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"Haha, hahahaha!" Pan Xiande, who was standing in the middle of the ring, looked up to the sky and laughed, his original calm aura disappeared, and his flat face swelled with a bit of wildness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He laughed, the laughter shook the sky, like a spring thunder rolling, and the people watching the battle in the surrounding painting boat only felt deafening, as if the bronze bell Dalu kept hitting in his ears, and a feeling of nausea surged between his chest and abdomen.

"Presumptuous!" A clear shout sounded from Ye Chong's mouth, like a crane chirping for nine days, soaring into the sky, its clear chapter poured into the ears, and it was comfortable to listen to, and suddenly drove away the feeling of nausea in everyone's body.

Ye Chong, who was originally smiling lightly, lowered his face, and his majesty suddenly appeared, even in the painting boat far away from the ring, he could feel the coercive aura emanating from his body.

Pan Xiande also felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he couldn't continue to look up to the sky and laugh, he stabilized his mind, regained his restraint and calmness, and said slowly: "What Master Ye said is false!"

Although it was said slowly, it didn't seem to be forced, but the sound spread all over the world, as if it sounded in front of everyone's ears, revealing a deep internal force.

The disrespect and sarcasm in his tone were overflowing, as if he was extremely disdainful of Ye Chong.

In recent years, with the low-key behavior of the Quanzhen faction and the Shaolin Temple, the prestige of the Maple Leaf Sword School has become more and more prestigious, except for the Qingwei Sword School, there is no sect that can compete with it, today, it is rare to have such a brave person, dare to come out and brush the tiger's whiskers, it is really rare, and it is expected.

Others are wondering in their hearts, when did such a character come out of the Central Plains Martial Arts with such a deep internal force?

"Godfather, this guy is very cunning. Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!" Yang Ruonan was holding his delicate snow-white chin to watch the excitement, but when he saw Pan Xiande acting like this, he was a little disgusted, and couldn't help but snort.

She already knew that she was almost blind, this Pan Xiande was even more powerful than she imagined, and he was really deep hidden!

"Brother-in-law, does he want to make a name for himself?" Guo Xiang thought for a moment, and asked Xiao Yuesheng with some hesitation in her tone, she faintly felt that it was not so simple.

Although she is smart, she is still inexperienced. I can't guess what the intentions of this Pan Xiande are, it seems that he is not just to be famous, otherwise, why do he have to offend the two major factions of the Maple Leaf Sword and Qingwei? No matter how powerful he is, he provokes these two major sword factions in the north and south, I am afraid that there will be no good end!

"Don't worry. Look at it slowly!" Xiao Yuesheng's anger was suppressed. returned to a calm and casual style, and said with a faint smile.

It was just a moment of anger just now, but he forgot that Zhang Qingyun is now a famous Qingwei Divine Sword, with high swordsmanship, and he is invincible so far.

"The heroes who came to watch the battle were not for the Sunflower Treasure Book, but for the wonderful showdown. If Zhang Zhang's head makes a move, everyone must be unable to ask for it!"

Pan Xiande's mediocre face still carried a faint irony. Although he spoke calmly, his tone was strange, and it always made people angry, and he couldn't wait to slap him in the face.

There were cheers from the various boats of the viewpoint, and although the voices were deliberately suppressed, the buzzing of so many people together was extraordinary.

They obviously agreed with what Pan Xiande said, and it was a rare opportunity to be able to see the demeanor of Qingwei Divine Sword, and it was not to be missed.

But I am afraid that I will offend Zhang Qingyun, the Qingwei Divine Sword, although she is like a god in swordsmanship, but after all, she is a woman, her mind is not tolerant of the world, she is ruthless and ruthless, and under the female power, they only dare to whisper.

At this time, Zhang Qingyun let go of the jade hand pressed on the Yuebai long sword, sat quietly at the table, picked up the black porcelain teacup in front of him, squinted his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at Pan Xiande standing in the field, his cold jade face was snow-white and flawless, no joy or anger, and only showed a little thoughtfulness.

The cheers around her could not affect her mood, and the appearance of this Pan Xiande was indeed intriguing.

There are countless people who challenge themselves like this and become famous, whether they should fight or not, it depends on their mood, but when they start, they will never be merciful, and there are countless people who are wasted under her sword.

Taken by its ruthless methods, in recent years, no one dares to take this path to fame, I didn't expect to meet here today, this Pan Xiande is a little capable!

Zhang Qingyun's heart suddenly gave birth to a little excitement, with his stay in Linhu Residence and Guanlan Villa, the swordsmanship that had reached the bottleneck has improved by leaps and bounds again, compared to when he was discussing martial arts with Ye Chongyanyulou, now he can compete with the two original selves, and it is really a pleasure to have the opportunity to test the achievements of recent days.

Ye Chong's majestic gaze slowly swept over the many painting boats under the ring, his face sank like water, he snorted lightly, and said lightly: "If you want to challenge Zhang Zhang, let's become the last winner!"

"Fighting with the Qingwei Divine Sword is a great long-cherished wish, even if you can't see the Sunflower Treasure Book, you will not hesitate!" Pan Xiande said heavily, like a weight, ringing in everyone's ears, and the idea of firm desire was heartwarming.

"You!"

"That's good, this seat is perfect for you!" Zhang Qingyun suddenly raised his hand to stop Ye Chong's rebuttal, and quietly put down the black porcelain tea cup with the other hand, and slowly stood up from the chair.

Ye Zhong was bitter, and looked helplessly at Xiao Yuesheng not far from the ring, and Qingqi's face showed a wry smile.

Xiao Yuesheng chucked slightly, nodded to Ye Chong, revealing a gentle smile, and his eyes revealed gratitude, which made Ye Chong breathe a sigh of relief.

Ye Chong is not Xiao Yuesheng's supernatural powers, even if he has great supernatural powers, he can't make himself obediently obey, what he is afraid of is that Xiao Yuesheng sues himself in front of Xiaoxing, then he will suffer a lot.

In front of Xiaoxing, he is just a child who has no power to fight back, and she teaches people a lesson, without mercy, and her own internal strength has no effect, so I shudder when I think about it.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Qingyun was dressed in a moon-white robe, with silk shoes as light as a feather, walking with Nana, exuding a breath of ice and jade, with the breeze coming, the robe fluttering, as if from the fairy of Gushu Mountain.

Just a few steps away. Zhang Qingyun had already come to Pan Xiande, who was calm, he tightened the long sword in his hand and swallowed the somewhat astringent throat liquid in his mouth hard.

Even if he said it arrogantly and wildly, he was still inevitably nervous when he really faced the invincible number one kendo master in the world.

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Qingyun's whole body, wanting to see a flaw, but his eyes were sore from staring too hard, and he still couldn't do it.

Her heart continued to sink, knowing that she still underestimated this Qingwei Divine Sword, her whole body was full of nothingness, and she actually had the feeling of floating out of the dust, far away in the clouds, and she couldn't capture her breath at all.

"Godfather, can that person block a few swords from Zhang's master?" Yang Ruonan's beautiful face showed an expression of interest, and he shook the big hand held by the two jade hands, and asked in a coquettish voice.

"That depends on the mood of the head of Zhang!" Xiao Yuesheng's warm face had a faint smile. But I'm still thinking about it. This Pan Xiande must be a pseudonym, what sect is he from, is it still a Sa Ding sect?

Zhang Qingyun's cold jade-like face was calm and waveless, curling a few steps away from him, the jade hand pressed the moon-white long sword on the waist of the willow, and in the sound of a dragon's groan, the cold light flashed. A long sword like a fountain was unsheathed.

"Please!" Zhang Qingyun glanced at Pan Xiande opposite, and his voice was cold. It's like a cold spring in summer.

Everyone outside the arena suddenly became nervous, and looked at the two people on the field almost with bated breath.

The long sword was slowly unsheathed, and Pan Xiande's steps were also moving slowly, not forward, but around the calm Zhang Qingyun, trying to change the direction so that the other party would reveal his flaws.

Zhang Qingyun put the long sword that seemed to be a streamer across his chest, his snow-white hand gently held the hilt of the sword, fluttering in the breeze, and his posture was like a fairy.

"There's an arrogance!" The eyes around him seemed to be under tremendous pressure, Pan Xiande finally couldn't bear it, he snorted lightly, and the long sword stabbed violently, heading straight for Zhang Qingyun's back.

"When!" Zhang Qingyun spun under his feet, and the long sword slashed along the trend, drawing half an arc, just hitting the back of the attacking long sword, making a crisp sound.

Through the rotation of the body, the power of Zhang Qingyun's sword was extremely fierce, and Pan Xiande was caught off guard, a huge force came from the sword body, and the long sword involuntarily swung outward, revealing the empty door in front of him.

Zhang Qingyun's sword didn't seem to be affected, and the horizontal slash suddenly turned into a straight stab, like a poisonous rope, and went straight to Pan Xiande's open empty door, the sword light flashed, and it was like electricity, and the people watching the battle around only felt a flower in front of them, and they could no longer see the shape of the long sword.

"Ah!" A scream sounded, Pan Xiande's long sword fell to the ground, his hands covered his chest, his eyes showed flame-like hatred, and he was full of unwilling to stare at Zhang Qingyun who slowly withdrew his sword.

Zhang Qingyun turned a blind eye to the monstrous hatred, and with a slight flick of the long sword, a "hum" dragon chant field sounded, and under the cold light, the blood at the tip of the sword suddenly broke away and recovered spotlessly, just like its owner.

"Ahh

"Ah, it's really so powerful!"

"Mom, this guy is an embroidered pillow wow!"

"Really, seeing him so horizontal, I thought he really had some ability, but he couldn't even take a move, it's really embarrassing!"

"Qingwei Divine Sword, it really lives up to its reputation!"

"|Sure enough, it's the world's first swordsmanship!"

In the painting boats around the ring, the people watching the battle could no longer suppress the shock in their hearts, and the discussions came and went, endlessly, and the entire West Lake seemed to be noisy.

Zhang Qingyun couldn't hear people's discussions, and turned a blind eye to the hateful eyes in front of him, but slowly put a long sword like a clear spring into the sheath, his jade face was as cold as before, but his bright eyes showed a little contempt, and he said lightly to Pan Xiande, who was already a pool of blood under his feet: "I can't help myself!"

"Poof!" a bloody arrow shot out of Pan Xiande's mouth.

The hot blood that kept pouring into his throat could no longer be suppressed, and he was stimulated by these words, and he squirted out of the wine as much as he could, and with the spurting of this hot blood, he only felt that the energy in his body seemed to be squirted out, and the feeling of weakness suddenly grabbed him.

"Bang!" sounded, and his not burly body fell to the sky in a pool of blood, and he had fallen into a coma, unconscious.

The injury to his body would not make him faint immediately, but Zhang Qingyun's few numbers hit his heart hard, he was full of confidence, but he didn't expect to be able to catch a move, such a huge gap was the most hurtful, plus he was provoked by the other party, and under the attack of anger and blood, he couldn't help but be unconscious.

For the somewhat cynical Zhang Qingyun, it is already merciful and compassionate to not take advantage of his powerlessness to resist and stab another sword, and he ran over to seek death by himself, which should be fulfilled by him.

As for whether there will be an unsolvable grudge, she also sees it very openly, defeating the opponent is to make a feud with the other party, no matter how big or small the hatred is, only if you continue to work hard to make the other party dare not retaliate, is the way to survive, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, it is human nature.

A snow-white shadow suddenly flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and a girl in a snow fur suddenly appeared beside Pan Xiande.

Among the snow-white mink fur, her face is beautiful, her face is as bright as snow, and she is so compelling that people dare not look at it directly, it is Yang Ruonan who is following Xiao Yuesheng.

Zhang Qingyun's sword was not enough to kill, although she had signed a life and death certificate, but in front of everyone, she didn't want to kill people, so as not to cause trouble.

But if no one stopped the bleeding of the unconscious Pan Xiande, he would have died of bloodshed.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, and was a little displeased with Zhang Qingyun's ruthlessness, so he gently pulled Yang Ruonan and said softly: "Go and save people!"

"Okay-!" Yang Ruonan hurriedly agreed, but before she could stand up, she had disappeared into the cabin, and her godfather's order won her heart.

Everyone in the ring only felt that today's half-money was too well spent! Not only could they see the amazing sword of Qingwei Divine Sword, but also saw such a beautiful woman, and then looked at the woman who accompanied them, they couldn't help but be bored.

Yang Ruonan came to the stage, first saluted Zhang Qingyun, and said in a sweet voice: "Ruonan has seen my aunt!"

After Zhang Qingyun was helpless, she leaned down, and her white slender jade fingers quickly clicked a few times, volleying into the void, Pan Xiande's wound immediately stopped bleeding, and the effect was abnormal.

"Hehe, auntie, it's my godfather who asked me to save people!" Yang Ruonan pressed Pan Xiande's soft wrist with his hand, and smiled coquettishly at Zhang Qingyun who came to his side.

Zhang Qingyun turned around and glanced at Xiao Yuesheng in the painting boat under the ring, and saw him sitting upright behind the desk, his warm face was as heavy as water, frowning slightly, and his gaze at himself was also faint, and his heart couldn't help but be confused.

"Ruonan, bring him over quickly!" Xiao Yuesheng no longer looked at Zhang Qingyun, as if he didn't know him, and said lightly to Yang Ruonan.

His voice was clear and slow, but the people around him couldn't hear it, only into the ears of Zhang Qingyun and Yang Ruonan.

Although he was angry with Zhang Qingyun, he would not delay the business, and if he wanted to save this person, it was not because he was soft-hearted, but because he wanted to find out his background through mind reading and find out who was behind the scenes.

He himself is not a soft-hearted person, but he does not like women to be cruel.