Acting for the gods

Chapter 343 Impulsive momentary pleasure, heartbroken regret
Bu Jingyun and Duanlang are both aloof and uncommon people. Bu Jingyun looked at Duanlang coldly, with the red cloak behind him fluttering in the wind, like an erratic red cloud, with a long, continuous breath.

Duanlang drew out the sword in his hand, the long sword was sharp and full of momentum, his eyes were full of desire to win, he always wanted to prove himself.

The person Duanlang most wants to defeat at present is Bu Jingyun.

"Bu Jingyun, today I will show you how powerful my family-breaking swordsmanship is."

"Hmph, you were not my opponent before, not now, and even less in the future!"

Bu Jingyun said coldly, very confident.

Nie Feng was caught between the two, in a dilemma.

On one side is his senior brother.

One side is his friend.

"Senior Brother Yun, Lang, if you have something to say, speak up."

"I have nothing to say to him."

"Feng, don't worry about this matter."

Bu Jingyun and Duanlang looked at each other, but it was rare to reach an agreement.

Nie Feng had no choice but to step aside.

"Come on, this time let you face reality."

Bu Jingyun circulated the "Cloud Dispelling Palm", and suddenly the cloud surged, surrounding Bu Jingyun's body.

"The sun is like a fire!"

Duanlang turned his wrist and picked out the sword flowers one after another. The dazzling light lit up on the sword body, as if the scorching sun broke through the clouds, and the fiery red sword energy shot at Bu Jingyun.

"Crossing the clouds and turning the rain!"

Bu Jingyun slapped out his palms at an extremely fast speed, the shadows of his palms were flying, and his moves were intertwined and complicated, blocking all those flaming sword flowers.

"Daily filling!"

Duanlang leaped up, stood on a high place, and slashed downwards with his sword. The fierce and fierce sword energy, steaming heat wave, lingered for a long time.

"Tear the sky and remove the clouds!"

Bu Jingyun's feet sank, his palms pierced through a thousand weights, and he slapped upwards obliquely. The mighty cloud strength that can be divided into gold seems to be able to tear apart the sky.

The swords and palms collided, and the violent energy exploded, and both sides were knocked back by the energy of the explosion.

The wind howled, and a fiery red storm spread from between the two of them. As the two of them retreated, a layer of marble floor under their feet was lifted away, and they flew up along the air waves to a distance.

The two fought fast, and in the blink of an eye, they used hundreds of moves. They looked evenly matched, but they were already showing signs of fatigue.

Relying on the sharpness of the sword, and Huo Jin's restraint on Yun Jin, Duan Lang gradually gained the upper hand.

"Bu Jingyun, your cloud-dispelling palm is only capable at this point, you are doomed!"

"Not ashamed to speak."

Bu Jingyun was secretly surprised, he didn't expect Duanlang's strength to be much stronger than the last time he competed in the teaching field.

Could it be that Duanlang didn't do his best last time?
There was a hint of worry in Nie Feng's eyes, he was not happy to see anyone hurt.

But Bu Jingyun and Duanlang both played real fire, and they had no reservations about their shots.

Duan Lang's figure flickered, and a storm of flames rolled up from the long sword in his hand. Fiery waves of fire swept out, like a fierce beast, making a piercing neigh, and all the flowers and plants along the way were burned, leaving a scorched black mark on the ground.

Wherever the sword qi passed, the marble along the way burst, revealing a five-foot-long sword mark.

"Calamity descends from the sky!"

Feeling the dominance of this sword, Bu Jingyun turned around, the cloak behind him whirled against the wind, the yin and yang aura was vague and uncertain, with invincible energy, from softening to rigidity, and then palming out black clouds, like dark clouds falling straight down.

The two energies collided in the air, and after a moment of stalemate, Duanlang's "Fire Lin Eclipse" was even better. The cloak was torn by the sword energy, leaving a wound on Bu Jingyun's left shoulder. Blood flowed from his shoulders.

Obviously, in this confrontation, Bu Jingyun suffered a big loss.

However, Bu Jingyun became more courageous as he fought, and "Pai Yun Zhang" had the characteristic of becoming stronger when exposed to water, and it would only bleed. Bu Jingyun used blood to enhance his attack power, which moved back to some situations.

Between palms and swords, the two flew up and down in the courtyard, constantly moving, changing their moves, and fought fiercely for dozens of rounds in a blink of an eye.

In the small courtyard, there are traces of being scraped by energy everywhere, and the surrounding area is in a mess.

Bu Jingyun's "Cloud Dispelling Palm" contains the meaning of "cloud impermanence". The moves are erratic and elusive. After encountering blood, they are extremely powerful.

But blood is not plain water, it's okay to fight fiercely for a short time, but after a long time, the body will definitely not be able to bear it.

"I want to see how much blood you can shed."

Duanlang didn't fight head-on with Bu Jingyun, he wandered away, and gradually Bu Jingyun lost his strength, and was beaten back steadily. In the blink of an eye, Duanlang's whole body was full of breath, and the long sword in his hand stabbed Bu Jingyun chest.

"do not want!"

Seeing the killer under Duanlang, Nie Feng moved, ready to stop him.

However, a sword qi came later and shot at Duanlang's sword, breaking the long sword.

Duanlang was forced to retreat, he was about to get angry, but when he turned his head, he realized that the person who made the attack was Tianjian Wuming.

And God Gu Wenhuang sat in a wheelchair and ate melon seeds.

[When did they arrive?I didn't notice it before. 】

Duanlang was secretly frightened, and it was okay to be nameless.

God Gu Wenhuang was sitting in a wheelchair, how did he approach so silently?
"People can't be too exhausted, and things can't be exhausted. Everything is too exhausted, and fate is bound to be exhausted early."

Wuming is good at being a teacher, seeing that Bu Jingyun and Duanlang have good talents, and he doesn't want them to go on a wrong path, so he gives advice.

Duanlang was upset, but facing Tianjian Wuming, he knew that he was not the opponent, threw the broken sword on the ground, turned his head and looked at Bu Jingyun with disdain: "This time I won!"

"Hmph, I haven't lost yet."

Seeing the villain's triumphant Duanlang, Bu Jingyun's face was very ugly.

[Young man who needs to be strong! 】

Wuming didn't say much about this, he was also a person who had been there before, and he knew that young people always like to fight, so he looked at Jiang Fan, who was eating melon seeds, and said, "What does Emperor Wen think about this battle?"

"The most important thing in this battle is the tactic of mutual restraint. Duanlang belongs to fire, and there is no water here, so he has the advantage. Bu Jingyun's foundation is better than Duanlang, and his on-the-spot reaction is enough..."

Jiang Fan casually dropped the melon seeds: "Compared with their fight, I am more concerned about whether they have money to compensate for the damage?"

As he said that, Jiang Fan looked at Duanlang and Bu Jingyun: "I've enjoyed the fight, please settle the bill. For damaged items, make up the whole number. Even if you are 10 taels, no credit will be owed, and whoever will pay."

"10 million taels, why don't you grab it!"

When Duanlang heard that it was 10 taels, he immediately became furious. He would work as a handyman in the world, and only two taels of silver a month.

10 taels is not enough to buy him.

Bu Jingyun is rich, but whoever has nothing to do will carry 10 taels of silver notes on him.

As for replacing with names, if Bu Jingyun dared to do it, Jiang Fan dared to break his legs.

"A gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. If you don't destroy it wantonly, how can I ask for money? What, you want to renege on your debt? You don't need to pay for broken things. If you want to go whoring for nothing, it's impossible!"

Looking at Bu Jingyun and Duanlang whose complexions were getting darker, Jiang Fan would not be used to their bad habits.

Really, everyone in the world is your father, and you have to be used to everything.

Nie Feng wondered: "Senior Emperor Wen, 10 taels is too much, and you won't let us go out, so we can't raise money!"

"If you don't have money, then work to pay off your debts. Clean up the yard first, and then go to Jianchi to forge iron. If you can't do well, I will let you experience the thickness of moral culture."

Jiang Fan shook his feather fan, Wuming shook his head, gave the young people a self-seeking look, and then pushed Jiang Fan away.

Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and Duanlang stood in the dilapidated small courtyard.

A gust of wind blows, the fallen leaves flutter, and the world is vast!
The impulse is good for a while, and it is heartbroken to regret it.

This time, between Bu Jingyun and Duanlang, there is no winner, and the tears of beating the workers are silently left in my heart!

(End of this chapter)