Chapter Eighty-Three: The Storm Meeting

Mirror Flower Hunan Pavilion.

After Lan Qiu defeated Lian Shen, no one dared to come forward to challenge, so after waiting for an hour, he went to Xiting in style.

The flow of onlookers rushed to the west pavilion like a torrent.

Shang Zheng saw the crowd from afar rushing over, got up, and stood still in the pavilion, waiting for his opponent.

Chang Dan stood outside the pavilion and waited and watched.

In the blink of an eye, there was already a commotion outside the pavilion.

The scholar on the side of the West Pavilion looked a little older, holding a pen and paper in his hand, recording.

At this moment, Lan Qiuxuan came, his clothes fluttering, full of confidence, and he had that crepe smile on his face all the time.

Shang Zheng had already begun to look at it, and when he saw that his opponent was so young, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, the rivers and lakes are really heroic. At the same time, an invisible aura pressed over, and Shang Zheng felt it really, which can only be done by people with profound internal skills.

"In the autumn of the Lower Lan Ye Gladiolus, come to ask for advice, fortunately!" Lan Qiuxuan was very polite, standing outside the pavilion and reporting to his home.

"In the lower Shangzheng, fortunately!" Shang Zheng was a little nervous in his heart, the person in front of him had already defeated Lian Shen, Lian Shen's strength could not be clearer, since he could be called the Northern Hero, it was naturally not to be underestimated, the young man in front of him easily defeated Lian Shen, it can be seen how powerful he is, besides, the Sanqing Palace is a faction of near immortals, who knows if there are any advanced exercises and sword skills.

The two of them had their own thoughts, looking at each other, Lan Qiuxuan walked into the pavilion and stood still opposite Shang.

There was silence...... Just like the situation of masters since ancient times, look at each other for a while.

"Come on!" Shang Zheng thought to himself, let's make a quick decision, and if he looks at it like this, he really can't resist those eyes.

Lan Qiuxuan nodded lightly, his wrist moved, the sword flashed with cold light, and the emerald green sword body gradually began to have sword qi to swim away, and suddenly, the killing intent in the pavilion fluctuated......

Shang Zheng was in his heart, the brave won when he met on a narrow road, so he simply struck first, he did not hesitate to raise his sword and swim away, sweeping towards Lan Qiu's chest.

Hearing only the sound of metal colliding, sharp and piercing, Lan Qiuxuan took Shang Zheng's first sword!

A sword is turquoise and bright, and the sword is dark in ink, and the heavy sword has no edge. Suddenly, the two of them were more energetic, only to see the two of them with cold eyebrows, and their eyes were cold.

At this time, some people outside began to wonder, this Lan Qiu's swordsmanship before the annihilation was light and wonderful, and it was not hard to touch, how could this fight with Shang Zheng be a head-on death?

The two in the pavilion are still holding each other......

Lan Qiuxuan thought to himself, since you are trying to fight head-on, then you will accompany you, don't think that if you work hard, my Lan Qiuxuan will not be as good as others, this time, I will give you a trick.

Just thinking about it, Shang Zheng seemed to be a little unable to hold on, and retreated backwards, opening up the distance.

Lan Qiuxuan seized the opportunity, and before Shang Zheng landed, he saw the shadow of Lan Ye's sword and sword swaying, shooting towards Shang Zheng.

Shang Zheng was shocked, and danced the Mofeng Sword, and suddenly a sword qi flew out, shaking the Lanye Sword.

Lan Qiu extinguished the flying body to catch the sword, and attacked Shang Zheng Tianling, Shang Zheng hurriedly withdrew, Lan Qiu extinguished the air, a sword pierced into the ground, and the ground crackled a few cracks.

Shang Zheng stabilized his posture and raised his sword.

"Moyi is the same as the recipe!"

Shang Zheng shouted, picked up the sword technique, and in an instant, the huge sword blade where the sword qi condensed pressed towards Lan Qiu.

The sword qi was so powerful that it enveloped the entire pavilion again, and Lan Qiu had no way to hide, so he had to raise his sword to meet it.

Jumped up, but was bounced back by the huge blade. was tightly pressed against the pavilion pillar, unable to move for a while, if it weren't for the Lan Ye Sword blocking his chest, I am afraid that at this time, the Mo Feng Sword would have been inserted in his heart.

Lan Qiu extinguished the secret way, what a powerful Mo Yi Tongsheng Technique, this Mo Wen Gu still has such a sword technique, it seems that he has to be more serious...... The huge pressure in his chest already made him a little breathless.

Shang Zheng frowned, thinking that he would simply end it directly, so as not to cause any extraneous branches, so he used all his strength, and for a while, the pavilion pillar cracked, and Lan Qiu extinguished a mouthful of blood spurting out.

"Throw in the towel." Shang Zheng persuaded.

Lan Qiuxuan smiled lightly.

Shang Zheng couldn't help but have a bad feeling, he was before, at that time, he was also smiling.

Just when Shang Zheng was thinking about it, Lan Qiuxuan chanted "Youlan Cao" again. The blue leaf sword qi flew away, like a flying leaf in the wind, it was mixed with the ink wind sword qi.

Shang Zheng secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly urged the Mofeng Sword to take Lan Qiu directly.

"Huaihe returns!" Lan Qiu said in a low voice, only to see that the sword body of Lan Ye began to condense the surrounding qi, becoming thicker and thicker.

Shang Zheng suddenly felt that the momentum of the Mofeng Sword had weakened, and he was shocked, what? What's going on? The huge blade of the sword qi condensed also gradually faded. He couldn't help but look at Lan Qiuxuan, only to see that Lan Qiuxuan was already sitting cross-legged at this moment, and the Lan Ye sword was hanging in front of him, constantly condensing the sword qi, getting thicker and thicker......

On the other hand, the Mofeng Sword, at this time, the sword qi was completely gone, and Shang Zheng had to withdraw the sword, hold it in his hand, and think about countermeasures. He had just roughly figured out that the song "Youlan Cao" could actually make Lan Yejian's sword qi assimilate the opponent......

At this time, Shang Zheng didn't dare to make any more killing moves, and he already had a trace of bad feeling in his heart.

"The way of heaven is always changing, winning or losing, you and I can't tell." Lan Qiu closed his eyes and said quietly.

Shang Zheng was slapped in the face at this time, and he was immediately ashamed, raised his sword to break through the Lan Ye Sword Formation, and struck at the hanging Lan Ye Sword with all his strength.

Lan Qiuxuan heard Shang Zheng move...... The corners of his mouth twitched.

I saw that the merchant was heading straight for the Lan Ye Sword, thinking about knocking the sword down first, so he really didn't care about anything......

Outside the field, everyone held their breath and waited for the final ending, if Lan Yejian was knocked away by Shang Zheng's sword, then the winner or loser was decided, if not...... Chang Dan stared at ...... The heart is like a hanging stone......

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In the air, a few drops of Shang Zheng's sweat dripped down.

The Ink Wind Sword and the Orchid Leaf Sword touch!

Shang Zheng's heart was relieved, and he was hit!

Look down...... Suddenly the color changed, and his face was like dead ashes. There was no longer Lan Qiu's figure on the ground.

Lan Qiuxuan's voice came from behind him: "The sword is me, and I am also the sword." ”

In the air, Lan Qiu threw a flying kick, turned over, and stepped Shang Zheng straight to the ground!

Shang Zheng suddenly felt that the sky was dark, and his eyes were black...... The Ink Wind Sword fell.

Chang Dan was frightened and hurriedly ran up, Lan Qiuxuan got down from Shang Zheng's back, stood aside with cold eyes, and Lan Ye's sword was majesticly sideways.

At this time, Qin Cheng squeezed out of the crowd and hurried to save Shang Zheng.

"Jianghu competition, why did you kill the killer?" While Qin Cheng helped Shang Zheng onto Chang Dan's back, he sharply questioned Lan Qiuxuan.

"Life and death are uncertain." Lan Qiu disappeared suddenly, and it was that familiar smile again, and he said quietly.

Qin Cheng was speechless, resentful in his heart, and waited secretly, this feud was all settled.

"When I settle down my eldest brother, I'll come to you to settle accounts!" Qin Cheng's eyes were red and he shouted.

"Wait, however, your location is in Nanting, don't go to the wrong place." Lan Qiuxuan said loudly deliberately.

This made Qin Cheng angry enough, he glanced at him fiercely, quickly picked up the Mofeng Sword, and went to find Lang Zhong with Shang Zheng behind his back with Chang Dan.

Lan Qiu put the sword into the sheath, jumped out of the pavilion, and went to the cliff of Luohu Mountain like a dragonfly.

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In the crowd, there were two pairs of eyes, filled with Lan Qiu's distant figure, and they all smiled in unison.