Chapter 615 Yes, I slept with both the saint and the witch for you

"Wow..."

Shan Wanjing blinked her big eyes and looked at his back. She felt that it was different from before. Today, Mr. Chai was so domineering.

Kou Zhong looked at Ning Daoqi for help: "Taoist Master Ning, why don't you take action?"

"..."

How to take action?

The two parties are negotiating terms, and the terms Chai Shao gave are... excessive? It is too much for people like Song Yuzhi and Kou Zhong, but not too much for people like Li Mi and Liang Shidu.

If he takes action, he will be torn apart and there will be no room for change. If Chai Shao cannot be killed, the next step will be a situation of ruin and bloodshed.

"Can you change it to another one and change the conditions?"

No one expected that Master Concubine Xuan, who was dressed in a white dress, walked out of the crowd of women and begged: "You have already killed all the men in the Song family, why must you kill them all..."

Before the last word "Jue" came out of her mouth, woo, the wind blew through her ears and slapped her hard on the face: "You have no place to speak here."

"Feixuan..." Fan Qinghui's fingers turning slightly white as he held the sword.

"Feixuan!"

There was another angry shout, and Xu Ziling drew out his sword with a clang, jumped up, and attacked Chu Pingsheng. However, Master Di Xin suddenly raised his Zen staff and pressed the sword bit by bit. Xu Ziling was forced to fall to the ground and looked at the Zen staff. The suppressed sword.

"Master Emperor's Heart!"

"You are no match for him."

As soon as Shi Feixuan got up from the ground, Chu Pingsheng slapped her down with another backhand. Her cheeks suddenly became swollen. Fan Qinghui shook his head and sighed, and Xu Ziling looked like he was crazy.

"As the head of Xieji Sect, what do you think of me teaching disobedient disciples? Do you have any opinions?"

Chu Pingsheng grabbed Shi Feixuan by the back of her collar and pulled her hair from behind: "Did you see that licking dog? Tell him."

Xu Ziling didn't know what he wanted the goddess to tell him.

Chu Pingsheng exerted another force, and Shi Fei Xuan raised her head involuntarily, her eyes filled with humiliation.

"Say!"

"..."

"Okay, let me tell you."

Chu Pingsheng looked at Xu Ziling as if he were a loser: "The goddess you long for is already my woman. Although she has no sense of proportion, she still needs to be trained. As for me, I hope you can be a qualified dog licker and keep your distance in the future. , loves what she loves, and silently blesses us.”

Xu Ziling kept shaking his head, shaking his head hard and quickly, looking at them in disbelief.

"Feixuan, you... tell me, this... is not true, this is not true!"

Shi Feixuan suddenly raised her long sword and wiped it against the handicraft-like swan neck.

Chu Pingsheng flicked his sword finger to stop him slightly.

"If you are alive, for your sake, I might spare Fan Qinghui's life. If you die, huh..."

After saying this, he removed his sword finger, and the sword in Shi Feixuan's hand also stopped and fell to the ground with a clang, splashing up a cloud of fine sand.

Xu Ziling shouted loudly: "Chai Shao, you despicable villain!"

Chu Pingsheng was speechless: "Then I let her die?"

"Ah..."

Xu Ziling is on the verge of collapse,

Fortunately, Master Emperor Xin was stronger than him and could hold people down, otherwise he wouldn't know what he would have done impulsively.

"..."

The whole audience was speechless.

A generation of Buddhist saints was made like this by him, but if you want to say that he is despicable and a bastard, he can kill you with just one sentence.

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing that makes you feel wronged."

He seemed to be deliberately trying to squeeze Xu Ziling.

"Huanhan always thought that you were the one who slept with her outside Jiangling City, so she pestered you a lot, right? If there is a similar situation again in the future, you can tell her clearly that I was the one who took her body. For I’m sorry for the trouble I’ve caused you.”

He actually took down the quasi-head of the Yingui Sect, Huanhuan?

Not only Li Mi, Li Jing, Yu Wenhuaji and others looked stunned, but Linglongjiao, Sha Fang and other girls also looked dumbfounded.

Everyone knew that Zhu Yuyan had an affair with him, but they didn't expect that this guy would not even let Zhu Yuyan's apprentice go.

Looking at it from the other side, the Demonic Witch and the Buddhist Saint actually took advantage of him.

Xu Ziling's face was ashen and he shouted sternly: "You...why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"She didn't ask me either."

This is true, the truth is that truth, why does it sound poor and indebted?

"Beast!"

Xu Ziling was furious and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Shi Feixuan with a look of love, sadness and anger: "Feixuan... a rotten person like him... why did you..." Chu Pingsheng couldn't help but She rolled her eyes at him and said something that no one could refute.

"The emperor still has seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards. Not to mention how many women Li Yuan has played with since he ascended the throne? Why don't you point your nose at him and scold him? I am a prince of the country, with strong martial arts and a reputation Yuanbo, what’s wrong with having more wives? Shi Feixuan, tell them, did I force you to do this?”

"..."

Master Fei Xuan's eyes were red and she said nothing.

Chu Pingsheng caressed her face and said, "Look, she did it voluntarily."

puff.

Xu Ziling spurted out another mouthful of blood. He was so angry that he suffered internal injuries and passed out.

Master Emperor Xin hurriedly put his hand on his back and injected a gentle zhenqi to help him heal his injuries.

"Master Ling!"

Kou Zhong stepped forward to check on his good brother. He was reminded of Li Xiuning by his concubine Xuan. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Unable to bear it, he jumped up and struck out with the well sword technique.

"Go to hell, you scumbag!"

Chu Pingsheng pointed forward, and hit Jing Zhongyue's blade with the mid-stroke sword, breaking the sword move. Then he flicked his wrist, and a pebble hit Kou Zhong's shoulder heavily, and flew back with a muffled grunt. Being attracted by Master Daoxin's light luck, he slowly fell to the ground.

"You yourself killed Li Xiuning's biological brother, causing her to have a grudge. Do you blame me? Oh, two people whose lives were saved by my father-in-law came to kill me with the knife given by my father-in-law. Who is the right one? Wang scum? Also, when Li Shimin kidnapped Shang Xiuxun to Lingnan, where were you two bastards who had the nerve to scold me?"

"It's useless to talk more." Chu Pingsheng snorted coldly and looked back at Fan Qinghui: "Li Shimin killed Song Yuzhi, and the war in the south and north of the Yangtze River has been suspended for ten years. If he doesn't kill him, we will see you on the battlefield tomorrow."

The old nun looked at Master Yixin, but received no response.

He persuaded Li Shimin to kill Song Yuzhi, which was not a rightful act. If he didn't kill him, the good and the evil would meet with each other, which would inevitably lead to another killing.

"Chai Shao, you despicable and shameless villain."

Li Shimin looked at Song Yuzhi: "You want me to kill Yuzhi? You can't do it!"

Chu Pingsheng said nothing, looking coldly at Sanren Ning Daoqi and Master Yixin. The sword light in his left hand flashed, and the sword light in his right hand appeared: "That's no good. Today I will kill all of you, and tomorrow the Eighteen Spirits will ride on horseback. The day I set foot in Luoyang.”

Master Liang snorted coldly: "Chai Shao, you think..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden flash of sword light, and the sword energy with endless chill fell from the sky. Just as Sanren Ning Daoqi was about to take action, the sword energy of the flaming dragon-slaying knife hit the group of nuns in Cihang Jingzhai like a mountain.

Eight Types of Heavenly Sword? Pushing the mountain with all your strength?

Fan Qinghui could clearly see that this sword was exactly the sixth form of the Heavenly Sword technique that Song Que had used. Although it was only a seventy-eight-point resemblance, it was not perfect... It turned out that Chai Shao deliberately let Song Que strike one strike after another in the battle that day. Use it to improve your sword skills experience.

"Hmph."

Ning Daoqi's beard and robe were raised, his hands and feet moved, but seemed not to move. Two virtual palm prints appeared in the air, and when they came together in the middle, they actually held the sword energy of the flaming dragon-slaying knife.

call.

The wind roared in the palm, and the sword energy advanced several meters and then dissipated together with the shadow of the palm. The heat swept across the battlefield, burning the skin and causing pain.

Master Liang was not so lucky. After a face-to-face meeting, he confirmed that the opponent was much stronger than him, so he quickly jumped on his horse to dodge. However, it was still too late. His right leg was swept by the sword energy, and the cold air surged up along his trouser leg, causing pain and internal injuries. Unbalanced, it fell to the dust with a clatter.

"Ah..."

The screams echoed across the battlefield.

The three knights behind him were split into two, half of their bodies were carried away by the sword wind, and were frozen before they hit the ground. The blood spurted out turned into a ball of ice, and fell on the field like a hail of blood.

More than a dozen soldiers adjacent to the three knights were also affected. Some of them had their hands and feet broken, their faces were covered with frost, and their bodies were frozen. They huddled on the ground, trembling all over and asking for help from their companions, trembling with cold voices. There are also.

Liu Wuzhou, a junior brother, reacted quickly. He jumped down next to his senior brother, supported him, and rolled up the trouser leg of the leg that could hardly move. He saw white frost flowers like a slowly rising tide, rising from the ankle to the top. As he pushed forward, the color changed from light to thick. He tried to use his true energy to resist. However, as soon as his hand came into contact, it was lifted up quickly as if being pricked by the tip of a needle. Looking at the palm, it was also dyed white.

"It's so cold."

He forced out the cold air with all his strength, and quickly took the big knife from the black commander's hand. He raised the knife and brought it down with a click, cutting off the entire right leg of Master Liang. Hot blood spurted out, pouring on the broken leg where the frost was still spreading. on the legs.

"Ah..."

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

"Heh...heh..."

Master Liang was rolling on the ground in pain, his facial features were distorted, his face was full of pain, and he was sweating like rain.

Liu Wuzhou pointed at the people in Cihang Jingzhai and said: "Fan Qinghui, Yixin Baldur, Ning Daoqi, didn't you promise to guarantee our safety? Now that my senior brother has been injured like this by Chai Shao, what about your promise? From the beginning to the end. Fart? ”

After he finished scolding, the faces of the disciples at the front of Cihang Jingzhai's queue changed, and they all asked the senior sister in charge of logistics supplies for water bottles.

"No, the sword energy just now... was poisonous."

After finishing speaking, Buhao, one of the four great Vajras of Jing Nian Zen Monastery, put the demon-subduing pestle on the ground, sat cross-legged on the ground, and channeled his true energy to resist the poison of fire.

Non-greed follows closely behind.

"Water...I want to drink water..."

Seeing a female nun who was all red and tearing at her clothes in a daze, Master Jiaxiang ignored the difference between a monk and a nun, jumped up, pointed at her chest, and violently stimulated her vitality to the point of poisoning.

"I forgot to tell you, I am still a master of poison."

Chu Pingsheng had a knife in one hand and a sword in the other. His body did not move, his feet were in the wind, and he slowly lifted his body: "I would rather lick a dog than a bald donkey. Come on together. If I don't drive all of you to death today, I won't." The surname is Chai.”

(End of chapter)