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Gongsun Changfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes swept the hall, and he said slowly: "Since the Tianxuan Sect has withdrawn, then the disciples of my Dao Sect will have to discuss with the disciples of the Sword Sect. ”

As soon as the words fell, on the seat of the Dao Sect, a young disciple stood up, there was no expression on his face, and the wide black robe seemed to wrap his thin body all in, and the whole person gave people a feeling of weakness.

Daoist Meng silently asked the disciples of the Sword Sect for advice. ”

Meng Wusheng's words were very soft, he looked very shy, and his words were so thin that he couldn't hear them if he was careless.

Gongsun Changfeng's body leaned back, and the huge resistance of the back of the chair made him very comfortable, just as Meng Wusheng brought him great confidence, this time the Dao Sect only came with three disciples, but these three disciples are the strongest three in the Dao Sect, the Dao Sect has always been low-key, and even low-key so that the world is about to forget, so something must be done to let the world know that there is also the Dao Sect above the Sword Sect.

Meng stood silently, his hands hanging down, his wide sleeves looking like they were about to touch the ground, his eyes drooping, looking at the floor of the hall.

Dugu Chen's body moved slightly, wanting to go to the battle.

However, a figure stood up faster than Dugu Chen, Lan Tianque.

Lan Tianque slowly walked to the opposite side of Meng Wusheng, his left hand was holding the unsheathed reverse scale sword, and his right hand was naturally drooping, looking like it was swinging at will, maybe it seemed to be a very common action for ordinary people, but it was of great significance to Lan Tianque, because in this way he was the fastest at the sword.

Meng Wusheng stood like a stone, a dead wood, it didn't seem to have the slightest vitality, and he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of internal force all over his body, which was no different from ordinary people, but this was more and more terrifying, at least Meng Wusheng's hiding of cultivation, and the control of internal force had reached a peak point.

"Sword Sect Lan Tianque, come to fight. ”

Lan Tianque said softly.

Meng Wusheng's drooping eyelids rolled up, and a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes that were as calm as a dry well, and his drooping hands slowly picked it up.

"Let's shoot!"

Meng spoke in a silent and small voice again.

Almost at the same moment, a sonorous sound was heard, followed by the sound of a clanging sword, and the scales came out of the sheath.

The sword qi was like a rainbow, and the cold light suddenly appeared, scattering a little starlight, flying around, and in the countless starlight, the reverse scale sword suddenly appeared, stabbing towards Meng Wusheng.

Meng Wusheng was still standing, the cold light in the depths of his eyes became colder and colder, and the moment the reverse scale stabbed at his body, his right hand poked out like lightning.

Snort!

Sparks fly.

Meng Wusheng's right hand firmly clamped the Reverse Scale Sword, and upon closer inspection, Meng Wusheng's hands actually had a pair of black gloves on them, which seemed to be made of wire mesh, but they could compete with the Reverse Scale Sword.

Lan Tianque's expression couldn't help but change, and Meng Wusheng's seemingly thin body seemed to contain indescribable powerful power, and the reverse scales in his hand almost fell off.

Meng Wusheng took a step forward, and a powerful force came out from his right hand, pulling Lan Tianque's body forward and stepping forward.

At the same time that Lan Tianque stepped out, Meng Wusheng's left hand was like lightning, and suddenly struck, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Lan Tianque's expression changed in shock, everything happened between the calcium carbide sparks, it was really a little too fast.

A little on his tiptoes, the sound of the anti-scale sword suddenly became endless, and a powerful internal force swept out, and Lan Tianque forcibly retracted the anti-scale sword.

The left fist missed, Meng Wusheng did not slow down, and the step he took was withdrawn, still standing in place.

Immovable as a mountain.

Lan Tianque clenched the anti-scale sword and stared at Meng Wusheng, it seemed that he had not suffered a loss in the fight just now, but Lan Tianque's heart was very clear, he had already lost the upper hand just now, if he hadn't used his internal force to forcibly withdraw the sword, I am afraid that the heavy punch would be enough to defeat him.

Stepping forward, the long sword was on the crossbar in front of his chest, and Lan Tianque's expression became extremely serious.

Airplanes!

The Reverse Scale Sword suddenly moved, and the powerful sword qi impacted in all directions, and a low and suppressed dragon chant came out from the reverse scale, and in the midst of the dragon chant, the majestic sword power was born leisurely.

Lan Tianque took another step forward and took advantage of the situation.

The dragon sword technique is hidden out of the abyss.

The powerful power seemed to sweep everything, and the powerful wind blew in all directions, and the huge power pressed towards Meng Wusheng.

Meng Wusheng raised his head and looked at Jian Wei with the intent of indomitable determination, there was still no expression on his face, and he was still standing quietly.

The strong wind rushed his wide robe, and the rattle blew away his neatly groomed black hair, obscuring his vision.

All of a sudden

Meng, who had been standing, moved silently.

Everyone only saw that Meng Wusheng was not in place, but they couldn't capture Meng Wusheng's voice and shadow.

After a while

Everyone finally found Meng Wusheng's figure, at this moment, Meng Wusheng was waving his fist, the right fist with black gloves was like a meteor falling from the sky, with an indomitable momentum, unstoppable.

Lan Tianque's expression was a little nervous, and his breathing became a little shorter.

Meng Wusheng's fist seemed to be plain, but it contained indescribably powerful power, even if he didn't take this punch, Lan Tianque had already felt the power of this punch.

This is an indescribable punch, Meng Wusheng's expression is very ordinary, and in the depths of his eyes, the cold light seems to be able to freeze everything.

Lan Tianque let out a long roar, and his figure swept back three steps.

These three steps are to distance yourself and gain a little respite.

The Reverse Scale Sword swung out again and again, interweaving a sword net in front of him, and the powerful internal force poured into the Reverse Scale, almost without the slightest reservation.

The sword net shattered, and the fist went straight forward.

The reverse scales in Lan Tianque's hand swung out.

The sound of the sword groaning shook through the hall, making people's eardrums throb.

Rumble!

The powerful power burst out, blocking everything, and the aftermath stirred all around, and in the hall, the light rippled, and the great array was activated again, ensuring that the hall was unharmed.

All eyes were on the center of the hall, waiting for all to fall silent.

A moment later, a picture unfolded.

Meng Wusheng's fist and Lan Tianque's sword tip were against each other, not giving in to each other, and sparks continued to splash out from where the fist and the tip of the sword collided.

Looking at the stalemate in the hall, Gongsun Changfeng's face also became a little tangled, he didn't expect this Lan Tianque to have such ability to duel with Meng Wusheng to such a point.