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Chapter 201 Green Dragon and White Tiger
Ningzhou City is not big, at least not as big as the capital of Dongyue.

This was He Luan's first impression after coming to Ningzhou.

Ningzhou City is not only small, but also looks a little deserted.

He Luan walked on the street and saw that the pedestrians were in a hurry, for some reason.

But none of this mattered to him.

Because he came to Ningzhou to fight, or to kill people.

Of course, the premise of killing is to win the fight.

If you lose, you can only run away with your tail between your legs.

However, since He Luan first came out of the arena and showed his talents, he has not lost yet.

As a top second-rank practitioner, he could feel the breath of a practitioner.

As long as the other party doesn't restrain his breath deliberately, He Luan can follow the direction to search all the way.

He Luan knew that no one could stop him.

No matter how many yamen servants and soldiers there are, they are just floating clouds to him.

Only a practitioner can defeat a practitioner.

"There are people from the East."

Taoist Qinglian Wu Quanyi put down the chopsticks in his hand and said calmly.

"Oh?"

A gleam flashed in Zhao Xun's eyes, and he asked curiously: "Men, is this person strong? Is it Wei Wuji, the sword master?"

Hearing this, Daoist Qinglian rolled his eyes and said: "How could the sword master end in person, it's too unstyled. It should be his disciples and grandchildren who came, but this person's realm is also very good, he should There are two grades."

"Second grade? Isn't that the same as your mentor?"

"No, his realm should be above mine, reaching the peak of the second rank."

Wu Quanyi's tone seemed a little heavy.

"I can feel his powerful and fierce breath, which is so strong across several streets."

Fuck, my teacher is a dog's nose, I can smell the other person's breath across a few streets.

Of course, Zhao Xun quickly suppressed this idea.

Because the mentor can read the mind.

If his mentor knew what he was thinking, he would have to teach him a lesson.

"Since this is the case, we have a few chances of winning."

"At least fifty percent."

Five to five?

Zhao Xun couldn't laugh or cry.

"If you are singled out, there is almost no chance of winning. But there are still a few disciples from the academy. Your third senior brother is also at the second stage, and the other two can also help."

Zhao Xun understood, the teacher didn't take him into consideration at all.

That's right, a seventh-rank scumbag can really do limited things in a duel with second-rank strong opponents.

It's like two elephants fighting each other, and the ants can't help.

In the eyes of his mentor, his current state is probably really not worth mentioning.

"We want to fight with wheels? Wouldn't this be a bit invincible?"

"Winning is the key, and it's all your fault if you lose."

Wu Quanyi said very seriously: "Stinky boy, when the time comes, you will see the right time, and if you have the opportunity, don't hesitate to shoot directly."

Um?My mentor told me to make a move?Did you hear me right?
"Benevolent teacher, this disciple is powerless."

"A master's fight will leave a very small gap. But no matter how small it is, there will be a gap."

Wu Quanyi paused and said, "What you need to aim at is that gap. As long as you meet it, it will be the opponent's Achilles' heel."

"The teacher trusts me so much, then I will try."

Zhao Xun was a little confused, but no matter what Wu Quanyi said, he couldn't refuse.

"Protect my physical body, if my soul is out of my body."

Wu Quanyi said indifferently: "I'm really pushed to that point, I'm afraid the primordial spirit will fight."

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He Luan stepped into this three-entry courtyard in Ningzhou Mansion.

For him, the guards of the yard are just decorations.

He Luan's speed was too fast.

It was so close that the naked eyes of the guards couldn't see a person at all.

He Luan felt as if he had entered the land of no one.

UI.

With the advantage of speed, other aspects can expand the advantages infinitely.

"Your Excellency is from East Vietnam?"

Wu Quanyi asked with his hands behind his back, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He looked at He Luan with a condescending attitude, because he was standing on the roof.

He Luan looked up, and the moment he saw Wu Quanyi, he knew who he was.

"There are no more than ten people in the world who can have such a Taoist true meaning. Your Excellency is Daoist Qinglian, right?"

"Yes, the old man is Wu Quanyi? Your Excellency?"

"He Luan, the head disciple of the Sword Master."

He Luan's answer was brief, but forceful.

The name of the sword master Wei Wuji is the sharpest weapon.

In front of the world, I am afraid that no one can ignore the title of Juggernaut.

Except for the man from the academy.

"Why are you here?"

"The life of the sword master."

After finishing speaking, He Luan didn't say another word.

Pulling his sword out of its sheath, Wu Quanyi rushed straight towards the roof.

Daoist Qinglian then drew out the Qinglian sword and went forward.

"Qinglian Sword Intent!"

He Luan knew the goods, and when he drew out his sword, it collided with the Qinglian sword, making a clear and crisp sound.

Dongyue Jiange is an expert in using swords and swords, but He Luan also has to admit that Qinglian's sword is very strong.

The strike of a sword forced He Luan to use all his strength to catch it.

There are not many people who can force him to use his full strength, and Wu Quanyi is one of them.

Qinglong, the keeper of Qinglian Sword, burst out from the sword intent, engulfing the Ling Lie sword intent to devour He Luan in an instant.

Guardian!
You have the blue dragon and I have the white tiger!

"out!"

He Luan yelled loudly, and then forced the guardian out of the natal sword.

The guardian of He Luan's sword intent is an auspicious white tiger!
The tiger is the king of beasts, and the white tiger is even more ferocious.

Even facing Qinglong, he has no fear at all.

In an instant, the white tiger and green dragon bit together, and it was evenly matched.

As for Wu Quanyi and He Luan themselves, they flew to the sky to fight.

Tricks are ruthless, and tricks are desperate.

It would be difficult for ordinary people to survive three rounds under their hands.

But Wu Quanyi is different.

He is the second rank of the Daoist sect, he might not be as good as martial arts in terms of offensiveness, but in terms of defense, Gou Daomen is definitely a good player.

The reason why Wu Quanyi wanted to lure He Luan away to a high altitude was because he was afraid of hurting innocent people.

The people of Ningzhou have just experienced the troubles of monsters and beasts, and they really can't stand the toss.

The practitioner's battle is left to the practitioner to execute.

Zhao Xun watched from the attic on the third floor of the courtyard, and couldn't help admiring.

The strength of Qinglian's sword intent does not lie in the moves themselves, but in the artistic conception.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, he will be shrouded in Qinglian Sword Intent.

Moreover, with the increase in the fighting moves of the two sides, the sword intent of Qinglian Sword will also increase accordingly.

To put it bluntly, Qinglian Jianyi has the ability to learn independently, and is simply an alpha dog.

If you don't practice, you won't be strong, the more you practice, the stronger you will become.

"I didn't expect my mentor to be so strong. My luck is really good, and I met many big shots. No, luck is also part of strength."

Zhao Xun said with emotion.

"I can't be distracted. If their primordial spirits go out to fight, I have to guard the body of my teacher."

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(End of this chapter)