"Boom!"

In the eyes of everyone, Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing slammed into each other's hands, and the scattered true qi stirred up a violent gust of wind, raising a large amount of dust.

Then, the two of them stepped back, each retreating five meters away before they could stand firm.

Lu Shenqing narrowed his eyes and said, "Haha! Good you Yang Yifan, you really have some ability! ”

Yang Yifan smiled: "You are not bad, it seems that the old man Yun still has a little vision and accepted you as an apprentice." ”

Lu Shenqing sneered, and his expression suddenly became serious: "However, although you have some ability, you still can't do it for me, next, let's not waste time, one blow determines the winner, whoever wins will be in charge, how about it!" ”

"Good!" Yang Yifan also knew that the time was almost delayed, and if it dragged on, he was afraid that the people around him would be suspicious, so he simply nodded directly, stretched out one hand, and an ordinary sword appeared in his hand.

As his divine weapon, Yang Yifan will not show it unless necessary.

"Qingfeng swordsmanship, the sword follows the wind."

Speaking softly, the long sword in Yang Yifan's hand instantly raised a breeze, this breeze blows, there seems to be nothing abnormal, but if you feel it carefully, you can feel a trace of killing intent and sword aura, and at the same time, the sword in Yang Yifan's hand seems to turn into a willow swaying in the wind, extremely elegant, but with amazing killing intent!

A sword! Pointing directly at Lu Shenqing's throat!

"Good time!"

In the face of such an amazing sword, Lu Shenqing was not surprised or rejoiced, Qingfeng swordsmanship was the work of his master Yun Qingfeng, and now he saw that there were successors to the swordsmanship, and he Lu Shenqing was also happy.

However, he naturally didn't show this happiness, so he still looked cold on the surface, only to see him wave with one hand, and a long sword was also taken out by him, and when he got the long sword, his temperament changed.

"Shen Xing Fu Yun Sword Technique!"

With a light snort, Lu Shenqing's body was full of true qi, and a milky white sword qi swallowed from the tip of the sword in his hand, like a winding and twisted spirit snake, and in the next second, it slammed into a sword slashed by Yang Yifan!

"Boom!" "Whew!"

The roar of the violent true qi and the sneer of the sword qi sounded almost at the same time, and the place where the two were fighting instantly overflowed with violent energy fluctuations, rippling like ripples, and some weak disciples of various sects felt this aura, their faces changed suddenly, and they hurriedly retreated.

Only Jun Fuhuan, Elder Qingyuan, Hu Lu and other sect masters did not change their colors in the face of this scattered True Qi fluctuation, but just wiped it out with a flick of their sleeves.

"Huh!"

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, a figure flew out upside down in everyone's sight like a kite with a broken string, from the depths of the alley, directly to the mouth of the alley.

This person is not Yang Feifei, but Lu Shenqing.

At this time, a big hole was torn in his chest, blood flowed, and he looked very terrifying, obviously, Yang Yifan's blow made him suffer a lot of injuries.

However, it is estimated that only Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing knew that although this wound seemed to be hideous and terrifying, in fact, he did not suffer much damage at all, just a little blood from the skin injury, and did not hurt the internal organs.

But in the eyes of outsiders, this is not the case at all!

How could this still be so badly injured? It's really moving!

At the beginning, Yang Yifan and Lu Shenqing were evenly matched, very exciting, and a group of people watched it with relish, and even forgot the purpose of coming, but at this time, when they saw someone injured, this group of people panicked at that time.

Who are these two?

The current head of the Sword Sect and the former head of the Sword Gate, if one of these two people really dies here, then the matter will not be a big deal?

If it were in normal times, these heads would know the inner bar of the sword gate, and I am afraid that they would laugh out loud in their dreams, but not now, this stall is not suitable!

If outsiders knew that a first-line sect in their association had an internal confrontation in front of so many people, and even one of them died, wouldn't it be a shame?!

Thinking of this, a group of people hurriedly set their eyes on Jun Fuhuan and the others.

Among these people present, only Peach Blossom Valley Elder Jun Fuhuan, the head of the Carefree Sect Hu Lu, Master Qingyuan of Shaolin Temple, and Elder Jin of the Nine Bags of Beggar Gang are qualified to persuade them!

But at this moment, the four of them didn't seem to see it, and they didn't have the slightest intention of persuading.

"Poof!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Shenqing's eyes flashed, and he acted directly, he forcibly forced out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Yang Yifan with a sad and angry face, he was going to go again!

"You're looking for death!"

Yang Yifan snorted coldly, and his figure flashed directly: "I'm looking for death?" Look who's dead! ”

"Huh!"

At the moment when Yang Yifan moved, Jun Fuhuan and the others finally couldn't stand still, they all frowned, their bodies flashed, and they rushed out almost at the same time, and instantly appeared in front of Yang Yifan and blocked it.

"Amitabha." Master Qingyuan gave a salute, and said with compassion on his face: "Master Yang, after all, Master Lu Qian is a member of your Sword Sect, and he has no second thoughts when he wants to come, so it's better to turn this matter into a small matter, forget it." ”

"Forget it?!" Yang Yifan squinted his eyes, thinking that if it was just like that, they would definitely suspect it, no, they would have to make trouble again.

Thinking of this, he directly turned cold and said, "That's not good, he hasn't taken it yet!" ”

Hearing this, Master Qingyuan sighed and said to Lu Shenqing: "Master Lu, you just said that one move will determine the victory, I don't know if there will be a result now?" ”

The level of the old monk's speech is different, in a word, he directly roasted Lu Shenqing on the fire, if he said that there was no result at this time, it would be a lie with his eyes open.

After all, so many people have seen that he was slashed away by Yang Yifan's sword, although this was his intention.

"Hmph, I'm convinced!"

The time was almost over, and Lu Shenqing simply nodded directly.

"That's pretty much it." Yang Yifan snorted.

"Forehead ......"

Jun Fuhuan, Hu Lu and the others were stunned, Yang Yifan and the others fought so fiercely, they thought they had to waste a lot of tongues, but they didn't expect it to be so simple and over.

Yang Yifan knew that it would definitely make people suspicious, so he directly changed the topic.

He looked around at the crowd and asked, "What are you all doing here?" Did the thief catch it? ”

"Thief?"

Hearing Yang Yifan's words, everyone was stunned.

That's right.

Aren't we here to catch thieves? What about thieves?

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally their eyes fell on Yang Yifan, and their expressions were called resentment.

Yang Yifan rolled his eyes: "Look at what I'm doing, do I have flowers or thieves on my face?" Go find it! ”

I'll go!

The expressions on everyone's faces became even more resentful.

Your sister, we were originally here to catch the thief, but then it was because of your guy who fought that we forgot for a while!

(End of chapter)