The sun was shining brightly, and the young man was tall and tall. His face was pale and his clothes were torn on his chest, but he had an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
When Suzaku realized that her lover had come back to life, she hugged him tightly in excitement and said incoherently: "You are reluctant to leave us after all, and you are alive again. It's great..."
When Old Man Wuwu and other Kunlun sect members saw Ximen Lang, they were all shocked. What's going on? Isn't this guy dead? Why did he appear? It's so weird!
He was not dead, so I felt that this kid would not die so easily! Yun Qing sighed in her heart. At this time, her mood was very complicated, with all kinds of emotions, and she had an inexplicable feeling. However, seeing that her enemy was not dead, she
There is new motivation and revenge is needed.
The members of the Chinese sect in the courtyard were very excited when they saw the chief sect master resurrected, and cheered loudly: "The chief sect master is not dead. The evil devil is dumbfounded."
"Long live the chief sect master... long live..."
Looking at the guy below who killed several Kunlun disciples, old man Wuwu burst out with anger and said bitterly: "Ximen Lang, you are lucky. I didn't expect that the avalanche didn't kill you."
Ximen Lang smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I won't die so easily. You old guy is dozens of years older than me and you haven't died yet. How could I die first? Why do I have to wait for you to die before I die?"
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The hopeless old man said angrily: "You are dreaming..."
Ximen Lang moved his eyes to Yun Qing's face across from him and sneered: "Why, I heard that you want to be the head of the Huamen, so you came here to challenge me, a master of the Huamen?"
Yun Qing said coldly: "Yes, I really want to be the head of this sect, and I think I am qualified."
"If you want to be the head of the sect, you have to get my consent. Since you once put down your wild words and wanted to defeat the top ten masters of our Hua sect, now let me teach you."
As soon as these words came out, many members of the Huamen shouted happily: "If the chief sect leader takes action, he will succeed immediately and beat the enemy to pieces."
"The general master's martial arts skills are unparalleled and he can kill the Kunlun Little Witch instantly..."
Yun Qing has always been proud and arrogant. After hearing these words, her face changed drastically. Although she was quite afraid of Ximen Lang in her heart, she had already made arrogance and wanted to challenge the top ten masters of Huamen. Now she has defeated nine of them.
She was riding a tiger and it was hard to get off, so she couldn't refuse.
Moreover, the successive heavy losses to the nine masters of the Huamen made Yuqing's self-confidence highly inflated. She felt that she had the powerful Shuanghua Sword and should have the strength to compete with the opponent.
Based on this, Yun Qing nodded, "Okay, I'm happy to accompany you."
Ximen Lang knew that the Shuanghua Sword in the opponent's hand was quite evil, so he did not dare to be careless. He stretched out his hand and said: "Sword..."
His sister Zhang Ailin walked over, handed over the blood-coagulated sword, and said, "Second brother, give me the sword."
Ximen Lang smiled slightly and reached out to take the sword. When he looked at Yun Qing, his eyes became sharp again and he said coldly: "Let's start. I'll give you three moves."
Her words were full of contempt, and the other party was so patronizing, which made Yun Qing furious, "You asked for this..." She twisted her body, and the frosty sword whipped up the cold wind and stabbed the other party's throat, knowing how fast she was.
Three major elements of accuracy and ruthlessness.
True to his word, Ximen Lang turned sideways without fighting back and shouted: "The first move..."
Her fierce attack was ineffective, and Yun Qing shouted: "Go to hell..." She changed her sword moves, running three swords from different directions towards the opponent's vital parts, and the one move she used was "Three Plum Blossoms."
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"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
The cold sword blade stuck close to Ximen Lang's body and stabbed him, but because he dodged in time, it still failed to cause any damage to him. However, a cold air flow came over and eroded his body.
This is not the first time Ximen Lang has come into contact with the Frost Flower Sword. He knows how powerful it is and does not dare to be careless. After dodging, he said: "The second move..."
After a while, when Ximen Lang shouted: "Third move!" the blood-coagulating sword was suddenly pulled out, causing a fishy wind to stir around him.
Many members of the Huamen shouted excitedly, "Look, the chief sect leader has drawn his sword."
"Haha, once the blood clots out, who can compete with me?"
In an instant, driven by Ximen Lang's deep internal force, the blood-condensing sword emitted a strong red light and launched a fierce attack at Yuqing.
After seeing this sword, old man Wuwu's face suddenly changed color, and he said solemnly: "It turns out to be the blood-coagulating sword ranked seventh in the weapon list..." He thought to himself, this boy does have a deep family background. However, I passed it on to Yun
Qing's Shuanghua Sword ranks fifth on the list of weapons and is strong enough to fight against the opponent.
However, Old Man Wuwu forgot the most important point. The sword is dead, but the person is alive. In a fierce battle between the enemy and ourselves, whether we can defeat the opponent depends on the true strength of the person wielding the sword.
His bright eyes caught sight of the red glow, and he came straight towards her. Yun Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he brandished the Frost Flower Sword to greet her. He thought to himself, how about you holding a sword? As long as the sword in my hand touches your sword, the cold air will instantly rise.
It is transmitted into your body, freezing your meridians, making you unable to resist.
The Shuanghua Sword swayed with a white light, blocking the fierce red light. The red and white reflected each other in the air. It was really beautiful, but it exuded a murderous aura.
There was a fierce fight between the two sides. There is no doubt that both of them are leaders among the younger generation. Their flashing figures and superb swordsmanship are amazing.
Ximen Lang wields the arrogant Lingyun Sword inherited from his family, while Yun Qing wields the Plain Girl Sword. The former is majestic and majestic, while the latter is elegant and light. Both are extremely fast, like a two-leaf boat in the stormy waves...
In an instant, the two of them passed five or six moves. Yun Qing kept looking for opportunities, and her hard work paid off. Finally, when Ximen Lang stabbed her throat with a sword, she blocked it with her sword in time. With a clang, two swords struck her.
The swords collided together, splashing out brilliant blue-purple sparks.
Yun Qing was overjoyed and hurriedly activated his internal energy. Immediately, a strange cold was transmitted to the blood-coagulated sword held by Ximen Lang, and quickly penetrated into his meridians.
The sudden cold made Ximen Lang's hands almost freeze, and he could hardly hold the Blood Coagulation Sword... Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, silently recited the formula in his heart, secretly adjusted his inner aura, and used the skill of the flaming knife and the warm inner energy.
Force the cold air out of the body in an instant.
At the same time, with a roar, burning flames appeared in Ximen Lang's hands, and he struck fiercely with his left palm.
Yun Qingman thought that her move just now would work, but who knew that not only was the other party not affected at all, but he suddenly launched a counterattack, and what was even more weird was that the guy's hands burned as if he had poured gasoline on them. She was shocked.
, hurriedly wanted to retreat, but she never thought that the Frost Flower Sword was actually stuck to the Blood Condensation Sword, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it back.
After such a delay, Ximen Lang's palm burning with flames slapped her towering chest...