Qin Huanhuan looked at the figure in front of him, his face suddenly showed joy, and he hurriedly shouted, "Master!"

The person who came was wearing a moonlight robe, holding a bun of flowing clouds, his figure was concave and convex, and his face was beautiful, although he had added a lot of traces of wind and frost, but he still had the charm, but the deep coldness on his face exuded the coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

This person is Qin Huanhuan's master, the contemporary owner of Qingxin Nunnery, and he is also famous in the sky, ranking tenth master, Xuanluan Shitai.

Coincidentally, these two masters and apprentices are ranked tenth on their respective lists, which is also fate.

The dust was suspended in mid-air, emitting bursts of white fluorescence.

This dust hair silk is bright silver, obviously not an ordinary silk material, and the bone rod is also crystal like jade, I don't know what material is made of, Shen Yun is hidden, obviously not a vulgar thing.

The gray mist surged, colliding wildly outside the silver light formed by the dust, and did not know to stop.

The white dust did not move at all, still turning in mid-air in an orderly manner.

Master Xuanluan didn't pay attention to Qin Huanhuan, just stared at the surging gray mist tightly, his face solemn.

However, at this moment, a bloodless face suddenly appeared outside the light, even if it was a person like Xuanluan Shitai who was used to seeing big scenes, he couldn't help but be shocked.

The handprints were linked, and a series of white mystical talismans visible to the naked eye appeared in mid-air, constantly blending into the white brilliance, making the white brilliance more and more condensed, faintly turning into a layer of white light film.

The pale face reappeared, and a pair of wizened palms stretched out from the black mist, slapping them on the light film.

The light film continued to sink under the palm of his hand, and he was almost about to touch the white jade dust.

It's just that this palm castration has been exhausted, and after all, it still failed to break the light film and bounced back the miserable white figure.

Master Xuanluan is worthy of being a master of the Heavenly List, without the slightest hesitation, he pinched the seal in his hand is to grab the dust in mid-air and bully him, the dust is gently swept over, and the black mist fades.

And the figure hidden in the black fog finally revealed its figure completely.

An old man dressed in a white costume with crane hair and a childish face, the old man also had a long sword in his chest, and there was no life around him, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

And beside this old man there was another person, a lean man with a beard, holding two cracked iron hooks in his hands.

If Qin Huanhuan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person, and it would be Wu Yue!

At this time, Wu Yue's face was pale, there was no human color, his eyes were dull, and when he saw Master Xuanluan coming too deceitfully, after roaring, the whole person rushed up with a double hook.

The double hook dances, there is no discipline, and there is no one in the limelight at all.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

With a loud shout, Master Xuanluan's eyes didn't move, the dust swept away, and a clear light flowed, Wu Yue's whole person was like being struck by lightning, his whole body was separated, and he turned into ashes in mid-air.

The master of the heavenly list struck casually, and the power was terrifying.

You must know that Wu Yue just now was the one who fought with Qin Huanhuan and Qin Yue repeatedly, and escaped without falling behind.

Perhaps in the eyes of Master Xuanluan, there is not much difference between the first place on the list and the top 100 on the list.

The old man in gorgeous clothes obviously did not have the slightest fluctuation because of Wu Yue's ashes, and still stood in place like a dead tree.

Master Xuanluan stared at the old man too closely, without any casualness in the face of Wu Yue.

The black mist kept surging, devouring the life around it.

Click, a bamboo tree broke apart because of withering.

And it was this sound that attracted Xuanluan's attention in an instant.

Call.

The wind was howling, and the old man in gorgeous clothes disappeared like a ghost.

Seeing this, Master Xuanluan secretly said that it was going to be bad, and the whole person flew up violently, and his whole body was clear, and the thick black fog melted like melting snow in the spring sun.

The figure of the old man in the gorgeous costume appeared, and his thin palm stretched out, like the claws of a powerful ghost, and he grabbed at Xuanluan Shitai fiercely.

Mrs. Xuanluan is not a vegetarian either, and the dust in her hands danced one after another, bringing out a clear man, hitting the old man, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any effect.

On the contrary, it was the old man's pair of claws that made the yin wind gust, forcing Master Xuanluan to keep flying back.

The confrontation between the two is not fierce, but it hides incomparably strong strength, and any palm can easily slap a master like Wu Yue into powder.

As the old man in Huafu became more and more courageous, Master Xuanluan gradually fell behind.

The dust shone brightly, and Master Xuanluan temporarily forced the old man in the gorgeous costume to retreat, pinching a seal in his hand, and the silver threads on the dust were constantly intertwined and twisted as if they had their own life, and finally turned into a silver sword!

"Demons and ghosts, dare to cause trouble in the world?!

With a loud shout, Xuanluan Shitai slashed down with a sword, splitting the black mist, and washing the sky like water sword light.

There are two kinds of swords in this world, one is the way of the sword, which includes all the soft swords, narrow swords, heavy swords, etc., the cultivation is the sword itself, the heavy sword intent, and the sword practiced by Qin Yue is this sword.

There is also a kind of magic sword, which does not emphasize sword intent, does not emphasize sword shape, but is a sword that will be learned after the cultivation of various martial arts, without any understanding of the sword, without the slightest sword intent when it is used, and without the edge of splitting the heavens and the earth, but it is more magnificent.

Like the dust sword that Master Xuanluan is now using, it is a more representative magic sword.

The magic sword reached his body, and the old man stretched out his palm to block it.

The silver light pierced the sky like a shooting star.

After the light passed, the figure of the old man was revealed, and black gas continued to rise from his two arms, but there was no obvious injury.

The master of the Heavenly List used all his strength to swords, but he didn't cause too much injury to him!

"Roar!"

The old man's closed eyes opened, and a billowing black mist suddenly poured out of his body, condensing in the sky, turning into a black cloud, turning into a fierce tiger and rushing towards Xuanluan Shitai.

It was only at this moment that the long sword inserted in his chest also vibrated violently, and it actually burned, and drops of black blood fell to the ground, emitting bursts of black mist.

Xuanluan Shitai twisted his pair of willow eyebrows, the dust sword in his hand was full of light, and the green clouds were swirling around his body, and the internal strength in his body was to the extreme.

"The light of the fireflies also dares to compete with the bright moon?!"

The dust sword fell again, sweeping away the rolling black clouds, and even the old man in gorgeous clothes completely turned into dust under this sword.

Seeing that the black mist in the bamboo forest gradually dissipated, Master Xuanluan fell from the sky.

"Master, sisters, ......"

Qin Huan welcomed him, his expression a little gloomy.

Master Xuanluan didn't say much, picked up Qin Huanhuan and flew away.

"I'll talk about it later. ”

......

The changes that happened in the bamboo forest soon spread all over the rivers and lakes, and for a while, there was an uproar and discussions on the rivers and lakes.

Once involved in the two major sects of Xingxinglou and Qingxin'an, there has been no such major event on the rivers and lakes for a long time.

There are also the parents and children of the owner of the Star Picking Building, and Sikong Yaoyang, who ranked seventh on the Hidden Dragon List, died in Huangquan.

The relationship between the two major sects suddenly became precarious.

However, after all, Xinglou was at a loss, so he had to break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, but in private, it was already surging.

But because of this incident, all the major sects in the rivers and lakes hid their genius disciples for fear of being poisoned.

Before the arrogance competition began, it was already a rumor.

I don't know what kind of direction this world will go in the future.