The long sky consumes the fairy tears, and the white fox is silent.

Mirror Flower Lake, Lake Center Pavilion.

The ten eyes are cold and cold, the famous weapons are in hand, and the small lonely pavilion suddenly becomes a sinister place.

The wind has disappeared, and only the snow is falling.

On the shore, the figure swayed, and the competition that was thought to be postponed due to the blizzard was still held as scheduled, and the miscalculated spectators, after learning the news, rushed from Lancang County and Chuyun County in the snow.

Who doesn't want to witness this battle with their own eyes.

At this moment, there are only ten people left in the pavilion, and they are engaged in the psychological battle before the war, even though the weather is cold, but there are still people who have wet backs, such as ...... Fan Shi! If it weren't for the Meteor Sword in his hand, his hands would have trembled at this moment.

The man in black and the young man stood far away by the shore bridge, and the thin ice on the lake, unconsciously, began to slowly crack, and countless cracks were like lightning, crackling and scattering.

The surrounding spectators shouted in unison, but no one moved, but they saw the ice open, and sure enough, this opening belonged to the master.

"Can Fan Shi do it?" The young man looked at the pavilion, a little worried, he was a little worried about Fan Shi, although the Nine Swords were not there this time, but the other nine people all belonged to the same level as the Nine Swords of the Crows, obviously, this was to catch the ducks on the shelves, it was really difficult.

"It doesn't matter." The words of the man in black made the surroundings even colder, and the young man's heart was awe-inspiring.

"Does he know about the family?" The young man suddenly remembered the news from Fanzhou and couldn't help asking.

"When the opportunity is right, tell him." When the man in black talked about this, he suddenly said in a low voice, as if he was a little sympathetic.

"Han Chufei did something stupid...... Alas. The young man couldn't help but regret that he originally thought that the new Metropolitan Governor of Yangzhou was a powerful person, but this matter was really a bit naïve, and if he wanted to deal with those clans, how could he generalize? Even if a strong man must break his wrist, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, where can it be solved by killing people alone.

"Isn't that what people are? Always tearing down the east wall and making up the west wall, doing something wrong is like making up for it, and when making up for it, you make a mistake, and then the cycle doesn't stop......" The man in black suddenly sighed.

The young man nodded when he heard this.

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There was a sound of snow treading.

The young man turned his head and saw a man, dressed in brocade and wearing a velvet robe, already in front of him.

"Your Excellency, good kung fu!" The man in black couldn't help but admire, this person came to his side silently, he didn't even notice it, such a master, except for the pavilion, there was only Mei Luochu, the eldest disciple of the Sanqing Palace.

"Presumably, Your Excellency is the person who operates this competition." Mei Luo's first long eyelashes were dyed with snow, and she approached the man in black with a smile and looked at it from a distance side by side.

"Childe is really amazing." The man in black couldn't help but move in his heart, and secretly said that the ability of the Sanqing Hall was really not blown.

"Hahaha, Your Excellency is really mysterious." Mei Luochu blinked and said with a smile.

"Where else is there a true face in the world? Childe doesn't have to care. The man in black said quietly, revealing infinite experience in the waves.

"The wind is mighty, and there is always clarity." Mei Luochu didn't seem to agree with this sentence and retorted.

The man in black smiled and stopped talking.

The two stood side by side, looking at the pavilion.

Behind him, the young man and Jiang Boping, who came with Mei Luochu, glanced at each other.

This time there should have been a Longquan sword in the pavilion, but this Jiang Boping took the initiative to give up, and I don't know why, the young man couldn't help but be full of doubts in his heart, he wanted to ask back then, after all, this Longquan sword is a famous weapon with a long history, since the last time he fought with Ji Yujian, the deeds of Longquan Sword reappearing in the rivers and lakes have been spread on the rivers and lakes.

However, Jiang Boping glanced coldly, and instantly made the young man retract his desire to know the details.

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Several people on the shore were silent.

A burst of snow crashes against the lake.

In the pavilion, the ten people had already stood for half a pillar of incense, and they still didn't move, Fan Shi couldn't hold it anymore, and he was already sweating, and even the corners of his clothes were wet. He secretly looked at a few people next to him, Wu Yiwen stood quietly with a sword, closed his eyes and recuperated, Chang Long stroked his beard and looked at the snow, thinking a lot, and then looked at the four people of Mowen Valley, but they looked like they were a little competitive, cautious, and paid attention to the others.

Lan Qiuxuan was still chic, leaning on the pillar and sitting on the railing, looking at the world and the world, his mind was calm, and it seemed that Hao didn't care about other people.

Look at Luo Feng again, in the huge pavilion, only he, he is rubbing the sword casually, the dragon sword is shiny, reflecting the white snow, Luo Feng sighed, wiped it carefully with a cloth, whether it was picked up and squinted to see if it was clean.

This light saber Meng Qing, naturally needless to say, looked west quietly, with affection in his eyebrows, his mind seemed to be sunk in the past, and it was difficult to extricate himself.

Fan Shi looked around, he was shocked, angry and funny, his heart was almost depressed, he wanted to attack but didn't dare, those present, to be honest, he had no confidence to fight him, he had no choice, he could only endure it and be more careful, after all, he felt that this was too quiet...... The silence was so terrible that even the people watching from the shore were silent......

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The shore was full of people.

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"Interesting...... "The man in black couldn't help but muttered to himself.

Mei Luochu smiled lightly, stretched out her hand, and took a snowflake, which instantly melted and turned into water vapor.

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"Don't do it again...... It's going to snow heavily. Mei Luochu's face was expressionless, and she said to herself.

The man in black moved his eyes and secretly glanced at Mei Luochu, his face gradually gloomy...... This guy ......

"Hi...... They are all here, so they are not afraid of any heavy snow, and they will be correct. When the young man heard this, he didn't think about it, but he answered.

The black-clothed people were suspicious in their hearts, could it be that what did Mei Luo Chu know? He didn't seem to be just talking about those people......

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While speaking, a figure in the pavilion finally couldn't help it, jumped out, the sword qi swept, and in an instant, the lake exploded, and countless broken ice rose, and the man used all his strength to urge those broken ice to fly towards the pavilion...... Densely packed with ......

Meng Qing smiled secretly, pulled out the light sword, and rushed towards the flying broken ice, the sword qi reverberate, and immediately swept away the danger in front of him, Meng Qing turned around, only to see that the pavilion was shrouded by a deep internal force, and the broken ice was shaken apart.

Fan Shi, who fell on the ice floe, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally left the breathless ghost place, whatever, strike first, if it doesn't work, fight first. It's just that the incomparably powerful internal force in front of him made him lose his confidence suddenly, in the pavilion, Chang Long urged the Chixiao Sword, and the sword qi was like a red dragon, wandering around the pavilion, forming a solid barrier, and those flying broken ice, the moment they touched it, turned into steam.

Fan Shi secretly said that it is not good, this Chixiao Sword is really powerful, it seems that it can't be moved anymore, if it moves again, I'm afraid that the red dragon that the sword qi turned into will definitely rush over directly.

Chang Long Yungong was engrossed, and at this time, Wei Wen, who was standing behind him, smiled sinisterly, and slowly pulled out the purple electric sword, preparing to sneak attack.

Qin Cheng on the side noticed Wei Wen's careful thoughts, and immediately stopped him, he shook his head. Where was Wei Wen willing to let go of such a good opportunity and pull Qin Cheng away. Qin Cheng was helpless, and hurriedly looked at Wu Yi to ask, but saw that Wu Yi just looked at it, and then closed his eyes and went to recuperate, as if he acquiesced to Wei Wen's actions.

Qin Cheng was incomprehensible, he felt that he must not do this, but ...... He had to look at Shang Zheng and wanted Shang Zheng to come out and stop Wei Wen, but Shang Zheng didn't know what was wrong, he just nodded, but he didn't move. At this moment, Qin Cheng had other thoughts in his heart.

This time, Wei Wen was even more proud, raised his eyebrows at Qin Cheng, raised his sword and bowed, and stepped forward secretly.

At this time, Luo Feng, who was standing next to Chang Long, was checking the situation outside the pavilion, and suddenly felt a cold wind running through his neck, and his heart was uneasy.

Wei Wen thought that Luo Feng would not make a move, so he pointed the sword blade at Chang Long's waist without any scruples, killing silently, he never thought that Luo Feng would raise his sword coldly, and as soon as he made a move, he blocked the purple electric sword, Wei Wen's sneak attack failed, Chang Long also noticed it instantly, and hurriedly turned around to deal with it.

The situation changed, the Chixiao Sword, the Dragon Slashing Sword, and the Qi Brush Brush were aimed at Wei Wen, and the killing intent was strong!

Wei Wen saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly retreated. Lian Shen on the side saw that Wei Wen was losing power, although he was very prejudiced against his sneak attack in his heart, but now he definitely couldn't see it with two fights and one hit, so he hesitated for a long time, but still picked up the Winter Thunder Sword and stepped forward to cover Wei Wen.

At this moment, Meng Qing stood on the top of the pavilion and watched the changes. Fan Shi sat on a piece of ice floe and watched the tiger fight.

Lan Qiuxuan saw that everyone had been fighting for a long time, and he hadn't made a move, he was thinking just now, what are these people rubbing against today? Just now, I suddenly understood that at this moment in the pavilion, the Ten Swords and Mowen Gu accounted for half, and the rest were all fighting on their own, and the people who made the first move were likely to become the target of the public. If so...... It would be very unfair, Mowen Valley monopolized the five swords, if they joined forces......

The more Lan Qiuxuan thought about it, the more wrong it became, why did Mo Wen Gu account for half of it? Didn't the trader think that once Mo Wengu joined forces, the others would have to be at least a dozen or five, if they were unlucky...... Then it's going to have to be a dozen nines, so how can this first battle be fair?

Luo Feng was wary of Wei Wen, and he was actually thinking about the same problem as Lan Qiuxuan in his mind, I am afraid that now, Chang Long and Meng Qing have already reacted. I didn't think about it so much at first, but when Wei Wen came out, Luo Feng suddenly noticed how strange the situation was, and in the battle of the ten swords, Mowen Gu actually accounted for five people...... The valley lord plus the four heroes......

Luo Feng thought about it, and couldn't help but look at Wu Yiwen, Wu Yiwen was closing his eyes and recuperating, his expression was calm, as if nothing had happened, Shang was behind Wu Yiwen, his eyes were deep, and his face was straight.

The old man suddenly remembered a sentence. Chang Long tilted his head and whispered.

"What?" Luo Feng stared at Wei Wen intently.

"You and I are all in the story." Chang Long smiled lightly and stroked his beard.

Luo Feng instantly remembered that this was what the storyteller said to Wu Yiwen in the lobby of the previous pavilion, hiss~ Luo Feng took a deep breath and understood that things were not simple, perhaps, this was all deliberately designed by Wu Yiwen, but why did he have to be the last one to shoot in the previous competition? And why did he design it like that? What is the motivation? Is it difficult to achieve just to compete for the first place?

A series of mysteries blurred in Luo Feng's mind......

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On the shore, Mei Luochu stood and stood, suddenly frowning.

"When people play chess, they play the game, and when they play chess, they play the game." In the wide cloak of the man in black, he also had the same expression as Mei Luochu, obviously, he miscalculated the situation in the pavilion.

"Who's the chess piece and who's the board?" Mei Luochu asked.

The man in black shook his head, sighed, and turned away, and the young man hurriedly followed.

Jiang Boping watched the two disappear into the wind and snow......

Mei Luochu pulled her robe and wrapped it tightly.

"Let's see who can break the game, let's go......"