Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 42

Power down!

Lan Qing's angry blow, although his subordinates withdrew some strength, it was not something ordinary people could bear.

From Lan Qing's point of view, Ji Tiancheng is just a wanderer with a lot of experience in the rivers and lakes, but his realm is probably at most only the realm of strength.

If Ji Tiancheng was really just an ordinary wanderer, he would definitely vomit blood directly from Lan Qing's blow, and within two or three months, it would be difficult to get out of bed, which shows the anger in Lan Qing's heart at this time.

Ji Tiancheng didn't dodge, because he didn't need to dodge at all, let alone whether the punch could hit him, even if it did, so what?

The strength in Lan Qing's hands did not pose a threat to him at all. When it hit him, he would not even move his body.

His deeds fell into Lan Qing's eyes, but he couldn't avoid it, and he had already accepted his fate, so he disdain Ji Tiancheng even more in his heart.

The fist stopped at a finger on Ji Tiancheng's chest.

It wasn't that Lan Qing kindly stopped the attack.

It's that he can't do it now.

A pale hand was holding his arm tightly, preventing his fist from moving forward.

Ji Tiancheng looked at Lan Qing, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lan Qing felt that his fist couldn't move forward, he was stunned for a moment, then let out a cold snort, and suddenly increased his strength, bursting out with even more powerful force, but his fist still didn't move at all.

He let out a surprise, and glanced at Ji Tiancheng. The chuckle in Ji Tiancheng's eyes turned into a mockery in his eyes. His heart was filled with anger, and the internal energy in his meridians violently violently rushed towards Ji Tiancheng with great force.

The fist remained motionless.

Cold sweat broke out on Lan Qing's face.

The folding fan held in the other hand stretched out, revealing the beautiful scenery above.

a glen.

A misty valley.

The white clouds and light mist above the valley seem to be slowly flowing.

When Ji Tiancheng saw it, he exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

It is indeed beautiful, and what is even more beautiful is the roundness that appears when the fan edge passes through the air.

That's a beautiful arc.

And it also shone with metallic light.

Ji Tiancheng frowned, and he struck again, his palm was like a cattail fan, a gust of wind was set off, and the palm turned into a fist in mid-air, and suddenly hit Lan Qing's wrist holding the folding fan.

Lan Qing only felt a pain in his wrist, and the folding fan naturally fell out of his hand. Ji Tiancheng took a step forward, and with a thrust of his hand, the folding fan fell into his hand.

Ji Tiancheng smiled, passed the folding fan forward, and said to Lan Qing: "Brother Lan, your fan!"

Lan Qing's face suddenly changed several times, but he is not a person who does not know good and bad. He took the fan and said bitterly to Ji Tiancheng: "I am defeated. Brother, you can't hide anything. I admire you."

Ji Tiancheng said: "Brother Lan is too much for the prize. You have treated me as an ordinary person from the beginning, and you will defeat me if you are careless."

Lan Qing glanced at Ji Tiancheng gratefully. He naturally knew that Ji Tiancheng wanted him to maintain his image in his sister Lan Shan's heart.

"Thank you, Hero Ji, for your mercy." Lan Qing cupped his hands to Ji Tiancheng to thank him.

Ji Tiancheng laughed: "Let's go quickly! We can't let other comrades who have already arrived at Jupeng Building wait."

Lan Shan nodded, seeing Ji Tiancheng reconciled with her eldest brother, she said happily, "Brother Ji is right!"

Lan Qing said, "Okay, Hero Ji, let's go."

Ji Tiancheng nodded upon hearing this, turned and walked out of the inn.

On the road.

The three walked side by side, with Ji Tiancheng standing in the middle, Lan Shan on his right and Lan Qing on his left
While walking, Lan Shan seemed to have remembered something, stopped, and asked Ji Tiancheng: "Brother Ji, I haven't seen Sister Qingyu for a long time, do you know where you are now?"

Ji Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, stopped in his tracks, remembered Hua Qingyu's invitation to him, smiled strangely in his heart, and said to Lan Shan: "Don't worry, you will see Qingyu girl again soon."

Lan Shan nodded, and the three of them continued to walk westward, and after a while, they came across a three-story building.

The three of them walked to the bottom of the high-rise building, and saw the three big gilt characters of Jupenglou hanging on the gate.

Lan Shan looked at the plaque and whispered, "It seems very powerful."

Ji Tiancheng laughed and said, "It's not the plaque that is so powerful."

Lan Qing also said: "This plaque is the master's handwriting, it is not easy to keep it, this Jupeng Building."

The three of Ji Tiancheng entered the Jupeng Building, and after explaining the reason, the waiter led them up to a table next to the window on the third floor. Sitting here, they could still see the scenery of the street outside.

There are already four people here, one with an indifferent expression, dressed in a gray gown, holding a long knife in his arms, sitting opposite the window with his eyes closed, wandering away; A laid-back look.

Opposite him was Wang Luo in snow-white clothes, and sitting by the window was a woman, it was Hua Qingyu, who looked at Ji Tiancheng and the other three who had just dared to come with a big smile.

Ji Tiancheng saw two acquaintances among them, so he greeted them first: "Miss Qingyu, Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you been okay?"

Wang Luo nodded and said, "I'm fine."

Hua Qingyu said with a smile: "Of course it's very good. You are finally here, idiot. Let me introduce you. This is Wang Luo from Shura's blood domain. It seems that you already know him. This man with a long knife is Xia Ning, a disciple of the Crazy Saber Sect in Yunzhou, and the person who is tasting tea is Wang Ping from the Yuhuang Pavilion in Yuzhou."

Ji Tiancheng nodded, and said to Xia Ning and Wang Ping, "Brother Xia, Brother Wang, Ji Tiancheng is a disciple of Tongtian Sword Sect in Cangzhou."

Lan Qing and Lan Shan also introduced their identities and greeted Xia Ning and Wang Ping.

Xia Ning gave an inconspicuous "hmm", and Wang Ping said to Ji Tiancheng with a smile on his face, "Tongtian Sword Sect? My Yuhuang Pavilion has some connections with Brother Ji's sect. It seems that we have a good relationship." Fate!"

Ji Tiancheng looked bewildered, he didn't remember the relationship between the master's school and the Yuhuang Pavilion, could there be something he didn't know?

However, when he looked at Hua Qingyu and Wang Luo again at this time, he saw Hua Qingyu gnashing his teeth, and Wang Luo's eyes were a little impatient.

As for Xia Ning at the side, although he has been very quiet, he still raised his head when he heard this sentence, and there was also a little indignation in his eyes.

Ji Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, is what Wang Ping said true or false?Who the hell is he, to make such a look in these people's eyes.

Hua Qingyu couldn't bear it any longer, she gathered her inner energy in her hand, and struck out suddenly, with a strong wind, she hit Wang Ping.

Wang Ping quickly moved away, but his tea cup was knocked down by the strong wind. When Wang Ping saw it, he quickly grabbed the tea cup and put it on the table again, and at the same time said with a smile on his face: "Oh, sister Qingyu, it's just a joke. Why, why are you so excited, could it be that you are interested in Brother Ji?"

Hua Qingyu blushed, she didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed, and said to Wang Ping, "You have already used this excuse to deceive us, but this time you still want to continue to deceive people!"

Ji Tiancheng was completely confused, and asked Hua Qingyu: "Miss Qingyu, what's going on!"

Hua Qingyu said angrily: "When Wang Ping first came here, he lied to the three of us like this, and almost cheated away the Moon Shadow Sword that my master gave me! First, tell me something about the relationship with the master, and then tell me , my Moon Shadow Sword used to belong to Yuhuang Pavilion, but it was left here a hundred years ago, but my Moon Shadow Sword was forged by Master Wuyouzi decades ago, where did it come from hundreds of years of history!"

Wang Ping smiled, without changing his expression, and said, "Can't I admit my mistake at the time?"

Hua Qingyu said viciously: "Then how do you explain Brother Wang's soft sword and Brother Xia's long sword? They are all mistaken?"

Wang Ping didn't care and said, "Yes, that's all because I accidentally admitted my mistake, and I've already apologized, but the long sword on Brother Ji's back is really..."

Hearing this, Ji Tiancheng quickly interrupted: "My Zangfeng Sword was also forged by Master Wuyouzi."

Wang Ping laughed and said: "I said it earlier, it seems that I admitted my mistake again."

Then, he pointed to the fan on Lan Qing and said, "Brother Lan Qing, your fan..."

(End of this chapter)