It was already late at night, and a cool breeze began to blow in Tang Qi's alley.

In front of a towering inn building, Ren Zihua and Chen Siyu were in a stalemate.

Or to be more accurate, Ren Zihua is being constrained by this uninvited guest who suddenly appeared. The wrist of his right hand, which he held his sword high, was held tightly by the latter, unable to move.

"Hey, hey, haven't you figured out what's going on? Actually say I'm domineering? Faced with the unreasonable accusations of the man behind him, Ren Zihua retorted unconvinced.

At the same time, he had reached into the magic storage space with his left hand and grasped the remnant sword.

Intuition seems to tell Ren Zihua that the strength of this person should not be underestimated.

However, since the previous battle had exhausted the magic power in his body, the only one he could rely on at this moment was Wan'er.

However, just when Ren Zihua was ready to meet the enemy, Chen Siyu let him go.

"Don't say I'll sneak up on you, give you a chance to prepare." The man with a tiger tattoo on his face pushed Ren Zihua away and said with disdain, "Wait, look at this sword in your hand where you seem to have seen it......"

Chen Yuyu's pupils staring at Xue Ye gradually dilated, and he suddenly asked loudly in disbelief: "You kid, is this Xue Ye, one of the top ten famous swords in the Middle Ages?!" ”

"So what?" Ren Zihua, who was able to withdraw, shook his wrist very unhappily, "Does it have anything to do with you?" ”

At this time, Chen Yi, who had long been unable to hold back his grievances, said with a little crying: "Brother! You're finally here brother! If you don't come back, your brother will be beaten to death!" ”

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Knowing that Chen Siyu, one of the twelve swords of protecting the country, was actually Chen Yi's elder brother, Feng Xiaolan and Li Wenqing were immediately shocked.

Not to mention that Li Wenqing, who was already a little timid, naturally had the idea of sneaking away, and even Feng Xiaolan couldn't help but get nervous at the moment.

Chen Yi said and crawled to Chen Yuyu's side and hugged his thighs. Ren Zihua, who hadn't understood the situation yet, saw this situation, and was immediately a little speechless.

"I thought you were on the road and drew your sword to help, but I didn't expect it to avenge your uncompetitive brother." Ren Zihua said and snorted, "The words can be said in the front, your brother deceived people too much, we are just doing the right thing for heaven and helping the society teach him a lesson." ”

"The famous sword Xue Ye has always been one of the three major ancient famous swords hidden deep in the palace, how can it be in your hands now?" As if ignoring his brother's cry and Ren Zihua's provocative words, Chen Siyu, who was already unrecognizable, said with fierce intent, "Could it be that a few of you took advantage of the chaos to take away the royal treasures?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Li Wenqing, the only one among several people who was close to Chen Shuyu's height, was immediately frightened, and he hurriedly defended Ren Zihua: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! That snowy night was given to him by Emperor Yinyue himself, and it was definitely not stolen by us! ”

Seeing his partner's panicked appearance, Ren Zihua realized that this man named Chen Yuyu might have a big future, and his vigilance against him also increased.

"Fart! What did this kid do to save his family and country, and the emperor would give him such a valuable thing? Chen Shuyu said and pulled out the big sword on his back.

It was a big sword with a beautiful sword, the clean and neat sword body reflected a very shining light, and the shape was not as wide and thick as the sword body of an ordinary swordsman, and it could even be said to be much beyond the ordinary, but the length of the sword was no different from the ordinary, so the sword in Chen Yuyu's hand gave people a very heavy feeling, and it was in stark contrast to the sword in Feng Xiaolan's hand at the moment.

The former's sword looks as heavy as a rock, while the latter's sword looks light as a feather.

"You must help me take revenge, brother!" Chen Yi saw that Chen Yuyu had already drawn his sword, so he added fuel and vinegar and said, "They must be lying, you must teach them a hard lesson!" Stealing such a heavy object is a capital crime, and as the Twelve Swords of the Protector of the Country, you have the right to execute privately! ”

Chen Yi's fire added fuel to the fire, which completely frightened Li Wenqing, and he looked at Chen Siyu who was holding a sword at the moment as if he saw a god of death with a sickle in his hand.

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense! That day, the emperor gave me the sword, and Feng Xiaolan and I saw it with our own eyes! We really didn't do anything to steal chickens and dogs, illegal and illegal things! ”

Li Wenqing had just finished his defense in a hurry, but Chen Siyu kicked his younger brother away.

"Stay aside, you kid will never be able to do something to fight for, and my face will be lost by you!"

Chen Yi, who was already seriously injured, was kicked by his brother and spit out a mouthful of blood, and this scene once again shocked everyone.

This guy is so cruel to his brother?!

"President!" Liu Han, who had been standing beside him for a long time, ran over and helped Chen Yi at this time.

"You guy is really unreasonable, don't you understand people?" As if he was a little tired of Chen Yuyu's arrogant and domineering posture at the moment, Ren Zihua finally took out the remnant sword from the magic storage space.

He held Xue Ye in his right hand, the remnant sword containing Wan'er's spirit in his left hand, and the scabbard of Xue Ye on his belt.

At this moment, Ren Zihua was full of fierce fighting intent, he seemed to have decided that the man in front of him couldn't make any sense, and thought that he could only give him some color first.

I didn't think I was afraid of the son of the demon king at the beginning, but I can still be afraid of you, a tattooed social youth, with Wan'er?

At this moment, Wan'er in the remnant sword has already been in contact with Ren Zihua, ready to fight at any time.

"Wait a minute, Ren Zihua!" However, just when the inexplicable conflict between the two was about to break out completely, Feng Xiaolan held a sword in front of Ren Zihua, and at this moment, Li Wenqing was so frightened by the situation in front of him that he couldn't move.

He never dreamed that Ren Zihua was such a fool who couldn't distinguish the situation, and when he saw Feng Xiaolan who was now in the middle, he only hoped that the latter could quickly explain the embarrassing misunderstanding, so that the three of them would not die innocently under the blade of the Twelve Swords to Protect the Country.

Please, Feng Xiaolan!

"Your brother was wounded by me." As soon as Feng Xiaolan's first half of the sentence came out, Li Wenqing, who was still holding a little hope, only felt that his eyes were dark, "If you want revenge, just come to me." ”

Careless dating! Li Wenqing's feet were weak, and he knelt on the ground without tears.

Looking at Feng Xiaolan who was standing in front of Ren Zihua, Chen Siyu showed an evil and arrogant smile: "It's quite kind, you kid!" ”

"What are you doing?" Seeing Feng Xiaolan standing in front of him, Ren Zihua was moved and a little annoyed at the same time, although he knew that Feng Xiaolan was very powerful, he still didn't want the other party to take risks for himself.

How can you let your friends fight a dry fight that you provoked?

"Let me do it, you've cast two high-level magic in a row, and the magic in your body is estimated to be running out, right?" Feng Xiaolan turned around and said to Ren Zihua very calmly, "With your current sword skills, fighting with the Twelve Swords of the Protector is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. ”

Twelve Swords to Protect the Country? Ren Zihua, who only learned the identity of the other party at this moment, couldn't help frowning.

No wonder he always felt familiar, it turned out to be one of the ten people before.

This man who looks even more mixed than Chen Yi is actually one of the twelve swords to protect the country? While his mind was full of doubts, he was more cautious than before.

"But—"

"Wait, do you mean that you feel qualified to be my opponent?" As soon as Ren Zihua wanted to stop Feng Xiaolan, Chen Shuyu interrupted, the unhappy expression on his face seemed to declare that his irritated emotions had reached the verge of a critical outburst.

Seeing that Chen Yuyu was finally about to make a move, Chen Yi on the side showed a gloating smile while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Those two are dead! Thinking like this, he felt that the pain in his body had eased a lot.

didn't answer anything to the other party, facing the powerful swordsman standing at the top of the national swordsmanship, Feng Xiaolan just slowly put his unique long sword in front of him.

In the oriental classical alleys shrouded in night, an unprecedented battle is about to be staged!!

A student who had not yet become a professional swordsman actually dared to openly argue with the Twelve Swords of the Protector of the Country, Li Wenqing was in disbelief to find that Feng Xiaolan's serious face not only did not have a trace of panic, but a faint smile appeared.

This guy ...... Sure enough, the brain is not normal!

He thought so, but still grasped the hilt of his saber with a trembling right hand.

But even then, I can't watch him die in vain! I'm going to have to stop them!

"Your slender blade can't withstand a single blow from me." A powerful red sword qi erupted from Chen Yuyu's body, and while filling his big sword, several people around him instantly felt that the power of its powerful and exaggerated sword qi was pouring heavily on the ground like a pouring rain.

"No matter how wide and heavy the sword is, no matter how precious the famous sword is, if the sword wielder's ability is too low, it will be as thin as paper and as brittle as a dead leaf." Feng Xiaolan smiled slightly, a cyan sword qi very softly enveloped his overgrown strange sword, although the sword qi released in his body did not burst like the nature of the red sword qi, the power of his sword qi was countered against Chen Yuyu's red sword qi.

Chen Yuyu, who was aware of this, completely disappeared from the contempt and arrogance on his face.

Ren Zihua on the side widened his eyes in disbelief. He had secretly speculated about Feng Xiaolan's true strength more than once, but he didn't expect him to be so outrageously strong.

The coercion of this cyan sword qi must be in the seventh realm, to say the least, right?!

The sword qi of this realm actually burst out from a swordsman of the same age as himself, Ren Zihua only thought that Feng Xiaolan's talent was strong in sword skills, because the latter could see through his snow treading without a trace at a glance, but now it seems that ......

Feng Xiaolan...... What kind of monster are you?!

As soon as he said with emotion in his heart, Chen Yuyu had already swung his sword and slashed at Feng Xiaolan.

"It's all about the good of the tongue!"

The moment the big sword wrapped in the bursting red sword qi suddenly slashed towards Feng Xiaolan, the powerful sword pressure that it was engulfing set off a violent gust of wind.

It's over! Although Li Wenqing was also shocked when Feng Xiaolan released the sword qi that defended the sky, he still couldn't believe that there was a student in the whole world who could catch the blow of the twelve swords of the protector.

You must know that the sword qi realm of those twelve people has all stepped into the tenth level that the swordsmen can only look up to!

If that guy dares to attack, the blade will definitely be shattered!

Finished! It's all over! Feng Xiaolan will die!

However, just when Li Wenqing closed his eyes in despair and felt guilty for his cowardice in his heart, a lotus flower painted by cyan sword qi appeared on the bottom of Feng Xiaolan's feet.

"Qinglian Sword Technique Second Style-" Ren Zihua, who was also worried about Feng Xiaolan, saw the former jump back smartly, dodging the stunned slash, "Canghai laughs!" ”

Under the night sky, the cyan lotus flower under the feet of the young swordsman suddenly bloomed with a dazzling brilliance.