The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Zhao Qingyi lifted the internal force of a white flag tied to the roof and threw it towards the middle of the field. The white flag flew towards the center of the field like a white dragon.

Zhao Qingyi lifted the true energy and performed an excellent light skill. The snow-white boots lightly stepped on the white streamer, her true energy swelled, and she slowly followed the streamer to the world like a fairy.

Her features are exquisite, her temperament is high and gorgeous, her long hair, hair band and hem band are flying in the wind, and she seems to be able to fly away at any time.

Sudden-

Penglai sent a group of people: "Hey! How can it be like a white banner for the real head of the head!"

Penglai sent the second public: "Hey! I just want to say this too! It looks like! Otherwise, where did the white banner come from?"

Penglai sent all C: "Wow! Moving such a white banner to the roof of the Drum Tower is very laborious, right?"

Penglai sent all the people: "Not one, but two. Didn't you see that interface? Two white flags are stitched together to make this long!"

(A certain pretender king: "Don't care about these details! You rough guys and pigs who don't understand art and jealous of Xiaoye Yushu Linfeng!")

Penglai sent all N: "How dare he destroy the mourning hall of the head? What a courage!"

Zhao Qingyi’s white boots finally landed, and the folding fan in his hand opened with a scream, and I saw the letter: I am alone in the world.

At this time, she was facing straight ahead, so the first group of people who were sitting in front of them with identities could not help but be surprised when they saw it.

To say that he is arrogant, he has such a trivial effort as a young man, and his graceful appearance and unparalleled beauty are indeed some arrogant capital.

The real Zi Jing naturally knew Zhao Qingyi, and said, "Young Master Yuan, what do you disagree? If you deliberately sabotage the Baba’s election head, no one can bully the Baba.”

Zhao Qingyi said, "I'm here to destroy the Bian faction and recommend Zhang Yunhai as the head, but you Penglai faction should thank me."

Zhang Yunhai became nervous: "You are an outsider, stop talking nonsense here! Come, take him down!"

The next group of disciples from the outer sect, even the six and eight brothers, went out and surrounded Zhao Qingyi. When it was about to start, they heard an angry shout: "Let me see who dares!"

Hearing an angry shout from the bell tower on the other side, a purple figure flew in a few vertical leaps, and finally landed in the center of the field.

But seeing that Taoist wears a silver crown, his hair is combed meticulously, three strands of blue beard are drooped after trimming, he has thick eyebrows, high nose and big eyes. He is obviously quite handsome when he was young.

"Master...Brother?!" Zhenren Zi Jing was taken aback, his eyes widened.

This Taoist is the real Ziyang. After they got ashore, they found their homes, but there were only two outer disciples watching at the door. They were shocked when they saw Master Ziyang. Master Ziyang explained that he was not dead, and then learned that today is the match. Yes, except for a few gatekeepers, everyone went to the martial arts field early in the morning.

Of course, the two people who came out of the sea couldn't just go like this, so they went to wash up, change their clothes and come back again. As for Zhao Qingyi's use of the white banners in his mourning hall to pretend to be forced, the old Taoist priests had no objection. He was not dead at all. How could he be happy to see his mourning hall?

Ziyang Zhenren said: "Junior brother, I am not dead. Everything is Zhang Xiaoying's conspiracy. Zhang Yunhai is her biological son. The mother and son conspired to murder me. They sealed me forty-two big holes and trapped me in Sanxingdong. Fortunately, Jinger Be witty and save."

Zhao Qingyi was pretending to be forced, and then said: "Old Taoist, I am not so familiar with you, you call it that, my hair is terrifying..."

Zhenren Ziyang's two days of getting along with each other has almost fully understood her temperament, and he only smiled and didn't care.

Zhao Qingyi saw that Ziying Sanren and Zhang Yunhai wanted to flee, so he hurried to catch up with him, threw a flying knife in his hand, and plunged into Zhang Yunhai's heart.

Zhang Yunhai turned around and hit the flying knife, and he was delayed, but how could the Ziying Sanren leave his son?

At this time, Lu Xu had stopped their escape route.

The real Ziyang stepped forward and said: "Zhang Xiaoying, Zhang Yunhai, your mother and son rebels are the first to kill Chen Botao and Dongfang Linger. Now you still want to steal the position of the head, what should you sin?"

Zhang Xiaoying was the lay name of Ziying before he became a monk. Real Ziyang called her like this, and he has never recognized her as a Penglai school.

Zhao Qingyi shook the folding fan and said, "Old Taoist priests, what crime they committed, you have the final say, don't ask them. If you ask them, they will definitely say that they are not guilty."

(Penglai Paizhong: Does this little white face understand the situation of the head of the head? Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand.)

Real Ziyang blew his beard, but didn't scold Zhao Qingyi. He said to their mother and son, "You can't catch it without holding your hands?"

Ziying scattered to see the powerful enemy at his side, but couldn't escape, looking at the angry real person Ziyang and the surprised real person Zijing, his eyes flashed complicated.

"Brother head, I don't want it either. I have too many last resorts, but I can't explain it to you. We didn't kill you after all, did we?"

Ziyang Zhenren said: "I thought about the affection of brothers and sisters back then, and I kindly concealed it for you, and also helped you take Zhang Yunhai to Penglai Island as a beginner disciple. I didn't expect that these decades of painstaking efforts would have been betrayed by you like this. Can you get through without killing me? If you didn't kill me, then Chen Botao and Dongfang Linger always owe you two lives, right?"

Ziying said: "Brother, I did it, and it has nothing to do with Yunhai. If you want people to pay for your life, you have to take my life."

The real Ziyang said: "Zhang Yunhai's fate is fate, isn't the fate of others? Junior sister, I remember you were the most kind when you were a teenager, why did you become like this?"

Zhen Ziyang said sadly, Ziying scattered people looking up to the sky and looking at the sky, and said: "Brother, you must think that I hate you for doing that, but it is not like that. I have always understood that the best thing for me in those years was you. If it weren’t for your help, Yun’er and I would have died early. But I couldn’t help it. Yun’er still has a long life, and he... I can’t leave them alone. Apart from them, if anyone wants to embarrass brother, I must work hard with him. But now when I get to this point, I can't calculate your kindness to me. Anyway, I can't pay it back. I have to do it if I don't do it. I can only apologize to you."

Ziyang Zhen said: "After so many years, are you still obsessed with it?"

Ziying said: "Brother head, I beg you, don't hurt Yunhai, I can apologize for myself."

Zhang Yunhai said: "Mother, don't!"

Zhang Yunhai shook his head. He understood his mother's helplessness. He wanted to be the head, but he also wanted more strength to protect his mother.

Zhang Yunhai looked at "Yuan Jing" who was standing by and shaking his folding fan. Everything was because of him, and he broke their overall plan.

Zhang Yunhai thought that if "Yuan Jing" was in his hands, based on the 7th Junior Brother's care for "Yuan Jing" and "Yuan Jing"'s life-saving grace to Master, he would definitely be able to negotiate terms and let Penglai send them a way out. As long as they agree, they can't go back, at least now their mother and son can live.

Zhang Yunhai then acted, and walked a few steps forward and knelt down on one knee facing the real Ziyang. This position was also just close to Zhao Qingyi.

"Master, I know my sins are serious, but my mother and I have too much helplessness. We really never wanted to kill your old man..."

As soon as the family character was uttered, he suddenly jumped up like a lion Botu, hitting Zhao Qingyi with Xuan Bing's palm, trying to hurt her and then capture her alive.

Zhao Qingyi only felt a burst of cold air, and his footwork was just like Lingbo's microsteps, which was unpredictable. His body was like a raccoon, tumbling obliquely on the ground, out of the envelope of his profound ice palm.

Zhao Qingyi immediately pulled out the Haoyue Sword on his waist, and hit the Xuanbing palm that Zhang Yunhai hit again.

Lu Xu was about to help, but Ziyang Zhenren was more confident and said, "Don't worry, Jinger can handle it, you beware of Zhang Xiaoying."

At this time Zhang Yunhai also drew his sword and she struck each other, Zhao Qingyi took another step and said: "You have far-reaching wisdom, you have planned to seize the position of the head, and even researched the way to restrain the long wind swordsmanship. Count, but who says Changfeng swordsmanship is inferior to your opportunistic tricks?"

That set of swordsmanship is actually not clever, it's just a rigid maneuver that has been researched completely based on the attack of Changfeng swordsmanship. It doesn't have much offensive power itself, it just defends with ease. That is only suitable for dealing with Yang Jianfeng, this anxious fellow-senior who wants to be the head, but it is useless to deal with other masters in the arena.

Zhao Qingyi said that his opportunism is not wrong.

Zhao Qingyi had finished reading Yang Jianfeng's eighteen strokes of long wind swordsmanship, and then she also used it, but she made a difference.

For example, it turned out that the first style of Changfeng Swordsmanship covered the right upper body. She changed to hit him on the lower body. Zhang Yunhai's defensive moves that consumed opponents could no longer keep up with Zhao Qingyi's flexible use. Instead, she was still in danger.

Zhao Qingyi's Haoyue sword is in hand, white clothes and black hair, sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and Zhang Yunhai's fight becomes more and more fierce, jumping back and forth one after another on the court.

Zhao Qingyi uses Changfeng swordsmanship, but she is not at all constrained. Sometimes half-strokes and half-strokes are joined together to become new ones. She uses one move to go out and wherever she hits, she responds on the spot, and plays wherever she feels good.

But the swordsmanship that is not a set of tricks is even more unrestrained in her than the original, and the spirit and spirit are in harmony.

Zhang Yunhai was beaten back one after another by her, and his face turned pale. His skill is actually stronger than Zhao Qingyi, but he has no way of knowing where the opponent's next attack will be.

And her attack was overwhelming, and if he didn't fully defend, she would be killed by the sword, so even if Zhao Qingyi almost gave up the defensive redundancy in Changfeng Swordsmanship, he still couldn't attack her completely.

There is no trace of her swordsmanship, but her movements are so graceful that everyone present feels relaxed and happy.

Lu Xu secretly said: With this kind of swordsmanship, if I were against it, I would have no chance of winning, I'm afraid I would still lose. There is a big difference between her martial arts with a sword in her hand and her martial arts without a sword in her hand. If he wants to beat her, he can only design to lead her to compete with him for internal strength, but she may not be willing to be fooled by a smart person like her.

I saw that Zhao Qingyi was able to transform the eighteen strokes of the long wind sword into an invisible and invisible usage. It was a long wind sword and not a long wind sword.

Zhang Yunhai's robes were cut several times, only to realize that his original set of martial arts against Changfeng swordsmanship was not considered martial arts at all.

Zhang Yunhai resorted to Canglang swordsmanship again. Zhao Qingyi changed his sword skills and switched to Canglang swordsmanship, but she was also not stuck with the situation. She saw her half-and-half tricks, or the previous one was connected with the latter one. It was beyond expectations.

Her swordsmanship grasped the essence of Canglang swordsmanship-wide open and closed, and every time she had eyes to see the other party's flaws, she resorted to the useless tricks transformed from the Canglang swordsmanship.

Zhang Yunhai used five strokes of Canglang swordsmanship, and was finally stabbed in the arm by Zhao Qingyi's sword. That half of the stroke was like Zhang Yunhai's victory over Yang Jianfeng before, but it would not be exactly the same.

Zhang Yunhai's arm was bloody, Zhao Qingyi flew away, blowing off the blood from the tip of the sword, then took out the silk paw from his arms and rubbed the sword.

Ziying scattered people crying and rushed towards her son and stood in front of him. She looked at Real Ziyang desperately and said, "Brother, for the sake of we have no intention of killing you, give Yunhai a life. I owe it. I will give you all of yours."

Zhang Yunhai cried: "Mother!"

Ziying scattered a glance at his son and said: "Yunhai, promise mother, live, don't take revenge."

Zhao Qingyi really hates Ziying's scattered people, and now all changes are not under his control.

"Wait, Ziying scattered people. You said you don’t want revenge, but this enemy won’t refer to me? Is it wrong for me to investigate the case and make the innocent victim feel wronged? You are so bitter, making me the villain Yes. It’s my shit, I’m not playing anymore! Old Taoist, you can figure it out by yourself, I’m going back to my room to sleep."

With that, she put her sword back in her sheath, put the folding fan in her waist, yawned, stretched her waist, and walked outside the martial arts arena.

Qunhao couldn't help being dumbfounded.