Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

The Heavenly Demon Seven Swords are somewhat similar to Yan Shisan's Thirteen Deadly Swords.

Thirteen life-threatening swords, one sword is stronger than the other, and one sword is faster than the other.

In the decisive battle with Xie Xiaofeng, he realized the fourteenth and fifteenth swords.

But among the thirteen deadly swords that Lin Pingzhi got, there were no fourteenth and fifteenth swords.

Presumably, these two swords should not be able to be controlled by Lin Pingzhi now.

"Repel Murong Ying in front of you first." Lin Pingzhi said secretly.

The Weeping Blood Sword in his hand suddenly exploded with strength.

The last three swords of the Thirteen Killing Swords were cast by Lin Pingzhi in the form of the Three Green Peaks of Taiyue.

Everyone present thought that Lin Pingzhi used the Three Green Peaks of Taiyue Mountain.

But among the men in black, there was a flash of surprise in the eyes of one of them.

He carried a sword in his hand.

The sword was wrapped in black cloth.

Can't see what kind of sword it is.

He recognized Thirteen Swords of Death.

But he didn't do it.

It's just that his eyes exposed under the black cloth are full of red bloodshots, like a madman.

Facing Lin Pingzhi's special version of Taiyue Sanqingfeng, Murongying couldn't resist at all.

When the third sword hit his blade, he vomited blood and flew backwards.

The crowd was astonished.

Unexpectedly, Murong Ying who used the Heavenly Demon Seven Swords was repelled like this.

What about others?

Appreciation appeared in Mu Renqing's eyes.

He liked Lin Pingzhi so much.

He even had the idea of ​​accepting Lin Pingzhi as his apprentice.

But thinking of Feng Qingyang, he gave up.

Lin Pingzhi, who defeated Murongying, drew cheers from the Huashan audience.

Ning Zhongze and the others were even more excited.

Using the Three Green Peaks of Taiyue Mountain in Huashan to defeat the Seven Swords of Heavenly Demon, it can be seen how powerful this is!

Fear flashed in Murong Ying's eyes.

With his hands on the ground, he couldn't stop stepping back.

Lin Pingzhi walked up to Murong Ying, and pointed his sword at Murong Ying.

"You can't even beat me, and you still want to watch the duel?" Lin Pingzhi sneered.

Unwillingness flashed across Murong Ying's eyes.

He raised his head and straightened his neck towards the Weeping Blood Sword.

"If you want to kill, kill!" Murong Ying said harshly.

He didn't expect that a mere Huashan disciple could easily defeat him.

Jianxin is no longer transparent.

He was disappointed in himself.

Lin Pingzhi retracted the Weeping Blood Sword.

He didn't intend to kill Murongying.

After all, Murong Ying is his subordinate.

"You go, I won't kill you." Lin Pingzhi said coldly.

Murongying obviously didn't expect Lin Pingzhi to let him go.

Before he killed the big man with the mace, he didn't hesitate at all.

But since you can save your life.

Murongying was also very fortunate in her heart.

After all, who wants to die when they can live?

Murong Ying leaned on her sword and stood up.

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

See Murong Ying leave.