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Seeing Qiye raising the sword again, everyone was terrified, and quickly stopped them:

"Isn't it just a document, we'll give it to you!"

"It would be better to say so earlier."

Jiang Ping's expression changed, and he immediately smiled and said, "I'm a little embarrassed now."

"By the way, I have to trouble everyone to leave a mark, and finally it is the true meaning of martial arts, so that it is easy to identify people."

People: ""

In terms of changing face and being shameless, this group of seniors who have been in the rivers and lakes for decades are willing to bow down at this moment.

But it has already reached this point, they have no choice but to pinch their noses and admit it.

While cursing Jiang Ping fiercely in their hearts that he would not see the sun tomorrow, they tore off their clothes and wrote down the evidence with blood as ink, and then a trace of the true meaning of martial arts remained in it when they urged their true energy.

This is similar to Jiang Ping writing a sword character for Zhao Huang's little princess as a gift, and it will consume energy.

Especially for the great masters who are not in good condition at the moment, it will take them another three months to recover just to make this written statement.

"Give you!"

Cloth strips of different colors flew towards Jiang Ping.

But they all stopped in front of Qiye, and piled up one by one, a full pile.

"Okay, now everyone just pretend nothing happened, we didn't do anything today."

Jiang Ping put away the papers with a smile, and asked Qiye to carry them on his back.

Then he shouted to the three young masters of the three great aristocratic families who had watched the drama for a long time on the other side:

"Brothers, I don't know who will win and who will lose in this battle between righteousness and evil? Is there any judgment? I can also go out and brag to others."

Even though he looks haggard at the moment, and his strength is incomplete, no one dares to ignore him, and even raises his threat level to the highest level.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiang Ping's current state has actually reached the bottom, which means that he is in danger of dying at any time.

But such a person is the scariest, because when he says he is desperate, he is really desperate.

This is why Jiang Ping's threats are so easy to bear fruit.

No one dared to gamble.

Changsunli took a deep look at Jiang Ping.

He had already planned to give up on Cheng Lin'er completely, but seeing Jiang Ping's current state of dying at any moment, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have hope again.

As long as you really like it, take the offer, don't feel wronged.

Jiang Ping didn't know that the eldest grandson had already thought about the color of the coffin after his death, and was still waiting for an answer.

It was just instinctive, he felt that someone was looking at him wrongly.

It's just that at this moment he is really useless, even if he has a premonition in his heart, he can't find anyone who wants to target him.

Finally, Li Cheng, the young master of the Li family, cleared his throat and announced:

"According to the statistics at the last moment of the decisive battle, 52 people were present for the Great Master of the Righteous Way, and 52 people for the Great Master of the Demon Sect, equal!"

"According to the rules, the two sides can elect a representative for the final decisive battle to determine the outcome.

but"

Li Cheng glanced at Qiye, then at the righteous masters who looked a bit embarrassed at the moment, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Isn't that obvious.

Hearing Li Cheng's words, Grandmaster Zhengdao also looked disheartened. Asking them to fight Qiye would be like sending them to death.

A Grand Master is about to represent throwing in the towel:

"us"

"Wait a moment!"

"Oh my mother, why am I late again?"

A mature middle-aged man with a standard figure, elegant and easy-going image hurriedly flew over with light work.

He apologized while running:

"Excuse me, everyone. I overslept again. There should be time for this meeting, right?"

"Huh? Why are there so few people left?"

"And why do you have so many injuries? Did you just start fighting?"

"Huh? Your eyes look very strange!"

"Fuck! Do you know who my brother-in-law is?"

"Don't mess around!"

"There's someone on top of me!"

"I won't fight this guy!"

A great master with the surname Nangong was crying and mourned, and was understood by all his colleagues with affection and reason, leaving only grief and indignation on his face.

In the end, with the stick of righteousness waved, he had no choice but to agree to the request for a fight with Qiye.

Who told him to show off his brother-in-law's sword when he had nothing to do?

Right now, the Great Masters of the Righteous Path are not seeking to win, they just want to lose beautifully.

Then as long as Qiye took the Sword God's sword, they would decisively admit defeat.

After all, even the sword of the sword god was defeated, so it was only natural for them to admit defeat.

Maybe they can take advantage of this publicity, let the sword god Xie Shisan and the Seven Nights Demon Lord face off, and then it will be a good move to kill people with a borrowed sword.

Everyone felt that their confidence had returned.

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It's still the same sky, that mountain, and those people.

It's just that this time there's an extra grand master who is surnamed Nangong.

Nangong Xuanqi rubbed his hands together, and said with embarrassment:

"Boy Jiang, I've seen something wrong with you for a long time, I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply, and you have quite a lot of friends.

How's your body?

If you fail, Guanyin's niece must not be a widow, so you have to take it easy.

This...well, ahem, you tell your brother to take it easy.

It's not easy for me, righteousness is hard to violate, and I will have to mess around in the rivers and lakes in the future. "

Nangong Xuanqi raised a finger and said solemnly:

"Just one move, not more."

Jiang Ping hugged his chest and said with a sneer:

"Senior Nangong, you are so relaxed. You were beaten so hard on the mountain, but you can still sleep so soundly?"

Nangong Xuanqi smiled sheepishly, and said, "I'm not an old man, you have to be considerate of me, an old man in his 80s who just ended his single career."

He is just newlywed, and his wife hasn't had time to give birth to him yet.

Although it is unlikely, after all, Miss Xie San is already a grand master, and she has difficulty in giving birth, and she is not too young, and her vitality and blood are weak. If she is forced to give birth, it may damage the foundation of martial arts. passed away.

And Nangong Xuanqi would not agree either.

He couldn't let his daughter-in-law suffer that for the sake of a son and daughter who might piss him off in the future.

In a word, he still has a great old age to enjoy, and he avoids fights as much as he can.

So come late, that's a strategic choice.

It's just that who would have thought that just like this, he could still be arrested.

And if he doesn't agree.

This being late is a big deal.

It will destroy the unity of the Righteous Path, because of his crucial vote, it was a tie, otherwise the Righteous Path would win.

Small accidents are inevitable. It is understandable that everyone will act as if nothing happened and remain good friends.

After all, looking at the previous appearance of the Seven Nights Demon Lord, the number of people has already been calculated. If they come with two more people, he can also bring in two more demon masters in minutes.

So whether he comes or not doesn't matter much.

But whether this is to make a big deal into a small one, or ruin his reputation, depends on how Grandmaster Nangong decides.

So Nangong Xuanqi also had [-] alpacas running past in his heart at this moment.

When did his Nangong become so important?

Seeing Nangong Xuanqi's constipated appearance, Jiang Ping didn't say much, just said:

"Okay, okay, Qiye is my good brother, and your old man took good care of me back then, how could I make him difficult for you.

It will definitely not kill you later.

As for accidentally breaking three, four or five limbs, there is nothing I can do about it. "

Jiang Ping spread his hands and said: "Your old man should know that I can't make any decisions when I look at me now."

Nangong Xuanqi couldn't help touching his lower abdomen, and said with a resigned look:

"Anyway, I will remember your love."

If some limbs were really broken, he had just enjoyed a sexual life.

But he didn't dare to say much at the moment. In his opinion, it was already a great deal of face for Qiye not to beat him to death because of Jiang Ping's relationship.

As for the other onlookers, they were all speechless, slandering in their hearts.

I believe you a ghost!

Seeing how the Seven Nights Demon Lord obeyed your words, even if you asked him to admit defeat, he would probably agree.

Let him admit defeat if you have the ability!

Nonsence!

"Okay, I'm here."

Grandmaster Nangong gestured to the palm of his hand, on which there was a crescent-white sword mark flashing, ready to go.

Here.

However, Qiye waved his hand lightly, and the Motian sword turned into light spots and was absorbed into his body.

"I surrender."

After all, he hugged Jiang Ping, who was still trying to pretend for a while, and disappeared into the distance.

"This?"

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what happened.

Why did you suddenly admit defeat?

Could it be that he was afraid of the Sword God's sword?

But after thinking about it, they thought it was impossible.

The strength shown before Qiye, even if the sword god Xie Shisan was face to face, they felt that they were evenly matched.

A man who dared to strike the sky, how could he be afraid of Xie Shisan, he didn't even draw a sword.

There must be a deep-seated reason.

Could it be...

Is it Jiang Ping?

A guess suddenly popped up in many people's minds.