Fish swimming around the world

When everyone thought of this incident, they suddenly gasped.

That's right, the Demon-Slaying Alliance was organized by Taihua behind the scenes. This man was really bold. He dared to go to Taihua alone at this time. Facing the three immortals of the Holy Land, this courage was really extraordinary.

However, if everyone thought about it carefully, they would understand that at a time like today, they would not take action against him. With the world's attention focused on the Empress fighting the Demon Sword Fairy, Taihua could not destroy his reputation at this time.

Lu Yan just said coldly: "Only evildoers can be found and punished by everyone. Could it be that someone has offended the world?"

Jiang Fan chuckled: "It's not necessarily that someone is causing trouble, I'm just afraid that people's hearts are unpredictable and they do it intentionally. Leaders of the Taihua Holy Land must be aware of everything."

"Taihua Holy Land does not need outsiders to comment!"

Jiang Fan laughed: "That's good, so..."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Yun: "I don't need outsiders to comment on my Da Qin family affairs."

Although the voice is not loud, it is sonorous and powerful, and the meaning is profound.

This is tit for tat. Although the two parties did not mention specific names, who couldn't recognize it?

The only thing that is surprising is that this young king is so strong that he is still neither humble nor arrogant in the face of the Three Immortals of Taihua. He is even astonishing. If nothing else, this courage can be said to be the best in a thousand years.

Many people's hearts are trembling. Taihua Lu Yan, the Demon Sword Immortal, has an unruly and eccentric personality, kills people like hemp, Lingyun Sword Immortal, has a nature as cold as ice, and is ruthless. Who in the world is not afraid of him?

If the Long-Eyebrow Saint and the Empress of Qin were not here, I am afraid that the young king would have passed away today.

His words naturally made Ling Yun and Lu Yai extremely angry, but they were unable to take action.

But the disciples behind him couldn't bear it anymore.

Someone yelled angrily: "Junior, you have no respect for your superiors, you speak arrogant words, what do you think of the Holy Land? Do you think no one dares to kill you!"

Jiang Fan looked up and saw a young man in his thirties behind him. He was wearing too expensive clothes and was full of murderous aura. Although Jiang Fan could not judge specifically based on his cultivation level, he had seen many masters. This aura was obviously In the realm of the venerable.

Jiang Fan pointed at him with interest: "Holy Lord, when you are talking, do people always interrupt like this?"

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Everyone was shocked, even the young man's expression changed drastically.

The long-browed man still had kind eyes, "Haha... I am a little lazy and lack some discipline. Since the young man doesn't like it, I would like to send him down the mountain."

As he spoke, an elder behind him suddenly grabbed him from the air. The man was picked up from the air and thrown down the mountain, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Good guy, that's really a venerable person. Not to mention struggling, he was thrown down without even uttering a word.

Changmei's behavior made Jiang Fan's heart move. This old man was kind-hearted, his face was calm, and his eyes were indifferent. He couldn't see any emotion at all, and he was completely unpredictable.

Changmei's attitude towards this matter also surprised Taihua disciples and onlookers.

But the good thing is that no one dares to talk nonsense anymore, even Ling Yun and Lu Yai have restrained themselves.

Changmei sighed softly: "You guys, none of you can speak well. Don't think that practicing martial arts means everything can be judged by martial arts. You need to know that the world is not about fighting and killing. The world is about human relations..."

When Jiang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be in awe. No matter what the old man was thinking, his words alone were worthy of admiration.

Then he cupped his hands and said, "Jiang Fan has also learned from the Holy Lord's words."

The long-browed man smiled: "Young Master, I'm going to compete with General Qi, why don't you take a seat on the stage?"

Jiang Fan shook his head slightly, looked back at the empress, and cast his eyes on the empty seat behind her.

"I think the juniors' seats are over there."

Changmei looked at him deeply: "There are few people over there..."

Jiang Fan said: "Yes, so I have to go."

Changmei said slowly: "It's deserted..."

Jiang Fan smiled: "There is never a shortage of lonely brave men in the world."

After that, he saluted again, turned around and strode towards the stands behind the empress.

When he was brushing shoulders with the empress, Jiang Fan suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand to straighten her collar.

Such an action naturally caused an uproar. If it was considered flirting just now, what does this count? Has it been made public?

This is the empress, the empress that everyone in the world respects and fears. Is this fisherman going to become the emperor's husband?

The empress ignored the noise outside and just looked at him quietly: "Changmei is right."

Jiang Fan suddenly smiled: "As long as you remember that I am behind you, it is enough."

The empress' eyes flashed, "I'll help you vent your anger."

Jiang Fan clapped his hands: "No need to give me face."

After that, he walked straight to the stands.

Although the two people said these words in a low voice, who were there? It's true.

For a moment everyone looked at each other...

Just when Jiang Fan had just sat down, a full moon finally jumped into the sky, shining brightly, and everything was like silver.

Midnight arrived as promised.

Lu Kai, who was already impatient, was like a rainbow falling across from the empress.

The war was approaching, everyone held their breath at the same time, and the long night condensed in an instant.

The elder beside Changmei stood up and spoke slowly: "Today, there is a battle between the Jianghu, Qin Ying Wushuang and Taihua Lu Yan. Everything will be in accordance with the rules of the Jianghu, regardless of identity, and life and death will be determined by fate. There will be no accountability between the two of you. Do you understand?"

The two nodded at the same time to express their approval.

"Okay, in that case, with the world's heroes witnessing a fair duel between the two, this battle begins—!"

The whole place fell silent, and the decisive battle began. Many warriors would never see such a duel in their lifetime. It was a great honor to see it with their own eyes. It would be of great help to their martial arts improvement.

Lu Ya looked at the young woman opposite him: "Today, you and I will fight in the martial arts world. I will call you Ying Wushuang. I, Lu Ya, will learn from you."

The empress raised her eyelids and stared at him.

"Since this is a duel between the martial arts world, I will call you Lu Ya. Ying Wushuang will see your Xuankun sword technique today."

Lu Ya stared at the sword in her hand: "The Wushuang Sword is one of the ten great divine weapons in the world, but unfortunately, the divine weapon is useless in a battle with me."

The empress looked at him: "It is said that the sword in your hand is called the Xuankun Heavy Sword, which has been hidden on the top of the mountain for a hundred years. It is also one of the ten great divine weapons, but I really want to break it today."

"Ying Wushuang, I have to say that you are very arrogant."

"I have the qualifications to be arrogant."

Lu Ya sneered: "The holy land has been around for thousands of years, and its foundation is unfathomable. Today I will let you see it. How can mortals go against the sky?"

"Born as a human being, fighting for life with the sky is originally a journey against the sky. If the sky deceives me, I will also kill the sky! What's more, you are just a sect in the martial arts world!"

The empress's words were really shocking. She regarded the thousand-year-old Taihua as just a sect in the martial arts world. People were shocked by her madness, but they also admired her ambition.

Gray mist rose from Lu Ya's body, like the fire of hell, sweeping all around in an instant, and the entire Demon Sword Peak was shrouded in fierce aura.

"This seat, let's see if you have the blade of the sky!"

Ying Wushuang's cloak moved without wind, and a light golden glow began to spread, suddenly brightening, like a sun suddenly appearing in the night, and the entire mountaintop was shining brightly.

The Demon Sword Peak was split into two in the collision of gray fierceness and golden light, with gold and gray aura occupying half each, clearly divided.