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Volume 1 (65) Flying Sword Fight!

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    Most of the onlookers looked at Zhang Yun with expressions of either contempt or hatred.  What I despised was seeing Zhang Yun bully others even though he was obviously not strong enough. In the end, the bully was bullied, and he was really embarrassed and was thrown into his grandma's house.

    Most of the people who relieved their hatred were those who had been bullied by Zhang Yun before. Seeing Zhang Yun deflated now, it was really satisfying to have no limits.

    Just when Cao Huanong lowered his arms and was about to retreat, thinking that it was all over.  Suddenly a sword light flashed towards Cao Huanong.

    Cao Huanong never expected that another person would suddenly appear behind Zhang Yun. Although he had practiced for a long time, he still had little experience and could not dodge quickly. Before his eyes, he saw the sword light suddenly burst out, followed by a long sword.  As if the sword was conscious, it suddenly sprang up and rushed towards Cao Huanong's cheek.

    Cao Huanong was horrified and then retreated, unable to catch up quickly. The long sword slashed horizontally and vertically, and the sword light was like a laser, breaking the long hair on her left cheek.

    His long hair flew away, and he was about to turn his head when the sword rushed forward.  At this moment, a long blood streak appeared on Cao Huanong's cheek.

    Cao Huanong didn't wait for the long sword to stab back. He yanked his right hand and rolled out the soft whip again. However, he found that the long sword was tricky in every way, and it was very powerful and fast in sprinting and flickering.  When she dealt with it, it was actually very thrilling.

    After sweeping the opposite side, he saw a yellow shirt young man who was standing there, holding a scholar in his hand, thinking in his mouth, his eyes stared straight at her.  He waved his hand in front of him, as if he was holding a long sword and standing in front of Cao Huanong.

    At this moment, Zhang Yun slowly approached the young man in yellow shirt, then stood beside the young man in yellow shirt, turned around and glared at Cao Huanong fiercely.

    Cao Huanong's face was bleeding, his movements were anxious, and he was obviously confused.

    "The senior brothers who were chatting with Cao Huanong just now saw that Cao Huanong was trapped, but they did not dare to step forward.  Everyone flinched when they thought of the power of the young man in yellow shirt.

    The girls in red shirts, who just felt relieved because Cao Huanong taught Zhang Yun a lesson, also shut up and hid behind them.

    The reason why everyone is so afraid of Zhang Yun is not only because Zhang Yun is considered good among the previous generation of airbender apprentices, but also because she has a very good relationship with the new generation of airbender genius Deng Qingfeng.

    This young man in yellow shirt is Deng Qingfeng.

    The crowd that was making noise just now can only watch from behind with their mouths closed.  Although I couldn't bear it, I didn't dare to step forward.

    You should know that those who offend Zhang Yun will most likely end up miserable. There was once a girl who offended Zhang Yun and then disappeared. Although many people said that she returned to her hometown because she had no spiritual roots, no one believed it.

    Now Cao Huanong not only offended Zhang Yun, but also hurt Zhang Yun. Thinking of the temper and fearless arrogance of the young man in yellow shirt, they couldn't help but sigh. Today, Cao Huanong might not be able to pass this test.  .

    ¡°Alas, it¡¯s a pity that beauties are always jealous of God.

    Cao Huanong bit his lip and secretly hated it.  Seeing that Cao Huanong seemed to be unable to cope, Zheng Lan touched the talisman on his waist and stepped forward to help, but suddenly a hand stretched out from the side and held Zheng Lan's wrist.

    Zheng Lan turned around and saw Chen Qing walking over. Although he didn't have a knife now, he clenched his fists tightly.  He nodded towards Zheng Lan and rushed between the two of them before Deng Qingfeng's flying sword stabbed Cao Huanong again.

    Although he was not a muscular man, he still blocked the slender Cao Huanong. After standing in front of her, he only whispered: "Stay away."

    Cao Huanong didn't notice how Chen Qing appeared. At this moment, he saw that his back was turned to him, standing in front of him, blocking the flying sword that was rushing towards him. Although his back was not very wide, it was so strong.  , as if relying on it, you can avoid all disasters.

    She pursed her lips, suddenly smiled, and after a few steps, she retreated to Zheng Lan.

    She turned her head and glanced at Zheng Lan, with a smile in her eyes, reassuring Zheng Lan that she was fine.

    The two of them turned to look at the center of the battlefield again, and saw Chen Qing raising his right arm high, stiffly holding Deng Qingfeng's flying sword.  The sword edge scratched Chen Qing's arm, and blood flew out.  But Chen Qing still stood there as steady as a mountain, calm and calm, without any panic.

    "Huh, boy, you have to take your time to be a hero." The young man in yellow shirt smiled coldly, with a look of scorn on his face.  But only he knew that after his flying sword hit Chen Qing's arm, the tremor made him feel guilty and almost confused.

    Deng Qingfeng looked at Chen Qing with even more contempt. He didn't know what method this kid used, whether it was a spell or a pill, so that the power of his fist could temporarily hold the flying sword.  But in the end, he only used one level of spiritual power to control the flying sword, so even if the flying sword trembled and was resisted, he was not worried. Small means were not enough.??Make him fearful.

    Chen Qing clenched his fists, then smiled lightly, but there was a storm of anger brewing in his eyes.  He retracted his hand leisurely, as if he didn't care at all about Deng Qingfeng's flying sword hanging two meters in front of him.

    "Young man in yellow robe, you are a man bullying a little girl, but you are bullying a new disciple in black robe as a foundation-building immortal cultivator. Do you still want shame? If I were you, I would hide it in my trouser pocket.  , I¡¯m so fucking shameless to see people!¡± After Chen Qing said this, she frowned with contempt, looking like she felt sad for Deng Qingfeng.

    As soon as Chen Qing finished speaking, the red-shirted disciples and a few black-shirted disciples who were still surrounded by curiosity looked at Deng Qingfeng.  Look at Cao Huanong standing aside with blood on his cheeks and biting his lips. Look at Deng Qingfeng, who is tall and tall, with a face and body that looks like a butcher. Even though he is afraid of Deng Qingfeng, he is still  He couldn't help curling his lips, and even shook his head unconsciously with an expression of regret and contempt.

    "Some men go out to explore the world and do great things. Some men only bully women in their dens and will never get out of this shack for the rest of their lives!" Zheng Lan stood not far behind Chen Qing and saw Chen Qing blocking the  He held the flying sword and said coldly.

    You must know that flying swords can only be controlled by the aura of people in the foundation-building stage.  She originally wanted to use the flying sword. Although using the true energy to activate the talisman was not as powerful as the Sword Controlling Sect's directly refining the sword into the body, it was still a very powerful airbending weapon control technique in the combat system.

    Zheng Lan has tried to use the sword-controlling charm many times, but failed every time, and almost hurt herself once.

    Her master, Cao Huanong¡¯s uncle, scolded her severely for this, saying that she was too ambitious.

    However, Zheng Lan couldn't help but shrink her neck when she thought of the difficulty of sword-manipulating spells and the fear of flying swords.  But looking at Chen Qing's back, she suddenly felt as if she had someone to support her. She glared at Deng Qingfeng, straightened her back and raised her head, the contempt in her eyes brewing even stronger.

    There were also some whispers around. Deng Qingfeng felt that he could not save his face. He gritted his teeth and suddenly started to recite a spell.  Two thick eyebrows were raised high. As he spoke, he sat down on the ground and stood cross-legged. The flying sword suddenly shook in the air, followed by a tremor.

    Deng Qingfeng saw that Chen Qing didn't even have a weapon on him, and knew that he would definitely not be able to get rid of the flying sword and get close to him, so he simply sat down calmly.

    He spread out his hands, and a layer of silver-white sword light suddenly appeared around the flying sword, which was majestic and powerful like a rainbow.

    There was silence all around, and everyone around them consciously kept silent, retreated, and dodged. Some even refused to join in the fun and chased the team in front. Damn, it would be a big deal if you were covered in blood by then. If you were accidentally swept away by a flying sword,  If you do that, half your life will be lost.

    The young men in black shirts were especially afraid. Their basic skills were too poor. They were afraid that they would suffer internal injuries if the flying sword was swept away by the light of the flying sword, so they retreated far away or simply ran away.

    Chen Qing still stood upright. He clenched his fists. After taking a few deep breaths, he felt Liu Ying's response, and the spiritual energy in his body circulated faster.

    Cao Huanong, who was closest to him, looked at Chen Qing standing there and felt that there seemed to be a faint mist surrounding him.  She couldn't help but rub her eyes, and when she opened them again, Chen Qing had already stretched out her posture and stood up, with her right fist clenched tightly.

    "Shoot!" The stalemate was suddenly broken. Deng Qingfeng shouted loudly, and suddenly waved his hands out. The flying sword that was shaking in the air suddenly shot out white light and sprinted towards Chen Qing fiercely.  .

    Chen Qing was not in a hurry. He suddenly took a step forward, and then without anyone seeing clearly, he turned into a shadow and floated three steps away. The long sword that was chasing him unexpectedly passed by Chen Qing.  Behind Qing, he was in front of Chen Qing - that is to say, when the flying sword shot directly, Chen Qing dodged around?  !

    How did he move? How could I not see him move at all?

    Chen Qing did not stop yet. Instead of confronting Feijian, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards Deng Qingfeng.  I saw Chen Qing's steps were frivolous, and his figure turned into a shadow, dodging left and right, erratic¡ª¡ª

    "ah!"

    "drink!"

    The exclaiming sound, the sound of cooling breath came one after another, and Cao Huaqian had a lot of knowledge, and couldn't help covering his mouth, trembling with excitement -he was actually faster than the flying sword!  !  !  !  !

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