“Friend Qin, this is Hua Manlou and Sikong Xingxing, and it is my best friend.”

“This is the owner of Qinchuan Qin Zhuang, the owner of Dali Qin’s Tea House.”

Lu Xiaofeng, who had slowed down, returned to a careless smile on his face.

“The seven children of the flower family, the king of stealing kings, I have also heard about it for a long time.”

Qin Chuan said so, but his eyes always stayed on Hua Manlou.

Suddenly, Sikong Xingxing knew that he was a condiment in a corner, and stood beside Lu Xiaofeng with an embarrassed smile, without moving.

Perhaps it was because Qin Chuan’s gaze was too hot, which made Hua Manlou aware of it.

“Lord Qin Zhuang, I don’t know why you’re looking at me like this?”

Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a chuckle:

“It’s nothing, just lamenting that there are not many good people in this rivers and lakes, and they are often the ones who suffer the most.”

Hua Manlou didn’t know why Qin Chuan had such a big emotion, but he thought of himself.

He found that even a tolerant person like him had moments when he was pessimistic about reality.

But in an instant, the confusion in Hua Manlou’s heart turned into firmness, and love and yearning for the beauty of the world.

Qin Chuan felt the psychological changes in the flower, and couldn’t help but be more impressed by him.

After all, a person as pure as Hua Manlou, if nothing else, is a heavenly qualification.

“Oh…”

A sword sound immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

It turned out that it was already the time of the middle of the moon.

The bright full moon floated above Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

I don’t know when, their swords have already been unsheathed.

In the distance, the Iron Bold God Hou Zhu ignored and brought the four secret agents and was rushing towards this side.

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng were both expressionless at the moment, but the sword intent accumulated on their bodies became more and more intense.

Everyone around could feel the piercing chill on their faces.

“There are talented people in the Jianghu generation, and such sword intent is no worse than the sword saint of that year.”

Nameless stretched out his hand to support Xue Bing, who was forced back by the sword intent, and felt a little emotion in his heart.

If it weren’t for the help of Qin Chuan, the confinement to the realm of heaven and man was lifted, I am afraid that it would not be long before he would be drowned in the tide of the times by an endless stream of rising stars.

Nameless turned his head and glanced at Jian Chen, who was waiting for him, and couldn’t help but sigh secretly.

Then, he set his sights on the top of the Hall of Taihe.

Ximen Chuixue raised the long sword in his hand and said coldly:

“This sword is called ‘Juque’, it is a sharp weapon under the world, the blade is three feet seven inches, and the net weight is seven pounds and thirteen taels.”

Ye Gucheng silently replied, “Good sword.” ”

“A good sword indeed.”

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and said:

“The name of this sword is ‘Feihong’, it was forged by overseas cold iron elites, blowing hair and broken hair, the blade is three feet three, and the net weight is six pounds and four taels.”

Ximen Chuixue also replied: “Good sword.” ”

The embarrassment of the two made Qin Chuan’s scalp numb.

However, Qin Chuan saw the flash of Bulingbuling in Xue Bing’s eyes and the yearning in Lin Ping’s Lu Guanying’s eyes.

Only to find that the two are full of dialogue between middle two, and in these small young worlds, it is quite marketable.

It’s just that he, the old man, can’t appreciate it anymore.

Xue Bing, who was attracted by the conversation between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, suddenly felt that someone was approaching behind him.

Looking back, Lu Xiaofeng didn’t know when he was standing behind her.

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at Xue Bing a little anxiously.

Xue Bingxin understood, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he gave Lu Xiaofeng an affirmative look.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng’s heart was only half down.

To be honest, Lu Xiaofeng really couldn’t understand the thinking of their swordsman.

It is clear that they are two people who have no wrongs and no hatred, but they will do their best to fight for life and death.

At the same time, Lu Xiaofeng was also embarrassed.

Because both were his friends, he couldn’t stop the two from fighting a decisive battle.

But I don’t want to lose any of my friends.

Xue Bing and Lu Xiaofeng’s small movements did not hide their nameless eyes.

Nameless also appreciates rising stars like Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

If there is really any critical situation, he does not mind damaging his reputation and intervenes in the decisive battle to save the lives of the two.

Of course, maybe by then the victory and defeat will be divided, or maybe not.

Qin Chuan had already opened the realm of selflessness, and saw that the domineering aura shrouded the entire Taihe Hall.

The night of the full moon, the peak of the Forbidden Purple.

A sword comes to the west, and the sky flies.

He was intrigued.

In the decisive battle of a swordsman, the victory and defeat are often in an instant.

If he missed it, Qin Chuan didn’t know if he would have the opportunity to copy it again.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that Lu Xiaofeng would actually hit Wu Ming’s idea.

But yes, it is only such a rotten good person who has no name to do such a thankless thing.

At this time, two indescribable sword intents spread out with boundless gravity.

This is not that Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng went to war, but the momentum has accumulated to the limit and burst out of Weiya.

Many juniors of the rivers and lakes who were not deep in their skills were shocked by the sudden sword intent, and they couldn’t stand up for a while.

Like dumplings, it fell to the ground.

Their elders, not only did not help, but laughed, and many laughed and scolded.

Those who can be brought here by them to watch the decisive battle are basically given high hopes.

If even the momentum of the decisive battle is to be resisted by them, then what use will these juniors come from?

Jian Chen Chang was looking forward to being by Wuming’s side, well-informed, and had already prepared for this situation, and the impact was not great.

Both Lin Pingzhi and Lu Guanying have experienced undersea cultivation.

The momentum of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, for them, where is it comparable to the power of heaven and earth.

The momentum rolled over, but it just made their bodies stunned slightly.

However, Xue Bing, caught off guard, almost knocked off Susa’s arm, who was unprepared behind him.

After the momentum collided, the decisive battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng also officially began.

There is no heroic and majestic momentum, nor is there a wanton sword qi.

The two lightly stepped on the glazed tiles on the roof of the Taihe Hall, held sharp swords, and stabbed forward.

The sword blade is erratic and changes extremely quickly, and the sword qi is hidden in the sword blade, containing but not emitting.

The roof of the Hall of Taihe was not wide, and the two were only more than thirty steps apart.

However, after more than ten breaths, the sword blades of the two had not yet touched.

It’s just that the sword momentum has already exchanged no less than fifty moves.

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng are both contemporary top swordsmen.

The changes in the moves are already in mind, and you can make any moves you want.

As the two got closer and closer, the sword momentum changed more and more urgently.

Even Nameless, a master of swordsmanship, was praised.

Everyone put their minds on the tip of the sword of the two, because the victory and defeat are about to be known.

Unlike the others, what you see is a wonderful sword fight.

Qin Chuan frowned, feeling like something was wrong.



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