Just when everyone was still trying to see how these two little disciples of Qiu Shui made a decision.

With a clang, Mu Ningshuang had already drawn his sword and stepped forward to block Li Yunsheng.

There is no hesitation for even a moment.

Not only the guests present, but also the people from Qinglian Mansion, but also Li Yunsheng was a little surprised.

"Miss Ningshuang, don't be impulsive." Liu Zilu was shocked when he saw Mu Ningshuang's actions. He really liked this girl with a unique personality. Because he was close to the upper class of the Immortal Palace, he also knew about some holidays between Qiushui and Qinglian Immortal Palace. This time, Qinglian Immortal Palace was determined to touch Qiushui, so Mu Ningshuang's action is likely to cause a disaster of killing.

"He is right. If you really want to protect Mr. Great, I have to deal with you with the same sin."

Lu Anzhi crossed his hands on his abdomen and said with a smile that it was because he defeated the eldest son with one sword, which made him feel good, so he had the leisure to talk to this Qiushui disciple.

"How could I, Qiu Shui disciple, be with you, a stinky jackal?"

Even when facing the owner of the Qinglian Immortal Palace, Mu Ningshuang's words were still so cold and unkind, leaving no room for anything.

As soon as Mu Ningshuang said this, Lu Anzhi raised his sword in his hand and pointed at Mu Ningshuang and sneered:

"Are the disciples of Qiu Shui Sect so big or small?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful pressure suddenly fell overwhelmed and hit Mu Ningshuang.

Under the pressure of Lu Anzhi, Mu Ningshuang's body suddenly sank, and the sword almost couldn't hold it. A fear from instinct surged out in her heart, as if there was not a person standing in front of her, but a towering monster.

This was the first time she had competed with a cultivator of this level in front of her, and a feeling of being a mantis arm in her heart suddenly came out of her heart.

Just as her heart was gradually occupied by this fear, a trace of metal friction suddenly came from her ears. With this sound, a breeze suddenly blew from behind her. Although the breeze was weak, it finally made her breathe under the pressure of Lu Anzhi.

Just as she was trying to find the source of this "clear breeze", she saw Li Yunsheng slowly drawing his sword while walking past her.

She was surprised to find that Li Yunsheng was the source of this breeze!

As the long sword in Li Yunsheng's hand left his body bit by bit, an invisible sword force surged out of the long sword in his hand bit by bit, igniting the momentum of heaven and earth, and then separated Lu Anzhi's pressure bit by bit.

Although Li Yunsheng took every step when he drew his sword, he was facing Lu Anzhi who could defeat Mr. Da with one sword!

This inconspicuous boy who had been following Mr. Grandma made the guests watching the battle look horrified.

"This is the Qiushui Sword Art... the sword force isn't it?"

Some guests who could see the secrets clearly said in surprise when they grew up.

"How is that possible!"

Someone immediately retorted that because of the sword force, the practice of practice is extremely harsh, and I am afraid that I can't even touch the threshold after thirty or fifty years.

"How could he...the Qiushui Sword Art?"

But Mu Ningshuang, who was standing behind Li Yunsheng, was thinking about this problem.

She could see it better than anyone else. Li Yunsheng was undoubtedly using the Qiushui Sword Technique, but what also puzzled Mu Ningshuang was why the disciples of Baiyun Temple knew the Qiushui Sword Technique?

Moreover, the opponent's sword has become a force, and even in the entire Zhuque Pavilion, few people can do this!

"I didn't expect that the sword I used to fight against the ghost messenger half a year ago was really you."

Facing Li Yunsheng walking with a rolling sword, Lu Anzhi said with a relaxed look on his face.

Li Yunsheng did not waver at all and continued to walk towards Lu Anzhi with difficulty. Blood beads began to overflow from the corners of his eyes.

"Come here." Lu Anzhi stretched out his hand to Li Yunsheng and said, "Qiu Shui can give you, I can give you more. Even if it is the problem of the rootless immortal vein, I can find a way to solve it for you."

It is extremely rare to be valued by the Lord of the House. Many of the subordinates of the Immortal Palace present looked envious.

However, what Li Yunsheng replied to Lu Anzhi was to unsheathed his sword without hesitation.

It was a "hundred rivers and rivers" filled with the momentum of heaven and earth. It directly broke through the shackles of Lu Anzhi's pressure and roared at Lu Anzhi.

Looking at Li Yunsheng's move to the river in the hundreds of rivers, Mu Ningshuang's sword suddenly fell to the ground, and said in surprise: "It's him!"

She finally discovered that Li Yunsheng was the person who had been searching for a long time to transmit the music notes, because Li Yunsheng's actions of the rivers in the hundreds of rivers were exactly the same as the person in the comment notes described!

However, just when Mu Ningshuang was surprised, he saw Lu Anzhi swing the long sword in his hand, as if the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, easily dissolving Li Yunsheng's long-standing sword.

"It's better than that sword."

Lu Anzhi frowned.

"Try your best."

Li Yunsheng smiled bitterly and said, this sword just now naturally could not compare to the sword that killed ghosts in the city one night.

After he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound of bang, and the sword in Li Yunsheng's hand broke one by one.

"Swords are not as good as that."

Lu Anzhi continued.

"You really don't want to come?"

He looked at Li Yunsheng and asked again.

"No." Li Yunsheng shook his head: "Qiu Shui has a reason to draw my sword, you don't have one here."

"Since that's the case, I won't keep you."

Lu Anzhi raised the sword and no longer hesitated about Li Yunsheng.

However, before Lu Anzhi could pick up the sword, an invisible huge force pressed his hand down, and he could not lift the sword in his hand.

"Who allows you to bully my disciple?"

Mr. Big's hoarse voice came from behind Li Yunsheng like thunder.

I saw the ragged man, covered in mud, walking out of the Taoyuan step by step.

The black clouds that were rolling above him were in the sky above him. Every time he took a step, the black clouds cracked open. When he walked to Li Yunsheng, the black clouds that had covered half of the sky had already cracked, and golden light shot out from the cracks of the black clouds.

The scene didn't last long, and a "boom!" sound was heard, and a thick purple thunder weapon fell down and fell on the big man.

But Mr. Da was not only fine, but instead raised his head, bathed in the sunlight after the black clouds disappeared, and a golden halo was emitted from his body.

"Break the realm?!"

Everyone was stunned, including Lu Anzhi and the man sitting on Qinglian Peak.

Mr. Da’s current attitude is undoubtedly to break the situation.

After inviting Mr. Da to the Qinglian Poetry Conference, they thought about the many possibilities of Mr. Da, but they did not expect Mr. Da to break the situation here.

Because Mr. Great's original state was already innate and perfect, breaking the state again means becoming a saint!

This unexpected scene for everyone who left the house made Taoyuan quiet for a short time, and then a huge burst of exclamations broke out.

Becoming a saint is the realm that many people dream of. Being able to become a saint means having the qualification to knock on the gate of heaven!

Finally, the man on Qinglian Peak could not sit still and flew straight down with his sword.

Lu Anzhi was not idle either. After a brief shock, he quickly retreated and met the sick man.

However, after becoming a saint, the first thing the great gentleman looked at was not those two people, but Li Yunsheng. He walked to Li Yunsheng as if nothing had happened and said:

"Have you figured it out?"

"I figured it out."

Li Yunsheng nodded with a smile.
Chapter completed!