Please enter the text. Quiet!

The whole palace was silent, and everyone was stunned.

Why did Zhou Jianshen attack Yang Zhe directly?

Yang Zhe's identity is not simple. He is the deputy city lord of Luoyang City, and his father is a fourth-rank official of the dynasty.

Such a person was slapped in public, which was really a shameless humiliation!

Zhou Chengxin was also stunned and asked in surprise: "Senior, what are you doing?"

After all, Yang Zhe is also a child of the Great Zhou official family. As the seventh prince, he cannot be seen.

Zhou Xuanji said: "My sword slave went to Luoyangcheng to buy a beast-controlling bag. This person's bid was not as good as my sword slave. So he felt resentful and sent someone to rob and kill outside the city."

I see!

Everyone suddenly realized and looked at Yang Zhe with contemptuous eyes.

They secretly decided that they must not go to Luoyangcheng to buy things in the future, as it would be too dangerous!

Zhou Chengxin narrowed his eyes. If this was the case, Yang Zhe had violated the national law.

If there are too many such inferior people, what image does the Great Zhou have to be powerful in various dynasties?

Other dynasties will also sneer at the Great Zhou!

Yang Zhe got up angrily, covered his swollen right face, gritted his teeth and asked, "Is that person your sword slave?"

Zhou Chengxin cast a look at him as if he was looking at a fool.

pig!

If he were Yang Zhe, he would definitely pretend not to know this.

Zhou Xuanji glanced at him and said, "Just pray that you should not face me when discussing the sword. The sword blade has no eyes, be careful to cut the throat."

A murderous aura locked in Yang Zhe, making him frightened.

Even the evil bloodthirsty broken sword died at Zhou Xuanji's hands. There were thousands of bandits he killed. His murderous aura had already formed, which shocked everyone present.

"Rareless! Sword discussion and assessment, how can you do anything wrong!"

At this moment, the one-eyed man shouted and walked forward, walking with a fierce momentum, as if he was about to tear Zhou Xuanji out of his life.

Zhou Xuanji stared at him without expression, but wanted to see what he wanted to do.

Zhou Chengxin took a step forward and smiled gently, "Deacon Zhang, let's stop today's affairs, no one's life is there, so why bother to make trouble? Isn't this a joke?"

Facing Zhou Chengxin, the one-eyed man stopped and his face turned pale.

Zhou Chengxin is a very good person who needs to treat Xie Wuyou well. How dare he lose face in Zhou Chengxin?

He snorted coldly, stared at Zhou Xuanji, and threatened: "Next time, I will be driven out of Swordsman City."

Is a deacon so capable?

Zhou Xuanji sneered, he was really full of toads in the world.

After the one-eyed man left, Yang Zhe glanced at Zhou Xuanji resentfully and turned around and left.

He asked himself that sword just now, why not be able to defeat it, why not stay and continue to embarrass him?

"Senior, come with me."

Zhou Chengxin smiled and said, as if the conflict just now did not occur.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and followed his half-brother to the next level of assessment.

After the sword energy stone passed, it was cut through the air.

There are a total of ten thin lines standing up ten feet away, and only one sword energy can be cut out. The more thin lines you cut, the better the grade.

Zhou Xuanji used the sword intent of the fire, and the sword energy lingered in flames. Even though these thin lines were far apart, five of them were still burned.

Although the five are not full marks, they are also considered good results. After all, each thin line is two feet apart, which is equivalent to six or seven meters.

The third level is to test your ability to understand.

There are seven sword techniques in total, with levels ranging from the fourth level of the yellow level and the low level of the Xuan level, the middle level, and the high level.

You must remember a sword technique and practice it within one incense stick of time.

The higher the grade you learn, the better the grades you achieve.

Each examiner has a separate isolation board, which hides restrictions that block spiritual consciousness and avoids cheating.

Zhou Xuanji saw that the incense stick was very thin, less than ten centimeters, and it was estimated that it would burn it in less than five minutes. In this case, in order to ensure the results, most people would not take risks.

At this level, the guardian of Deacon Xie Zong is to prevent the sword technique from leaking out.

But he did not hesitate to choose the high-level sword technique of the Xuan-grade.

Thirty-six-way jade flute sword!

He turned over the sword score, and the sword spirit helped him remember every move in his mind, and he immediately began to dance the sword.

He was holding the wind-slaying sword, which was light and sharp, which was very suitable for the thirty-six-way Jade Flute Sword.

After one stick of incense.

Zhou Xuanji left with Baiyu. The deacon behind him was dumbfounded and murmured: "Monster...Monster..."

Even the sect leader Xie Wuyou could not be so perverted.

Within such a short incense stick of time, this boy really practiced the thirty-six-way Jade Flute Sword of the Xuan-grade high-level, reaching full marks.

Looking at Zhou Xuanji coming out, Zhou Chengxin smiled and said, "To prevent accidents, I will give me your white jade token and I will hand it over for you."

Zhou Xuanji nodded, and he was also worried that the one-eyed man would deduct his grades.

Zhou Chengxin took the white jade token and glanced at it with a smile.

"With Zhou's sword god's ability, no matter how you suffer, you will be the top-level sword technique?"

He looked at it casually and was stunned.

etc!

He widened his eyes and looked like a ghost.

When he saw the words above clearly, his right hand shook and almost threw the white jade tomb on the ground. Fortunately, his hands were quick and his eyes quickly caught it.

High-level Xuan-grade!

How is that possible!

Zhou Chengxin loves swordsmanship and knows that this is impossible.

So a little time...

Zhou Xuanji waved his hand and said, "I'll leave first, I'll notify me at that time. I believe you can find out where I am."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the palace gate.

Zhou Chengxin came back to his senses and shouted quickly: "Senior, I'll ask you for a drink in two days!"

Zhou Xuanji waved his hand without looking back, and his back was elegant.

He couldn't help but sigh: "What a sword god Zhou!"

I'm afraid that Zhao Congjian can't compare with this kind of sword comprehension?

Under the admiration of the sword cultivators, Zhou Xuanji walked out of the palace and found Xiao Jiangxue and others.

Xiao Jiangxue asked excitedly: "Did you avenge Bei Xiao just now?"

Beixiao King Jian also looked at Zhou Xuanji with gratitude.

Just now, Yang Zhe walked out with a swollen face. When he saw the King of Bei Xiao, he cursed and wished he could do something on the spot.

Zhou Xuanji said calmly: "It's not over yet, I just remind him that he has messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with."

Zhang Ruyu next to him almost knelt down.

The deputy city lord Luoyang City dares to slap the face casually, so domineering!

Zhang Tianjian swallowed quietly and subconsciously touched his face.

"Let's go, go find the inn first."

Zhou Xuanji spoke, but everyone had no objection.

Zhang Ruyu immediately pulled his father and said to Zhou Xuanji: "What inn to stay! Our family has a mansion in Jianxia City!"

Zhou Xuanji raised his eyebrows, such a rich man?

Zhang Tianjian smiled generously and said, "Yes, senior, why not come with us, we will definitely be entertained well."

senior?

Zhang Ruyu's face was full of strangeness. Dad, that's not what you called before!

Zhou Xuanji nodded, and the others had no objection.

After all, there are mixed things in the inn, and there may be trouble.

Not long after they left, Zhou Chengxin ran out of the palace.

He looked around and saw Zhou Xuanji's figure no longer appear.

"Who is the Seventh Prince looking for?"

A slightly cold voice came, Zhou Chengxin looked back and immediately smiled enthusiastically on his face, saying, "Brother Zhao, why are you free today?"

Standing in front of him was a handsome young man with a cold temperament, wearing a red dress with a sword around his waist, black hair was tied in a bead-inlaid gilt crown, and a look of arrogance between his eyebrows.

It is the famous Zhao Congjian!
Chapter completed!