Qian Jiang looked at Yun Wuxian like this, disgusted with him to the extreme, thinking that he must teach this guy who has no one in his eyes a good lesson, Qian Jiang looked at Qi Changsheng who was sleeping on the ground in despair, although he had some pity for him, but all this was his own doing, and Long Jianren didn't say anything more.

He left here with Jiang Yueyin, and as he walked, Jiang Yueyin said to Long Jianren, "Young Master Qian, don't you hate that Yun Wuxian very much." Qian Jiang nodded, his disgust for Yun Wuxian did not need to be concealed.

Jiang Yueyin looked at Qian Jiang with a smile and said, "I'll help you teach him a lesson, I hate him a lot." When Qian Jiang heard this, he said to her: "No need, such a villain, if you go to teach a lesson, dirty your hands, leave everything to me." Jiang Yueyin nodded, took Qian Jiang's hand and said: "You have to be careful, this cloud is not traceable and deep Miaoyun Sword Technique True Transmission, and the battle is amazing, he went down the mountain three years ago to try, during this period he eradicated a lot of bandits, and once fought with the disciples of the Imperial Qi in the door without falling behind." ”

Qian Jiang nodded and said: "Indeed, although his character is despicable, his swordsmanship is very sophisticated, and he doesn't have many tricks, but he still has some shortcomings in us." Hearing our words, Jiang Yueyin's face turned even redder, and she said to him: "Tomorrow, you come to see the game, I have always looked at Ling Feifan's strength, I hope you can come and see it." Qian Jiang nodded, and after the two separated, Qian Jiang continued to cultivate.

When it was time for the game, Qian Jiang came to the ring, looked at the haggard Qi Changsheng who was like dead wood on the stage, and understood how big the blow was to him in the past few days, if he didn't win this battle, he would really become one win and six defeats, which was the worst result of Changshengmen.

When Ling Feifan took the stage, Qi Changsheng looked at Ling Feifan with longing eyes, hoping that he could give himself a face, Ling Feifan looked at him like this, sighed softly and said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Qi." ”

At the beginning of the game, Ling Feifan began to compete with Qi Changsheng, Qi Changsheng saw that his sword moves were slow, leaving room for him, thinking that he had intentions, so he raised his fighting spirit and began to attack. But no matter how he attacked, Ling Feifan was undefeated, Qi Changsheng mistakenly thought that Ling Feifan was ready to make himself lose better and compete with himself for the true yuan, so he began to attack with confidence.

Qian Jiang frowned and looked at it below, his thoughts were naturally different from Qi Changsheng, he could see that Ling Feifan wanted to save him a little face, lest he lose ugly, this Qi Changsheng actually beat the snake and put a stick, and he was still relying on.

Ling Feifan still looked calm, the two sides had been competing for an hour, Ling Feifan panted and put the sword on Qi Changsheng's neck, and said to Qi Changsheng: "Senior brother, admit it." Qi Changsheng's eyes were glazed, and when he was about to hit his neck against the sword, Ling Feifan quickly put away his sword and said to Qi Changsheng: "Senior Brother Qi, no." Qi Changsheng muttered: "There is no point in living now, why should you stop it?"

Ling Feifan said to him: "With the age of senior brother, you can still participate in the next session, why give up on yourself like this?" Qian Jiang heard this, and always felt that something was wrong, Qi Changsheng Seagod stood up with a dull expression, and said with a dull gaze, Qi Changsheng Seagod stood up with a dull expression, and said with a dull look: "It's over, everything is over." ”

Ling Feifan looked at all this in front of him, only sighed, and then left the ring, Qian Jiang looked at the scene in front of him, and had some feelings in his heart, if Gu Jinghong hadn't met him, he might have ended up like this, how many people have lost their minds for this group of heroes, Qian Jiang thought, is there a need for this group of heroes to be held.

He thought about it for a while, and then was pulled away by Jiang Yueyin, looking at the smile on Jiang Yueyin's face, Qian Jiang said to her: "Yueyin, you will be guarding the ring from tomorrow, I don't know if you are sure?"

Jiang Yueyin said with a smile: "The goal is seven victories, I don't know if I can reach this realm." After Qian Jiang heard this, he said to her: "Very good, come on, my goal is also seven wins." Jiang Yueyin nodded and looked at Qian Jiang with a smile, and said to Qian Jiang: "It's good, we have the same goal, it depends on who can achieve it." After Jiang Yueyin finished speaking, she said shyly: "Brother Qian, I hope to see your arrival tomorrow." Qian Jiang nodded, and the two walked hand in hand for a while, and then each returned to their rooms.

Qian Jiang didn't cultivate, so he couldn't break through this third trick, and he wasn't ready to force it open, so he would rest for a day or two for the time being, and wait for his heart to recover and almost rush to the trick.

Early the next morning, Qian Jiang came to the ring, at this time Jiang Yueyin had already arrived, she stood on the ring, carefully measured the ring with her footsteps, she measured for a long time, before choosing a position that was favorable to herself, she stood in that position and breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Qian Jiang's arrival, and said happily: "Brother Qian, you are coming,"

Defeat the enemy. Jiang Yueyin said shyly: "One move to defeat the enemy is just a joke, Brother Qian, don't make fun of me." Qian Jiang nodded, stood there quietly, looking forward to this game, he couldn't see through the two of them, hoping to take this opportunity to take a good look at the two of them.

Time passed slowly, and it was time for the game, Shi Yanzhi came to the ring again, he looked at Jiang Yueyin's position, and couldn't help frowning, but he quickly smiled, and then opened the bamboo slip again, and said to Jiang Yueyin: "Miss Jiang, I'm not good at hands, if you break my shield, I will lose." ”

Jiang Yueyin nodded with a smile and said to Shi Yanzhi: "Then thank you, senior brother." After finishing speaking, Jiang Yueyin and other poems urged the light mask, and then pulled out the sword, the moment the long sword was unsheathed, Jiang Yueyin turned into that cold appearance again, her face was like frost, and the cold aura emanated from her body was all over her body.

The long sword in Jiang Yueyin's hand quickly stabbed towards Shi Yanzhi's shield, constantly compressing the shield, this trick she learned from Gu Jinghong. Qian Jiang looked at Shi Yanzhi's appearance, and felt that this move might not be effective, and sure enough, when Jiang Yueyin was testing the boundary, when Jiang Yueyin was exerting his strength here, a huge force bounced out again.

Jiang Yueyin's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to be tentative, and at first he smiled with a smile on his face, and then the smile gradually disappeared, and his expression gradually solidified, and he seemed to sense that something was wrong.