"Please come in with the Protector Lu." At this time, an old but majestic voice came from the hall.

The two innate swordsmen in front of the door looked at each other without any expression on their faces. At the same time, they bowed slightly to Lu Qing. Whether it was the identity of the sword envoy or the status of the same sect guardian of the other party, they were better than them.

With a calm look, Lu Qing held up the sword and jade books with both hands and walked slowly towards the Fuyun Hall.

Through the darkness in front of the door, entering the hall, everything around suddenly became brighter, and the soft white light shone the hall like daytime. Looking up slightly, Lu Qing found that on the dome of the hall, a night pearl with a big head was hanging high, and the yellow light of the teeth spread out from above and shone on his body, even with a hint of warmth. Even the god of thought was much clearer.

After quickly adapting to the light here, Lu Qing looked around and saw that the Fuyun Hall was very empty. On both sides, two rows of forty disciples stood in turn, and the three Fuyun Swords standing in the middle of the hall were the Fuyun Swords. In front of them was an old man in purple robe.

The leader of Fuyun Sect and Han Jianxin of Jianshen of the Sword Sect.

Lu Qing's eyes moved, and the identity of the old man in purple robe was shouted in his heart.

What a big show! Lu Qing vaguely felt the oppression of the momentum on both sides. Almost all of the forty disciples on both sides were innate swordsmen wearing blue-gray martial clothes, only the four people in the head, and even the swordsmen wearing white martial clothes. At this time, the eyes of the four people were concentrated on Lu Qing. Lu Qing could feel how powerful the hidden fighting spirit was from the four of them.

"Lu Qing, the protector of Chaoyang Peak of Zixia Sect, has met Master Han. Today, he is ordered by my Master to come and send a sword letter." Two steps forward, Lu Qing bowed to the old man in purple robe, Han Jianxin, who was the leader of Fuyun Sect, and said.

"Okay, Lu Guardian encouraged his courtesy." Han Jianxin looked at Lu Qing deeply and spoke. At the same time, with a weak hand, the sword letter jade book, which was originally held by Lu Qing in both hands, suddenly floated in the air and was sucked into Han Jianxin's hand. His technique was as light as he lifted it. Lu Qing only felt a little bit of the faint wind energy and circled around his hand, and the sword letter disappeared.

With his fingers, Han Jianxin spread the sword thread open.

Buzz —

A loud sword roar sounded, and a purple-red hot light suddenly burst out from the purple jade sword post. At the same time, a hot sword intent erupted from the sword post.

Song--

Han Jianxin's eyes narrowed slightly, grabbed Jiantie's right hand and turned it into a sword point, and pressed down towards the sword'ie in the air.

Everyone could see clearly that a hot purple-red firework emerged from the sword post. As Han Jianxin pressed down, the fireworks trembled violently as if they had encountered natural enemies, and the air was burned with a faint blue smoke.

Suddenly, a dazzling green light lit up at Han Jianxin's fingertips. This green light was countless times brighter than the brightest star. Even Lu Qing's eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, not to mention that the disciples of the Fuyun Sect standing on both sides closed their eyes.

After a few breaths, the light dissipated and the sword post returned to its previous appearance. The hot sword intent that was about to burst out was finally suppressed by Han Jianxin and did not spread. Otherwise, with the sword intent of the master of Xuanqing Sword Soul Realm, there were almost no one present except the Fuyun Three Swords and Han Jianxin, who could bear it.

"I didn't expect that after seeing you for ten years, your master's cultivation of sword intent has made such a big breakthrough. It's so gratifying." Han Jianxin looked at him and almost finished reading this sword post after counting breaths. Yu Lu sighed.

Then he said: "Tell me the Sect Master that the Zixia Sect will discuss the swordsmanship for the five peaks of Zixia Sect. My Fuyun Sect will definitely be here. I hope he will prepare the tea at that time. Our two sects have not been together for a long time."

"Don't worry, Master Han, I will definitely bring you to Lu Qing." Lu Qing bowed slightly and said.

"Okay, where is Bu Nan?" Han Jianxin nodded and smiled, and shouted to the row of disciples on the right.

"Disciple is here!" From the end of the right head, a swordsman disciple came up.

"The Lu Protector has been very tired along the way. You can send the Lu Protector to the wing room to rest. Tomorrow, I will take the Lu Protector to experience the scenery of our main peak."

After a pause, Han Jianxin said again: "Let's go back and ask the inner hall to take three newly introduced Biyun Fruits and send them to Lu Guardian to taste. Do not neglect anything. If there are any requirements, Lu Guardian can just say Yu Bunan to listen." The second half of this sentence was for Lu Qing to listen.

"Thank you, Master Han," Lu Qing agreed without refusing.

But then he noticed that when Han Jianxin talked about Biyun Fruit, the two rows of Fuyun Sect disciples who were originally standing changed slightly, especially the four white-clothed sword masters led by the leader. Obviously, this Biyun Fruit must be hard-won, and maybe it has some great effect, otherwise it would not have been possible that so many disciples of the inner sect changed their faces.

He felt a stern in his heart. Lu Qing knew that something might happen next, but he turned around and walked out of the hall with that step south.

As expected, as he took the third step, a thick voice rang behind him: "Preservant Lu, please stay."

Here comes!

Without any hesitation, Lu Qing stopped, turned around, and looked at the middle of the hall. At this time, a young man in white, led by the right head, walked to the center. The young man was carrying a pure blue sword, with his sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, and looked about twenty-three or four. At this moment, he first bowed to Lu Qing slightly, then turned around and looked at Han Jianxin and the other two. The etiquette was not at all neglected.

"I have been very fascinated by the deeds of Lu's Dharma Protector in recent days. In particular, Lu's Dharma Protector even slapped the Demonic Sword Master in Qintong Town and saved my face for the Three Sects of Fuyun. It really made me ashamed. Today I dared to be brave enough to allow me to discuss with Lu's Dharma Protector. First, I am really happy to see the hunt, and second, it will also help me communicate between Fuyun and Zixia. I hope my master can be correct."

With a frown, Han Jianxin's eyes were calm and he stared at the disciple below, but when he saw that his eyes were firm, his mind was still unmoved. This was completely different from the gentleness he had in front of him, which made Han Jianxin ask in his heart, was he really wrong?

Thinking of the instructions I just gave in the hall.

"The Lu Qing, who came to Zixia Sect this time, has a very high cultivation level. According to the news from the Cao City Lord of Qinghe City, this person has already realized the sword intent and is able to compete with the ordinary small heavenly sword master. As for things like challenge, it is better not to be released, it will only be a waste of face."

Did he say it wrong? Han Jianxin said with a wry smile in his heart, it was because he was too concerned about the face of the sect.

"It's true!"

"You are presumptuous!"

"Wait!" Before Fuyun Three Swords finished speaking, Han Jianxin spoke. A strange color appeared on Fuyun Three Swords' face, but he did not speak again.

"It's true, do you really want to challenge the Lu Protector?" Han Jianxin's eyes were dull, but she revealed an unquestionable feeling.

Nodding, Ning Huanzhen's eyes gradually showed a huge fighting spirit and said, "Although I really know that my cultivation is not as good as the Guardian Lu, I still want to see the Guardian Lu's swordsmanship. Winning and losing is of no significance to Huanzhen. As a swordsman, you should be brave and diligent. Even if you lose, it is just a kind of training. I hope Master can allow Huanzhen to be presumptuous this time."

Taking a deep breath, Han Jianxin glanced at his beloved disciple below again, and his frown finally stretched out and said, "Okay, today, I allow you to challenge the Lu Dharma Protector, but I have to ask the Lu Dharma Protector what it means. If the Lu Dharma Protector is unwilling, you must not have any complaints."

"Thank you, Master!" Ning Huanzhen bowed deeply, then turned around and looked at Lu Qing, and bowed deeply to the end.

"Ning Huanzhen, a disciple of the Fuyun Sect, hopes that the guardian Lu can give me this opportunity."

"Ning Huanzhen, a disciple of the Fuyun Sect, hopes that the guardian Lu can give me this opportunity."

At this moment, from Ning Huanzhen's eyes, Lu Qing seemed to see a persistent and unyielding swordsman's heart. The scorching fighting spirit almost triggered the blood in his whole body. He originally thought it was because of the Biyun Fruit, but at this moment Lu Qing felt that it was not the same. He believed in his feelings, and the momentum emitted from Ning Huanzhen was pure and firm, without any impurities.

This made him seem to see his original self, and his gaze seemed to have had it. However, now his cultivation is getting more and more diluted, and his mood is much more muted. It is not that he is not able to arouse his fighting spirit when he meets an equal opponent. But at this moment, facing Ning Huanzhen, who seems to be only in the Heavenly Status of the Sword Master, Lu Qing felt that his fighting spirit was condensed like never before.

"Okay, you and I will fight one." Lu Qing's voice was also firm, and the unconcealed fighting spirit in his eyes was erect, and he looked straight at Ning Huanzhen.

"Get back!" Han Jianxin shouted lightly, and the disciples who were originally standing on both sides immediately dispersed to both sides, leaving a place about thirty feet in the middle.

With his hand, he reached out to the void and followed Han Jianxin's movements, the three Qingfan-level divine swords that were originally inserted behind the Fuyun Three Swords were immediately deshewn and floated to Han Jianxin's head. (Look at it below!)

Thank you: The sword body will definitely be on the shelves in June. I also hope that those who support Ten Steps can leave the monthly ticket for next month for Ten Steps. But then again, the editor failed to give me a strong push last week. Today, it is unlikely that the sword will be strong push, but I will always ask for it every week. Thank you to the editor Haixing here.

Therefore, it is likely that June will be encouraged to be put on the shelves, that is, it will be put on the shelves without strong push. Ten Steps are helpless. The competition is too fierce, but Ten Steps will work hard. If there is a good subscription on the shelves, then Ten Steps will try their best to see if it can be updated three times a day. I hope that those who support Ten Steps can continue to support them. Here, Ten Steps solemnly thank all the brothers and sisters who have been supporting Ten Steps until now. Without you, Ten Steps will not have Ten Steps’ current achievements and persistence. Here, Ten Steps will bow three times.
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