readx;? A white shirt sets off the slightly slender figure very tall, and a few strands of black hair casually hang down on the side of the face and gently sway with the night breeze, looking a little chic and elegant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Lan Jin's momentum is not as arrogant as Lan Chen, nor as vicious as Lan Shixun, but a kind of ruthlessness that hides needles in the cotton, and the feeling of the whole person gives people a sense of restraint that is full of edge, in other words, Lan Jin is not the kind of character who makes people pay attention to it at a glance, but the kind of person who looks ordinary at first glance, but the more you come into contact, the more you will find his terrible.

Because Lan Jin is a person who seems to be quite mediocre, but in fact, what lies beneath his mediocrity is an elusive weirdness, which is that no matter how you get in touch with it, you can't see through this person's heart at all.

Lan Jin's eyes were like two deep black holes, as if everything that came into his eyes would be sucked into the endless abyss in an instant, but Lan Jin's calm and casual appearance made people feel a slight palpitation inadvertently.

Lan Jin walked unhurriedly through the courtyard like a walk, walking from the left side of the courtyard to the right, and then slowly walking back to the left from the right side, and the appearance of looking down and muttering to himself seemed to be like a childlike child counting the footprints printed on the snow.

In front of the courtyard is the main hall, and the door of the hall is open in all directions, Xuan Zheng is sitting cross-legged on the futon in the middle, it can be said that there is only a few meters between Xuan Zheng and Lan Jin at this moment, and even the slight sound made by Lan Jin's feet on the snow, Xuan Zheng can hear it clearly. But even so, Xuan Zheng still didn't open his eyes, as if he hadn't discovered Lan Jin's existence at all. The two of them sat across the threshold of the main hall, one sat with his eyes closed in the hall, and the other counted his footprints outside the hall.

If Xuan Zheng didn't perceive Lan Jin's abnormality, it would be impossible at all. In fact, just after Chai Song took people away, Xuan Zheng had already felt a little weird, and the moment the door of the wing room was suddenly opened, Xuan Zheng had already guessed what was going to happen later. But Xuan Zheng understands that this time the opponent is by no means an ordinary person, and he has no chance to escape at all, so Xuan Zheng does not plan to escape. The so-called enemy does not move, I will not move, Xuan Zheng is waiting at the moment, waiting for Lan Jin to show his intentions.

"Seventeen steps!"

Suddenly, Lan Jin spoke, and there seemed to be a hint of a vague smile in his voice, and he opened his mouth with great interest: "This is indeed a small temple!"

"You walked eighteen steps!" Xuan Zheng in the hall also spoke, and at the moment he spoke, his closed eyes also slowly opened, only to see Xuan Zheng staring at Lan Jin with deep eyes, and said lightly, "You counted wrong!"

Hearing Xuan Zheng's words, Lan Jin frowned slightly and nodded, and there seemed to be a look of hesitation between his eyebrows. Then he actually walked to the far left side of the courtyard again, like a more serious child, and once again walked seriously step by step, and only after walking did he nodded, and said with annoyance: "Yes! It's eighteen steps, it seems that I did miss one step just now!" After finishing speaking, Lan Jin actually showed a grateful smile at Xuan Zheng, "You're right!"

"I never say the wrong thing!" Hyun Jeong replied.

"It is said that people are dying and their words are good, I believe what you are saying now!" Lan Jin's tone was as if he was chatting with an old friend, not only was he cold, but there was also a hint of cordiality.

"I don't know your honorable name?"

"Lan Jin!

"You're going to kill me?" Xuan Zheng's eyebrows raised slightly, and his tone was as flat as water.

"Not necessarily!" Lan Jin smiled slightly, he first looked up at the goose feather snow floating in the sky, and then rubbed his hands vigorously as if his body was very cold, and he also took a few hot breaths into his palms, and he still looked careless when he spoke, "Or maybe I was killed by you!"

"This place is nice tonight!" Xuan Zheng suddenly smiled, "Being buried in the Daxue Lonely Temple is also a desirable place to rest!"

"If you like it, it's fine!" Lan Jin looked at Xuan Zheng with a smile and didn't say anything superfluous.

I saw Xuan Zheng's right hand slowly draw out the sword that was placed aside, only to hear a soft sound of "poof", the extremely sharp sword was unsheathed, and the blade reflected a cold glow under the light of the candle in the hall. However, at the moment when the sword was unsheathed, Xuan Zheng, who was still sitting on the futon, suddenly bounced up, and then lightly touched the futon with his toes, and his body exploded towards Lan Jin in the courtyard like an arrow from the string, and at the same time, the sword in his hand also stabbed straight into Lan Jin's chest.

This was just a temptation, and Xuan Zheng didn't put all his strength into it. Because he could perceive that although Lan Jin's cultivation was a little stronger than his own, the two of them were generally equal to each other, and even if there was a gap, it was only a thin line, and under such a slight gap, who won and who lost was a complete unknown, because no matter who won in the end, it would not be surprising that no matter who won in the end. The key is to play this battle and, of course, to have some luck.

Facing the sword that Xuan Zheng stabbed straight into, Lan Jin didn't seem to have the intention of dodging. I saw that his eyes were firmly fixed on the blade of the sword that was getting closer and closer to his chest, but his body was as immobile as a steel spear, allowing the tip of the sword to get closer and closer, so that it was about to pierce his chest.

"Whew!"

Just when the tip of Xuan Zheng's sword had almost touched Lan Jin's clothes, Lan Jin finally moved! I saw Lan Jin's feet lightly, and his feet suddenly rose into the air, and then his whole body flew backwards lightly like catkins moving in the wind.

At this moment, the tip of Xuan Zheng's sword and Lan Jin's chest are like two magnets with the same polar surface, no matter how Xuan Zheng approaches Lan Jin with his sword, Lan Jin's body has always maintained an extremely slight distance from the tip of the sword, but it is this distance of less than an inch that makes Xuan Zheng's sword blade never really pierce Lan Jin's clothes.

The two of them advanced and retreated like this, Xuan Zheng raised his sword and forced Lan Jin to retreat again and again, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already swept to the temple gate. At this moment, the two temple doors are closed together, because the temple door is open inward, so if Lan Jin, who is constantly retreating, can't directly break through the temple door with his back, then he will have no way to retreat.

"Drink!"

Seeing this, Xuan Zheng suddenly shouted, and then slammed his right foot on the snow, and the huge force smashed the green bricks under the snow, and Xuan Zheng used this rapid force to smash the green bricks under the snow, and Xuan Zheng used this rapid force to accelerate his body suddenly, and in an instant, the sword blade directly pierced Lan Jin's robe, and the tip of the sword even touched Lan Jin's skin.

"Humph!"

Xuan Zheng's move was fast, and Lan Jin's counterattack was even faster, and at the moment when the sword blade had just pierced his shirt, Lan Jin's ready-to-attack right palm slammed out towards the sword body.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

With two sounds one after another, I saw Lan Jin's right palm slapped on the sword body impartially, and under the effect of palm power, Xuan Zheng held the sword unsteadily, and the sword blade suddenly deviated to the left, and at the same time, the tip of the sword piercing into Lan Jin's robe also took advantage of the situation to cut a long gap in the clothes on Lan Jin's chest.

Xuan Zheng's sword missed, but Lan Jin took a sharp step forward under his feet, and his body stuck to it, and then his right palm was not closed in mid-air and crossed a beautiful arc, and then turned into a hand knife and slashed at Xuan Zheng's neck, Xuan Zheng At this moment, the empty door in front of him was already exposed in front of Lan Jin, and it was impossible to prevent it, and it was impossible to avoid it.

In a hurry, Xuan Zheng simply gave up dodging, his left hand clenched into a fist, and at the same time, the vast soul power also frantically poured out from the sea of qi, and in an instant, his left fist was filled with pitch black as ink, looking like an incomparably hard hammer, and then Xuan Zheng did not hesitate to hit his fist straight out, smashing it into Lan Jin's lower abdomen. He actually wanted to use this trick to fight with Lan Jin and lose both.

"Do you want to force me to stop? Then you can't help but underestimate me!"

At this moment, Lan Jin, who felt Xuan Zheng's intentions, suddenly sneered, and then instead of stopping, the speed increased a little, only to see his right hand knife mercilessly slashed at Xuan Zheng's neck, and Xuan Zheng, who felt the sudden wind, subconsciously shrank his head down, Lan Jin's hand knife fell directly on his collarbone, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", Lan Jin's hand knife directly broke Xuan Zheng's collarbone.

At the same time, Lan Jin's vacated left hand was like a steel tong lightning out, five fingers into a claw directly grabbed Xuan Zheng's left arm, and finally Lan Jin actually grabbed his wrist before Xuan Zheng's heavy punch hit his lower abdomen, although it could not completely offset the huge force on Xuan Zheng's fist, but it also undeniably gave Lan Jin himself a great buffer, so when Xuan Zheng's fist finally hit Lan Jin's lower abdomen, the remaining strength was less than one-tenth of the original.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Feeling the severe pain, the two raised their legs and kicked each other almost at the same time, but this time neither of them was able to dodge, and after each of them was forced, they retreated back again and again. Xuan Zheng retreated directly from the temple gate to the front of the temple gate, while Lan Jin slammed his back into the temple gate, and his brutal force shook the dust and rubble on the gatehouse.

These actions are slow to say, but they are actually done in a flash of light.

"Poof!" Xuan Zheng, who had broken his collarbone, tilted his head slightly to the side, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and he still held a sword in his right hand, staring at Lan Jin on the opposite side with murderous intent in his eyes. This time he tried to fight, and Xuan Zheng undoubtedly suffered a big loss.

Lan Jin slowly straightened up after hitting the temple gate, and then moved his muscles and bones slightly, the joints of his body even made a crisp 'click' sound, and looking at his calm appearance, it was obvious that the punch and kick he received just now did not have much impact on him. It was a long gap in his robe that annoyed him.

"Five Turns Soul King!" Xuan Zheng said word by word, obviously through the temptation just now, he had completely clarified Lan Jin's strength.

"Laughing, in terms of cultivation, it's only one line higher than you!" Lan Jin said with a light smile, "But you will be the first Soul King powerhouse I killed with my own hands!"

"Why are you?" Xuan Zheng sneered and asked, "Is it just because you are a line higher than me?" If you want to kill me, then you have to leave half your life!"

"Not necessarily!" Lan Jin chuckled and shook his head, "I heard that the elders in the sect said that you are a rebel of the Xuanzong, and I can clean up the portal for the master today!"

"You are also a member of Xuanzong?" Xuan Zheng nodded with sudden realization, "No wonder when I fought with you just now, I felt that your methods were a little familiar, which elder of Xuanzong you were learning from?"

"Guess?" Lan Jin smiled lightly, "It was just a warm-up, maybe I'll show my real skills a little now, you can guess it before you die!" haha......"

Before Lan Jin's words fell, he saw his figure burst out suddenly, and this time it was Lan Jin's turn to take the lead. But what Xuan Zheng never expected was that Lan Jin's body was much faster than he imagined, so that Xuan Zheng didn't see Lan Jin's figure clearly at all, he only felt a gust of wind around him suddenly flash by, and Xuan Zheng hadn't even figured out Lan Jin's position, and a heavy punch from the air had already smashed into Xuan Zheng's head.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Xuan Zheng's mouth again, and at this moment, half of his left side of his face was completely swollen, the corners of his eyes instantly cracked, and the red blood was even more gurgling out like clear water.

"How can it be ......" Although there was a sharp pain on his face, the surprise in his heart still covered everything, I saw Xuan Zheng staring around with a pair of terrified eyes, as if he wanted to find Lan Jin's figure, but all he could see was a flash of white afterimage, and the only thing that sounded in his ears was the howling of the wind, and there was nothing else, "I am afraid that this kind of speed is rare for the Soul Emperor to be strong, and Lan Jin should only have the cultivation of the Fifth Soul King, how can it be...... Unless......" As soon as he thought of this, Xuan Zheng's face changed suddenly, and then a look of disbelief surged up his face.

"Wow!"

Xuan Zheng didn't have time to think about it in a hurry, only to see his right foot stomp on the ground, and then his whole body rose from the ground, this jump was dozens of feet high, and the small temple on the ground also shrank rapidly in Xuan Zheng's field of vision, and finally became a white spot in the darkness. The Soul King is a strong man who can resist the wind, and although Xuan Zheng has a thousand reluctances in his heart, he has to make this decision at this moment, because the terrifying speed that Lan Jin showed just now is really unmatchable for him.

Xuan Zheng actually wanted to choose to withdraw when the battle was in full swing.

It's a pity that before Xuan Zheng could clarify his whereabouts, Lan Jin's slightly angry cold voice suddenly came out from the top of Xuan Zheng's head.

"The dignified Soul King powerhouse actually wants to run away without a fight!Xuanzheng, you have disappointed me so much!"

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