhappy after hearing this, but he didn't say anything after all.

The guardian envoy asked in confusion, "Is this your attitude towards asking for help?"

The old man didn't say anything, but the man was furious, "I'm just a vulgar martial artist, why should I beg you?"

He looked at the guard envoy angrily, as if he was going to kill the guard envoy of Daliang Dynasty here at any time.

The guard envoy said, "In this case, I will have no choice but to kill you."

He spoke without any emotion, as if he said a very ordinary thing, nothing to be surprised about.

But before these two people could speak, the guardian looked at the sky and said with a smile, "The remaining one person will be handed over to Liu Jianxian. It's really not easy for me to escape here. Your Majesty is about to enter the city, so it's not easy for Your Majesty to let him go." Wait too long."

This sentence was undoubtedly meant for the two people opposite.

The old man's face became serious, and the other man's face was also a little ugly.

No one answered, but there was a flash of sword light.

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In front of the gate of a low courtyard not far from the Xia family, Liu Banbi, who had rushed here in a hurry, walked slowly over. As a student of the academy, he had to ask the dean for instructions in advance on what he wanted to do. It's just that Liu Banbi has been in the north for many years. In fact, he has been half a member of the imperial court for a long time, but he is different from ordinary academy disciples.

Standing in front of the door, Liu Banbi did not have the good temper to knock on the door. Instead, a sword energy instantly filled the air and directly cut the wooden door into two pieces before walking into the courtyard.

But as soon as he walked into this small courtyard, a middle-aged woman with a frosty face walked out of the house.

Liu Banbi looked at it and sighed, "Is it a girl?"

The middle-aged woman was furious when she heard this, but feeling the overwhelming sword intent at this moment, she felt cold all over her body.

She almost forgot that the man in green shirt in front of her was a real swordsman.

He is the most lethal swordsman among the monks!

The middle-aged woman also knew who the man appeared in front of her now.

The swordsman from the academy was Liu Banbi who had been killing demons in the north.

"Liu Jianxian..."

The middle-aged woman hesitated to speak, a little nervous, so that she seemed a little nervous.

Just when the middle-aged woman was a little nervous, Liu Banbi suddenly said, "I have never killed a woman."

This sentence directly interrupted what the middle-aged woman was about to say.

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief. It was not a particularly good thing for her to really fight with such a swordsman.

Among the monks, sword cultivators are the most lethal and no one wants to provoke them.

But what Liu Banbi said next made her heartbroken.

"But it doesn't matter, it's the first time, everyone has to go through it."