Wang Hao stood up with his sword and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, please forgive me for your mistakes. Please allow me to join the army again!"

"Why are you so pretentious? If you can move, don't be too slow. Can I blame you for helping me share my worries?" Qingyan held the Qingluan in his hand and seemed to have entered a state of no one, showing off his power for the first time in the Peach Blossom Valley's achievements in his practice.

Suddenly, Qingyan Yuguang saw a cold light suddenly rising and shot from the crowd without any warning.

When weapons and blades intersect, the cold light suddenly bursts out.

Qingyan looked at it and saw that the man was holding a long sword with an ancient shape in his hand.

Seeing that the opponent's wrist was missed, the opponent's wrist shook, and the long sword trickled across the Qingluan sword and slashed towards Qingyan's wrist.

Expert!

He was a little shocked, but the Qingluan sword in his hand was no longer as hard as iron as before, and the blade suddenly bounced towards the assassin's face.

Although the assassin noticed that the Qingluan Sword was strange in shape, he did not expect that the sword body could change like this. He could not dodge for a moment, and the black scarf on his face was picked away and his face was revealed.

I saw this person's appearance was plain, his lips were extremely thin, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

But this moment of stunned silence was only a moment, and then the long sword in his hand slashed over again.

In the six months of Peach Blossom Valley, in addition to the small success of Ling Xiao Jue, under the guidance of Qin Mu, swordsmanship has made great progress. Although it is not a difference between the clouds and the mud of half a year ago, it is also a complete transformation.

During this period, the mastery of the Qingluan Sword was even more important. Outsiders could never imagine how much sin Qingyan suffered in order to control this sword.

Of course, this assassin would not know the hardships. He only knew that this long sword was very difficult. If it were a civil warrior, it would have been cut into two pieces by the ancient sword in his hand, but the sword was as thin as a cicada wing but not with a surprisingly toughness, but it could also change the hardness of the sword blade, making people unable to defend against it.

Although Qingyan knew that this person was a master, he was not at all stage frightened. He thought that Qin Mu issued an order in the Peach Blossom Valley. If he wanted to compete, he could only go to Qin Qiushui.

So who is Qin Qiushui? One of the eight wonders in the world, he is also the young master of Wu Yue Jianchi, and has been famous throughout the world for decades. Qingyan, a novice who was learning swords for the first time, needs no need to say much about the result of his discussion with him.

This assassin just happened to try his sword!

Slowly mobilized the Qi Sea, the Qingluan Sword suddenly bounced and instantly stretched. When the assassin saw it strange, he quickly left the range of Qingyan.

Qingyan held the hilt of the sword with both hands, jumped up with one foot, and then stabbed the other person's head in the air.

But when they were about to succeed, two people suddenly appeared behind the assassin, who threw the thing in his hand to the ground.

Then, a black smoke rose from the assassin's feet and could no longer see its traces.

Failed to hit a sword, Qingyan stood in the black fog and observed the surroundings vigilantly, and from time to time he remembered the sound of objects hitting him. It was the other assassins who also used the smoke skill.

After a while, the smoke slowly dissipated. Qingyan looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed slightly.

"Brother, are you injured?" Zhao Ling'er grabbed Qingyan's hand with anxiety in her eyes.

Qingyan smiled and said, "You haven't seen the crime your brother suffered in the past six months, just a few assassins, so I won't be hurt." Then he touched Zhao Ling'er's head.

After listening to the report from his subordinates, Bai Yi came to Qingyan and bowed: "Your Highness, I don't know how many assassins there are on the other side, but now they have left twenty-three corpses. Fortunately, no one on our side was killed, seriously injured four people and twelve people slightly injured."

"General Bai, is it important to have a serious injury? Can you carry it to Jinling?" Qing Yan felt nervous when he heard someone's serious injury.

Bai Yi said in a deep voice: "A brother who is slightly injured can guarantee that he can accompany him. Those who are seriously injured can only stay here, but he will guarantee that he will find the doctor to arrive here as soon as possible."

Looking at the seriously injured person who was temporarily carried to the table, Qing Yan felt a little sad. He thought that these people had fallen to this point to protect him, and now they are temporarily settled in this inn.

Although the assassins were killed and retreated, their purpose was not achieved. It is unknown whether they would ask these four people to vent their anger.

Bai Yi saw Qingyan silent and reminded: "Your Highness, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Only by arriving in Jinling as soon as possible can you be considered safe and worry-free."

"General Bai, these brothers cannot stay here."

Qingyan continued firmly: "The carriage Ling'er and I were riding is quite space, and it is more than enough to place four injured people. Anyway, it is not far from Jinling, so Ling'er and I can ride a horse."

Bai Yi was stunned when he heard this, but he also vetoed firmly, "This matter is absolutely not feasible. You are the prince's legitimate son and the body of a thousand gold. I believe the court will let you inherit the title soon. If His Royal Highness rides a horse and is exposed, if anything goes wrong, I will be willing to die with all my brothers!"

Wang Hao, who was lying on the table, stood up with difficulty, "Shi, Prince, Chief Bai said it well. Your safety concerns the rise and fall of the royal palace. I dare not put you in danger."

'Bang'

Qingyan punched the pillar, "What kind of reason are you talking about? You are hurt by me, how can I ignore you?" Then he turned around and said to Bai Yi, "Since you respect me as your master, then my words are naturally an order. Now I order you, and you must not be wrong to carry your seriously injured brothers into the carriage."

After saying that, he slowly walked to the door, "Since you are here to pick me up, we will go back to Jinling together, and no one can be missing."

"I will obey the order." After walking out of the inn, Bai Yi's voice came from behind.

Zhao Ling'er came to Qingyan and whispered: "Brother, you looked so fierce just now."

After holding the saddle, Qingyan was a little shy, "Ling'er, don't you know me yet? They were all pretending just now. If I were not tougher, those four people would be in danger. I can't leave them alone."

"But your aura was really not weaker than Commander Bai. It seems that the sixth realm of Lingxiao Jue is indeed extraordinary." Zhao Ling'er lowered her head and thoughtfully.

Qingyan nodded and said, "That's right, the sixth 'Ji Lingxiao' is about a trend. Grandpa said that if martial arts enter the realm of transformation, they will be transformed into simplicity and no longer pay attention to tricks and magic weapons. They all use power to seize people and suppress people with power. The benefits brought by Lingxiao Jue are subtle. It seems that I have been changed a lot by Lingxiao Jue without realizing it."

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Jinling is located south of the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. It has fertile land and mild climate. Sixty years ago, it was once the city of Jinling, which was once Jiangning, and was established here by Zhao Xingzong, the founding emperor of the Southern Zhao Dynasty.

Later, Jinling City was vigorously developed. Today, Jinling has more than 3,000 feet from east to west, south to north, and a total of fourteen gates. It covers a very wide area. It is backed by Xuanwu Lake in the north and Zhongtan Mountain in the east. The Qinhuai River passes through the city. The population of the city is more than one million, which is worthy of the center of Nan Zhao's economic and cultural heritage.

Looking at the wide moat and the endless stream of pedestrians, Qingyan was shocked in his heart. Perhaps it was not much to achieve this achievement in later generations, but he had long regarded himself as a person of this era, so when he saw such a majestic city, he was so shocked that he could not say anything.

Zhao Ling'er patted the horse to Qingyan and smiled and said, "Are you stupid? Our Jinling City is the most magnificent crown in Nan Zhao, and of course it is not comparable to other small cities."

"Ling'er, although I have heard of Jinling's name and am a little prepared, I still admire him when I saw it with my own eyes." Qingyan rubbed his stiff face.

Before reaching the moat, Zhao Linger explained: "This is the Chaoyang Gate, the main east gate of Jinling, and the General of the Central Army guarding the Fourteen Gates is called Huangquan. Although the name is a bit unpleasant, this person was a general of his father back then. He has also walked alongside us in the royal palace over the years."

Just as Qingyan wanted to learn more, a hurried sound of horse hooves came from behind him.

Looking back, a team of cavalry with less than fifty people rushed over. Judging from their posture, they had no intention of slowing down. The crowd around them discovered the situation and hurriedly avoided them. For a moment, the riots in front of the moat were abnormal.

Qingyan and his group were on the bridge, and it was too late to turn around with the carriage full of wounded people. Qingyan couldn't help but ask Bai Yi: "Commander Bai, who are they? They are so arrogant and domineering?"

Before Bai Yi could answer, Zhao Ling'er sneered: "Who else can you be? Of course, the famous Prince Pei."

Prince Pei?

After thinking for a while, Qingyan suddenly realized that in addition to the eldest prince who died early, Zhao Lingzong now has three princes, the second prince, King Zheng, the third prince, King Pei, and the fourth prince, King Wu, that is, Zhao Jing. But even if he is extremely noble, he should not be so arrogant. If anyone can't dodge, he will probably die on the spot.

The cavalry rushed to the front of the bridge in a moment. Seeing that Qing Yan and his group had fat mounts and long legs, they felt afraid and stopped in front of the bridge.

At this time, a young man wearing brocade slapped out. The man's face was a little pale, which was obviously caused by excessive indulgence.

"Whose guard is so ugly that he dares to block His Royal Highness Pei's way. He is very brave." After saying that, the sick young master took out a folding fan and shook it.

Qingyan stopped Zhao Ling'er who wanted to speak, drove his horse to the sick young master, and smiled and said, "This young master is Qingyan, here you are polite."

The sick young man looked at Qingyan and thought to himself that this man is not only handsome but also has a great temperament, but he has never seen this man in Jinling. Could it be that he came from another place?

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. My name is Pan Yu. Even if you haven't heard my name, you've heard of His Highness Prince Pei's name." After saying that, the ill young master pointed behind him.

Qing Yan looked at it and found that there was a person supporting the cavalry, but he couldn't see his appearance clearly. He then smiled and said, "Young Master Pan, of course, I know that His Highness Prince Pei's name is not blocking His Highness Prince Pei's way, but there were a few people in the squad that were seriously injured and had not healed. I need to enter the city as soon as possible. Do you see if you can be able to be able to be compatible?"

The tone of neither humble nor arrogant and calm and natural expression made Pan Yu slightly amazed, but that was only limited to it.

"I said, you boy, I didn't discuss with you in front of you, but asked you to get out of your way quickly and don't understand?" After that, he picked up the folding fan and shook it.

Hearing this, Qingyan sighed softly, thinking that on the eve of his departure, in the Peach Blossom Valley, his uncle said that if anyone dared to find bad luck in Jinling, he would be the first to fight with a sword. Although his grandfather did not do this, he also told him not to bully men and women in Jinling, but if he was bullied, there would be no reason to give in. It seems that his grandfather and uncle were really good, and he encountered this problem before he could enter the city.
Chapter completed!