As if they hadn't seen Liang An, the four disciples picked up snowballs and threw them around. Seeing that his hard work was in vain, Liang An hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. But the other party not only did not restrain himself, but instead intensified his evil words, picked up a large pile of snow and sprinkled it over, and the clean ground was suddenly covered with messy snow traces, and one of them even kicked the trunks of the trees on both sides with all his strength, and the snow was sprinkled with a large patch. also laughed with his companions: "Hmph, master, I'm playing with me, what do you have to do with it." If you are a woman, the master may be more polite and give you a few more looks. But you are just a boy, but you gave birth to this rabbit skin, which is really annoying. ”

The person who spoke was Lu Jinyan's nephew Lu Wenzhu, who had joined the sword sect since he was a child and practiced martial arts with his uncle. Lu Jinyan is arrogant and mean on weekdays, he also learns from the same, and relies on his uncle's high position, often doing some things for others, and taking pleasure in it.

Liang An tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest, but the other party had to inch in and say such vicious words, so that his last shred of reason was drowned in anger. The depression and resentment in his heart were suddenly ignited, and then he pulled out from his waist and swallowed the sky, his eyes were cold, and he stared at the past.

The two female disciples saw that he was full of resentment, standing with a sword, and the momentum around him was quite penetrating, and they couldn't help but feel cowardice. But Lu Wenzhu was quite disdainful, pulled out his long sword and shook his finger at Liang An: "The disciple of the old waste is not the same as the waste, hahaha." ”

After Liang An rushed to the top and drew his sword out of the sheath, he secretly regretted it. In the same door, even if the other party is not, he can stand up to each other with a sword, and it is not his own to say that he will break the sky. But being ridiculed by others like this, how could he swallow this turbidity, so he luckily let him go and wanted to force the other party away. I don't want to, Lu Wenzhu didn't eat this set, he also held the sword and pointed at it, and scolded his master together. If you are hurt by others, you can still give in to one or two, and the teacher who can save your life and teach your career is also insulted, how can you endure such a bad spirit. Liang An was annoyed, and his long body jumped up with a snake sword and slashed, and he made a powerful move.

"A Thousand Rains Fall into the Dust"

Lu Wenzhu saw that the move was swift, his left foot stepped sharply, twisted his body and slashed up with his sword, and the snow on the ground where the edge was passed was scraped away.

"Ding~" The two swords touched, and the judgment was made. I saw Lu Wenzhu's sharp blade arcing, accurately clicking on the tip of Liang An's sword, and the sword momentum that had not yet taken shape was skewed and dissipated.

Liang Anxian didn't expect the other party's swordsmanship to be so exquisite, and his body suddenly fell into the air with the sword momentum, rolling all over the slush.

"Come on, let the master taste your scrap swordsmanship again. Although this son is not talented and diligent, he has followed Lu Jinyan all the year round and naturally learned a good swordsmanship. Now that Liang An's moves are broken, he is even more complacent, and he can't stop shouting.

Liang An rolled out of the snow for a few feet before he stopped his power, got up and ignored the dampness and coldness on his body, and the horizontal sword stepped forward and fought fiercely with him.

At this time, Lu Jinyan was walking with Mu Shui, and suddenly heard the sound of long swords clashing, so he hurried over.

Liang An and Lu Wenzhu fought endlessly, and Lu Wenzhu's moves were subtle and accurate, and the sword and sword strikes had the upper hand in Liang An's weak position. Seeing this, Lu Jinyan smiled, but after he saw the long sword in Liang An's hand, his smile turned sharply and he was shocked, and he was about to intervene in the field when he raised his foot. Mu Shui on the side grabbed him and said slowly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Dusk's apprenticeship is shallow and lacks adaptability, even if he holds the Heaven Swallowing in his hand, he can't hurt your nephew." ”

Hearing this, although Lu Jinyan's heart was a little relieved, except for the new disciples, no one in the Gang Sect knew about the power of swallowing the sky, and they didn't know what kind of means Dushuang Lao'er used to make his disciples hold on without injury. But his nephew Jin Liang Lu Jinyan is clear, if he lets Swallow the Sky rub it, I am afraid it will also end up being seriously injured, so how to explain it to his brother. It is to still work on the whole body, in case there is a loss. ...,

Liang An's moves became faster and faster, and the sword body was ghosted, hidden in a circle, locking the opponent's long sword in it.

"Frost and clouds"

The sword move curled and turned into a ball, giving birth to a suction force, and it was difficult to withdraw the sword. As the chill gradually rose in the move, Lu Wenzhu's heart became more and more uneasy, and he hurriedly urged his strength and shouted "Break!". As far as the internal force came, a sharp edge was stirred up on the sword, and he turned around and swept the sword, smashing the layers of sword shadows horizontally, and swept towards Liang An with the strength of the uncast.

Fortunately, Liang An returned in time, so he was not hit by the strong move, but he was still shocked and his body flew back, and his internal breath was churning and his meridian qi was disordered.

Lu Wenzhu stood with a sword in his left hand, his right hand was behind him, he smiled obliquely, and pointed at Liang An to provoke, with a calm posture. However, behind this calmness was secretly frightened, Liang An's sword moves were dense and strong, which was beyond his expectations, and the cold energy that penetrated the skin and bones was even more domineering. Although he swung his sword and slashed, Lu Wenzhu's right hand trembled at this time, obviously hurting the meridians. looked at Liang An, who was even more unbearable and breathless, and felt that it was difficult for the other party to make a difference, so he held on hard for the sake of face.

Liang An's sword moves were broken one after another, and he was already full of resentment, but now he was even more like being squeezed to the extreme, and suddenly exploded, risking his life to rush the few remaining true qi in his body to pour into the sword.

"A sword and frost break the edge"!!

Seeing Liang An being knocked back, Lu Jinyan completely relaxed, dispersed his skills of gathering luck, and was full of pride. It's better than Twilight Frost again, haha. However, before he could laugh a few more times in his heart, his face changed drastically by what he saw.

Swallowing the sky shines brightly and coldly under the injection of internal force. A huge ice blade gradually took shape in front of it, and finally wrapped the long sword in it, and the cold overflowed.

Mu Shui stared at the ice blade in Liang An's hand and frowned deeply, then snorted softly, and the lotus step hurriedly swept away, followed by Lu Jinyan.

Looking at the frost giant sword slashing down in front of him, Lu Wenzhu's scalp tingled for a while, even if he could still use the previous sword, I am afraid it would be useless.

Just as he was about to make the sword, Lu Wenzhu had already closed his eyes, but the expected pain never came, and he thought that the opponent's sword move was extremely fast, so that his body could not react.

A familiar voice came into his ears, and Lu Wenzhu, who was shocked, opened his eyes and saw that it was his uncle who protected him. Behind his uncle, a beautiful woman dressed in the same black and white crane and pointed into a sword, hanging lightly in the air on one side of the ice sword, slashing the ice sword with a crooked slash to the ground, blasting up broken bricks and stones.

Liang An suppressed his anger and turned Bing into a sword, and actually used the sword move that had never been formed for the first time, but the internal force had been emptied, and his consciousness was gradually blurred. With a fierce rage, he instinctively swung his giant sword and slashed at Lu Wenzhu.

However, a figure struck, and Mu Shui's sword fingers swiped lightly, pulling the ice sword to change the landing point, which did not hurt the lives of others. But through this sword, Liang An, who was overdrawn and transitioned, only felt that his heart was like a needle prick, and he fainted in just a moment.

Mu Shui saw him fainting, and immediately grabbed his wrist and probed, confirming what he thought in his heart, "The cold qi enters the veins, and the sword strength penetrates the heart!"

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I'm sorry that this chapter is too slow

I started having stomach pain since last night, and I couldn't concentrate on writing, but I still insisted, and I was late, please forgive me~