Chapter 30: Nineth level of Zhenwu? Kill with one sword! "Is this really just the Grandmaster?" Prince Qing fell into suspicion. Gu Yuanqing did not appear around, and he was not sure whether this was really done by Gu Yuanqing, but this method was simply unbelievable. As a prince of the Daqian Dynasty, Prince Qing was once at the peak of the ninth level of Zhenwu. He was naturally familiar with the Grandmaster. The Grandmaster's methods were mysterious and unpredictable, but he had never seen anything like this. With the power of a grandmaster, every move he made was blessed by the might of heaven and earth. He could kill people from dozens of feet away, and he could control external objects with his true energy, but it was impossible for him to control it from such a distance, and so flexibly, as if he was holding it in his hand. However... the power of this sword seemed to be a little lacking. Although there is only one step between the ninth level of Zhenwu and the Grandmaster, this step is a world of difference. It shouldn't be so easy for Xiahou Ming to deal with it! Xiahou Ming calmed down from his shock and anger. The flying sword was incredibly fast and the sword technique was mysterious, but its power was much less than when he first arrived. Although it left countless wounds on his body, he tried his best to protect his vital parts, so these wounds had little impact. Thinking of this, the strange scene of Zhenwu reappeared, with a red dragon coiled around him to protect him. The attacking flying sword was like penetrating into mud, and could not break through his protective true qi at all. He looked at Prince Qing and others unwillingly, then turned around and fled. The flying sword's power was too terrifying. Xiahou Ming didn't know if it was because the attacker was too far away, so the power of the sword was so weak. If he didn't escape now, it would be too late. Prince Qing chased after him with a sword, but he and Qin Hu were injured and their skills were not as good as Xiahou Ming's. After a few steps, the distance between them became farther and farther.
Gu Yuanqing watched from afar, muttering, "If it's just this sword-controlling method, except for the first strike, which uses distance to gain speed, it can almost match the full-strength strike of Winged Zhenwu Nine-Layer, but the subsequent power is still too weak." Seeing that Xiahou Ming was getting faster and faster and was about to escape from the range of Beiquan Mountain, Gu Yuanqing had an idea, and the red dragon wrapped around Xiahou Ming suddenly disappeared. The true energy that was released from his body was also pressed back into his body, and his internal breath also stagnated. Xiahou Ming's expression changed drastically, his eyes showed fear, and he rolled to the ground. When he looked up, he saw a flash of cold light, and the long sword had pierced through his right eye and out of the back of his head. When Prince Qing arrived, he saw the Kunwu Sword once again transformed into a beam of sword light and flew away. He stopped where he was, turned his head and saw the sword light disappear over the back mountain. "Your Majesty!" Qin Hu also caught up and saw the man in black lying lifeless on the ground. He also followed King Qing's gaze and looked back. "Is this the method used by that Master Gu...?" "Yes, a Zhenwu ninth-level peak was killed in just a short moment. The Grandmaster...his methods are really enviable." Prince Qing retracted his gaze and stared at the corpse on the ground. Grandmaster? Is he really just a grandmaster? The suspicion just now had been thrown aside. It was hard to imagine that a 20-year-old young man could become a grandmaster. If he was said to be above the grandmaster, it would be better to suspect that there was someone behind him who didn't want to show up and took action in the name of Gu Yuanqing. or… Prince Qing suddenly turned his head and looked towards Beiquan Mountain. There was something in this mountain that might be able to create a Gu Yuanqing like this. "Your Highness, what's wrong?" the butler asked in confusion. Prince Qing took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Let someone take the body back, and we will go down the mountain." …… Gu Yuanqing looked at the Kunwu sword flying back, stretched out his hand, and the sword fell into his hand. At this moment, it was spotless, and the blood on it had been removed by Gu Yuanqing using his power to control objects before it flew back. However, there were several cuts on the blade, and the blade was also blunt. "Although the Kunwu Sword is strong, when controlling the sword, without the support of true energy and vitality, it will be easily damaged if it collides with an expert." Although this battle was short, Gu Yuanqing also gained a lot. At least he had a direct understanding of the depth of his sword-controlling skills. "In this Beiquan Mountain, I am invincible under the Grandmaster. As for whether I can defeat the Grandmaster, I have to try it to know." Gu Yuanqing's fingers gently brushed across the gap on the Kunwu Sword. "This is my first good sword, what a pity."
He looked at the mountain in front again, and seeing that Prince Qing had already gone down the mountain, he no longer paid attention to it. In this Beiquan Mountain, he can still lend a helping hand, but at the foot of the mountain, he is just an eighth-level Zhenwu cultivator, comparable to a ninth-level Zhenwu cultivator. This night was destined not to be peaceful. The sound of the sword woke up everyone in Beiquan Mountain. They all knew that the Red Dragon Cult had their eyes on this place, so how could they not know what had happened at this time? The masters in the mountain came down one after another with sharp blades in their hands. Not long after, more wounded people were brought back to the mountain, and someone burst into tears again. It turned out that a senior in the sect had been murdered. But all this had nothing to do with Gu Yuanqing. He lay on the bed and fell asleep peacefully. However, when he was asleep, he was still vaguely in the mountain. If something serious happened in the mountain, he would wake up. This is a habit developed from watching the mountains over the years. Now watching the mountains has become as natural to him as breathing. The next morning, after Gu Yuanqing absorbed the energy of Tiangang and Disha and had breakfast, Prince Qing took Li Changyan to the back mountain. The weather is good today, the sun is shining and there is no wind in the mountains. A tea table was placed ten feet away from the cliff. Gu Yuanqing and Prince Qing sat at both ends, and Li Changyan stood behind Prince Qing. "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for your help last night." Prince Qing bowed. Li Changyan looked at Gu Yuanqing with a complicated expression. He was also one of the few people who knew that Gu Yuanqing killed a Zhenwu peak ninth level warrior last night. “Since I have promised the prince, I will not break my promise. As for saving the prince, I don’t dare to take the responsibility. Even if I don’t do anything, the prince will be fine.” As he spoke, Gu Yuanqing glanced at a jade pendant hanging on Prince Qing’s waist. Prince Qing was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "It is true that every generation has its own talents. I didn't expect that I could hide this from you. I killed a lot of people in my early years. His Majesty was worried about me leaving the capital alone, so he lent me this jade pendant before I left, just in case. However, after all, this secret weapon is not in the same lineage as the cultivation method I practice. If you want to use it, the price you pay will be higher." Li Changyan looked at his grandfather's waist. Only then did he realize that his grandfather actually had a second secret weapon of the master on him. "Your Majesty is a military god. He used himself as bait, so he must have a perfect plan. So I am just the icing on the cake." Gu Yuanqing smiled and asked, "How was the battle at the foot of the mountain last night?" “In addition to Xiahou Ming, the guardian of the Red Dragon Sect who intended to kill me, there are six more people from the Red Dragon Sect, all of whom are high-level Zhenwu cultivators, and one of them is also a ninth-level Zhenwu cultivator. An elder of the seventh level of Zhenwu from the six major sects was killed, three high-level Zhenwu monks were seriously injured, and seven young Zhenwu monks were killed. In my court, the Demon Suppression Division lost three Xuan-level garrisons, and two Earth-level garrisons were seriously injured. As for the Imperial Guards..." King Qing paused for a moment before speaking in a heavy voice, "The deputy commander of the Divine Eagle Guard, Chen Chuanshan, was killed, two lieutenant generals were killed, and 67 ordinary soldiers were killed!" Gu Yuanqing's expression changed slightly: "How could there be so many casualties? Even General Chen..." Dear readers, please order some tickets~~ (End of this chapter)