Chapter 62: Fighting
"Good, good, good. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiong Jian said hello three times in a row, and turned his head to the middle-aged man on the side: "Bring my knife." ”
The middle-aged man glanced up at him and turned away.
"It is rumored that Mrs. Lan's strength is extremely strong, and she is invincible in the Demon Forest, but today Xiong wants to ask for a few tricks to see if the rumors are exaggerated."
Xiong Jian had long noticed that Lan Xinru's realm seemed to have fallen, thinking that it was caused by internal injuries suffered in the first battle between the Zhu and Li families, and felt that this was the time when Lan Xinru's strength was the weakest, and with the sword in his hand, he had the certainty of winning, so he had the idea of fighting with him.
Lan Xinru said disdainfully: "I advise the pavilion master not to humiliate himself." ”
"You... Hmph, I'd like to see who brought the humiliation on himself. "Xiong Jian is also a martial artist in the middle stage of true martial arts, and he was so despised by an opponent of the same level, he was ashamed and indignant, and his eyes even began to faintly flash with murderous intent.
Soon the middle-aged man returned with the knife, Xiong Jian took the knife in his hand, and his confidence increased greatly.
The knife is gold and blue, the handle is dragon-shaped, the shape is simple and atmospheric, the lines are smooth, like the generation of heaven and earth, and there is no trace of man. This knife was the low-priced magic weapon that Yun Tian auctioned in the Treasure Pavilion.
Lan Xinru didn't know that this knife came from the hand of Yun Tian, so when she saw this knife at first glance, she was also surprised.
After starting to cultivate the truth, Lan Xinru's spiritual power was much stronger than before, and for the use of spiritual power and the classification of magic weapons, Yun Tian was full of teaching.
Therefore, she just used her spiritual power to probe slightly, and she saw that this knife was a low-level magic weapon, although it was far inferior to the short sword that Yun Tian had refined for her, but a low-level magic weapon was indeed the best thing in this demon forest.
Lan Qiu also saw the extraordinaryness of this knife, he probably knew where Xiong Jian's confidence came from? I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.
The two had no intention of choosing another venue, so they confronted each other in this hall.
Xiong Jian's face was calm, and his momentum slowly condensed, while Lan Xinru, on the other hand, stood opposite very casually, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she looked quite indifferent.
Looking at the other party's style, Xiong Jian snorted coldly in his heart.
Zhenyuan moved, his feet stepped on the ground slightly, and he swept towards Lan Xinru with both hands, and at the same time held the knife in both hands, his arms moved slightly, and in an instant, seven or eight sword shadows slashed towards Lan Xinru in all directions.
That's not all, the sword shadow just came out, but it suddenly turned into three, and seven or eight sword lights suddenly turned into twenty, almost covering Lan Xinru's whole body.
The cold knife light is breathtaking, Lan Xinru looks at the sword shadow that rushes to it, his eyes are slightly condensed, and his spiritual power probes into it, but he finds that all the knife shadows are illusory, and the knife body is actually hidden behind the knife shadow, and each knife shadow has a faint connection with the knife body, and can be merged at any time.
In other words, anyone with a sword shadow may turn from virtual to real, and kill someone by surprise.
Lan Xinru showed a look of surprise, fortunately, her mental power has increased dramatically now, and her use of spiritual power has also undergone earth-shaking changes, if she had been placed before, she would not have been able to detect such a change at all, and she would have been very likely to be injured if she was not careful.
Now it's naturally different. Lan Xinru stretched out her right hand to her back and shook it behind her back as before, and the blue light short sword appeared in her hand out of thin air again. Then he raised his right hand and pointed to the side and forward, and a cyan beam of light shot out from the short sword.
only heard the sound of "dang", the shadow of the knife in the sky dissipated, Xiong Jian stood on the spot with a shocked face, the knife in his hand was buzzing to the side, and the fingers holding the knife trembled slightly.
He originally thought that he would be able to give Lan Xin a dismount with the help of the power of the sword.
Who knew that as soon as his sword turned into three, the technique between virtual and real was broken at a glance.
And the other party's casual sword light is also terrifyingly powerful, the moment the sword light hits the blade, the knife almost flies out of his hand, and his arm is still numb.
How can such a strength have the appearance of regression in the realm of injury, it is even stronger than the rumors.
The middle-aged man and Qin Guanyue didn't expect the other party to suppress Xiong Jian with a casual move, and they both showed expressions of disbelief.
Perhaps it was a coincidence, Xiong Jian couldn't believe that the other party could see through his blade at a glance, gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and shot again.
This time, with all his might, the knife flower was angrily pulled, and dozens of knife shadows appeared in the sky in an instant.
The blue heart is like a hint of mockery, it is still a little casual, and the blue light reappears.
"When". The shadow of the knife is gone.
Xiong Jian fought again. "When", "When", "When".
Xiong Jian took a few steps back, his body was almost unstable, and he was supported by the middle-aged man and Qin Shuyue behind him.
When he stabilized his figure, he saw Xiong Jian's face pale, his chest rising and falling violently, although his right hand could barely hold the knife, he trembled non-stop, and a wisp of blood gushed down from the corner of his mouth, and he looked like he had suffered a lot of internal injuries.
"Does the Bear Pavilion Lord want to fight again?" Lan Xinru asked indifferently.
It's just that her current mood is far from being as indifferent as her expression, although she has heard Yun Tian say that the cultivation of the true practice is extremely powerful, but she has not yet fought with anyone, and she doesn't know the specifics.
Now that her realm has fallen, her combat power has increased instead of decreasing, and it is roughly estimated that her strength at this time is far superior to that of the masters in the late stage of Zhenwu.
Lan Xinru was shocked and speechless, this is only the early stage of foundation building, what if he is promoted to the middle or even the late stage and peak realm? Does the True Martial Realm still have opponents?
Even the top masters of the Heavenly Martial Realm dare to take a beat? What will it be like if you step into the realm of Yudan? Lan Xinru almost didn't dare to think about it.
Lan Qiu watched from behind, and his face was also brilliant. He seemed to faintly see that the Yun family was standing at the pinnacle of this realm.
His eyes turned slightly to the south, and he sighed in his heart: Master, if you knew that Miss married into such a family and gave birth to such a son, would you regret your original decision?
Xiong Jian's face was extremely gloomy, and he looked at Lan Xinru and said indifferently: "Sure enough, it is a rumor that it is better to meet, and Xiong has written down today's events." If you have nothing else to do, please leave. ”
Lan Xinru squinted slightly, "I advise the Lord of the Bear Pavilion to return the encroached property, otherwise, Mrs. Ben can only let someone take it in person, and if there are any casualties at that time, it will be no wonder to me." Leave. With that, he turned his head and walked away.
Xiong Jian looked at Lan Xinru, who was swaggering away, and couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth, gritting his teeth and whispering: "Yun family, this matter is not over." ”
Qin Guanyue looked at Lan Xinru's departing back, her eyes flickering, and she didn't know what she was thinking?
The middle-aged man said worriedly: "Pavilion Master, are you okay?" ”
Xiong Jian waved his hand and gasped: "Immediately prepare a letter and invite my eldest brother to come to the Demon Forest." ”
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, then he showed joy and replied, "Yes, Pavilion Master, my subordinates will do it immediately." ”
Hearing this, Qin Shuyue came back to her senses, but her complexion changed slightly.
Out of the Treasure Pavilion, Lan Qiu asked, "Miss, aren't you worried about the background behind the Treasure Pavilion?" ”
Lan Xinru calmly analyzed as she walked: "There's no need to worry, the Treasure Pavilion business is all over the Qin Kingdom, and its reputation has always been good, and I have never heard of anything about forcibly seizing other people's properties." This incident must be caused by Xiong Jian, the master of the sub-pavilion, and the Treasure Pavilion may not stand out for him. Again..."
Lan Xinru glanced at Lan Qiu and said indifferently: "With the current strength of our Yun family, the Treasure Pavilion must have a good tooth to deal with us." Moreover, with the growth rate of our strength, after a while, even if the Treasure Pavilion wants to move, it will depend on whether they have the courage to do so. ”
Lan Qiu nodded approvingly.