In the early morning of the next day, Duan Mingxiao opened his eyes early, but he didn't get up in a hurry, looking at Lan Qin'er, who was lying in his arms, sleeping like a kitten, the gentleness in his eyes flowed inadvertently, enjoying a moment of comfort. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For the current life, he is already very satisfied, with brothers, friends, elders, and lovers, all of which he lacked in his previous life, and now, this kind of life makes him feel comfortable, although he knows that this kind of thinking is a drag on people who practice martial arts, but he still enjoys it very much.

just lay down quietly, until Lan Qin'er rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes and sat up with a yawn, Duan Mingxiao also sat up.

"Good morning, lady!"

Duan Mingxiao said jokingly, while Lan Qin'er smiled, tilted her head, and said the same.

"Good morning, Xianggong."

The two looked at each other and smiled, the happy appearance, just like the beautiful first love, with boundless titles, thinking of boundless dreams, promising the boundless future, everything is so beautiful.

"Are you going to break through today?"

Lan Qin'er asked softly, Duan Mingxiao nodded, then looked at the sun that had gradually risen, turned over and jumped off the hammock, and the gentleman reported Lan Qin'er down and gently put it on the ground.

"Although I have been able to break through a long time ago, I still hope that it will be later, who made life here so good?"

Duan Mingxiao looked at the people who were busy one after another, and sighed again, Lan Qin'er also smiled and didn't speak, and all the thoughts in her heart were written on her face.

"However, if I have always been so weak, how can I go to the imperial capital, how can I hold a beautiful wedding for you, how can I take you all over the continent?"

As soon as the words turned, a frenzy emanated from him, the neat black hair swayed gently, the blue ribbon swayed in the wind, and the firmness in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Well, I believe you."

Lan Qin'er hugged him from behind and pressed her cheek to his back, a happy smile on her face.

"Okay, I'm going to break through, remember to tell them, don't let people bother me."

Duan Mingxiao turned around, lightly imprinted a kiss on Lan Qin'er's forehead, and said.

"Hmm."

Lan Qin'er replied obediently, and walked in the direction where everyone was.

"Hey, are you really going to break through so early?"

Mo Xuan's voice sounded again, and he didn't seem to want Duan Mingxiao to break through so early.

"If I don't get stronger soon, how can I deal with the trouble that is coming?"

Duan Mingxiao asked rhetorically, Mo Xuan was silent, in fact, when to break through is not the point, but the importance of the foundation, for him now, there is still some room for improvement, but it is not very important, so it is not important when to break through.

Walking near the lotus pond, he laid out a formation, and after cutting off the contact with the outside world, he sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his spiritual power was running rapidly, absorbing the pure spiritual power between heaven and earth, strengthening himself, and preparing for a breakthrough.

The breeze blew across the earth, and the lotus flowers in the pool swayed gently, just like Duan Mingxiao's black hair swaying in the wind, but the cyan lotus flowers still stood proudly among them, exuding a distinctive color.

"Qinglian sword intent, pinning affection on the sword, incarnating into a lotus, leaving no sword marks, only Qinglian."

In the end, he silently muttered the key points of the Qinglian Sword Technique, and gradually integrated a trace of sword intent in the Qinglian into the artistic conception, and invisibly took a big step again.

"Immortal Heavenly Demon Will, all things are immortal, Heavenly Demon is immortal, the same is true, never forget!"

The mouth muttered about the characteristics of its own artistic conception, and the law of the entire artistic conception came into being, and as soon as the law came out, the artistic conception appeared spontaneously, immortal and immortal, the image of the king!

Gradually, his spiritual power reached a peak, and he could break through to the next realm at any time.

The breakthrough fluctuations that should have come did not come, there was not the slightest sound, there was just an invisible ripple, and the lotus flower that blew fell towards the general like a wave, layer upon layer, but the green lotus still stood as always, unaffected in the slightest.

"Lingwu Realm, the beginning of the artistic conception, the unity of the human realm, so that the breath is not exposed, can exert hundreds of times stronger than the power of the Linglun Realm, and it is true."

Duan Mingxiao opened his eyes, the essence of light flashed away, the long knife appeared in his hand, the formation gradually dispersed, and he just saw Lian Jintian standing on top of the green lotus.

"Are you ready?"

Lian Jintian was holding a strange cyan thin sword, which he had never seen before, but from the rhyme of the weapon circulating on the sword, it could be seen that it was not weaker than Mo Xuan's imperial weapon.

"Please advise."

Jumping on top of a lotus plant, backhand horizontal knife in front of him, a faint artistic conception of the breath emanated, but it gave people an ethereal feeling, the artistic conception of the two collided invisibly, but the lotus flower under the body was strangely not affected at all.

At the same time, the weapons of the two made an excited sound, as if they were looking forward to this battle, and the two looked at each other at the same time, and as soon as their feet moved, they collided.

The affection of the green lotus, the arrogance of the heavenly demons, kept colliding, and the sword shadows in the sky were light and sharp, and they were invisibly better than tangible. The arrogant sword is extremely domineering, but it does not lose its beauty, showing the beauty of violence, and breaking ten thousand laws with one force.

The figures of the two are constantly changing on the lotus, and the two artistic conceptions hold one side of the sky, although the collision is very intense, but the lotus flower under the feet has not received the slightest damage, but with the collision of the two keeps swaying, like waves.

The people of Wangxian Pavilion had already come here, watching this wonderful duel, Lan Qin'er nervously clasped her little hands, staring intently at the black-robed young man who was going all out not far away.

"Qinglian Sword Song!"

After another collision, when the two were separated, a powerful move was brewing, on top of the cyan thin sword, the artistic conception flowed, and there seemed to be a looming green lotus slowly blooming, Duan Mingxiao's face was condensed, is it finally going to enlarge the move?

The Immortal Heavenly Demon Intent lingered around his body, and the black hair behind him moved with the wind, like a demon god, tall and majestic, on the pitch-black long knife, the dragon pattern appeared, wandering on the blade, holding the long knife with his backhand, and constantly gathering the power of artistic conception in his body.

"Bloom!"

Lian Jintian shouted, the cyan lotus slowly bloomed, and the whole person appeared in front of Duan Mingxiao with the green lotus in an instant, stabbing out with a sword, the whole movement was as fast as lightning, but it was weirdly slow as a turtle crawling.

Duan Mingxiao felt the power of the artistic conception on the thin sword, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the shadow of a green lotus appeared in his mind, but it quickly dispersed, and was replaced by Lan Qin'er's beautiful face.

"Eternal Destruction!"

Just when the tip of the sword was about to touch Duan Mingxiao's body, he moved, the speed was better than Lian Jintian, and the backhand knife was swung out fiercely from bottom to top, leaving a shallow trace in the space, and a pitch-black line appeared on the blooming green lotus, and then the entire green lotus turned into lotus petals floating down in the sky, and Lian Jintian's figure also flew away, and his toes fell on the green lotus in the lotus pond again, and as he fell, the surrounding lotus flowers all turned into petals and drifted down, and the two looked at each other quietly, The smile in his eyes speaks for itself.