"Boom"

Lanruo Ancient Temple, on the other side, in an outer courtyard, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, a stone statue collapsed, swept by a sword light from the middle, the body of three or four feet high is cut off, and the two figures are fighting, but the speed is very fast, almost invisible to the naked eye, and only two black shadows can be seen constantly entangled together. Then they split up again.

It can't be calm here, the sword light is bright, piercing the night sky, there are more than ten meters long on the ground, more than one meter deep sword marks, a small pavilion next to it collapsed directly, several big trees cut off, the two of them fight, from the ground to the roof, and from the roof to the ground, sawdust flies, the stones pierce the air, with the two people as the center, an invisible wind blows within a radius of hundreds of meters, the strength is overflowing, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal

"This is Yan Chixia, she is really a beard. On a roof next to the battle, Ning Caichen was dressed in white, looking at the two people in the battle below, one was Xiahou, the other was bearded, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he knew that this should be Yan Chixia, but it was five points similar to Yan Chixia played by Ma at noon in the movie.

Just introduced those eight people into Lanruo Temple, Ning Caichen didn't deliberately pay attention to those eight people, whether they were alive or dead, it all depends on the creation of those people, and surviving can only show that they have a big life, in his heart, he didn't take those eight people to heart, but felt the fluctuations of the big war here, and looked for it here, just to see the scene of the battle between Xiahou and Yan Chixia.

There was a slight difference of emotion in his heart, Yan Chixia, a character who existed in a movie novel, appeared in front of him, and his heart was still somewhat touched, but this touch was only a hint, his brows gradually became serious, looking at Yan Chixia, he could see that Yan Chixia was not a martial artist, but a monk, who was also sword-based, but gave him a sense of danger.

This is very unusual, he obviously feels that Yan Chixia is still a monk in the Yang Soul realm, and has not broken through to become a great monk of the Yuan Shen, but he is a dual cultivator of civil and military affairs, and his strength is combined, he is very confident, and few people in the same realm can compete with him, but Yan Chixia made him feel the aura of danger, which made him think of the old tree demon in this Lanruo Temple, what kind of realm is it, at least it will not be weaker than Yan Chixia.

"Heh!"

In the field, the battle was in full swing, Xiahou took offense as defense, slashed out one sword qi after another, sharp and fierce, revealing the swordsman's edge and indomitable, but if you look carefully, you will find that Xiahou's attack has been a little messy, and he can't attack for a long time, which makes him feel a little impetuous.

"I'm going to lose. ”

Seeing this scene, Ning Caichen sighed lightly, although Xiahou is not weak, and he is mainly sword-based, and sword cultivation is also the most lethal among many monks, but he can see that Yan Chixia's strength is more than a step higher than Xiahou, this is a battle that has long been doomed, and he saw Yan Chixia flying into a pavilion.

"Boom"

Xia Hou made a move, flew and jumped towards the pavilion, and waved a sword light more than twenty meters long in his hand, almost splitting the pavilion in half, and the sawdust flew sideways.

"Boom"

In the end, the sword light was in the air, Yan Chixia rushed out of a dark corner of the attic, and two swords were struck, the first sword was blocked by Xiahou, but the second sword cut a bloody wound on Xiahou's right shoulder.

"Brother Xiahou, you lost, you and I have fought for thirteen years over the years, and you have also lost thirteen years, but you are quite patient, you will chase you wherever I avoid. ”

The two fell to the ground, facing each other from a distance, Yan Chixia was holding a long sword, the tip of the sword was pointed at Xiahou, and her face was raised.

"Yan Chixia, I can't imagine that in Lanruo Temple, not only did I not poke your sharpness, but also sharpened your sword. ”

Xia Hou's face was cold, his eyes were a little gloomy, and the tip of his sword was also pointed at Yan Chixia, although he lost, he did not back down in momentum.

"No, it's because you're too hot, don't seek advancement, the sword is fast and inaccurate, the edge is too exposed, the competitiveness is too strong, you still have a problem with the trick of the gods, the utilitarianism is too strong, and you have lost the sword heart that a swordsman should have. ”

"Yan Chixia, I'm here to compete with you, not you who listen to your reasoning"

Xiahou was furious, he was not lightly angry, he had a belly fire in his heart when he lost the sword, and now he listened to Yan Chixia's long speech, and his nostrils turned to the sky as if the elders were teaching the juniors, which made his nose crooked.

"Hehe, it's just a competition, why should the two of you hurt the harmony. ”

At this time, Ning Caichen jumped down from the roof and walked to the two of them.

"Brother Ning. Xiahou recognized Ning Caichen.

"Brother Xiahou, meet again. ”

Ning Caichen hugged his fist at Xiahou, walked on foot, and then looked at Yan Chixia, and found that the latter was frowning and looking at him, hugging his fist and saying-

"This must be Yan Daochang, in Xia Ning Caichen, a scholar, I have seen Yan Daochang. ”

After saying hello, Ning Caichen looked at Yan Chixia, with a big beard, big eyes, and an ordinary appearance, but it was very distinctive, easy to recognize, and it did not belong to the public face, Yan Chixia also looked Ning Caichen up and down, and her brows were slightly furrowed-

"You're like a scholar. ”

What does it mean to be like a scholar, I was originally a scholar, okay?

Originally, Yan Chixia wanted to remind Ning Caichen to leave here, but feeling Ning Caichen's strength, he swallowed his words, but he still reminded him-

"It's dangerous here, so don't stay here long if there's nothing to do. ”

"Hmph. Seeing Yan Chixia's appearance, Xiahou snorted coldly, if a person is unhappy with a person, no matter what he says, what he does will make him unhappy in his eyes, this is how Xiahou feels now, when he sees Yan Chixia, he is angry, he simply can't see it, he hugged Ning Caichen, he didn't bother to say a word, and turned around and left here

Xiahou left, there were only two people left, Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen, the wind was a little strong, rolling up the leaves on the ground, swaying all over the sky, standing for a while, Yan Chixia frowned, and looked at Ning Caichen-

"You're not leaving. ”

"I'm planning to stay here for one night tonight. ”

"Inconvenient. ”

"I have Daoist Lao Yan who cares, but I think that the things in this Lanruo Temple can't help me. ”

"Hmph, do it yourself"

Yan Chixia snorted, didn't say more, and turned around and left directly.

"That's it. ”

Ning Caichen's face was slightly stunned, and then he smiled, he found that this Yan Chixia was really not easy to get along with, no wonder he wanted to escape the world.

Seeing that Yan Chixia was gone, Ning Caichen also turned around and chased in the direction where Xiahou left, because there was no accident, according to the direction of the plot, Xiahou would die in the hands of the old demon next, for Xiahou, he had his own plans in his heart, this is a martial artist, and he is also a first-class powerhouse in the world, if he can be taken under his command, it will definitely be a big help.

(PS: Chapter 1)