"What are you, what are you doing?" the young man said in a loud and strange tone.

"Who? I'm the master here. Qingluan replied with his head held high.

"I don't recognize you," the boy shook his head, "I can't come up." ”

"Here I can come and go, and no one can control me. Qingluan raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

"Go down!" said the young man, pointing down the hill.

"Get out of here!" Qingluan, who was already hot, seemed to be angered by this young man, she handed the ferret in her arms to Xiaochuan, and her right hand was already on the dragon rope.

When the young man saw that Qingluan wanted to make a move, he was not afraid, but when he saw that his knees were slightly bent, and he held a short blade with purple light in his right hand in front of him, he actually made an attack posture.

"Where did you come from, the wild boy, dare to take care of the old lady!" Seeing that he not only did not retreat at all, but made an offensive appearance, Qingluan exploded. Qingluan instantly pulled out the dragon rope, Xiao Chuan only felt that his eyes were flickering, and his mother's figure had already rushed towards the young man with a piece of golden light.

Hearing a crisp sound, the short blade in the young man's hand blocked Qingluan's dragon rope, and sparks burst out in an instant.

Xiao Chuan felt that with his mother's ability, even if he had reservations, this young man would probably have to spurt out a mouthful of old blood. But the next moment, his eyes widened: in a hard encounter with no skill at all, Qingluan was shocked and took several steps back, but the young man opposite her was as steady as a rock, as if he was this emerald mountain.

You must know that Qingluan is a strong person in the Xuanying Period of the Ascension Realm, and her cultivation has been the true inheritance of Liang Tiance, and she is acting in a domineering way, originally thought that it would be a collision that was unilaterally crushed, but it was Qingluan who fell behind.

Not only Xiao Chuan, but even Qingluan was taken aback, she didn't feel any strong spiritual power fluctuations from this young man, and originally wanted to teach him a small lesson, so this seemingly ferocious impact actually gained a lot of power. But she never expected that this young man would resist so easily. This shows that this young man's strength is at least no worse than her.

Qingluan is almost difficult to find opponents among her peers, let alone facing opponents who are even smaller than her. After a moment's pause, she stopped holding her hand.

I saw that the blue light of her right hand holding the dragon rope rose sharply, and the dragon rope was wrapped around it like a glove, and then Qingluan's pink fist blasted towards the young man with a vicious wind.

The young man unhurriedly withdrew his right hand holding the short blade in front of him, and his left hand clenched into a fist, which was also a punch.

This time, the young man finally didn't take advantage of it anymore, and he took three steps back, and he couldn't help but look different. Qingluan was unforgiving, and rushed forward here, slapping the young man's right shoulder with a palm.

The young man's figure dodged the palm slightly, and his left hand swung up again. Qingluan directly took the punch with his right hand, and the two of them fought together at the moment. Neither of them used any spiritual skills, they simply added their fists and kicks.

However, the more this is the case, the more frightening the fierce fight to the flesh becomes.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Xiao Chuan had already hid away with the ferret in his arms. What is the way this young man came from, he is actually on a par with his mother at a young age, is there even a hunter in this Cuiwei Mountain who is so good? Xiao Chuan saw that the two of them were fighting more and more fiercely, and there was no attitude of giving in to each other, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. But with his level, he would never dare to come forward to help, to put it bluntly, the aftermath of the battle between the two top powerhouses of the Ascension Realm could kill him in an instant.

At the moment, Xiaochuan was in a hurry on the side, but Qingluan and the young man were fighting. When she was in the Arctic Ice Field, Mu Jun gave in to her everywhere, never refused to compete with her with her real strength, and she had no intention of fighting in the face of many opponents on the night of Blood. But this young man is similar to her realm and infinitely powerful, she is like a chess opponent, and the short grappling actually makes her feel hearty.

So she took a step back with a clear roar, and then the spiritual power around her body churned, and she rushed into the dragon rope at a rapid speed. The seemingly slender dragon rope instantly burst into golden light, and even the air around it seemed to be boiling, making a "snort" sound.

Here, Xiaochuan recognizes this trick, his mother's stunt Qingfengyan. Infuse Qingluan's strong spiritual power into the dragon rope, stimulate its extremely hot attributes, and then wave out with the spiritual power with lightning speed, as if a gust of green wind swept with golden flames, Xiao Chuan saw his father and her mother last time, and even his father had to take this move seriously.

When the young man saw this scene, he really looked serious, as if he knew the power of this trick. The short blade of his right backhand crossed in front of him, and his left hand quickly brushed along the blade, and then the short blade swung out violently. A silver blade of light was like lightning, mixed with a thunderous sound, and slashed towards Qingluan's Qingfeng Yan.

A loud "boom" sounded, and Xiao Chuan felt that the entire mountain shook at that moment, stirring up countless gravel and wood, and the place where the two fought just now was no longer grassy, and the violent impact even turned the nearby mountain rocks into powder.

Xiao Chuan squatted down and squatted far behind a boulder, so that he could avoid the impact and not be affected.

Qingluan and the young man still stood facing each other, although the two were in the most violent place, their bodies were still spotless, but the desire to fight seemed to be stronger in the eyes of both sides.

Qingluan suddenly put away her dragon rope, clasped her hands together, and slowly closed her eyes. I saw that the cyan spiritual power around her body was surging more violently, as if there was a blue bird with wings soaring in that spiritual power. With the formation of this blue bird, the spiritual power of the entire mountain range even began to fluctuate violently, and at that moment, Xiao Chuan felt that his blood was boiling inexplicably.

Xiao Chuan was blinded, what kind of spiritual skill is this? I have never seen it performed.

The young man on the other side saw this scene, and his face gradually became solemn, and he saw that he tucked the short blade at his waist and took off the longbow on his back. Immediately after that, he took another feather arrow in his hand and began to draw his bow and arrow towards Qingluan.

The young man's longbow and feather arrows were quite strange, and they originally felt ordinary when they were carried on his back, but when they were held by the young man in his hand, there was a faint halo on the bow and arrows, which seemed a little sacred. And when the feather arrow was on the string, the halo instantly became cold, and the arrow flashed a chilling light, Xiao Chuan just looked at it from a distance and felt a little short of breath, feeling that the arrow seemed to have pierced himself.

The arrow was aimed at the figure of the blue bird behind Qingluan, and both of them were brewing earth-shattering power, and the next moment of collision was bound to be a terrifying scene of the sky falling apart.

"Stop!"

Just as the two huge forces were about to collide, a crisp but penetrating voice suddenly came from behind the young man.

Although compared to the earth-shattering spiritual skills being performed, this voice didn't seem to be anything. But the three people present all heard clearly, Xiao Chuan didn't know who was coming, but the two sides of the confrontation stopped in unison, the blue bird behind Qingluan gradually dissipated, and the young man's longbow was back on his body.

Qingluan looked at the direction of the voice behind the young man with some excitement, and the young man turned around and knelt down on one knee directly.

As the boy knelt, a slender figure emerged from behind him.

I saw that the person who came was dressed in white, his skin was whiter than snow, his long hair was draped in his vest, and his eyes were like a pool of clear water. But now the woman's cold arrogance and agility have a bit of surprise and inexplicable look, which adds to the cuteness.

"Second Senior Sister!" Qingluan said three words slowly, and she burst into tears in an instant when she was still full of murderous anger just now.

"Xiao Wu, who are you?" The woman saw Qingluan's mood swings, so she instantly came to her side. Qingluan opened her arms and hugged her tightly and then cried profusely, like a child who went home to see his parents after being wronged outside.

The person who came was Qingluan's second senior sister, Yin Xiaoyi.

Yin Xiaoyi is the second oldest in the First Pavilion, second only to the senior brother Yang Wenxue. She is like a fire, and she has been obsessed with martial arts since she was a child, and she is also strong in spiritual skills. Because Liang Tiance doesn't care about trivial matters in the pavilion every day, and the senior brother has always been gentle, Yin Xiaoyi can be said to be the actual "head" of the first pavilion, and the homework and practice of the junior brothers and sisters, and the challenges of the outside world are all responsible for and enjoy it. And because she and Qingluan have extremely strong personalities, the relationship between the two is also very close in the first pavilion.

This time, Qingluan saw the second senior sister as if she had seen her own sister, and the previous sad emotions could no longer be suppressed, and the strength she pretended to be in front of the master and the senior brother disappeared in an instant, and she cried uncontrollably for a while.