"I will stop it if necessary!" Lu Sheng said lightly.

"I knew you were hiding it!" Chen Ling's face suddenly relaxed after receiving Lu Sheng's promise.

Suddenly, the crowd started to stir up. Everyone turned their heads and looked behind them.

Lu Sheng also looked along the crowd's sight. A carriage slowly drove in the distance of Yanyu Tower.

Around the carriage are a group of women in white. Each woman in white has a beautiful flower embroidered on her collar.

The Baihua Palace's reputation in the world is no less than the nine sects of China. It's not that the Baihua Palace's strength is really as strong as the nine sects of China. Instead, the martial arts world in the world are particularly popular with the sects composed of pure women, and Baihua Palace is the most top-notch and most representative among the pure women's sects.

Each of the disciples of the Baihua Palace has a better face. The Baihua Palace pays special attention to cultivating the disciples' temperament and demeanor, so every disciple of the Baihua Palace can quickly obtain a large number of flower protection messengers when they go out of the world.

The appearance of so many disciples from the Baihua Palace will naturally feast for the many martial arts tourists in the martial arts world.

At the forefront of disciples of Baihua Palace, Liu Qingyun, dressed in white, was particularly conspicuous.

The moment Liu Qingyun appeared, his eyes immediately locked on Bu Feiyan. This was the attraction of the peerless swordsman. Even if both of them were hidden in the crowd, they could discover each other at the first time.

The disciples of Baihua Palace slowly walked towards Yanyu Tower. Bu Feiyan, who was standing by the lake, gently put away his umbrella and slowly walked into Yanyu Tower.

On the top of the fifth floor, the martial arts heroes retreated one after another. The top floor, which was just occupied, seemed empty in the blink of an eye.

Chen Ling still didn't move, and Lu Sheng naturally ate the snacks in front of him.

After a while, the stairs sounded crisp footsteps. Liu Qingyun entered the fifth floor, glanced at Chen Ling and Lu Sheng's tables, and his brows frowned slightly.

"It's you?" Liu Qingyun didn't know Chen Ling, but he recognized Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng raised his wine glass and nodded at Liu Qingyun. Liu Qingyun pursed his lips, but finally didn't say anything.

A gust of fragrant wind came, and soon, more than a dozen disciples from the Baihua Palace also came to the roof.

Among the disciples of Baihua Palace, a stretcher like a crescent boat was carried. On the crescent bed, a woman with her eyes closed was as quiet as if she was asleep.

The moment he saw the woman, Lu Sheng's vision seemed to have been impacted and his whole body trembled. Chen Ling beside him, his eyes were even straightened and he fell into a dullness.

It is said that Xuanmiaodie is the most beautiful woman in the world, but it is limited to legend. Neither Chen Ling nor Lu Sheng had ever seen it.

Seeing this moment, it was indeed as beautiful as the legendary one. Even though she was now in a state of fake death, her quiet sleep was as perfect as a white jade sculpture.

If Xuanmiaodie opened her eyes, how thrilling it would be.

Lu Sheng quickly put away his mind and gently pulled Chen Ling's sleeve.

Seeing that there were people on the fifth floor, the disciples of the Baihua Palace had a slightly clustered brow, and walked on lotus steps and slowly came to Lu Sheng and Shen Ling.

"The two young men are polite. Today, we have a grudge with Bu Feiyan and will be broken. It will hurt the innocent. I hope the two young men will avoid it..."

"Please rest assured, girl, we will protect ourselves..." Chen Ling quickly stood up and replied seriously.

The woman's face paused, and she looked at Chen Ling's eyes flashing with a flash of hesitation, "Young Master seems to ignore my words. In a while, there will be a big war here. For the sake of your life, please avoid it..."

"I have already understood the girl's meaning very clearly. Please don't worry about us, we will protect ourselves."

"Changqin! They are people in the government." At this time, Liu Qingyun's elegant voice came.

"People in the government? What are you doing here?" Changqin's eyes instantly became alert.

Chen Ling was about to speak, but suddenly his back was tense. If Chen Ling had long hair, the hair on his back should be standing upright at this moment.

Because there was no sign, a green figure appeared beside Shen Ling. Even no one noticed how she appeared.

Bu Feiyan came to Lu Sheng, "I'll give you your umbrella..."

Lu Sheng stared at Bu Feiyan's eyes hesitantly, very beautiful! It was as crystal clear as diamonds. However, Lu Sheng felt unparalleled regret. These beautiful eyes did not have any sense of brilliance. Even if Lu Sheng stared at Bu Feiyan's eyes, Bu Feiyan could not see him.

Lu Sheng gently took the umbrella, his fingertips trembled slightly.

But in just a moment, the inexplicable emotions were suppressed by Lu Sheng.

"Bu Feiyan!" Changqin's eyes instantly turned into sword light, staring at Bu Feiyan coldly, "You really dare to come? We have always regarded you as a relative, but you have killed so many disciples of my Baihua Palace?

Junior Sister Miaodie regards you as her close sister, and she always thinks about you. How can you bear it? How can you attack her?"

Faced with the questioning, Bu Feiyan looked at Xuanmiaodie who was unconscious on the stretcher. After a long time, the expression on his face became a little loose.

"Not me..."

"It's not you? Hahaha... Are you still quibbling at this time?" Changqin accused Bu Feiyan of grief and anger, "When we arrived, Junior Sister Miaodie was already dying. She said your name with her last consciousness. You still said it wasn't you?

The disciples of Baihua Palace, all the sword injuries suffered by them were frozen wounds. Except for your Ice Soul Sword Immortal Bu Feiyan, who can use such a sword technique? Besides, Junior Sister Miaodie will admit everyone wrong, but she will not admit you wrong."

"I will find out..." Bu Feiyan said lightly, turning around slowly, and was about to leave.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded and stopped Bu Feiyan. Liu Qingyun slowly took out a red post from his arms. He flicked his fingers, and the red post was sent to Bu Feiyan like a breeze.

Wherever the red post passed, it seemed as if it had twisted the space and carried a ripples-like tail flame. The bitter sword intent emerged from the red post.

Bu Feiyan did not turn around, and stretched out his fingers like white jade to gently clamp the red post. The moment the red post fell into Bu Feiyan's hand, the cold sword intent seemed to have never appeared before, and disappeared without a trace.

Bu Feiyan gently spread the red post, and the two bright words of the post came into view, but it did not include Bu Feiyan.

"Mr. Liu, Bu Feiyan can't see it." Changqin said to Liu Qingyun in a low voice.

Liu Qingyun's eyes shrank suddenly, "I can't see? What does it mean?"

"Bu Feiyan has been blind since childhood, so... she can't see it."

Liu Qingyun's eyes when he looked at Bu Feiyan changed. He could not imagine how a person born blind could reach such a state above the sword path? It would be a problem for a blind person to learn swords.

"Bu Feiyan, this is the battle letter Mr. Liu gave you!" Then, Changqin said to Bu Feiyan.

"When? Where?"

"At this time, here!"

Bu Feiyan stretched out his slender jade fingers, and a little vermilion red overflowed from his fingers, pressing a bright red fingerprint on Zhan Shu.

Whoosh-

The battle post was as fast as lightning, shooting towards Liu Qingyun. Facing the attacking battle post, Liu Qingyun shook his sleeves, and the battle post suddenly changed direction and flew straight towards the table where Lu Sheng was.

In the eyes of three bystanders including Lu Sheng, their method of submitting war posts was so light. But when the war post really hit, the three of them understood how powerful a normal war post contained.

Chen Ling was already shocked and used ten levels of skills, but Lu Li, who was sitting next to Lu Sheng, had already been so scared that his face was pale and he had lost his ability to move.

The battle post suddenly stopped three inches in front of Lu Sheng, as if an invisible hand had caught the battle post. Lu Sheng stretched out his finger and gently took the battle post.

The movement was so light, but it shocked the masters present the most directly. Especially Changqin, her eyes widened and she showed a melon-eating expression.

Lu Sheng took the battle post and looked at the handwriting on the battle post, "Did you write this battle post?"

Liu Qingyun pursed her lips, "Yes!"

“The words are so ugly!”

"Cough cough cough--" Chen Ling, who was on the side, was about to drink a sip of wine and extinguished it. He couldn't hold back and squirted out a sip of wine.

I have seen anyone who did it, but I have never seen anyone who dared to do it in front of Liu Qingyun. Liu Qingyun debuted for 72 battles, and each battle ended within three swords, and under his sword, there was no longer a living thing except Xuanmiaodie.

So, those who dare to do it in front of Liu Qingyun will all die.

In fact, Liu Qingyun's handwriting is not ugly, at least it can be considered neat. But when it comes to the level of calligraphy, it is indeed far behind.

For people like Liu Qingyun, reading and writing are nothing more than just to avoid being an illiterate person. Studying it deeper is a waste of time. So, don’t expect a good scholar in the martial arts world to have a good literary talent. Of course, there are also alternatives.

Lu Sheng hooked his fingers, and the pen placed on the counter not far away fell into Lu Sheng's hand instantly. Lu Sheng waved his pen and wrote two big words in a slew manner.

Without comparison, there is no harm. The iron-painted silver hook in Lu Sheng taught Liu Qingyun a profound lesson on what calligraphy is.

But when Lu Sheng picked up his pen and breathed, Changqin beside Liu Qingyun's side spit out the two words written by Lu Sheng in shock.

“Not accurate?”

"Yes! Not accurate!"

"No?" A scream like thunder came from the wooden board under your feet.

Although the fifth floor was cleared, all the martial arts heroes flocked into the fourth floor. Even outside the window on the fourth floor, dozens of martial arts heroes were hung like hanging.

The dialogue on the fifth floor naturally listened to the people in the ears of the middle.

Waiting for Liu Qingyun and Bu Feiyan to have a shocking battle with anticipation. Some people even thought about how to blow themselves and watch the sword energy flowing all over the whole process.

However, no one expected that a junior boy in the government would give a reply of two words?

Are you confused about the situation? Or are young people now so willful? Will such a battle come to an end if the government is right or not?

"No? Why are you?" Liu Qingyun walked slowly and stood in front of Lu Sheng.

"By this!" Lu Sheng took out the silver token of Xuantian Mansion from his arms, "Is it enough?"

"not enough!"

"Then is this enough?" Chen Ling took out the token from the Nanling Prince's Mansion from his arms and placed it next to Lu Sheng's Yin Order.

"It's not enough!" Liu Qingyun was slightly angry.

"Then this! Is it enough?" Lu Sheng slowly raised his head, and his eyes shot towards Liu Qingyun's eyes like a sword. He adjusted the internal force of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang, and the two internal forces changed rapidly in his body like a switch.

A faint yin and yang fish rose from behind Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng's eyes turned into gold and silver.

The momentum exploded and the power rose! The entire Yanyu Tower was shaking in Lu Sheng's momentum.
Chapter completed!