Jin Longwu carefully looked at the medical books brought by Lin Zhan, although he didn't know why the ancestor of the Lin family, who had never met before, cared so much about himself as a mortal, but he thought that since he had the ability to ignore public opinion that day and left himself, he would definitely not intentionally harm himself.

Moreover, it is difficult for the high-ranking person to fathom the mind. I stayed in the Lin family and had nothing to do, but at this moment I sent medical books, I am afraid that the ancestor of the Lin family wants to take this opportunity to knock on the side and remind himself that the Lin family does not raise idlers.

In this case, you might as well use the reason of studying medicine to find a secluded place to slowly flip through books and meditate.

Therefore, the golden dragon dance in the rockery quiet pavilion leisure time to meditate, occasionally practice the thunder step, so comfortable and happy. After three days, I realized that I had not yet read the medical book.

Jin Longwu raised his eyes to look at the sun outside the pavilion, which was already a little westward, and was about to carefully flip through the tender yellow bud paper with a slight ink smell, when he suddenly heard a sound of broken footsteps, and suddenly raised his head, only to find that Lin Dong was standing not far away and blinking his eyes and looking at himself, as if he had something to ask.

Jin Longwu was slightly stunned, but saw Lin Dong look around, and after making sure that there was no one, he walked over quickly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Lin Dong's sneaky appearance, Jin Longwu was surprised in his heart.

"My brother wants you to do me a favor and go to the auction house. Lin Dong muttered.

Jin Longwu was slightly stunned: "Auction house, what are you going to do there?"

"The first three days were the scuffle selection of the school competition, and today it is a one-on-one battle. The auction house opened today, betting on who will win the championship this year. Lin Zhan can't participate in it openly, and wants to ask you to place a bet. ”

Jin Long Wu smiled angrily: "Do you want to bet on Lin Zhan to win?"

Lin Dong shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's not a bet on Lin Zhan, it's a bet on Lian Qingping." ”

"Lian Qingping?" Jin Longwu frowned, only feeling that this name was often mentioned by Lin Zhan, and it seemed that this person was extremely respected by Lin Zhan.

"It's the eldest son of the Lian family, the head of the Seven Families!" Lin Dong saw Jin Longwu's confused appearance, and reminded softly: "A few days ago, Brother Lian Qingping and Brother Lian Jin both broke through! It is said that when Brother Qingping broke through, the power was terrifying, like thunder. Even my grandfather said that he deserves to be the first young person in Hanhai, and his future is limitless!"

"It's so terrifying, I don't even have room to fight back!"

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded outside the pavilion, mixed with a bit of chagrin and unwillingness.

Lin Dong was startled, and when he turned his head to see the familiar figure of this person, he laughed.

Lin Zhan strode forward, ignoring the tattered clothes on his body, threw the war hammer to the side, and sat down angrily.

The Golden Dragon Dance is unknown.

Without waiting for Lin Dong to explain, Lin Zhan said in a muffled voice: "Bad luck, the first to face Lian Qingping in the personal battle!"

"What about this dress?" said Golden Dragon Dance with a frown.

Lin Dong laughed heartily, and then suppressed a smile and said, "Brother Qingping makes a sword." ”

The Golden Dragon Dance suddenly realized, and then looked at Lin Zhan's rag-like clothes and laughed.

Lin Zhan glanced at Lin Dong, and said with depression: "Lian Qingping is already merciful to his subordinates, and it is already my limit to be able to pass thirty moves under his "Pujia" sword."

At that moment, Lin Zhan sat under the pavilion, with the sunset sunset, accompanied by the cold wind of hunting, and roughly described the previous thrilling but beautiful battle.

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The previous three-day melee selection, a group of 50 people, was limited to one stick of incense. Only those who can stand in the ring are eligible to enter the individual battle.

Sixteen people, eight groups of individual battles, draw lots from each other. It's a pity that Lin Zhan had bad luck and directly met Lian Qingping, the first young person in Hanhai.

According to Lin Zhan's temperament of fighting and becoming more and more courageous, he should have been excited, but unfortunately, Lin Zhan could only smile bitterly at this. First, he was really scared by Lian Qingping, and second, if he could really hurt Lian Qingping, Lin Mei's angry eyes would definitely be indispensable.

Looking at Lian Qingping, who was dressed in white in front of him, standing in the wind and smiling, Lin Zhan was very melancholy at the moment!

Lian Qingping stared at Lin Zhan's depressed appearance, smiled, and immediately spoke: "If you can go through fifty moves under me, you will win." ”

Lin Zhan had a bitter face, and secretly scolded himself, and then pulled out the war hammer behind him.

It has long been attached to the thunderous green mang, Lin Zhan stepped on the thunder footwork, with the momentum of wind and thunder, it was the "angry war hammer" that defeated the enemy with one move that day.

At this time, the battle spirit is majestic, compared to the three hammers against the enemy Sun Yong that day, it is not the same day. At the beginning, after the three hammers were completed, there was a sound of explosion. At this moment, there is no hammer, and the thunder has come out.

The war hammer was wrapped in green light, and the faint arc flickered, and before the hammer arrived, the sound of explosion and thunder came first.

Like a war drum shaking the sky!

Just by the wind, the ground as hard as cast iron was faintly cracked, which showed its strength.

This is the ultimate movement.

Lian Qingping smiled slightly, not looking at the hammer that was roared by the wind and rising from the ground, and not looking at the deep pit that Lin Zhan stepped on on the ground with the power of thunder, he closed his eyes and his heart moved slightly.

The hammer is only one zhang away from Qingping.

The sword on his back slowly unsheathed an inch.

At this moment, the ring was filled with the sound of explosion and thunder, and there was a crisp "choking" sound of swords.

The sound of the sword, which should have been drowned in the loud noise, for some reason, actually came into the minds of everyone who watched the battle, like a girl's chuckle, lingering.

One inch out of the sheath, one inch out of the sword qi.

The earth-shattering hammer momentum actually retreated an inch.

If you retreat an inch, you will not advance an inch.

This is the ultimate in tranquility.

Lin Zhan's face changed slightly, and the hand holding the hammer was green again.

Second hammer!

"Duh!"

Lin Zhan roared angrily, like a spring thunder blooming on his tongue, and then an invisible wave of qi surged out of his identity.

Above the warhammer, the arc flickered even more, like an electric snake entwining.

The war hammer, which should have retreated an inch and looked at Lian Qingping across the air, was like an ant at this moment, slowly moving forward.

Even Qingping's eyes lit up slightly, but he didn't move.

A sword behind him, another three inches.

The warhammer retreated three inches.

Lin Zhan gritted his teeth and held the hammer in both hands, as if raising a sword, wanting to break through this sword qi.

Lian Qingping smiled slightly, and slowly spoke: "The angry war hammer originally had nine hammers, and the hammers and hammers were connected. One hammer is rough, two hammers are introduced, three hammers are thunder, and four hammers are electric snakes. You're good, just drop the first few hammers and go straight to the third hammer. However, without the accumulation of power from the previous few hammers, this hammer finally owes a little, and it can't pierce my sword qi. ”

Lin Zhan smiled with difficulty, swallowed the little blood produced by the sword qi seeping into his body, and said vaguely: "What about the fifth hammer flame?!"

Lian Qingping's face changed slightly, and then he smiled gently: "If you dare to come out, I will take it."

Lin Zhan stopped talking, and pulled the war hammer back dozens of steps.

Taking a deep breath, the warhammer suddenly roared, and the arc on it was still there, but it was faintly red, like a soldering iron.

When the hammer is raised, the flames are hidden. If you touch it lightly, it will burst.

This is a scorching heat.

Lian Qingping's heart moved, and the sword behind him jumped into his hand.

This autumn water long sword is shiny and transparent, like a girl, clean and flawless.

Just one glance makes people can't help but be amazed with joy.

It seems that the wind of the entire whistling ring has become gentle because of this sword, like a spring breeze.

Then Lian Qingping whispered: "Pu Jia Cang." ”

Lin Zhan held the hammer in both hands, and the flames were wrapped in an unstoppable momentum, and they smashed down from top to bottom.

The corners of Lian Qingping's lips rose slightly, and he said in a low voice: "White dew is frost." ”

Like a long sword of clear water, it was slowly raised, obliquely blocking the path that the war hammer smashed down.

The autumn water sword slashed through the place, bringing out a white mist, and the ground was frost.

The sword qi melts the frost, making the already cold winter even colder.

The warhammer and the longsword intersected, only striking a crisp sound of gold and stone, but the expected burst was instantly silent.

Lin Zhan's gaze froze slightly, and the already faintly red war hammer suddenly formed frost at the moment of contact.

Lin Zhan's face changed slightly, and he said bitterly: "Thank you!"

Before Lin Zhan tried his best to use the flames, the battle qi in his body suddenly boiled, and there was already a bit of a backlash in the battle qi. If it weren't for Lian Qingping's sword out early just now, with the help of the frost breath to suppress it, I am afraid that he would have fainted at this moment.

However, with a hammer of flames, it has eight points of power. But Lian Qingping was able to take it with a calm face, which showed that his combat power was strong.

Lian Qingping smiled mildly and said, "Retreat!"

Then Pu Jia suddenly exerted force.

Lin Zhan retreated, step by step, and retreated to the side of the ring.

Without losing the right time, Lin Mei shouted from the side of the observation deck: "Come on, Lian Qingping!"

Lin Zhan secretly smiled bitterly, and was depressed again at the moment.

Lian Qingping smiled unabated, glanced at Lin Mei, and then glanced down at the "Pujia" quietly given by Lin Mei. He said in a low voice: "The so-called Yiren." ”

There is a beautiful woman here, and its name is charming.

Lin Zhan exhaled deeply, and his pace changed instantly, no longer with the momentum of thunder, but fast to the extreme, bringing out pieces of afterimages.

Lian Qingping smiled mildly and said, "Qingyunbu!"

Then he slashed diagonally into the open space on one side.

In the next moment, a human form suddenly appeared in this position, and it was Lin Zhan, who happened to be here with his steps.

It's just that Lin Zhan has a smile on his face at the moment.

Lian Qingping's face changed slightly, and the sword momentum that slashed obliquely passed through the figure.

It's still an afterimage!

Immediately, Lin Zhan appeared on the other side of Lian Qingping's body. Lin Zhan didn't know when he pulled out the war hammer, and he actually took advantage of the situation to throw it, and it was another blow to the electric snake!

At the same time, at the moment when he gave up the war hammer, Lin Zhan's footwork changed again, and the battle between his legs was full of anger, and he kicked towards Lian Qingping.

A hammer and a leg, roaring at the same time.

After Lian Qingping slashed the air obliquely, he seemed to be aware of the other side, turned into a split, brought out a piece of mist, and obliquely protected the Qiushui long sword on his chest.

A hammer and a leg slammed into the long sword impartially.

The long sword bent slightly, and Lian Qingping took advantage of the situation to take a few steps back, and chuckled: "Qingfeng legs, interesting." ”

Lin Zhan smiled, didn't say much, grabbed the war hammer that was shaken back by the momentum, and repeated the trick.

Lian Qingping shook his head helplessly, and after blocking a few more blows, he slowly put the sword across his chest and said silently: "On the water side." ”

Lin Zhan suddenly stopped.

On one side of the ring, a plum blossom happened to reach into the ring with branches.

Suddenly, it snapped and broke smoothly.

Hundreds of zhang square ring, the sword aura is rampant, cold and cold.

When the sword rises, the eight directions do not move!

If you don't move, you don't dare to move.

Lin Zhan's side was covered with sword qi, and with the slightest movement, his clothes were gently torn.

It only hurts the clothes, not the body, which shows that Lian Qingping Imperial Sword is exquisite to the slightest!

The sword qi was like a pool of water, and Lin Zhan stood in the middle of the water.

Trembling, wonderful.

Lin Zhan's face turned red, his body stiffened, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Good sword qi!"

Lian Qingping glanced at Lin Mei, the corners of his lips curled slightly, but he coughed twice in his throat.

Movement and stillness, stillness, slightly better.

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At this moment, the dark room of the underworld.

The darkness that was supposed to protect the school Dabi was bowing down at this time, waiting for the instructions of the ghost elder.

The ghost old man carefully looked at the distribution map of the guards of the school Dabi, and after a long time, he laughed and said: "The only ancestors of the seven families go out of the customs together, guarding the surroundings of the Dabi place. The seven heads of the family under the ring are all dormant, holding the sharp weapons borrowed by the auction house, waiting for the opportunity to move. There are formations all over the field, even me, it's hard to get out of it! Ho, I'm sure I'll make a move, but I really look old!"

His voice was gloomy and chilling.

After pondering for a moment, he frowned and asked, "How does the ghost elder decide?"

"Let them wait!"

"Yes!"

One side is more than many days, secretly waiting for the battle, moving to the extreme.

One side is dormant and quiet to the extreme.

Movement and stillness, stillness, slightly better.

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When the darkness slowly withdrew, the ghost old man looked down at the sword wound on the side of his body, squinted his eyes and said to himself: "This Lian Qingping is really powerful, and he can be the first to find out that I have infiltrated the Lian family." Just by creating my own swordsmanship, I can be seriously injured. Hmph! If it weren't for the fact that there was no one in ten at this time, I would definitely cut down the grass and eradicate the roots!"

That sword was enough to make the ghost old man admire and helpless.

After a long moment's thought, he muttered, "It's time to use this body to do a favor!"

Immediately, with a slight movement of his hands, a trace of black gas slowly gushed out, turning into a crow, flapping its wings and ready to fly.

"Go ahead!"

On this day, the crow came out of the Hanhai and did not know where to go.