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Seeing the current situation, the big fat man immediately said to a girl in black beside him, because everyone had to hand over their weapons first when they entered Fengyue Tower, so Murong Jiang's sword had been handed over to them for safekeeping when they came in.

Murong Jiang took his long sword, and with a bang, he drew the sword out of its sheath, and the surrounding area was suddenly filled with sword energy, and the cold light was cold, attracting everyone's attention.

The sword of the Seventh Young Master of the Divine Sword Villa is really extraordinary, and I heard that the sword produced by the Divine Sword Villa is a first-class and sought-after good product no matter where it is, and it is definitely the most expensive product in the weapon shops everywhere.

Murong Jiang swung his sword and sneered.

"Yes, yes, it is indeed a good sword, you Murong Jiang will not kill the nameless, and my Ling Qianxing's sword will never cut the vulgar Tiefan sword. Ling Qianxing's hand reached for the fire drinking knife that was slanted into his back, and pulled it out of its sheath.

The shape of the knife is domineering and rough, and the entire blade is still dark red, like bloodshot eyes full of longing, exuding a red glow.

"Is it a fire drinker?"

Fengyue Building is dozens of meters high, the fifth floor belongs to the owner Lu Qingyi, and the fourth floor is only the most distinguished guests are qualified to go up, at this moment, on the fourth floor of Fengyue Building, there is a person standing straight and quietly on the side of the building railing, overlooking the manor below.

This person was very quiet, and the girls in Fengyue Tower behind him looked at him from afar, their eyes adoring and in awe.

He was tall, almost godlike, with an ancient sword hanging from his waist, as long as half his body, and the scabbard and the hilt were inlaid with a sense of ancient and mysterious mystery that was difficult to tell.

"It turned out to be a fire-drinking knife...... he said softly.

At this moment, all the people in Fengyue Tower were looking at Ling Qianxing and Murong Jiang, and both of them had already drawn their swords. (Township) $ (Village) $ (Small) $ (Say) $ (Net) Xiang-cu High-speed Debut!

The stars are still twinkling in the night sky, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the Fengyue Building is still very beautiful and dreamy in the night.

Low-level martial artists practice moves, high-level martial artists practice qi, Murong Jiang finally made a move, his figure swept up, the sword stabbed out, and a sword qi shot straight at Ling Qianxing, "Wow!" Ling Qianxing let out a strange scream, and quickly dodged away, and the rockery beside him was instantly torn apart by the sword qi......

Ling Qianxing slashed at a flying rockery, the sparks exploded, and at the same time that the fire drinking madness knife instantly ignited the flames, he had already rushed towards Murong Jiang.

The cold light sword qi, the crazy sword flames, some people sighed, "It is worthy of being a person with a name on the rookie list of the rivers and lakes in the Tongwen Pavilion, this shot really made countless martial artists out of reach." ”

With a stirring, Murong Jiang's sword and Ling Qianxing's sword were connected with all their strength, Ling Qianxing's sword was in flames, but Murong Jiang's sword was carrying a cold attribute true qi, and the swords were connected, and with a sound of "Zi", a burst of white mist vapor rose up, filling the surroundings, and both of them were already in the mist......

"It turned out to be a water warrior. "The flames on Ling Qianxing's sword have dimmed a lot.

"That's right, the water type martial artist specializes in you fire type martial artists, you wait to die. Murong Jiang sneered, his figure swept up again, the long sword waved, and the fog around him drifted with it.

"The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light is cold!"

As soon as Murong Jiang's words fell, the long sword in his palm immediately stabbed at Ling Qianxing, the sword light was cold, and the surrounding mist turned into countless sword qi, Ling Qianxing only felt a cold current rushing towards his face, and the fire attribute true qi in his body was passing little by little, he immediately gathered the true qi in his palm, and the palm full of fire attribute true qi quickly wiped towards the knife, and the original dark red fire drink mad knife instantly became red and dazzling, igniting a surging flame, and then he ran towards Murong Jiang.

"Collapse the mountain and slash!" Ling Qianxing flew up with a smile and slashed out, his red hair and the flames burning on the knife drew a wild arc in the night sky.

Murong Jiang's sword was still stabbing towards Ling Qianxing with countless sword qi, but his complexion had changed, and he suddenly found that the power that Ling Qianxing displayed was not something he could resist at all.

With a loud bang, the fire drink madness slashed on the ground, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the ground, flames burst out of the crack, and a wave of air rose into the sky.

Those sword qi suddenly turned into nothingness, Murong Jiang was shocked into the air by this wave of qi, and when he looked at it again, Ling Qianxing had also swung his sword into the sky, and the fire drinking madness knife slashed out in the direction of Murong Jiang again......

"Slash the sky!"

Everyone exclaimed, and in the blink of an eye, there was another sound of swords and swords, Murong Jiang's sword suddenly swirled and fell from the night sky, everyone dodged, the long sword stabbed in front of a pavilion, and his people had also fallen heavily, and the clothes on his body also ignited flames.

"Young Master Murong, are you okay?" The big fat man hurriedly took a few black-clothed girls to help Murong Jiang up and extinguished the sparks on his body.

Murong Jiang's eyes glared at Ling Qianxing angrily, without saying a word.

"I won't kill you this time, if you don't accept it, you can come to me in the future, haha. Ling Qianxing stuck the knife back behind his back and laughed unabashedly.

At this time, there was a monotonous and mocking applause in the Fengyue Building behind the crowd, and then everyone unanimously gave way to the road.

I saw a person walking out of the way that everyone had gotten out, dressed in a hardcover mink fur, with curly hair and pink skin, which felt indescribably weird, but there was a different kind of attraction.

This person was followed by several subordinates in strong suits, and looking at the posture and expression of them walking in front of everyone, he knew that they must not be easy to mess with, and they must represent a very arrogant force behind them.

"Who is this person?" Ling Qianxing couldn't help but ask.

The people around him kindly told him, "It is one of the twelve orders under the command of the 'Jiangnan Branch', one of the nine major sects that dominate the world today, Lin Yan!"

With a smile, Lin Yan looked at Murong Jiang and the big fat man not far away, and didn't speak.

The big fat man bent down and clenched his fists at him, and said with a wry smile: "Lord Lin Ling, you are finally willing to come out, at this moment, the huge Fengyue Tower, I'm afraid only you can restrain this troublesome red-haired boy." ”

"Really?" Ling Qianxing immediately laughed.

Lin Yan looked at the big fat man with a smile and said, "I came out, not for you Fengyue Tower, let alone for Young Master Murong, but because of this person named Ling Qianxing, he is a fire-based martial artist, and I, Lin Yan, also happen to be." ”

The big fat man smiled and said: "Of course, looking at the world, except for the 'Feng Jiu Evil', the chief commander of your 'Jiangnan Order', I am afraid that there is no one among the fire martial artists who can match the Lord of Lin Yan, your Flame Palm, Fire Shadow Legs, that are definitely the stunts that shock the rivers and lakes." ”

"I don't know how it compares to this friend?" Lin Yan suddenly looked at Ling Qianxing.

"I'd like to give it a try, too. Ling Qianxing replied immediately.

"Ling Qianxing, you are really enough, you still want to fight with people. At this time, everyone suddenly heard a girl's voice coming from the entrance of the manor, the voice was crisp and pleasant, like a yellow warbler out of the valley.

Then everyone saw a young man in white and a girl in a light dress walking in hand in hand.

The young man in white is still holding a white knife in his hand, white tonight's moonlight, the girl in the light dress in Tsing Yi not only has a good voice, but also looks delicate and cute, and her figure is exquisite and graceful, giving people a beautiful and relaxed feeling.