Chapter 25: One person with one sword is enough to sweep the world!

Cang Xuan!
Lan Zetian's eyes changed suddenly.
Cang Xuan, this person, was only a step away from practicing to the Burning Stage to become a true disciple.
Such a character was also beheaded by Chen Xinglie?
Lan Zetian was silent for a moment, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said, "I'll go to Master, and borrow a murderous secret treasure!"
On Qingyun Peak, the palace courtyard is connected together.
Lan Zetian leaped and glided over the treetops, like a bird galloping, and soon came to the gate of a palace, strode in, before entering the door, he smelled a strong vanilla smell.
A voice, along with the faint fragrance, came from the hall.
"Zetian is here?"
The elder of the Qingyang Sect was carrying Lingbo, sitting on the soft top of the hall, looking at Lan Zetian sideways through a veil that was as thin as a cicada's wings.
"Master."
Lan Zetian walked into the hall, bowed his hands and said: "The disciple wants to borrow a secret treasure from Master to kill people."
"Disciple hurry up and squeeze his shoulders for the teacher."
Huai Lingbo beckoned. She was dressed very coolly, and her figure was more enchanting, and she was faintly visible through the gauze tent.
"The disciple obeys."
Lan Zetian hurried over and did what he said.
Huai Lingbo enjoyed his disciple's service very much. He shook his body lightly, winking like silk, and asked, "My good disciple, who are you going to kill?"
"I want to kill that person. I am an inner disciple named Chen Xinglie. He is notoriously useless..." Lan Zetian had murderous intent in his eyes and talked about the matter from beginning to end without concealing it.
Huai Lingbo listened quietly, then suddenly turned around and turned back, with a three-point excitement in his tone, and asked: "Could it be that the person you are going to kill is Chen Xinglie, who is known as the most beautiful man in Qingyun City?"
Lan Zetian touched his greased cheeks, his tone became a little stiff, and said, "This Chen Xinglie looks good. As for the reputation of the most beautiful man in Qingyun City, it's all rumored in the world, so it's not true."
Huai Lingbo's eyes lit up and he said meaningfully: "Chen Xinglie's handsomeness has been seen as a teacher."
"Previously, I thought that Chen Xinglie had no real skills except for his good-looking appearance. It was just an embroidered pillow, which was not very useful."
"Unexpectedly, Chen Xinglie is on the way of cultivating, and his ability is not small. At a young age, but his strength makes a true disciple like you fear him and want to use the secret treasure to kill him. It seems that this Chen Xinglie, It's really young and promising..."
Huai Lingbo licked his lips lightly, eyes filled with seductive brilliance.
The milfs still have the charm.
Thirty is like a wolf, and forty is like a tiger.
"The disciple is not afraid of him..."
Lan Zetian argued palely and weakly, looking at the appearance of his master, he couldn't help but be moved, and said: "Master, my disciple will undress for you."
"Not interested in being a teacher."
Huai Lingbo's eyes sank, he threw his hand away and pushed Lan Zetian away, saying: "As a teacher, you have to see with your own eyes, what is Chen Xinglie, the number one beautiful man in Qingyun City, exactly."
Lan Zetian was pushed aside, quite disappointed, and whispered: "Master, please borrow a secret treasure from the disciple."
"No!"
Huai Lingbo flatly refused, got up and got out of bed.
"I, Qingyang Sect, originally belonged to the Demon Dao Sect, and cultivating disciples of the disciples is like raising Gu!"
"Life and death fight, the winner is king!"
"Gu cultivators in this world have always treated gu worms equally. How can there be a reason to prefer one of them?"
Huai Lingbo was expressionless, walked to the dressing table, scratched her head, smeared her face, then turned around and asked: "My dear boy, since you fought with Chen Xinglie for women in the brothel, you must know Chen Xinglie quite well. Do you know that? What kind of woman does Chen Xinglie like? What kind of makeup do she like to wear?"
Lanze's eyes turned black due to the weather, blood tumbling in his chest, almost spewing out a mouthful of old blood.
"The disciple is not familiar with Chen Xinglie."
Lan Zetian felt sour in his heart and shook his head dejectedly.
"Okay, you can go." Huai Lingbo waved his hand and said, "At noon today, I must go as a teacher."
"The disciple retire."
Lan Zetian turned and left, trance all the way, and returned to his yard.
Guang Zhengping hurriedly greeted him and asked about the situation.
"Go down!"
Lan Zetian waved his hand and said nothing.
Guang Zhengping speculated and asked, "Brother, did you not borrow the secret treasure?"
"To shut up!"
Lan Zetian's eyes were bloodshot, his eyeballs were about to explode with anger, and he roared: "I am an upright true disciple. I don't have a secret treasure in my hand. Can't I kill people?"
The weather is sultry.
The ground is like a big steamer.
Guang Zhengping felt cold all over, barely squeezing out a smile, and said: "If Brother Lan takes the shot, Chen Xinglie will definitely die regardless of whether there is a secret treasure! However, in order to stabilize the group of cannon fodder in my mansion, please ask Brother Lan to be sure. Pretend to have borrowed a secret treasure."

In the restaurant.
Chen Xinglie held a white cloth and concentrated on wiping the blade of the great sword.
Shi Feiyu was holding the wine glass, sipping the wine in small sips.
"Drink more."
Chen Xinglie glanced in the direction of Guang Zhengping's mansion and said, "Wine can be bold."
Bold?
Shi Feiyu directly held the wine jar and took a big sip, and said, "This time, you have left a full half-day for Guang Zhengping to gather the people. The enemy is crowded, and I probably did. No reply. However, whether I die or not, my life is still returned to you."
"Junior Feiyu, you are wrong."
Chen Xinglie shook his head, smiled calmly, and said: "I'm just worried, if I kill the corpse all over the place with blood flowing... Such a scene might scare Junior Fei Yu."
Shi Feiyu shook his head, did not take it seriously, smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Xinglie is really fascinated and confident!"
Chen Xinglie did not answer.
Standing by, Li Qinglian felt that this was a good opportunity to slap a horse, and said quickly: "With the strength of the master, one person and one sword are enough to sweep the world!"
The little maid has a strong desire to survive.
Today, the little maid saw Chen Xinglie slashing Cang Xuan with a single sword. She didn't blink at the murder, worried that if she didn't perform well, she was afraid that she wouldn't live long. In order to survive, she felt that she should perform well.
The dynasty princess grew up in a deep palace since she was a child. She was used to fighting in the harem. After seeing a lot, she naturally understood what to do to meet the king and win the favor...
"Sweep the world?"
Shi Feiyu raised his eyes, looked at Li Qinglian, and then ignored her.
Just now.
Two figures rushed forward and rushed into the restaurant.
Hero Zhen, Hero Zhen!
The two brothers bowed towards Chen Xinglie, and shouted, "Meet Brother Chen!"
What happened to these two people when they came to the restaurant?
Come to die?
Murderous intent appeared in Shi Feiyu's eyes.
Li Qinglian sneered secretly.
Chen Xinglie stared at the big sword in his hand, and said with emotion: "Great sword, great sword, how many lives does it take for a growthable secret treasure like you to be fed once?"