Wan Yanqing and Xiao Jiansheng had a contact in Yinfeng Pavilion, and several of them were extorted from Lang Yuan that night, because the young man in front of him, although he didn't have a lot of money, he couldn't swallow that breath, and he didn't dare to have an opinion on Xiang Lang Yuan, so he became more and more hostile to Xiao Jiansheng, in his mind, it must have been this poor boy's bad idea that night.

What's even more infuriating is that this guy is not ashamed to let himself draw his sword, or not? Wan Yanqing's face was cold, and he held the hilt of the sword lightly, and the blunt sword that had not been opened slowly came out of the inch.

Wan Yanqing frowned, looking at Xiao Jiansheng's still calm pace, and wondered if this kid was going to cheat again, so he stopped drawing his sword, clicked, and returned the blunt sword to its sheath.

He didn't come to kill people today, basically based on temptation, this is also the result of discussions with Huo Hai and Hua Tangchun, of course, it is best to kill, but he is not very sure, although the one hundred and ten taels of gold are very tempting, but those two nepetals are more worth having, but how to enjoy it without life, he would rather share the consequences with everyone with less money.

Just now, he casually brought an angry young man in the academy, wanting to test the depth of the water, but he was very disappointed, and he inevitably repaid the money to appease him afterwards.

However, he also saw from the side that Xiao Jiansheng was as cunning as ever, and he actually hid a sword in a snowdrift, what kind of trick is this?

Wan Yanqing already had a plan in his heart, his muscular palm gripped the blunt sword hilt hanging from his waist vigorously, but he didn't pull it out again, he walked towards Xiao Jiansheng, looked at him with contempt and said lightly: "I really want to know that without Xiang Langyuan to support you, where did you get the confidence to let me draw the sword, are you worthy?"

Xiao Jiansheng said happily: "Actually, I don't want you to draw your sword, as the saying goes, many friends have many roads, and many enemies have many walls, since you dare to appear in Qingshiping at this time, then we will never be friends again in this life, as for the enemies...... You take it easy. ”

Xiao Jiansheng didn't pay attention to Yan Qing anymore, walked straight to the side of the twelfth longitudinal line, and began to pick up the broken broom and sweep it up, his exhalation and inhalation did not have any regularity, in short, it was good to make himself comfortable, the two green lights in his body did not need to be carefully visited to know that they were burning very vigorously, recalling that when he first came to Qingshiping, he couldn't even pick up this broom, and now it has only been a few days, and earth-shaking changes have taken place, Xiao Jiansheng understands that this is all the credit of the passing scriptures, he can feel the light and heat brought by the burning of the two lamps, which is moisturizing his body a little bit, so he is even more looking forward to the lighting of the third lamp。

The fair-skinned young man's flying sword just now only pierced his skin, and the damage caused to him by Hua Tangchun was much lighter than the original time, so he really wanted to know how much protection this purple luck could bring him, and whether he could block Xu Xiangyi's sword now?

At this moment, dust, leaves, broken branches and ice slag were flying all over the bluestone floor, revealing a strong choking smell, Chen Yiming knew that Xiao Jiansheng's words just now were also said to him, although he didn't expect to be angry and stand on the side of Xiao Jiansheng and Xiang Langyuan, but after listening to those words, he felt a little lonely.

Chen Yiming looked at Xiao Jiansheng's back and shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that there was no matter for him today, so he retreated to the stone steps.

Wan Yanqing had to squint his eyes and take a few steps back to look at Xiao Jiansheng's shaking ass, no matter how he changed positions, the rhythmic writhing ass was always facing him, which made him feel very breathless.

Wan Yanqing's face became worse and worse, and he asked loudly through the heavy dust and debris, "Are you forcing me to use my sword?"

Xiao Jiansheng's ass was still twisted happily, only a sneer, and no reply.

After Yan Qing said again: "Do you think I don't dare to draw my sword?"

Xiao Jiansheng didn't reply and said directly: "At least you are waiting for someone in your heart." ”

Wan Yanqing's breathing became a little heavy, he subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword, and was ready to draw the sword, but he tried his best to restrain it, he knew that the young man went back just now, Huo Hai and they were almost there.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng stopped cleaning, held the broom with one hand, and quietly looked at Wan Yan Qing and said disdainfully: "As far as I know, in the battle of Fengjin back then, you Wanyan people slaughtered my Fengtian people, although it is hateful, but I admit that the blood of the Wanyan family is very strong, so I am very suspicious now that you are surnamed Wanyan, glory and wealth are very important, but it is also prudent to recognize your father." ”

Xiao Jiansheng sneered twice and continued to clean up as if nothing had happened.

Wan Yanqing was finally willing to lower his head, and looked at the blunt sword in his hand seriously, this blunt sword named Qiu Long is very valuable, weighing more than forty catties, with a total length of four feet and three inches, the reason why it is called a blunt sword is because Qiu Long does not need to open the blade, it can cut gold and jade, not to mention killing, both sides are toothed like dragon scales, of course, the main reason for the value is related to the mother.

Before he decided to leave the Jin Kingdom to go to Wuji Palace to practice, his mother ignored the white eyes of those half-brothers and sisters, and asked for Qiu Long from his father in a low voice, first, he wanted to use Qiu Long to elevate his identity, and second, as a warrior of the Great Jin Kingdom, how could he have no sword in his hand.

Xiao Jiansheng had already seen that the sword was not a mortal thing, so he deliberately ignited Yan Qing, just to try the power of this sword, so when he was cleaning, his mind kept locking on this sword, and just when he had just swept out the thirteenth vertical line, he sensed that Yan Qing's saber made a buzzing sound.

At this time, Wan Yanqing's face was calm, he took a heavy step under his feet, his body suddenly rose from the ground, and he crossed the height of the three-story pavilion, then he drew his sword in his hand, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and projected a black shadow of a person and a sword in the ground.

The long sword roared and broke the wind in an instant, although Xiao Jiansheng had already prepared, but the gap in the realm made him look a little clumsy, and the broom was heavy, in a hurry, he could only hold up the broom to meet the sword shadow to block, and in an instant, a sword slashed on the dilapidated broom, there was no gorgeous collision and violent impact, the scale-like blade of the dragon blunt stegosaurus pressed the broom and suddenly bent down into a full bow, and when the downward arc of the bow was infinitely close to the top of Xiao Jiansheng's head, Wan Yanqing was in the air, with a sneer on his face, at this moment, he leaked out the strength close to the five realms and the sword qi from the dragon sword that did not belong to him, and rushed down like a flood beast。

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng felt a tearing sensation in his heart, as if there was a force to tear him in half, his arms were no longer so straight, his legs were bent, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting, the flesh on his face was trembling, when the bluestone brick under his feet shattered, he also spurted out a mouthful of black blood, the whole person was squeezed and flew out, spilled blood along the road, and his body rolled out more than a dozen feet away.

At this time, Xiao Jiansheng's pain was unstoppable, his arms seemed to have been broken, and the broom in his hand was difficult to lift, he watched as Wan Yanqing's toes touched the ground and immediately changed the sword style, drawing an arc in front of him, and the majestic sword qi of the dragon sword swept towards Xiao Jiansheng's waist like a crescent moon.

Xiao Jiansheng didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, he didn't have time to summon Hua Ling, and he didn't have time to get up, so he used a broom to protect his waist, and at the same time as the sword qi hit the worn-out broom, Xiao Jiansheng's backbone suddenly bulged back, making a click, is it broken?

He was already unconscious, his body slid against the ground for dozens of feet, and began to spurt blood out continuously, and the black-red blood water stained the ice and snow that had not yet melted underground, stained the bluestone bricks red, and also stained his clothes.

Xiao Jiansheng frowned, stood up leisurely with the broom, at this moment, his waist was more bent than the blind man, and the backbone of the back of the waist had already protruded a big bag, Wan Yanqing did not take out the sword again, he gritted his teeth and tried to twist his waist, but there was only the sound of the friction of the bones directly seeping people, and his waist could not move at all.

The green lamp above his head was still burning, but the one in the middle of his body had already shown signs of fluttering, and Xiao Jiansheng's face suddenly turned pale.

Wan Yanqing took a few steps forward, and said with pride in his eyes: "This sword is called Qiu Long, although it has no edge, it can break through the hardest armor in the world, this son knows that your body is a little special, but I don't know if you can be my third sword without the broom of Huang Laoxian?"

Xiao Jiansheng smiled bitterly, simply put down the broom that couldn't be lifted anymore, and said slowly: "Try it." ”

As soon as his welcome fell, he saw Yan Qing's left hand flat-ended Qiu Dragon Sword, and his right hand slammed into the hilt of the sword, and the Qiu Dragon Sword turned into a dazzling ray of light and shot straight towards Xiao Jiansheng's chest, which was the position in the middle of the chest.

Xiao Jiansheng's eyes finally showed a nervous look, but in the face of such a fast sword, he couldn't dodge it at all, just when he had just condensed Yuanyang's qi into a thick air cushion in the middle of his body, an invisible sword qi came first, straight through his middle position, and the dragon sword followed.