Chapter 1467

"Junior Nephew Qian Gou, don't have delusional thoughts!"

Yin Qingyu's face turned iron blue: "Although your Little Junior uncle is not the Biyun Laozu's disciple, you know how the Biyun Laozu treats her, not to mention she has an identity you cannot climb high to!"

"If you don't discard your delusional thoughts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a good result!"

"Even your master cannot protect you!"

That Daoist Qian Gou closed his eyes, seemingly calm, but his heart was struggling and trembling, he said: "I know!"

So he didn't make a sound.

After a dozen breaths, Yin Qingyu said: "You can go!"

"Coming here has no meaning!"

Qian Gou shook his head: "I won't go... Junior uncle, I know I am not worthy of Little Junior uncle, and I shouldn't have delusional thoughts about Little Junior uncle!"

"But I also want to know who this man is?"

"Why is he worthy of Little Junior uncle!"

After speaking, Daoist Qian Gou ignored Yin Qingyu's obstruction, used Daoist methods, and stepped into Seeing Qiao Huizhu's courtyard.

This sudden unreasonable behavior really gave Seeing Qiao Huizhu a fright.

She grabbed He Pingsheng tightly with her small hand, but asked Qian Gou with an iron-blue face: "Qian Gou... why are you so rude?"

Before Qian Gou could speak, Yin Qingyu outside also followed into the courtyard in a panic, saying: "Junior sister... I didn't stop him just now!"

"Junior Nephew Qian Gou insisted on coming over!"

The eyes of several people fell on He Pingsheng's face, but He Pingsheng was calm and didn't say a word.

Then, Seeing Qiao Huizhu's gaze turned and stared at Qian Gou again: "Junior Nephew Qian Gou, what is the matter?"

Seeing Qiao Huizhu said extremely coldly.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, who can't see one, two, three?

Qian Gou looked a bit awkward, but he still gritted his teeth and pointed at He Pingsheng, asking: "May I ask Little Junior uncle, who is he?"

"You... you two..."

Seeing Qiao Huizhu said: "His name is He Pingsheng, he was my husband in the lower world. By reason, you should also call him Junior uncle!"

Qian Gou looked jealous, his face flushed red and said: "Can the marriage of the lower world count?"

"Does the Biyun Laozu know?"

"Did the Biyun Laozu agree?"

He questioned Seeing Qiao Huizhu loudly.

"Bold!" Yin Qingyu scolded loudly: "Qian Gou, how are you talking to your Junior uncle?"

"It's not your turn to ask about these things!"

"No matter!" Seeing Qiao Huizhu raised her jade hand and waved it, saying: "Senior sister, anyway, this matter will have to be explained sooner or later!"

"I know that many disciples under the Biyun Laozu's door have different thoughts about me. Today, I will just say it clearly once and for all, so as to cut off their thoughts!"

Seeing Qiao Huizhu said: "He Pingsheng and I are husband and wife with a marriage certificate. It's just a pity that I couldn't bring it up when I ascended, so that marriage certificate was left in the lower world!"

"I, Seeing Qiao Huizhu, married He Pingsheng, which was personally acknowledged by the elders and relatives!"

"Junior Nephew Qian Gou, any other questions?"

Seeing Qiao Huizhu asked Qian Gou.

Qian Gou stared at He Pingsheng and said: "I want to challenge him..."

"Dare you, have a life-and-death battle with me!"

Qian Gou's face was filled with anger and madness, and a trace of distortion.

"Don't!" Others don't know, but Yin Qingyu knows He Pingsheng. Having a life-and-death battle with him, isn't this looking for death?

"Okay!" On the other side, He Pingsheng, who was sitting on the swing, answered lightly: "I agree, how to fight?"

"Little Junior sister, persuade him!" Yin Qingyu came to Seeing Qiao Huizhu anxiously.

Seeing Qiao Huizhu's face was as cold as frost: "Self-inflicted, cannot live!"

After speaking, she turned her head to look at He Pingsheng: "Husband, let go and do it, I am here for everything!"

He Pingsheng nodded with a smile.

His figure turned and appeared in front of Qian Gou instantly, less than three feet away from Qian Gou.

This move made Qian Gou shrink his body.

He said somewhat timidly: "Let's go... there is a life-and-death arena in the Divine Palace!"

"No need!" He Pingsheng said lightly: "No need to be so troublesome, just here is fine!"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you!"

"You only have one chance to strike!"

He Pingsheng stood in the courtyard in front of the main hall, light and breezy.

Yin Qingyu said on the side: "Junior Nephew Qian Gou, let's forget it. You apologize to Junior Feng Shishu He, and this matter will pass!"

"Bah!" Qian Gou said angrily: "What kind of dog fart Junior Feng Shishu He, did I acknowledge it?"

"A guy with only Taiyi Golden Immortal fifth layer, is he worthy of being my Junior uncle?"

"Good... since you are so arrogant, then I won't be polite!"

"Thousand Hook Chaotic Slash!"

He shouted, flew into the void, and then suddenly thousands of sword shadows condensed around his body. The thousands of sword shadows turned into one and slashed towards He Pingsheng.

The so-called Thousand Hook refers to a thousand swords.

This thousand swords is the origin of his Dao name, and it is even more of a killing move of Daoist Qian Gou.

Coming up and using a killing move, it can be seen that his hatred for He Pingsheng has gone deep into the bone marrow!

The boundless sword intent blew the void to vibrate slightly, and He Pingsheng's robes fluttered.

Yin Qingyu screamed: "Junior Brother He, be careful with defense!"

Seeing Qiao Huizhu also clenched her fists nervously.

Although she knew her husband was very strong, those were all legends, all she heard, and she had never seen how powerful He Pingsheng was.

So facing Qian Gou's must-kill blow today, Seeing Qiao Huizhu was naturally nervous.

The boundless sword intent turned into a snow-white sword pointing at He Pingsheng and slashed over, but He Pingsheng was light and breezy and did not sacrifice any defensive magic treasure, nor did he play the trick of attacking as defense.

Just when the boundless sword intent fell on the top of his head, he gently raised his left hand.

His left index finger and middle finger exerted a little force and clamped the long sword.

On the long sword, all the sword energy and sword intent all dissipated.

The huge impact force rolled back, blowing the hair hoop on Daoist Qian Gou's head to pieces. The hair on his head immediately scattered and flew around, and then was cut into strands by the surrounding sword intent and fell into the void.

The embarrassed Daoist Qian Gou was fixed in the void by He Pingsheng, unable to move at all.

"How is it possible?"

"How is it possible?"

"You are only at Taiyi Golden Immortal fifth layer, how can you take my strongest blow?"

At this moment, Daoist Qian Gou was already crazy.

He Pingsheng ignored him, just said lightly: "It was said to be a life-and-death battle, I spared your life for the sake of you being my wife's fellow disciple."

A trace of cunning flashed in Qian Gou's vicious and resentful eyes: As long as he doesn't die today, there will always be a chance in the future.

But the next moment, He Pingsheng's fingers shook violently, and a sword energy erupted from his hand, mixed with the power of spiritual sense, and was fiercely blasted into Daoist Qian Gou's body.

Pfft...

Qian Gou suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell from high altitude like a kite with a broken string, thumping, and smashed a big pit into the ground!

"My Dao root... my Dao root..."

"Damn... you destroyed my Dao root!"

"And my Dantian!"

The Dao root and Dantian were destroyed, and from then on, he could no longer cultivate. Although his cultivation was still stuck at the eighth layer of Taiyi Golden Immortal, he could no longer cultivate the Dao.

Not only could he not cultivate the Dao, but once the immortal essence power in his body was exhausted, because the Dantian was also destroyed, he would not be able to replenish the immortal spirit energy again in the future.

He became a mortal with endless lifespan.