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Chapter 402 Draw the Sword

Lin Xian'er ignored those voices, but seeing that Shen Lang was reluctant to step off the martial arts platform, she couldn't help but speak first: "Although I also hope that you can win, life is always more important than face.

Everything else is important. As long as you jump off the martial arts platform and follow me now, I will help you settle other matters. Do you want to come?"

"Uh..." Shen Lang scratched his head and said sheepishly: "I can understand Master Xian'er's intention, but I still want to continue."

"Why? Because this is a life-and-death fight?" Lin Xianer suddenly frowned, with a very unhappy look on her face: "Compared to you who are so pedantic and rigid that you are going to fight to the death just to abide by some agreement, I am more

I like you who are shameless and tactful but more life-saving and sensible."

"No, no, no! I think you have misunderstood. Life is so precious, how can you fight for it? The reason why I want to continue is of course because I can win." Shen Lang smiled and said with great confidence: "Obviously you can

Win, why should I admit defeat? Let alone admit defeat to that kind of person. Moreover, I also want to know, if the strongest true disciple of Chixiao Peak loses to me, then what tricks can some people with ulterior motives play?

."

"Can you win?" Lin Xian'er looked at Shen Lang in astonishment.

"Of course I can win, but I need you to lend me your sword." After saying this, Shen Lang chuckled and snatched the sword from her hand.

"Hey! Why did you borrow the sword?" Lin Xian'er, who was unprepared, was startled. When she realized what she was doing, she wanted to tell Shen Lang that you can't borrow that sword, or if you want to borrow it, you might as well borrow Yue'er's first.

How about it?

But at this time, Shen Lang had already held the Moon Sword and returned to the wind and rain on the fighting stage. At this time, the people watching were already shocked.

"He...him! Him! What is he going to do! To pull out the fairy's sword?" Ordinary Qingyun disciples naturally don't know what pulling out the fairy's sword means. But how could Master Qifeng not do it?

Do you know the meaning of drawing a sword?

I still remember that not long ago, the Holy Son of the Yunlan Sect wanted to marry the fairy as his wife and marry Qingyun. At that time, the fairy took out her fairy sword and claimed that whoever can pull out the fairy sword will be the one she is destined to love.

Tang Jinyu claimed that his cultivation was advanced and not inferior to that of fairies. So he drew his sword in full view of the public, but was suddenly injured by the fairy sword, and the crown on his head fell off, making him very embarrassed.

But now Shen Lang has taken the fairy's sword, and it looks like he is ready to draw the sword?

"Even the Holy Son of Yunlan Sect couldn't pull out the fairy's sword, and he actually wants to try it?" Master Wolong's eyes widened.

"Crazy! Really crazy! Even with Tang Jinyu's cultivation in the Sky and Underworld Realm, he was injured by that sword. How dare he try it? Isn't this asking for trouble!" Jing Xuanzhen seemed to have seen it.

Shen Lang was about to be injured by the fairy sword in the next moment, so he mocked and said: "Old Xia, I think your son-in-law seems to have a bad brain, he is too impulsive and crazy, and he will try anything he is not sure about.

"

"Hmph!" The head of the Xia family snorted coldly. He didn't think deeply about the consequences of drawing the sword, and he never thought that Shen Lang could really draw the sword. However, he still refused to admit defeat and said: "There are no absolutes in the world. What if he really does?"

Who can pull out that sword?"

"Can you pull out that sword? Do you still think that boy will become the fairy's favorite, and then be equal to us in terms of seniority and become our junior brother?" Master Jingxuan seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, pointing out

He laughed at the table in front of him and said: "I'll leave the words here. As long as he can pull out that sword, I will put this table..."

Whether he wanted to eat the table or something, Master Jingxuan could not finish the sentence, because he suddenly saw a white light suddenly rise from the martial arts platform, Shen Lang looked calm and easily pulled out the fairy's sword.

..

Then, Master Jingxuan and even the several masters at the seats were shocked and turned into fools!

Then, the real people, who were so shocked that their souls were almost scattered after being shocked, said the same words in unison.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!!"

"I'm in a big trough!"

Amidst a burst of "wtf" sounds, Master Jingxuan seemed to suddenly think of something. With a red face and an embarrassed expression, he secretly retracted his hand pointing to the table. He was still secretly glad in his heart. Fortunately, his speaking speed was half a beat slower.

Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that we really have to eat this marble table?

"This... this kid really pulled out the fairy and became the fairy's destined lover, our future junior brother?"

"This is really..." No one paid attention to Master Jingxuan's small movements. The eyes of the real people only looked at Shen Lang who drew his sword sometimes, and sometimes looked at the fairy in the distance. They were stunned for a while.

I was speechless, then felt a burst of envy, and finally all my emotions turned into emotion.

"What a beast! He is indeed a beast that can piss off all the geniuses in the world!"

"The Holy Son of the Yunlan Sect is such a genius, but he tried his best and couldn't do it, so he just let this little bastard do it. Fortunately, this is the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition, not the Three Sects' Sword Competition.

For example, if not, the holy son of Yunlan Sect will be angry to death by this beast when he sees this scene!"

Amidst the sighs, Lin Yue'er suddenly thought of something Lin Xian'er had promised, and quietly poked her arm, teasingly saying: "Here, sister, he has already drawn the Moon Sword. You said it before,

As long as he pulls out the Mingyue Sword, it is inevitable that you will marry him."

"Fuck you." Lin Xian'er was greatly embarrassed, but suddenly there was a little fear in her heart. She thought to herself: Could it be that there is really no escape from fate? If not, how could things be so coincidental? She just said that as long as Shen Lang

If he dared to come and draw her sword, she would stop running away. Then, Shen Lang unexpectedly came to draw his sword right away?

What's going on here? Isn't it too weird?

"Moreover, he still pulled out the Mingyue Sword on such an occasion." Lin Yue'er looked at the shocked expression of Master Qifeng in the distance, "It seems that everyone already knows it, and it will be difficult for you to cheat this time even if you want to.

"Yeah."

"Ignore this for now." Lin Xian'er felt that she had a headache. She looked at the hateful young man in the wind and rain and said, "What on earth is he going to do if he borrows the Mingyue Sword now? Could it be that with two swords in hand, his strength will be greatly increased?"

Already?"

Shen Lang didn't know what the real people were thinking, nor did he know the legend about the fairy sword, nor did he know that if you pull out the fairy sword, you can marry the fairy. He just pulled out the moon sword and immediately took out the sun.

sword.

The blazing energy in the Sun Sword turned into warm currents and flowed into his body along Shen Lang's left hand. The cool and pleasant energy in the Mingyue Sword flowed down his right hand into his body like a stream of water.

Two completely different energies, but strange energies destined not to harm him, merged in his body. It was like water and fire fused together. The feeling was very strange. The process was not painful and difficult, but abnormal.

It was smooth and extremely comfortable, so much so that he couldn't help but smile.

"I originally thought you would jump off the martial arts platform timidly, but I didn't expect that you just borrowed a sword." Yu Wushuang looked at Shen Lang's smile, but was extremely disdainful: "The realm is too bad.

Hell, you can't bring out the full power of one fairy sword. Even if I give you a hundred more swords, the gap between you and me will still be an insurmountable gap."


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