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Where can you go without the Smoke and Rain Pavilion? Lu Fusheng looked at Pan Yuan, his eyes gradually became firm, no matter where the person who lost was going, that person would not be her Lu Fusheng.

Lu Fusheng raised his hand and took out the Dust Light Sword from the Tianhe Stone bracelet on her wrist, and she gently looked at Pan Yuan: "Really want to compare?" ”

"There is so much nonsense, if Lu Fusheng is afraid, just say it, I will plead for you in front of the master, and I will not let you leave the Yanyu Pavilion." Pan Yuan sneered, and crossed his sword with a red body and a blackened hilt in front of him, and threw a wink at Ban Xian by the way, "My sword name is Mu Xian, I spent a lot of money to buy a lot of excellent materials in the trading house, and invited the best swordsmith on the Jiangliu Collection to make this appearance for me, this is my intention." ”

Lu Fusheng was a little shocked, although Banxian had not existed in the form of a sword for a long time, but Pan Yuan's Mu Xian was obviously an imitation of the appearance of the Banxian sword, although Mu Xian was not as slender and agile as the Banxian Sword, but her sword really made Lu Fusheng feel that this was a kind of red. Bare. Naked provocation!

The two of them stood in the small square in front of the main building of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, surrounded by all the monks of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, this kind of provocation in front of everyone, Lu Fusheng thought that it would be a shame if he lost! not only lost his own people, but also lost his half-idle face. Lu Fusheng looked at Pan Yuan, slowly raised his hand to cross the dust light sword to his chest, silently recited the mantra in his heart, raised his hand and swiped the sword body, the blue light of the dust light sword flashed slightly, pointing directly at Pan Yuan.

Pan Yuan didn't take Lu Fusheng in his eyes at all, she pursed her lips disdainfully, and slashed at Lu Fusheng with both hands clenching the hilt of the sword.

Jiang Qingcha muttered: "Pan Yuan's posture doesn't look like he uses a sword." ”

Dongfang Qinghe and Banxian glanced at each other and stared at Pan Yuan without making a sound.

Although Pan Yuan's blow looked extremely vicious, it was actually out of order, and Lu Fusheng stabilized his mind and moved solidly according to the teaching method, and it seemed that he was quite at ease. But after a while, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Lu Fusheng's head.

She suddenly realized that Pan Yuan's undisciplined attack moves, she had no way to use those swordsmanship movements taught by Dongfang Qing and Cui Jianguo to defend, if she defended according to Pan Yuan's offensive, then she would have to be led by Pan Yuan's nose. Pan Yuan's offensive was fierce, and there were too many chaotic empty doors, and at this time, Lu Fusheng's chances of victory could only be to take the initiative to attack.

Lu Fusheng stopped, squinted his eyes and stared at Pan Yuan, and when Pan Yuan struck again, the tip of the sword turned and handed it to Pan Yuan's neck.

There was silence.

The monks looked at Lu Fusheng, who had restrained Pan Yuan in an instant, and felt incredulous, after all, Lu Fusheng was still a useless female cultivator who couldn't write anything or anything a few months ago. How could Lu Fusheng have such a swordsmanship in the blink of an eye, and he easily defeated Pan Yuan without relying on Banxian and just using a freshly forged Qingfeng sword.

Was it because Pan Yuan was too underestimating the enemy, or did all of them underestimate Lu Fusheng all along?

Everyone looked at Lu Fusheng and then at Pan Yuan, and they were very puzzled for a while.

Lu Fusheng chuckled: "You lost." ”

"Oh?" Pan Yuan didn't feel angry at all when he lost, but still looked at Lu Fusheng with disdain, "Where do you think you won?" ”

Pan Yuan said as he changed the Mu Xian sword to his left hand, raised his hand and hit Lu Fusheng's dust, and then flew and kicked Lu Fusheng's sword-holding hand, Mu Xian's sword was changed to his right hand by Pan Yuan again, and his left hand took out a charm in his arms and approached Lu Fusheng's face.

"Whoa-" With a sound, the spell in Pan Yuan's hand burned in front of Banxian, and Banxian pinched Pan Yuan's hand, and his face was as gloomy as ink.

Pan Yuan smiled rudely: "Lu Fusheng, you lost, you are not allowed to help you half-idle, now do you have to get out of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion as the master said!" ”

"Tut-tut." Lu Fusheng stood behind him and shook his head, "You didn't say that you still have two wins in three games." ”

"Who's going to beat you in three games?" Pan Yuan rolled his eyes.

Lu Fusheng didn't understand: "Since it's not two wins in three games, you have already lost just now, what is this now?" ”

"I lost? Where did I lose? Why when will I admit that I lost? Pan Yuan stood with his sword in his hand, his head slightly tilted, which really looked like Xiao Ruyu's indispensable.

Lu Fusheng sighed: "Since you say so...... Heh, Pan Yuan, do you think that Master and our brothers and sisters are blind? They're all standing here watching! ”

"I, Pan Yuan, said that I didn't lose, can you still force me to admit defeat?" Pan Yuan sneered, "If you don't accept it...... Ahh

Banxian didn't give Pan Yuan a chance to talk again, and directly raised his hand to hit it. The half-idle combat power was simply a one-sided torture in front of Pan Yuan, and Pan Yuan's screams echoed in the sky above the Yanyu Pavilion, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

In the end, Dongfang couldn't look down on it, so he stopped Ban Xian, he looked at Pan Yuan very melancholy: "You said that it's so difficult for your kid to admit defeat?" If you lose, you lose, and it's like a black hand against Lu Fu, you are all classmates, why are you so ruthless? Besides, didn't you want to take it with you in the Smoke and Rain Pavilion for a long time? I see you're doing a good job in the Water Pavilion, why don't you want it if I give you a chance? Pan Yuan, do you remember the first lesson your teacher gave you? Your sword is to accompany you throughout your immortal cultivation career, whether it is half idle or dusty, it is a sword that belongs to Lu Fusheng, on her path of cultivating immortals, these two swords will accompany each other for a lifetime, no matter how sword qi is and what the sword soul is. It's indeed fair that you don't allow her to use semi-idle when you compete with her, but for cultivating immortals, this is ridiculous. The path of cultivating immortals is already full of infinite possibilities, there will be countless opportunities, and there will be countless situations that you can't imagine. Half-leisure is an opportunity for Lu Fusheng, whether you are envious, jealous or hateful, or disdainful, this is all Lu Fusheng's opportunity. ”

"Does Master mean that Lu Fusheng should enjoy the fruits of half-leisure for no reason?" Pan Yuan bit his lip and looked unwilling.

Half-idle sneered: "Dissatisfied? If you don't accept it, you will hold it. ”

"But obviously I'm no worse than Lu Fusheng, why can't you be mine?" Pan Yuan looked at Banxian with red eyes, his face full of infatuation, "I like you from the first time I see you, even if you are a sword, what's the matter?" Which of the male cultivators in the world is as good as you? Look at me in half a spare time, you tell me if I'm not as good as Lu Fusheng? ”