Ningzhou City is not big, at least not as big as the capital of Dongyue.
This was He Luan's first impression after arriving in Ningzhou.
Ningzhou City is not only small, but also seems a bit deserted.
He Luan was walking on the street and saw that pedestrians were all in a hurry, and she didn't know why.
But none of this mattered to him.
Because he came to Ningzhou to fight, or to kill.
Of course, the prerequisite for killing is to win the fight.
If you lose the fight, you can only run away with your tail between your legs.
However, since He Luan first came out of the world and showed his prominence, he has never lost a match.
As a top second-grade practitioner, he can feel the breath of the practitioner. .
As long as the other party didn't deliberately restrain his aura, He Luan could follow the direction and look for it.
He Luan knew that no one could stop him.
No matter how many government officials and soldiers there are, they are nothing but clouds to him.
Only practitioners can defeat practitioners.
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"People are coming from East Vietnam."
Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi put down the chopsticks in his hand and said calmly.
"oh?"
A glint flashed in Zhao Xun's eyes, and he asked curiously: "Teacher, is this person strong? Is he the Sword Master Wei Wuji?"
Hearing this, Taoist Master Qinglian rolled his eyes and said: "How could the Sword Master end up in person? It would be too out of character. Those who came should be his disciples, but this person's realm is also very good, it should be There are two grades.”
"Second grade? Isn't that the same as your mentor?"
"No, his realm should be above mine, reaching the peak of the second level."
Wu Quanyi's tone seemed a little heavy.
"I can feel his powerful and sharp aura, which is so strong across several streets."
Damn it, my mentor has a dog’s nose, he can smell the other person’s breath from a few streets away.
Of course, Zhao Xun quickly suppressed this idea.
Because my mentor knows how to observe the mind.
If his mentor knew his thoughts, he would have to teach him a lesson.
"In this case, we have a slight chance of winning."
"At least fifty percent."
50/50?
Zhao Xun couldn't laugh or cry.
"If it's a one-on-one challenge, there's almost no chance of winning. But aren't there a few disciples from the academy? Your third senior brother is also at the second level, and the other two can also help."
Zhao Xun understood that his mentor had not taken him into consideration at all.
Also, there is indeed a limit to what a seventh-grade scumbag can do in a duel with a second-grade strong opponent.
It's like two elephants fighting each other, and the ants can't help.
In the eyes of his mentor, his current state is probably not worth mentioning.
"Are we going to fight on wheels? Wouldn't this be a bit unviable?"
"Winning is the key. If you lose, it's all your problem."
Wu Quanyi said seriously: "You brat, you will see the opportunity when the time comes. If you have a chance, don't hesitate to take action."
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Um? My mentor asked me to take action? Did you hear that right?
"Teacher, my disciple is helpless."
"The gap between masters' attacks will be very small. But no matter how small it is, there will still be a gap."
Wu Quanyi paused and said: "What you need to aim at is that gap. As long as you target it, it will be the opponent's Achilles' heel."
"My mentor trusts me so much, then I will give it a try."
Zhao Xun felt a little unsure, but no matter what Wu Quanyi said, there was no way he could refuse.
"Protect my physical body, if my soul leaves my body."
Wu Quanyi said calmly: "If we are really pushed to that point, I'm afraid my soul will have to fight."
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He Luan stepped into the three-entry courtyard of Ningzhou Mansion.
To him, the guards guarding the courtyard are just decoration.
He Luan's speed was too fast.
It was so fast that the guard couldn't see anyone with his naked eyes.
He Luanru entered a deserted place.
UI.
With the advantage of speed, the advantages in other aspects can be infinitely expanded.
"Your Excellency, are you from East Vietnam?"
Wu Quanyi asked with his hands behind his back and slightly squinting his eyes.
He looked at He Luan in a condescending manner because he was standing on the roof.
He Luan looked up and knew who this person was the moment he saw Wu Quanyi.
"There are not more than ten people in the world who can have such true Taoist intentions. You are Taoist Priest Qinglian, right?"
"Yes, I am Wu Quanyi? Who is your Excellency?"
"He Luan, the first disciple of the Sword Saint."
He Luan's answer was brief but forceful.
The name of Sword Master Wei Wuji is the sharpest weapon.
I am afraid no one can ignore the name of Sword Master in front of the world.
Except for the man in the academy.
"Why are you here?"
"The Sword Master's Order."
After that, He Luan didn't say another word.
Wu Quanyi drew his sword out of its sheath and flew straight towards the roof.
Taoist Priest Qinglian then drew out the Qinglian Sword and stepped forward to greet him.
"Qinglian Sword Intent!"
He Luan was a wise man. He drew out his sword and collided with the Qinglian Sword, making a crisp sound.
Dongyue Jiange is an expert in using swords, but He Luan also has to admit that Qinglian swordsmanship is very strong.
The sword attack actually forced He Luan to use all his strength to catch it.
There are not many people who can force him to use all his strength, Wu Quanyi is one of them.
The green dragon, the guardian object of the Qinglian Sword, burst out from the sword intention, carrying the Ling Lie sword intention and was about to engulf He Luan in an instant.
Guard object!
You have the green dragon and I have the white tiger!
"out!"
He Luan shouted loudly, and then forced the guard object out of the natal sword.
He Luan's sword intention guardian object is an auspicious white tiger!
The tiger is the king of beasts, and the white tiger is even more ferocious.
Even facing Qinglong, he showed no fear at all.
In an instant, the white tiger and the green dragon were biting each other, and they were evenly matched and it was difficult to tell the winner.
As for Wu Quanyi and He Luan themselves, they flew to high altitudes to fight.
Use ruthless moves and risk your life with every move.
It would be difficult for an ordinary person to survive three rounds under their hands.
But Wu Quanyi is different.
He is originally a second-grade Taoist, so his offensive ability may not be as good as martial arts, but in terms of defense, he is definitely a good player in the Gou Taoist sect.
The reason why Wu Quanyi wanted to lure He Luan away to high altitude was because he was afraid of hurting innocent people.
The people of Ningzhou had just experienced the troubles of monsters and beasts, and they really couldn't stand the trouble anymore.
The battle of the practitioners is left to the practitioners.
Zhao Xun watched from the third floor attic of the courtyard and couldn't help but admire it.
The power of Qinglian Sword Intent does not lie in the moves themselves, but in the artistic conception.
No matter how powerful the opponent is, they will be enveloped by the Qinglian Sword Intent.
And as the fighting moves between the two sides increase, the sword intent of the Qinglian Sword will also increase.
To put it bluntly, Qinglian Jianyi has the ability to learn independently, and is simply an alpha dog.
If you don't practice, you won't be strong. The more you practice, the stronger you will become.
"I didn't expect my mentor to be so strong. I'm really lucky. I met a lot of big guys. No, luck is also part of my strength."
Zhao Xun said with emotion.
"I can't be distracted. If their souls fight out of their bodies, I have to protect my mentor's body."
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