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Chapter 27 A Song of the Wind

Amidst the compliments, the proud Qiu Honglie looked at Chen Zong, his eyes sharp and shining, approaching him with an inexplicable hostility that puzzled Chen Zong.

"This is Ye Feiyan, my cousin." Ye Feifan introduced the beautiful woman on the right. Her eyebrows were shrouded in smoke, and her smile was touching, as delicate as smoke: "The peak of the ninth level of training, ranked among the strongest.

Eighth on the Dragon List, ninety-two on the Dynasty Dragon List."

This time, it was even more obvious than when Qiu Honglie was introduced, and the gasps became louder and louder.

I was shocked by Ye Feiyan's appearance, shocked by Ye Feiyan's identity, and shocked by Ye Feiyan's strength.

Another super genius ranked on the Dynasty Dragon List. Doesn't it mean that Ye Feiyan has four-star combat power?

Shi Huanyue's eyes penetrated hundreds of meters and landed on Ye Feiyan's face.

Ranked 92 on the Dragon Ranking, this ranking is very close to Shi Huan Yue, because Shi Huan Yue's ranking is 91.

The rankings on the dragon list are close, but in fact there may not be much difference in strength.

At this time, the maids wearing the same white gauze were walking in a hurry, carrying drinks, fruits, snacks and other delicacies like snakes from the left and right. The fragrant breeze drifted by, and there were more on the table.

A variety of exquisite food.

Chen Zong could feel the energy and blood fluctuations in every maid, and every one of them was considered a warrior, in the energy and blood realm. This was a very unbelievable thing in the Eastern Continent.

"Everyone, this wine is the Qixiang Zui I brought, please taste it." Ye Feifan said, pouring himself a glass of water, and gestured from the distance.

"Drunken by seven fragrances, surrounded by seven fragrances, this smell alone makes me unable to extricate myself."

"Look at the color again, it's so beautiful."

Even if the wine brought by Ye Feifan is difficult to drink, some people will praise it exaggeratedly. However, Qixiang Zui is soft in the mouth and has a unique fragrance that flows in the mouth. There are seven flavors in total, which is very unique.

"You are all talented people from Linshan County. It is my honor to meet you, and I will allow you to play a song to cheer up the gathering." Ye Feiyan gently placed the guqin he brought in front of him.

On the table, her hands were slowly raised and lowered, as if they were picking lotus flowers with bare hands, making people involuntarily focus on her hands.

The bare hands are as white as mutton-fat jade, and the fingers are as slender as green onion. These are a pair of very beautiful hands.

His hands gently landed on the strings, like dragonflies touching water.

Gliding gently, like white clouds.

Boom...

Crisp and profound, melodious and sweet, like the first sound of water falling from a spring, it goes straight into the heart.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Feiyan, and everyone listened attentively. At this moment, Ye Feiyan had amazing charm.

Playing a piece of music sounds like the tinkling of spring water, like the trickling of a stream, and then gradually it seems like a long river rushing with endless waves...

Gradually, everyone became more and more focused, feeling that their energy and blood were slowly speeding up and boiling.

The music changed from gentle and gentle at the beginning to high-pitched.

It's like thousands of horses galloping together, like a mighty wind and turbulent clouds.

The pride in his chest suddenly surged, and his fighting spirit surged.

Warriors have strong Qi and blood, and gatherings of warriors are never about flamboyant writing or ordinary talk. The gathering of warriors has only one theme: war.

Ye Feiyan's slender fingers hooked a string, and produced the last sound of the last music, which echoed melodiously, like swords and swords clashing.

A stormy song!

Ye Feiyan's song skipped the prelude, making everyone excited and eager to fight. There was no need to say anything more, and there was no need for Ye Feifan to say anything else.

Laughter rang out, and then, a figure shot out from the pavilion, landed on the open space of the pavilion like a flying bird, looked around, and said loudly: "If nothing else, who comes to talk to me first?"

Let’s have a fight.”

"Chen Qingyun, who ranks ninth on the Linshanyuan mountain climbing list."

"Chen Qingyun, let me, Ling Yunzhi, come and learn your clever tricks." On the side of Aojian Villa, a disciple jumped up, slapped his palm on the pillar of the pavilion, and instantly accelerated and shot out like an arrow.

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Before the person landed, in mid-air, his right hand touched his waist, and the melodious sound of a sword could be heard, followed by a sharp sword piercing the air.

It was a sword, a very fast sword, a sword that seemed to be able to pierce through everything.

"Well done." Chen Qingyun smiled heartily, stepped forward instead of retreating, and took one step forward, like a charge of a war horse. At some point, the long sword was raised high, facing Ling Yunzhi's stabbing sword and slashing it down.

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The sword's light was like a blazing light, splitting the night into two.

The sword suddenly changed, like a spiritual snake, passing by the powerful sword light, and still stabbed Chen Qingyun. The tip of the sword flickered, and countless sword lights came like raindrops, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Chen Qingyun ignored it, as if the light of the sword was empty, and slashed down without hesitation, with a hint of determination. This sword seemed to be able to cut off all obstacles in front of him, and he moved forward with an astonishing momentum.

This sword seemed to be exchanging lives for lives, and everyone narrowed their eyes.

Ling Yunzhi never expected that Chen Qingyun would be so decisive, but he didn't dare. He turned around in mid-air, and the long sword also surrounded him. After avoiding Chen Qingyun's sword, he seemed to turn back and kill with another sword.

to.

"Junior Brother Ling's Yunyan Sanzhe has become more and more refined." In the pavilion of Aojian Villa, a disciple said with a smile and appreciation.

"The timing of this cloud-penetrating attack is very good." Another disciple of Aojian Villa also said with a smile.

Linshanyuan has a mountain climbing list, Silver Sword Castle has a crazy sword list, and Aojian Villa also has a similar list called the Aojian List, and Ling Yunzhi is ranked eighth on the Aojian List.

The master of sword training at Aojian Villa. Every disciple on the Aojian Ranking is proficient in swordsmanship and is a master of swordsmanship. Their swordsmanship is superb.

Chen Qingyun's sword skills are no less impressive, with a majestic vastness.

The light of the sword is like a shadow, and the moon is like a veil.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyun and Ling Yunzhi had already exchanged hundreds of moves, but it was difficult to tell the difference. Originally, their combat power was about the same. In this kind of battle where their full strength was not unleashed, it was not easy to tell the winner.

of.

After dozens of fierce fights, Chen Qingyun suddenly drew his sword and retreated.

"The fight was very enjoyable, how about we decide it as a draw?" Chen Qingyun said with a smile.

"Then it's a tie." Although Ling Yunzhi wanted to defeat Chen Qingyun, he also knew that it would be difficult. The opponent's sword skills and strength really impressed him.

This battle is just the beginning, like throwing a brick into the water.

When Chen Qingyun and Ling Yunzhi returned to their seats, someone else immediately stood up and walked out like a horse treading mountains and rivers.

Wearing armor, a spear stationed, fighting spirit soaring into the sky, his eyes sharp and domineering, sweeping across.

"I, Zhou Longdao, am here, who will fight with me?"

Zhou Longdao ranks seventh on the Linshanyuan mountain climbing list.

"Zhou Longdao, don't be too arrogant, I'll meet you." Jiang Zhonghao, who ranked seventh on the Silver Sword Castle's list of crazy swords, snorted coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives.

"Three months ago, Jiang Zhonghao and Zhou Longdao had a conflict. As a result, Jiang Zhonghao was injured by Zhou Longdao. Now he wants to fight back." Wang Zhaolong said with a smile.

Different from the friendly discussion between Chen Qingyun and Ling Yunzhi, there was a conflict between Jiang Zhonghao and Zhou Longdao. The tension was already tense before they took action. The atmosphere was tense, and there seemed to be a trace of murderous intent.

The long sword was unsheathed, the sword was bright, the moonlight reflected on it, and the flow was like cold water blown by the wind, with heavy ripples.

Zhou Longdao waved his spear, and the spear wind roared like a dragon flying into the sky.

"Cut!" Jiang Zhonghao leapt forward, raised his long sword, as if he was cutting it down from the bright moon. With one strike, he could split the mountain into pieces. The light of the sword was like a waterfall falling from the sky, and the pressure of the sword seemed to be suppressed by an invisible mountain.

Zhou Longdao raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and his spear shot through the air like a dragon emerging from the abyss.

"break!"

A loud shout was shocking.

The light is so bright that it seems to cover up the bright moon in the sky, and the harsh sound of gold and iron is like a magic sound that fills the brain and penetrates the cracked gold and stone.

Jiang Zhonghao landed on the ground, with the long sword in his hand, and his sword skills were continuous. Countless sword lights were connected together, like heavy rain pouring down or falling down from meteorites, fast and fierce.

Its power is like fire and its invasion is endless.

Zhou Longdao's feet seemed to have taken root on the ground. With the spear in his hand, he stabbed, struck, collapsed, shook, and spun, displaying his skills in spear skills to the fullest. Each shot was a combination of strength and speed, similar to Jiang Zhonghao's sword skills.

Wonderful, but seems to be more tyrannical.

In just a few breaths, both sides had already struck dozens of times, each with the goal of injuring and defeating the other party.

Jiang Zhonghao wanted revenge. He was injured after being stabbed by Zhou Longdao. The injury required him to rest for more than half a month before it healed. Fortunately, after the injury healed, his strength improved further and he was able to challenge Zhou Longdao.

Only with the ability can it be possible to take revenge.

The swords and knives were connected together, and Jiang Zhonghao's silver sword was as powerful as the tide, with a sharp silver luster shining endlessly all over the body. On the long sword, the silver light flowed like water.

No matter how Jiang Zhonghao used his sword, Zhou Longdao seemed very calm. His feet stepped on the ground, as if he was connected with the earth. No matter how violent the wind and rain, he could not shake it at all.

With a gun in hand, it is like an iron chain across the river, able to withstand any attack.

Jiang Zhonghao's sword was like countless soldiers, charging crazily.

Zhou Longdao is like a war general, with his spear drawn and his horse on horseback, he can withstand thousands of horses and thousands of troops and block them outside the pass.

The battle between the two was a bit more exciting than that between Chen Qingyun and Ling Yunzhi. After all, the battle between Chen Qingyun and Ling Yunzhi still had some reservations, while the battle between Jiang Zhonghao and Zhou Longdao, in addition to the secret method,

Everything else is on display.

Chen Zong stared at it without blinking, while inserting himself into it.

Regardless of whether it is Jiang Zhonghao or Zhou Longdao, their combat power reaches the peak of three-star level. They have rich combat experience and very good combat skills.

"Zhou Longdao, I must kill you." Jiang Zhonghao's tone was full of anger. Immediately, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly, and the aura on his body also increased steadily: "True... secret..."

"Okay, such a wonderful night is not suitable for bloodshed." The gentle voice blew past like a spring breeze, containing a trace of calming charm, interrupting Jiang Zhonghao's upcoming secret mad sword technique.

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Ye Feifan spoke.

"Senior Brother Ye has already spoken, are you going to violate it?" Qiu Honglie's voice was cold and stern.

Zhou Longdao put away his gun with a stern expression. Jiang Zhonghao gritted his teeth and was very unwilling, but he did not take action again, otherwise, he would not give Ye Feifan face.


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