See Jiangshan

"He's going to die. I hope he dies."

Zhong Tianyu leaned on the balcony railing, overlooking the undulating water.

In addition to Guanhu Tower, the lakeside pavilions have the best view here.

He first entered Nanyang when the spring rain was continuous, and went to Gu Xuejiang's art booth one evening.At that time, Cheng Qianren was dressed in shabby clothes, standing in front of Linshuangjian, sweating like rain, and his face was pale.A look of being frightened and stupid.

In just half a year, who would have thought that the noodle shop guy became the number one genius in Nanyuan, and was sought after by everyone wherever he went.People who were so different from you in the past have undergone earth-shaking changes. Who can bear this gap?

"Some things are not what you wish..." Zhong Tianjin laughed at his cousin's childishness, "But this time, if he survives by chance, he should be seriously injured. The banquet tonight will definitely not come."

The final match of the fight between the two courts was extremely exciting, but the young masters in brocade clothes on the terrace watched absent-mindedly.

Because there are more important things waiting for them.

The banquet for Xuejiang Huajian will be held tonight.

Zhang Xu said: "It will go well. Cheng Qianren is injured, and they must leave an absolutely trusted 'insider' to take care of them. Lin Duzhi is proficient in medical skills, and it is most suitable for him to take care of the wounded. Who else can Huajian Xuejiang bring? Then After the criminal minister who lost to Qingyujian, Xu Ran with two swords?"

These things were planned long ago, but he repeated them deliberately at this time, more like self-encouragement.

Three or four people next to him echoed their words, and even raised their glasses to wish the success.

Even if all the detailed plans are perfect, they are still nervous.

"Why panic, that person always likes to talk about useless loyalty, and he doesn't want to burden others, so he might go to the meeting alone." Bai Yujue was more calm, "He accepted the invitation and said he would come, so he will definitely come."

The two players in the battle disappeared one after another, and many people were puzzled in the Guanhu Tower.

"Even if you make a move underwater, you should be self-confident. His body-protecting essence is more concentrated, and his breath should be more stable."

If they knew that Cheng Qianren could dive deep down the river for a cup of tea without taking a breath when he didn't have half a point of cultivation, I'm afraid they wouldn't say that.

The students by the lake stared at the water surface intently, falling into anxious waiting.

Under the pitch-black water, the long sword infused with true energy was as bright as the moon, illuminating the figures of the two men in a strange light and shadow.

The two swords collided suddenly, the water waves were pulled by the strength, the mud, sand and algae surged violently, and the bottom of the lake trembled violently.

Cheng Qianren flew back and disappeared in the muddy sand. He already felt that although Fu Keji's realm could resist water pressure and resistance, it would be slower than water.

Just bet on it.

Fu Keji didn't chase after him, he turned the long sword upside down with his wrist, and the point of the sword sank two inches into the ground.

"boom--"

With him as the center, the air waves exploded layer by layer, and the range expanded rapidly.

Shuangsha Qiuhu used it again. Under such a terrifying attack, Cheng Qianren had absolutely nowhere to hide.

At this moment, a warning sign flashed in Fu Keji's heart, and he immediately drew his sword to defend himself!

It's too late.

Cheng Qianren descended from the sky, thousands of lake sand gathered with the long sword, and the growing river poured down, thunderous!

Mr. Hu is still watching.Sometimes when he stands on the library building, he can see through thousands of clouds and see the snow peak in the east and the platform for picking stars in the north.The autumn water of Taiye Lake is not a shelter.

He said: "It turned out to be 'Huanghai Huangsha'."

There is no such thing as "the strongest ultimate move" in the set of "Jian Jiangshan" sword formulas, in other words, any move can become a ultimate move.

The sharp-eyed student by the lake exclaimed.A blood flower floated in the center of the lake, which was quickly washed away by the current.

In the next second, a ten-foot water column shot up into the sky, and the snow wave was surging!

Two figures, green and white, rushed out of the lake one after another, sword lights intertwined heavily.

Half of Fu Keji's Tsing Yi was stained with blood, Cheng Qianren did not give him any time to breathe, and pursued him, dragging him into close combat.

The self-restraining sword is like a dragon swimming in the shallows, the sword can't be used, and there are dangers all over the place.

"God! Brother Cheng has the upper hand!"

"Perhaps...he will beat Fu Keji?! Our Nanyuan...are we going to win the double rankings of the double-court fight!"

Excited and nervous, Xu Ran jumped on the bow of the boat: "We can win, we can win! We can win!"

Gu Xuejiang didn't smile: "Maybe I was thinking too much, since Yuan Xiasuo dared to gamble with the self-denial sword, they must have made all the preparations..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a melodious flute sound.

The sound of the flute is lonely, like autumn rain, and the clouds are gathering.

Lin Duzhi got up suddenly, and asked another boat at the ferry, "What are you doing!"

He was usually calm and indifferent, but now his voice was sharp and terrifying, shocking Xu Ran into silence.

Yuan Xiasuo was not afraid, put down his flute, smiled and waved to them.

Gu Xuejiang asked Lin Duzhi: "Is there something wrong with the sound of the flute?"

Lin Lu: "The sound control technique coincides with Fu Keji's swordsmanship. We can't hear anything, but Qianren may..."

There was still sword energy remaining in Cheng Qianren's abdominal wound, torturing him every second.

But he knew that his opponent was not feeling well either. Although Fu Keji had just avoided the vital point, he also left a bone-piercing wound on his right arm.The battle has come to a dead end, now it's up to whoever is more tolerant, whoever falls first.

At this moment, a flute sound drifted into his ears, faint and clear, but he felt annoyance welling up in his chest, and the long sword in his hand was a little later, and he was almost killed.

Although the Nanyuan students at the ferry crossing didn't know what happened, they saw that the situation was wrong, and said one after another: "Ruling, someone interrupted the battle!"

"I'll play an impromptu song for the fun of this battle. I didn't use any real energy, how can I bother them?" Yuan Xiasuo said to the ruling: "The college is the most disciplined place, there is no rule that says I can't play the flute by the lake .”

Gu Xuejiang was silent for a moment: "Fu Keji doesn't know."

Yuanxia Suoxiang was convincing himself: "This battle must not be lost. He will not blame me."

The flute sounded again.

Upstairs in the library, the court judge snorted coldly: "Ghost tricks. Do you really think no one can see it?"

Hu Yizhi held his knife: "It's rare to find a loophole in the rules and have the ability to take advantage of it. Don't meddle in the affairs of young people."

"Why?" You didn't care less about young people.

"Because he plays well." Mr. Hu took a sip of hot tea and sighed, "I haven't heard such a beautiful tune for a long time."

The judge stopped talking.I see what he means.

"These young people are not in the pool. What we have to do is not let them die. Then put the future of the human race in their hands. If you can't even survive a fight, you don't have the qualifications to be expected. "

When the big waves wash away the sand, they may cooperate or oppose each other, and the strong will be left after all.

Before the words fell, Hu Yizhi heard the sound of the piano again.

Everyone heard it and was stunned for a moment.

Xu Ran drew out his knife angrily: "Why is there another one? I cut off the one surnamed Yuan first!"

Gu Xuejiang reached out to stop her: "It's Wen Le."

The sound of the piano is as calm as mountains and flowing water. When it meets the sound of the flute, it becomes passionate.

Everyone by the lake watched the swords and shadows clash amidst the violins and flutes, their hearts were ups and downs, and they were reborn with great pride.

Mr. Hu was happy again, and clapped his hands in praise: "'Meihu Hanbi' is wonderful for 'Ye Xue Chu Ji'!"

Before the middle of the song, Yuan Xiasuo took back the jade flute and let out a long sigh.He suffered backlash, blood overflowed from his lips, and was supported by Qiu Bei to sit down.

The sound of the piano then fell silent.Jian'an Building is as calm as ever.

In the eyes of all the people, the battle on the lake suddenly changed. Cheng Qianren sold an opening and took a hard slap, turning the hilt of the sword upside down and hitting the opponent's veins fiercely.Fu Keji didn't notice it for a while, his wrist was shaken, and the Keji sword flew out of his hand, crashing into the lake.

uproar.

Fu Keji remained unruffled in the face of danger, his whole body overflowing with sword energy, blocking the opponent's attack.

Cheng Qianren slashed with his sword quickly, and the shattered sword energy fell into the lake, triggering a series of explosions.

The sky was full of violent wind and rain, he held his long sword high, the brilliance was dazzling, and he slashed down again!

Everyone is in suspense.

Did Fu Keji recall his sword first, or did Cheng Qianren's sword pierce his chest first?

In the nick of time, we will see the result immediately!

***

Today, everyone gathered by the Taiye Pool.The green pines in the guest courtyard are silent, and the wind is bleak.

When Fu Keji lost his sword and was in danger, and the lake was stained red with blood, in the depths of the courtyard, in the dark corner of the closet, a long box trembled slightly.

No one saw it.

It seemed as if the horrible living things were gradually waking up, and then the walls, Wuwa, green pines, white stones, and the whole courtyard trembled violently!

"boom--"

A black shadow broke through the roof!

It breaks beams and tiles, cuts trees and stones.

Unabated, go straight to the sky!

The water in the Taiye Pool was detonated again and again, and the black shadow shuttled above the layers of dark clouds.

The crickets in the urn have fought to the death, and both sides will suffer.The expressions of the four people upstairs in the library suddenly changed.

Someone by the lake looked up and exclaimed in surprise, "What is that!"

In the next second, the sound of high-speed piercing through the air sounded like a scream, and the black shadow swooped towards the lake!

"boom--"

A sword fell from the sky, and the water of the entire Taiye Lake soared to the sky, and it was forcibly divided into two halves.

Ice shattered, tiles cracked, landslides and rivers dried up!

"Mountains and rivers collapse—" Jiange elder hissed, "How could he move this sword!"

Many people muttered to themselves: "So this is the collapse of mountains and rivers..."

Fu Keji wiped the magic soldier's psychic powers every day, and if he sincerely waited, there would be echoes.

'Mountain and River Collapse' relied on its own power to block this blow for him at the last moment.

Cheng Qianren smashed into the lotus pond like a kite with a broken string!

A blood arrow shot out in the air!

Fu Keji is like an insurmountable mountain.

You thought 'Frost Killing Autumn Lake' was his strongest ultimate move, but he can still summon a handful of magical soldiers to rescue him.

You don't know how many terrifying backhands he has, and which sword is the strongest.

Facing the 'lands and rivers collapsed' by another person, I am afraid that at this time, I am already in despair.

Once the unsheathed sword has the intention to retreat, its sharpness will inevitably be damaged, and its speed and strength will not be at its peak.

The people who were shocked by the magic weapon slowed down and saw Cheng Qianren standing up slowly with the sword pillar on the ground.

Broken ribs, internal organs bleeding.

His whole body was bathed in blood.

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, but it didn't seem like fear, but anger.

Cheng Qianren seemed to be able to sense the emotion of the sword, and a fire ignited, burning all limbs and bones from his chest.

This is enough.He thinks he can still fight.