Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1209 West Wind
Chen Zihan looked at He Lianyan standing on the stone platform, biting the bullet and wanted to go up. Chen Zichu stood aside and wanted to cry, and finally understood why the top eight is a world of monsters. It looks glamorous, but ordinary people It's not suitable to be in it at all.

No one wants to face any opponent.

Chen Zichu felt that his brother's luck was okay in the last match, but he didn't expect that his luck in the match would be repaid in this match.

He actually won another rank four.

Xu Yishan, Zhao Guang and others around him also looked a little grim, because many of the opponents who fought against Helianyan yesterday did not seem to have suffered any fatal injuries at the time, but many of them were diagnosed with damage to internal organs and meridians after the battle.

The outside is unscathed, just like being knocked out, but the inside of the practitioner has been destroyed.

Zhao Guang felt chills all over his body when he received the news.

The original short spear was just the most inconspicuous of Helianyan's methods.

But because this happened only yesterday, Zhao Guang also got the information so quickly because of a dark thread among the medical officers of Soochow. Many practitioners didn't know it. Seeing the cold sweat on Chen Zihan's forehead, he hesitated for a moment, and when Chen Zihan passed by him When he was beside him, he still couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Zihan, you'd better admit defeat."

Chen Zihan stopped and looked at Zhao Guang in astonishment, with disbelief and a trace of humiliation in his eyes.

It is true that He Lianyan is a formidable opponent, but since the top sixteen, no practitioner has given up.

"In your mind, are we Southern Chu practitioners so spineless?" Chen Zihan looked at Zhao Guang intently.

Zhao Guang secretly groaned in his heart. He hesitated before because he knew that such words would be a great humiliation to the young swordsman, and if not done well, it would irritate the other party, but he really couldn't vomit.

"You don't know, this Xirong man is a bit evil, he..." Zhao Guangyu wanted to explain incoherently, but Chen Zihan didn't want to listen any more. He looked at the young man with green eyes standing in the middle of the stone platform, and found that he had always kept his eyes fixed. He Lianyan, as if he heard the dispute below, actually looked over quietly.

Those green pupils were even more crystal clear than fine jadeite, with an indescribably coquettish charm. Chen Zihan had to admit that He Lianyan did have a devilish quality.

This kind of magic is creepy, as if being targeted by some giant beast.

But the next moment, Chen Zihan froze because he realized that He Lianyan was not looking at him.

Obviously she was his opponent in this match, but He Lianyan looked past him, and only turned to a direction behind him.

Who is that position?
Chen Zihan turned his head in a daze, but before he found that person, there was a chill on his wrist, someone stepped forward and grabbed Chen Zihan's wrist.

"Your Highness?" Chen Zihan turned his head to the side, looking at the woman who grabbed him, his body was a little stiff.

At that moment just now, it was as if he was being held back by her in the dense forest during the Southern Chu Elementary Ceremony Mountain Forest War.

"I just want to say one thing," Ying Baoyue looked at him seriously, "I'm not asking you to admit defeat now, but later in the battle, if you feel something is wrong, such as a cold neck, don't hesitate to shout surrender immediately. "

Chen Zihan's pupils shrank slightly, but under the serious gaze of the girl in front of him, he still nodded slightly, keeping this sentence in his heart.

Zhao Guang breathed a sigh of relief at the side, and secretly slandered, why is she so obedient when she asked you to admit defeat.

……

Chen Zihan climbed onto the high platform, while Ji Jiashu, Chen Zichu and others stood under the platform with worried eyes.

"Very worried?" Ji Jiashu walked up to Chen Zichu.

"I don't expect him to win," Chen Zichu smiled wryly, "I just hope not to lose my life."

He looked up at his younger brother on the stone platform. Chen Zihan's ranking in the middle-level ceremony was already much higher than him, which was enough to prove that in Southern Chu, whether it was Chen Zihan's original intention or his father's intention, Chen Zihan was all because of him. This son-in-law suppressed his own strength.

But even so, Chen Zichu didn't think he would be Helianyan's opponent.

From the first time he saw that Xirong man, Chen Zichu felt that there was something wrong with this practitioner.

Chen Zichu's eyes were serious.

Ji Jiashu glanced sideways. Although Chen Zichu was not as good as Chen Zihan in terms of cultivation ability, he actually possessed other talents that he himself hadn't noticed.

"Chunhua," Chen Zichu glanced at Ji Jiashu, and said softly, "If something happens later, I will trouble you."

Ji Jiashu nodded.

He looked at the young man with green eyes standing in front of Chen Zihan, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Chen Zihan walked too fast and didn't notice it, but he saw it clearly just now.

The person He Lianyan saw just now was Ying Baoyue.

Always.

Everyone around him seemed to be indifferent to him, and those green pupils locked only Ying Baoyue from the beginning to the end.

Ji Jiashu hated the way Helianyan looked at Ying Baoyue.

But he was no longer qualified to fight this Xirong man.

He has already lost in the middle-level ceremony.

Ji Jiashu's fingers under the sleeves were clenched tightly. At this moment, he suddenly noticed that Li Ji not far away glanced at him.

Li Ji's black eyes were as calm as ever, but for just a short moment, Ji Jiashu felt that they were a little bit of the same enemy.

Ji Jiashu walked up to Li Ji, "Have you fought against him before?"

They all know who this "he" is.

"Yes," Li Ji nodded.

Li Ji looked at He Lianyan on the stage, and said lightly, "Do you not want to see those eyes?"

Ji Jiashu was startled.

"I understand your mood, but you can't defeat this person just by your mood." Li Ji's black eyes focused on the Xirong boy on the stage, "He is very troublesome."

Ji Jiashu didn't know how troublesome He Lianyan was, and he didn't have time to think about the meaning of Li Ji's words, because at this moment, the bell for the battle rang.

Chen Zihan and He Lianyan stood facing each other, and slowly drew out the weapons at their waists.

At this time, everyone was surprised to find that He Lianyan was carrying neither a gun nor a sword this time, but a knife.

And it is not the scimitar commonly used by northern practitioners and cavalry.

The blade in He Lianyan's hand was long and narrow, with a narrow blade and thick ridge, straight as a sword, with only a slight slope at the tip.

Ji Jiashu was slightly taken aback.

"This knife is..."

"It's a horizontal knife." A female voice came from behind him, and Ying Baoyue said.

Looking at the knife, she had a complicated expression.

Because this is not the type of sword that will be born in this world at this time.

It was because her master used it in the battle against Xirong that she was introduced into Xirong.

Heng Dao, also known as Tang Dao, is a saber of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Its basic shape is similar to that of the Dongying Dao of later generations, but not exactly the same.

Such a knife is not suitable for immediate battles, but it is suitable for one-on-one challenges.

More suitable for some, special swordsmanship.

Seeing this unfamiliar long knife, Chen Zihan's eyes were slightly stunned, but before he could react, a low chant came from his ear.

It's not the Xirong language, but the pure Central Plains language.

"The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called Shuang Chenyue."

"From the beginning, the Cangshan Mountain is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood."

He Lianyan looked at him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth exposed under the mask.

But in Chen Zihan's eyes, it was a devil's smile.

Looking at the light of the knife rushing towards his face, he only had time to open his eyes wide.

"Zi Han!"

Chen Zichu's mournful cry from the audience resounded through the sky.

　The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon.In the frosty morning moon, the sound of horseshoes breaking, and the sound of horns swallowing.Xiongguan Road is really like iron, and now it is over from the beginning.From the beginning, the Cangshan Mountain is like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood. --Modern "Recalling Qin'e Lou Shanguan"

　　
　
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