But the next moment, Lang Fanyun pointed a lightly on the side of Jing Zhongyue's blade like a magic trick, and then used a stir. A soft force immediately stopped Chu Jiangnan's jumping figure, transformed away his violent force, and cleverly sent him back to the original position of attack, which was not bad at all.
The two of them confronted each other, looking for a better opportunity to get out of their phones. At their level, if they cannot grasp the fleeting attack opportunity, they may lose in just one breath.
Even if you fail, you will die, and you will not have the chance to come back.
Chu Jiangnan had thought about the scene of the first meeting between him and Lang Fanyun many times, but what he never expected was that their first meeting would be in such a situation where swords and swords were facing each other.
The moon sets and the sun rises, the sky in the east begins to brighten, the waves and clouds stand with their hands behind their backs, the sword of the Rain quietly returns into the sheath, and the eyes become turbid again.
Seventeen years ago, Shangru Guanfei, the leader of the Nujiao Gang, occupied the largest island of Dongting Lake. The government came to encircle and suppress the enemy seven times, and each time they lost their troops and returned. For this reason, the court sought seven famous masters of Bai Dao at that time, and worshiped the mountains with the rules of the martial arts world, and challenged Shangguan Fei, the best master of the spear, who was known as the saint of the spear.
The one who came out to fight was Lang Fanyun. A sword of rain defeated these seven people in a row. The most rare thing is that he did not hurt one person.
This battle made Lang Fanyun's name spread to the world, and it made a name all over the world, and also won the favor of Bai Dao people.
Three years later, Lang Fanyun killed the most hated Red Xuan Buddha among the experts on the blacklist and jumped to the throne of the blacklist.
Langfanyun also has a record, that is, in the history of the blacklist, he was the first newcomer to become a famous blacklist, and no one dared to challenge him head-on. Today, this record seems to be coming to an end.
Chu Jiangnan looked at Lang Fanyun without blinking, and saw that he was majestic, with feet above six feet, but his face was ugly, his yellow eyes seemed to be awake and drunk, his hands were at least two to four inches longer than ordinary people, and the rain-covered sword on his waist was much longer than an ordinary sword. His sword body was narrow and his splendid, and it was a peerless sword.
The people in Chu Jiangnan were like the dark but dense knife in his hand, constantly exuding a surging murderous intent that was intimidating and courageous. The waves that were the first to be blasted, but they were leisurely and free, as if nothing had happened, and they were completely unaware of it.
Chu Jiangnan was full of energy and his eyes were sharp. He didn't even need to blink when he looked at Lang Fanyun's pupils.
On the contrary, the yellow eyes seemed to be open and closed, drunk and awake, as if Chu Jiangnan, who was holding the moon in the well, was not blocking him.
Chu Jiangnan's heart sank. He found that Lang Fanyun was really not affected by his murderous aura. His body and spirit were kept in a very relaxed and leisurely state, and he was at ease in both attacking and defending.
On the other hand, I am completely opposite to the leisure of the waves and clouds. Thousands of miles apart, Chu Jiangnan is now like a tight string. If you are not careful, it will break.
Chu Jiangnan looked at the swordsman in front of him. Under the invasion of his powerful aura, Lang Fanyun could actually maintain a rest state. He only had sincere admiration in his eyes, but it did not affect his fighting spirit and determination.
If you wait for a long time, it will only become more and more unfavorable to you. Chu Jiangnan moved slightly, tightly holding the five fingers of the well Zhongyue, and he decided to take action.
The turbid yellow color in Lang Fengyun's eyes swept away, and the cold light suddenly rose, flashing like the stars in the sky, staring at Chu Jiangnan with all his attention.
The murderous aura filled the air. In the center of Chu Jiangnan and Lang Fanyun standing, a strong wind that was constantly rotating was generated between the two people, sweeping into the sky.
Birds flying in the sky and wild beasts in the forest fled one after another. When they encountered a match between masters at the blacklist level, I really don’t know that they were lucky enough to meet them, but they lost their bad luck for eight lifetimes.
The waves swept through the clouds and their eyes were as sharp as lightning. They were carefully examining Chu Jiangnan, but no details could reveal his magical eyes.
The movement of his thoughts was hundreds of times faster than that of ordinary people, so it was a blow like lightning, and it seemed like a slow movement in his pupils.
In his sight, first of all, Chu Jiangnan's feet are gently changing the center of gravity of his body, so that his body can maintain an attack at any time. It is as fast as the wind, its stern as the forest, its invasion is as fire, and its silence is as motionless as the mountain.
As Chu Jiangnan's pupils dilate, he emits strange light, which is a phenomenon of gathering skills.
Lang Fanyun even saw Chu Jiangnan's pores exposed outside the clothes contracting, the large artery on the neck and the blood vessels exposed on the back of the hand expand and contract, the blood flows in large quantities and rapidity, and the physical energy is exerted to the end.
Chu Jiangnan took action, but in Lang Fengyun's eyes, the battle situation was already destined before it could be fought.
Suddenly, Chu Jiangnan shouted loudly and jumped up. The moon in his hand drew countless strong winds from his hand, blooming rapidly like a chrysanthemum. The sword force was everywhere in the sky, surrounding the waves and clouds, pressing towards the unparalleled swordsman like dark clouds covering the sky and the sun.
Lang Fanyun's expression remained unchanged because Chu Jiangnan's fighting style consumed his true energy extremely. His grasp of the weapon trajectory is much deeper than Chu Jiangnan. It is rare to have one knife to cut the range one foot of his body.
At some point, Lang Fanyun's hand had already held the cold hilt of the Fuyu Sword. The next moment, the Fuyu Sword was off the sheath.
A low roar was like a dragon's roar, and the sword rain suddenly appeared. The sword of the Chuiyu turned rhythmically, and the strip was suddenly down. The famous Chuiyu Sword Technique was fully developed.
Chu Jiangnan's vision suddenly burst into a flower, and countless sword flowers suddenly flashed out of the air. Lang Fengyun shot out more than thirty swords, barely suppressing his sword force around him, not a little more or less, showing his unparalleled control.
The yellow light disappeared and the light spots dissipated. When Chu Jiangnan fell from the sky, the waves flipped over the clouds and didn't look at them. With his hand, the sword returned to the pin on his waist, without hearing any sound, just like a long sword is a long snake with eyes, which will find a way to return to his cave.
After landing and standing firmly, Chu Jiangnan took Jing Zhongyue back on his back, and there was no more harsh and forcing aura on his body.
The battles between life and death seemed to be completed in an instant, and the endless extremes were like eternal times. The two stood opposite each other, and seemed to have never taken action.
Except for his slightly pale complexion, Chu Jiangnan's face was slightly pale, and there were no scars on the surface.
Lang Fanyun still stood there with his hands behind his back, narrowing his eyes, as if drunk and awake, smiling slightly, revealing his white teeth that were incomparable to his ugly face, and said: What do you call this little brother?
Chu Jiangnan took a deep breath and said with a smile: My surname is Chu, and his name is Jiangnan. Thank you for your mercy.
Chu Jiangnan, I recited it silently twice, laughed and said: OK, very good.
Not knowing what his goodness is, Chu Jiangnan opened his mouth and Lang Fanyun smiled slightly, and said first: In this fight, Brother Chu only has the "killing power" but no "killing intention". He should not be provoking for revenge.
Chu Jiangnan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. How to say it, he was embarrassed to tell Lang Fanyun that he was in a bad mood for Chu Suqiu's affairs, so he came to him and fought to vent his depression.
An awkward smile appeared on his face, and Chu Jiangnan reached out and scratched his head. This childish action was really funny.
Lang Fanyun was not embarrassed by him and said with a smile: I have finished drinking today and beaten up the fight. Next time I have the chance to invite my little brother to drink.
drink wine!
Why did you forget this? Lang Fanyun is an absolute drunkard. Chu Jiangnan's expression calmed down, and he smiled with teeth and said: If the hero Lang has free time, I will be the host of my brother. I will keep you in the "clear stream and spring" to drink and have fun.
The waves and clouds have been spoiled by the "Qingxi Liuquan". Even drinking the "Red Sun Fire" that I loved the past, I felt the bird fading out of my mouth. It has been a long time since I felt the joy. He looked at Chu Jiangnan, and his yellow eyes once again became bright, saying word by word: Qingxi Liuquan?
Clear streams and springs.
Chu Jiangnan nodded affirmatively, and continued: And there is one of the twelve cans of wine from Zuo Gongjiu, the heat... Hehe, no one has ever been willing to drink them!
When Lang Fanyun heard the wine worms, he was shocked and said: There may be only two people in the world who are qualified to taste and appreciate Zuo Gong’s wine. One is me, and the other is the old leader who passed away. Unexpectedly, there are more little brothers now, hahaha... It is better to choose a day than a day, we...
Lang Fanyun couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, as if he was sighing, and as if he was enjoying Lang Fanyun's drunken behavior and speech. When he came to his senses, he saw Lang Fanyun's eyes staring at him, as if a pervert was looking at the naked stunning beauty. He was so energetic when he was fighting just now.
Chu Jiangnan coughed, smiled and turned sideways, stretched out his hand and signaled: Please, Mr. Lang.
The two looked at each other for a moment, laughing loudly at the same time. The sound spread from afar, alarming countless sea birds. The early birds not only had insects to eat, but were also easily injured by experts.
Chu Jiangnan and Lang Fanyun are both outstanding light skills. In a moment, the two of them were already walking on the street where Qingxi Liuquan was located. Although the people they met on the road were excitedly peeking at Lang Fanyun, no one dared to stop and give instructions, and no one dared to come up to talk to him, because the leader Shangguan Ying had personally issued a strict order prohibiting anyone from disturbing An Xianningyi, the world's number one swordsman.
The two of them came to a cross alley and walked into the alley. After a while, they arrived at the end of the alley. The wine shop with the plaque "Clean Stream" was closed, and it was pitch black.
Lang Fanyun saw the wine shop closing the door, shook his head and smiled bitterly: Little brother, I thought there was a clear stream and spring at your house, but I never thought that I was going to buy wine from the wine shop?It was still early this time and the wine shop was not open. Secondly, the "Clear Stream and Living Spring" cannot be bought with money.
Chu Jiangnan smiled and shook his head when he heard this, looking mysterious and unfathomable.
Lang Fanyun was slightly stunned, and he felt confused in his heart. Could it be that there were any mistakes in what he said?
Chu Jiangnan was about to speak, and saw a graceful woman in brocade at the entrance of the alley; a woman in a common man with a baby in her arms walked towards them.
Unexpectedly, when he met the beautiful new widow, Liang Fanyun thought to himself: It would be such a coincidence again.
Chu Jiangnan smiled wickedly and blinked quickly. Even if he was standing beside him, the world's number one swordsman was not serious. Zuo Shi seemed to have known that he would be so frivolous. She lowered her head, but her beautiful pretty face had no way to hide it. She was drunk by herself. She whispered: "The head of the wave."
Lang Fanyun returned a greeting and said with a smile: Hello, Miss Zuo Shi.
The soft lotus steps moved lightly, first walked to Lang Fengyun, and blessed her body. He learned to say hello to Zuo Shi, then walked behind Chu Jiangnan and stood with a smile, with a charming smile, with soft eyes, and was worthy of being his well-behaved and beautiful maid Chu Jiangnan and smiled. He sank his dantian and said in a breath: Guo Jia, Zhao Chenyu, Song Guiping, Wang Xinxiang, Chen Jianjun, Zhao Chen, Li Xuanbo... He opened the door to do business for this young master...
The two of them confronted each other, looking for a better opportunity to get out of their phones. At their level, if they cannot grasp the fleeting attack opportunity, they may lose in just one breath.
Even if you fail, you will die, and you will not have the chance to come back.
Chu Jiangnan had thought about the scene of the first meeting between him and Lang Fanyun many times, but what he never expected was that their first meeting would be in such a situation where swords and swords were facing each other.
The moon sets and the sun rises, the sky in the east begins to brighten, the waves and clouds stand with their hands behind their backs, the sword of the Rain quietly returns into the sheath, and the eyes become turbid again.
Seventeen years ago, Shangru Guanfei, the leader of the Nujiao Gang, occupied the largest island of Dongting Lake. The government came to encircle and suppress the enemy seven times, and each time they lost their troops and returned. For this reason, the court sought seven famous masters of Bai Dao at that time, and worshiped the mountains with the rules of the martial arts world, and challenged Shangguan Fei, the best master of the spear, who was known as the saint of the spear.
The one who came out to fight was Lang Fanyun. A sword of rain defeated these seven people in a row. The most rare thing is that he did not hurt one person.
This battle made Lang Fanyun's name spread to the world, and it made a name all over the world, and also won the favor of Bai Dao people.
Three years later, Lang Fanyun killed the most hated Red Xuan Buddha among the experts on the blacklist and jumped to the throne of the blacklist.
Langfanyun also has a record, that is, in the history of the blacklist, he was the first newcomer to become a famous blacklist, and no one dared to challenge him head-on. Today, this record seems to be coming to an end.
Chu Jiangnan looked at Lang Fanyun without blinking, and saw that he was majestic, with feet above six feet, but his face was ugly, his yellow eyes seemed to be awake and drunk, his hands were at least two to four inches longer than ordinary people, and the rain-covered sword on his waist was much longer than an ordinary sword. His sword body was narrow and his splendid, and it was a peerless sword.
The people in Chu Jiangnan were like the dark but dense knife in his hand, constantly exuding a surging murderous intent that was intimidating and courageous. The waves that were the first to be blasted, but they were leisurely and free, as if nothing had happened, and they were completely unaware of it.
Chu Jiangnan was full of energy and his eyes were sharp. He didn't even need to blink when he looked at Lang Fanyun's pupils.
On the contrary, the yellow eyes seemed to be open and closed, drunk and awake, as if Chu Jiangnan, who was holding the moon in the well, was not blocking him.
Chu Jiangnan's heart sank. He found that Lang Fanyun was really not affected by his murderous aura. His body and spirit were kept in a very relaxed and leisurely state, and he was at ease in both attacking and defending.
On the other hand, I am completely opposite to the leisure of the waves and clouds. Thousands of miles apart, Chu Jiangnan is now like a tight string. If you are not careful, it will break.
Chu Jiangnan looked at the swordsman in front of him. Under the invasion of his powerful aura, Lang Fanyun could actually maintain a rest state. He only had sincere admiration in his eyes, but it did not affect his fighting spirit and determination.
If you wait for a long time, it will only become more and more unfavorable to you. Chu Jiangnan moved slightly, tightly holding the five fingers of the well Zhongyue, and he decided to take action.
The turbid yellow color in Lang Fengyun's eyes swept away, and the cold light suddenly rose, flashing like the stars in the sky, staring at Chu Jiangnan with all his attention.
The murderous aura filled the air. In the center of Chu Jiangnan and Lang Fanyun standing, a strong wind that was constantly rotating was generated between the two people, sweeping into the sky.
Birds flying in the sky and wild beasts in the forest fled one after another. When they encountered a match between masters at the blacklist level, I really don’t know that they were lucky enough to meet them, but they lost their bad luck for eight lifetimes.
The waves swept through the clouds and their eyes were as sharp as lightning. They were carefully examining Chu Jiangnan, but no details could reveal his magical eyes.
The movement of his thoughts was hundreds of times faster than that of ordinary people, so it was a blow like lightning, and it seemed like a slow movement in his pupils.
In his sight, first of all, Chu Jiangnan's feet are gently changing the center of gravity of his body, so that his body can maintain an attack at any time. It is as fast as the wind, its stern as the forest, its invasion is as fire, and its silence is as motionless as the mountain.
As Chu Jiangnan's pupils dilate, he emits strange light, which is a phenomenon of gathering skills.
Lang Fanyun even saw Chu Jiangnan's pores exposed outside the clothes contracting, the large artery on the neck and the blood vessels exposed on the back of the hand expand and contract, the blood flows in large quantities and rapidity, and the physical energy is exerted to the end.
Chu Jiangnan took action, but in Lang Fengyun's eyes, the battle situation was already destined before it could be fought.
Suddenly, Chu Jiangnan shouted loudly and jumped up. The moon in his hand drew countless strong winds from his hand, blooming rapidly like a chrysanthemum. The sword force was everywhere in the sky, surrounding the waves and clouds, pressing towards the unparalleled swordsman like dark clouds covering the sky and the sun.
Lang Fanyun's expression remained unchanged because Chu Jiangnan's fighting style consumed his true energy extremely. His grasp of the weapon trajectory is much deeper than Chu Jiangnan. It is rare to have one knife to cut the range one foot of his body.
At some point, Lang Fanyun's hand had already held the cold hilt of the Fuyu Sword. The next moment, the Fuyu Sword was off the sheath.
A low roar was like a dragon's roar, and the sword rain suddenly appeared. The sword of the Chuiyu turned rhythmically, and the strip was suddenly down. The famous Chuiyu Sword Technique was fully developed.
Chu Jiangnan's vision suddenly burst into a flower, and countless sword flowers suddenly flashed out of the air. Lang Fengyun shot out more than thirty swords, barely suppressing his sword force around him, not a little more or less, showing his unparalleled control.
The yellow light disappeared and the light spots dissipated. When Chu Jiangnan fell from the sky, the waves flipped over the clouds and didn't look at them. With his hand, the sword returned to the pin on his waist, without hearing any sound, just like a long sword is a long snake with eyes, which will find a way to return to his cave.
After landing and standing firmly, Chu Jiangnan took Jing Zhongyue back on his back, and there was no more harsh and forcing aura on his body.
The battles between life and death seemed to be completed in an instant, and the endless extremes were like eternal times. The two stood opposite each other, and seemed to have never taken action.
Except for his slightly pale complexion, Chu Jiangnan's face was slightly pale, and there were no scars on the surface.
Lang Fanyun still stood there with his hands behind his back, narrowing his eyes, as if drunk and awake, smiling slightly, revealing his white teeth that were incomparable to his ugly face, and said: What do you call this little brother?
Chu Jiangnan took a deep breath and said with a smile: My surname is Chu, and his name is Jiangnan. Thank you for your mercy.
Chu Jiangnan, I recited it silently twice, laughed and said: OK, very good.
Not knowing what his goodness is, Chu Jiangnan opened his mouth and Lang Fanyun smiled slightly, and said first: In this fight, Brother Chu only has the "killing power" but no "killing intention". He should not be provoking for revenge.
Chu Jiangnan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. How to say it, he was embarrassed to tell Lang Fanyun that he was in a bad mood for Chu Suqiu's affairs, so he came to him and fought to vent his depression.
An awkward smile appeared on his face, and Chu Jiangnan reached out and scratched his head. This childish action was really funny.
Lang Fanyun was not embarrassed by him and said with a smile: I have finished drinking today and beaten up the fight. Next time I have the chance to invite my little brother to drink.
drink wine!
Why did you forget this? Lang Fanyun is an absolute drunkard. Chu Jiangnan's expression calmed down, and he smiled with teeth and said: If the hero Lang has free time, I will be the host of my brother. I will keep you in the "clear stream and spring" to drink and have fun.
The waves and clouds have been spoiled by the "Qingxi Liuquan". Even drinking the "Red Sun Fire" that I loved the past, I felt the bird fading out of my mouth. It has been a long time since I felt the joy. He looked at Chu Jiangnan, and his yellow eyes once again became bright, saying word by word: Qingxi Liuquan?
Clear streams and springs.
Chu Jiangnan nodded affirmatively, and continued: And there is one of the twelve cans of wine from Zuo Gongjiu, the heat... Hehe, no one has ever been willing to drink them!
When Lang Fanyun heard the wine worms, he was shocked and said: There may be only two people in the world who are qualified to taste and appreciate Zuo Gong’s wine. One is me, and the other is the old leader who passed away. Unexpectedly, there are more little brothers now, hahaha... It is better to choose a day than a day, we...
Lang Fanyun couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, as if he was sighing, and as if he was enjoying Lang Fanyun's drunken behavior and speech. When he came to his senses, he saw Lang Fanyun's eyes staring at him, as if a pervert was looking at the naked stunning beauty. He was so energetic when he was fighting just now.
Chu Jiangnan coughed, smiled and turned sideways, stretched out his hand and signaled: Please, Mr. Lang.
The two looked at each other for a moment, laughing loudly at the same time. The sound spread from afar, alarming countless sea birds. The early birds not only had insects to eat, but were also easily injured by experts.
Chu Jiangnan and Lang Fanyun are both outstanding light skills. In a moment, the two of them were already walking on the street where Qingxi Liuquan was located. Although the people they met on the road were excitedly peeking at Lang Fanyun, no one dared to stop and give instructions, and no one dared to come up to talk to him, because the leader Shangguan Ying had personally issued a strict order prohibiting anyone from disturbing An Xianningyi, the world's number one swordsman.
The two of them came to a cross alley and walked into the alley. After a while, they arrived at the end of the alley. The wine shop with the plaque "Clean Stream" was closed, and it was pitch black.
Lang Fanyun saw the wine shop closing the door, shook his head and smiled bitterly: Little brother, I thought there was a clear stream and spring at your house, but I never thought that I was going to buy wine from the wine shop?It was still early this time and the wine shop was not open. Secondly, the "Clear Stream and Living Spring" cannot be bought with money.
Chu Jiangnan smiled and shook his head when he heard this, looking mysterious and unfathomable.
Lang Fanyun was slightly stunned, and he felt confused in his heart. Could it be that there were any mistakes in what he said?
Chu Jiangnan was about to speak, and saw a graceful woman in brocade at the entrance of the alley; a woman in a common man with a baby in her arms walked towards them.
Unexpectedly, when he met the beautiful new widow, Liang Fanyun thought to himself: It would be such a coincidence again.
Chu Jiangnan smiled wickedly and blinked quickly. Even if he was standing beside him, the world's number one swordsman was not serious. Zuo Shi seemed to have known that he would be so frivolous. She lowered her head, but her beautiful pretty face had no way to hide it. She was drunk by herself. She whispered: "The head of the wave."
Lang Fanyun returned a greeting and said with a smile: Hello, Miss Zuo Shi.
The soft lotus steps moved lightly, first walked to Lang Fengyun, and blessed her body. He learned to say hello to Zuo Shi, then walked behind Chu Jiangnan and stood with a smile, with a charming smile, with soft eyes, and was worthy of being his well-behaved and beautiful maid Chu Jiangnan and smiled. He sank his dantian and said in a breath: Guo Jia, Zhao Chenyu, Song Guiping, Wang Xinxiang, Chen Jianjun, Zhao Chen, Li Xuanbo... He opened the door to do business for this young master...
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