"You did it on purpose"

Jiang Yu suddenly realized that he had saved Zhang Xiaohua so smoothly before, and it was entirely Mr. Lan who did it on purpose, with the purpose of leading himself into the battle situation and then leaving himself here.

"Yes"

Mr. Lan placed the sword in his hand horizontally in front of him, stretched out his fingers and gently brushed the sword body with cold light. After hitting for so long, no trace of his sword was left behind. It can be seen that this man not only has a powerful sword technique, but also has a sword.

"It was Shangguan Xuan who asked you to do this."

Jiang Yu's words are not questions, but affirmative.

In fact, from the beginning, Mr. Lan involved himself in this battle and he was a little surprised. Later, he gradually thought of the reason.

What is the competition or the world's number one sword? From the beginning, Mr. Lan's purpose was not on this, but to help Shangguan Xuan steal the Red Lotus of Chixue.

Jiang Yu didn't know how Mr. Lan got involved with Shangguan Xuan, nor did he know what Mr. Lan had to do with the Demon Sect. The only thing that is certain is that Mr. Lan and Shangguan Xuan are definitely in the same group.

"It seems that my cousin... is much more capable than I thought."

Shangguan Xuan could not have imagined that he knew how to cultivate power and win over masters. However, he had always thought that Shangguan Xuan was busy practicing, and he was just a little girl, so he must have a congenital disadvantage in accepting his brothers. I am afraid that there was only a loyal Shangguan Li Bao around him to escort him.

Now, I'm too naive.

Mr. Lan did not answer, and stroked his sword on his own. After a while, he said: "Since you have already thought through it, why bother asking me more?"

"That's what I am. If you don't ask for a clear and clear understanding, you won't be able to feel at ease."

Jiang Yu also brought weapons when he traveled, but it had been destroyed long ago. Although he is very powerful in fist and palm skills, he can use a pair of flesh palms to fight against other people's swords and sword energy. It would be fine if the opponent's strength is worse than himself, but Mr. Lan's martial arts cultivation is higher than Jiang Yu's.

The only thing I can rely on at the moment is the Tathagata's magic palm that has already seen a little bit of the way.

"Sometimes, it's better to be a little confused." Mr. Lan raised his long sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Jiang Yu from afar: "And people who are too smart are not likable."

"I never thought about making you like it." Jiang Yu's eyes narrowed. After saying so many things, of course he was not playing a basic relationship. He had already adjusted his body to the best state during this period of time. At this time, Yi Jin's true qi wandered all over Jiang Yu's body, and golden light faintly emerged from his body.

This strange phenomenon did not attract Mr. Lan's attention. Instead, an old monk who had been closing his eyes and silently opened his eyes suddenly, looking at Jiang Yu from afar, was surprised and suspicious: "Hey, the exercises used by this boy..."

"What?" The person next to him heard the monk's whisper and couldn't help but become curious: "What did Master Zhaohai notice?"

The old monk, who was called Master Zhaohai, brows slightly condensed: "What this boy uses... seems to be the martial arts in my Buddhism."

"oh?"

When he heard Master Zhaohai's words, he was not only surprised when he asked the man, but also surprised the people who heard him. Some of them turned to see the Taikun Master of Qingyang Sect, with some questions in his eyes - Taikun Master said that Jiang Yu had practiced with them for three years, but why has the Buddhist technique appeared again? What is the origin of this young man?

But no matter what, just because of Zen Master Zhaohai’s words, everyone paid more attention to Jiang Yu. If everyone had just taken Jiang Yu a little bit before, they would have regarded this young man as the focus of attention.

How could a person who is born in a mysterious family and has no idea which sect is a Buddhist or Taoist sect, and two martial arts (Qingyang Sect belongs to Taoist sects), who can hurt Zhang Xiaohua secretly at a young age, so how could he not pay attention to it? If he is really a genius who is rare in a century, then even if he doesn't like it and is unwilling to become friends with him, he should not offend him inexplicably. At least he must maintain his face.

Even the middle-aged man who didn't like Jiang Yu before, although he was still squinting his eyes at Jiang Yu, his eyes were no longer as disgusted as before, but instead he felt a little more thoughtful.

At this time, Mr. Lan had already taken action, and as soon as he made a move, he rushed to several vital points on Jiang Yu's body. What surprised Jiang Yu was that almost most of the countless butterfly sword energy that Mr. Lan had thrown out of this sword was controlled by him accurately, and he took more than a dozen key acupoints around him.

Jiang Yu immediately understood that in the battle with Zhang Xiaohua, although Mr. Lan showed his outstanding swordsmanship, he had not yet tried his best. If he had used all his strength from the beginning, Zhang Xiaohua, who was injured, would be defeated immediately, and then he would not have the next series of things.

"You have been trying to lead me into the game from the beginning."

Mr. Lan snorted without answering, but his reaction had already given Jiang Yu an answer. At the same time, he twisted his waist and avoided the eight butterfly sword energy. Then he snatched his feet, and then he rose up in the air and twisted it and dodged three times. While twisting his body in the air, Jiang Yu made a flower-shaped gesture with both hands, and used seven flower-shaped fingers in one breath to bring the last few butterfly sword energy that were really unmatched.

At the same time, the method of turning the stars and moving the heart was secretly used. With the strength of twisting the waist and swaying, he swung his hands violently, and threw the six butterfly sword energy back.

It's just that it's very different from when he attacked me before. These butterfly sword energy are extremely fast, which is very different from the beautiful and slow flight method performed by Mr. Lan. On the contrary, it's a bit similar to the bloody sword energy used by Zhang Xiaohua - it's fast and ruthless, but unfortunately the accuracy is much worse.

Originally, the most amazing thing about the magical art of Dou Zhuang Xingshi is that no matter what martial arts are, it can be perfectly reversed back as it is. However, Jiang Yu has not been immersed in this Dou Zhuang Xingshi for a long time, and his skill is better than Mr. Lan, and his sword energy is the least likely force to rebound. Therefore, being able to rebound these energy is already the limit, and it is impossible to make it like Mr. Lan personally used it, and it is difficult to predict the erratic force.

But even so, Mr. Lan was shocked. He never thought that anyone could give his sword energy back

It was just this surprise that Jiang Yu had a gap and gasped for a moment, and then a Great Vajra palm slapped over.

Although Mr. Lan deliberately led himself into the game before, the power of this Great Vajra Palm was real, and even Mr. Lan was unwilling to be hit by this.

Besides, he also knew that Jiang Yu could hurt Zhang Xiaohua. This shows that Jiang Yu's palm power was absolutely extraordinary. Even if Mr. Lan was better at his skills, he was unwilling to test himself whether this palm power could hurt him.

Moreover, compared to the palm just now, Jiang Yu's Great Vajra palm was more solid this time, and the golden force almost touched the arm, as if a layer of golden body was plated on the outside of the arm. Or, Jiang Yu's right arm turned into a thick golden arm, and then directly slapped Mr. Lan's heart.

If this palm is slapped, the power contained in it is enough to blow a person into flesh mud. Mr. Lan quickly took out the strange synchronic method, and at the same time, he shook the long sword in his hand, and at the same time he stabbed three swords in a slanted direction, attacking Jiang Yu's eyebrows, throat and heart. Each sword stabbed out would bring out nine butterfly sword energy. The three swords stabbed out like thirty swords. The butterfly sword energy rushed over densely. Even if it was still a distance away, the sharpness of the sword energy could still be felt.

If this continues, he will definitely not be able to escape the loss of both sides. Therefore, Mr. Lan’s move was originally a method to force Jiang Yu to change his moves, and it was a trick to use attack instead of defense.

However, Jiang Yu's right arm shook violently, and the energy that was almost tightly pressed against his right arm suddenly exploded, as if a mass of madness exploded from the plain, spewing out from Jiang Yu's arm, completely shaking the large ball of butterfly sword energy to disappear.

Mr. Lan, who was standing in the middle, couldn't understand, but the people watching from afar could see clearly.

It was not surprising that Jiang Yu slapped her palm before. Although her arm turned into gold, I don’t know how much effort it can wrap her arms, legs and feet in the world with true energy, so Jiang Yu’s move is not worthy of surprise to everyone.

But I never thought that a strong wind burst out. Then everyone saw a huge palm suddenly appearing where Jiang Yu stood. The palm was as high as two people. Although they were hazy and unreal, none of them thought that they were wrong.

What's more, the strong wind blowing his face made everyone breathe poorly, so this time it was absolutely impossible to be an illusion.

What is even more surprising is that everyone thought that after Jiang Yu used such a powerful move, he would be unable to do so, and he should have a distance and gain some breathing time, so as not to ask Mr. Lan to take the opportunity to take advantage of it.

But I didn't expect that this idea flashed through everyone, and another strange phenomenon occurred in the field.

Everyone felt a flash of eyes. There seemed to be a sun in the plain, and the dazzling golden light burst out. There seemed to be a sound of Sanskrit chanting scriptures coming into their ears.

Such a vision made the top figures of several major sects look shocked, especially Zen Master Zhaohai, who was even more surprised: "What kind of martial arts is this? Why have I never heard of it?"

Before everyone could have time to have more thoughts, the light in the field suddenly flashed again, and many people involuntarily closed their eyes, and some people even felt their eyes hurt and howled as if they were burned.

Fortunately, this feeling was fleeting, and the dazzling golden light disappeared at the same time. When everyone looked into the venue, Jiang Yu and Mr. Lan faced each other three feet apart, as if they were saying something, but no one could hear the content. Only the two people in the venue could hear it clearly.

"I think killing you is the best choice, but I hate that I underestimated you after all." Mr. Lan vomited a mouthful of blood as soon as he finished speaking, but he ignored it and asked casually: "What kind of kung fu is your move?"
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