Dayan sword came out of the sheath, and pierced the feathered dragon's neck with a flash of lightning.

For ordinary people, this blow may not be able to react, but he is facing the Feathered Dragon, an unfathomable existence.

With a blank expression, he stretched out his **** lightly and pinched a pinch of light, which actually caught the lightning-like Dayan sword! !

"You and your father are no different, they are all the same incompetent, the same to hit the stone with eggs." Feathered Dragon said lightly.

With **** twisted, under the power of terror, the Dayan sword was twisted extremely.

An overwhelmed whimper burst out of the sword.

"It's really a good sword." Feather Dragon praised him heartily. He used three points of strength, and even fought this sword.

However, that is all.

He shook his head gently, his fingers were working hard, and he was about to completely break the Dayan sword. Suddenly, a dark arc flashed inside the Dayan sword, and he flicked between the **** of the dragon!

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He slashed the sword with two fingers, and immediately cut a terrible wound that spread to the palm of his hand, and his metacarpal bone was cut directly.

A large amount of blood spewed out, instantly staining its precious and precious robe.

With pain, the Feathered Dragon loosened the Dayan sword, which turned into a frightened sword and returned to the scabbard.

The six palace princes who watched the scene shrank, and their pupils shrank, and they glanced at Xia Qingchen's Dayan sword with some shock.

How advanced is the Feathered Dragon's cultivation, and his body is already very powerful with the breakthroughs of cultivation, is it a general nirvana that can hurt?

Moreover, it hurt so badly!

Xia Qingchen's sword is really quite a bit, I am afraid it is not much worse than the cool king's king power dragon sword.

But how does he know that the King Power Dragon Sword has been cut off by Dayan Sword?

"Good! Good sword!" Feathered Dragon's demeanor was calm, and he wasn't ashamed and angry because he was injured. Instead, he applauded and stared at Xia Qingchen's Dayan sword.

A faint glowing glow flashed through the pupils.

The Six Fan Palace Master took a step back and closely guarded Xia Qingchen in front of him. It was difficult for him to guarantee whether the Feathered Dragon would do anything.

He warned slightly: "Master Yu, the two of you come and go, it is even, the main lord of the palace can be regarded as unseen, but if you continue to do it, you will blame the main lord of the palace for asking the law!"

As the master of the Six Fan Palace, it is the person who has the power to arrest the unauthorized use of force in the city in violation of laws and regulations.

"Oh, how can I care about a junior?" Yuhua Long smiled and flicked the blood from his palm with a slight flick of his hand.

To the surprise of the Master of the Six Fans, he found that the wound of the Feathered Dragon was gone!

Just now the palm of my hand was clearly cut in half by Dayan sword, the wound was so deep, how could it disappear in a blink of an eye, as if it had never been injured!

What exactly is going on?

The deep vision of the Six Palace Masters was filled with deep fear.

He had long known some information that the martial arts of the Yu family did not take the usual path, and the main race practiced unknown magic arts.

But what I didn't expect is that the magic is more strange than imagined!

What he didn't even think of was that Xia Qingchen behind him patted the abdomen imperceptibly, quietly pressing down the power of the uncontrollable surging evil spirit.

Not bad!

When the Feathered Dragon recovered his wounds, Xia Qingchen's power of the evil spirit appeared to move, almost losing balance with the power of the Buddha and disorder.

It is self-evident that the evil spells that the feather dragon has built!

Well, it may be some martial arts of Evil God.

Unexpectedly, the Yu clan had something to do with the evil spirit, but I wondered whether it was related to the ninth-generation evil spirit that was dismembered.

The Six Fan Palace concealed the strange thing in his eyes and nodded, "Since this is the case, then let's go to the hall together."

A group of three walked into the question hall of the Six Fan Palace.

There are only seats on both sides of the hall, but just opposite the door is a pair of powerful ink writings hung on the wall and enshrined by incense.

"I entered the world with a clear mind, and the sword world is not a god!"

Just eighteen words, contains awe-inspiring righteousness.

In a trance, you can see a benevolent and righteous man with a heart like a mirror, who divides the world's good and evil from time to time, and the law enforcement does not ask the origin of the other party.

Even if it is a god, the crimes on earth must be condemned.

Xia Qingchen slightly bowed his head, this ink treasure, in the line between the lines reveals the sky outside, the transcendental temperament, this person is a bit good.

However, he was familiar with the handwriting, but he couldn't remember when he had seen it.

"The Mobao written by the first-generation Liang Wang personally for the Six Fan Palaces is indeed extraordinary." Feathered Dragon looked at Mobao with admiration.

Xia Qingchen suddenly realized that it was left by the first generation of cool king Emperor Zijian.

Emperor Zijian's life was not smooth, and it was not until he met Xia Qingchen that he taught "The Eight Waste Sword Songs" to create a generation of myth.

It is a pity that Xia Qingchen predicted that he could become a god, but he was coveted and forced to die after his fame.

He was moved by guilty conscience, and the paintings and calligraphy on the wall felt, and the wind would automatically lift.

The Master of the Six Fans was stunned and looked around. There was no wind. How did the calligraphy and painting move?

Fortunately, the calligraphy and painting calmed down quickly, and no longer appeared strange. Although the Six Fan Palace Master was surprised, the presence of outsiders was inconvenient.

He bowed down in front of the word screen and said, "This is indeed the ink of the early Liangwang. There are many relics of the early Liangwang in Liangzhou City."

Then he came to the middle of the question hall, with a little toe, the bluestone brick floor was sunken, and replaced by a smooth mirror.

"This is the fourth-order half nirvana. Ask the mirror. If you tell a lie, the mirror will turn red." The Six Fan Palace Master moved away: "Xia Qingchen, stand up."

Xia Qingchen was conscientious and stood on the mirror of his mind.

At this time, the old emperor Qingpao of the Liangwang Special Envoy hurried along and finally arrived. Seeing that the interrogation was about to begin, he sat in the position closest to Xia Qingchen and stared at the mirror of his heart.

He knows this mirror, it is a mysterious nirvana that can spy on the human heart, no matter how high you are, you can feel it once you lie.

The Six Fan Palace Master sat down calmly and cast a glance at Xia Qingchen to let him not be nervous.

Then he began to ask: "Do you have a grudge against Yu Tingtong?"

Xia Qingchen said: "Yes, he pushed me to the abyss."

Ask the heart mirror to be quiet, nothing strange.

The Six Fan Palace said: "Do you have the idea to kill her?"

Xia Qingchen calmly said: "No."

Asked that the mirror was still clear, indicating that he did not lie.

The Six Palace Masters glanced at the mirror and completely let go: "Did you kill Yu Tingtong?"

"No!" Xia Qingchen said, the questioning mirror under her feet remained unchanged.

The Six Fan Palace Master smiled: "It's finished! Xia Qingchen is not guilty. The tears are slandering. Since she is dead, she is not to blame."

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The old man in the green robe has been staring at the questioning mirror all the time. Seeing this result, of course, he is not satisfied.

Liang Wang does not care whether Xia Qingchen kills Yu Tingtong, but only how to convict Xia Qingchen and go to prison!