Vol 2 Chapter 283: Beauty under the moon

Xiao Chen left the Linyi Pavilion not long after, immediately on the street, was stopped by Qi Cheng Xue and others.
Ruan Cheng Xuejun's face, with a little cold smile, makes his exquisite face look more charming.
He looked at Xiao Chen’s faint saying:
I remember, we seem to have met outside Yunyang City.

Xiao Chen’s memory has always been very good. He is familiar with this person and nodded:
I have seen it, but you are stuck in front of me today, not why it is!

Qi Chengxue is not in the bend, and he said directly: "Guanyuan Dan is divided into ten, and I will give you 100,000 lower-level Lingshi."
Xiao Chen spent 500,000 yuan to buy Ju Yuan Dan, but twenty, ten, even if it is a flat to buy, it also needs twenty-five subordinate Lingshi.
It’s a good deal, and I’m only willing to pay 100,000 yuan. This is no different from Ming grab.
Xiao Chen shook his head and said: "Sorry, this is not for sale, please let me know!"
call!
Yu Chengxue’s right hand squatted on the shoulder of Xiao Chen inadvertently. He said softly:
Have I told you to leave? I’ve dared to grab something that I’ve seen as a snow, I’ll say it again. , sell not to sell!"
The sound of Yu Cheng Xue is very light, but there is no feeling, cold and incomparable, with endless killing.
Xiao Chen’s severe cold flashes flashed, and the cold response responded:
Hands let go, I am not familiar with you!

Rubbing!
Xiao Chen’s voice fell, and his right hand was lightning-fast on the handle, and the knife was used to pull out the knife.
The reaction of Qi Chengxue is not slower than Xiao Chen, and even faster. When Xiao Chen’s right hand touches the handle, the sword in his hand has been squirted.
boom!
Two dazzling rays of light flashed through the air, and the swords collided in the air, making a crisp crash, igniting a raging wind on the street.
Xiao Chen’s knife was first arrived, although the speed was slower than the other side, but with the skill of the knife extraction, the speed was raised later.
The two each stepped back five steps, and the huge force bounced above the blade and bounced over the arm. Let Xiao Chen hold the knife's right hand and feel a sigh of numbness. His eyes are not too cautious.
Above the clear sky, suddenly gathered into a stack of dark clouds, rolling clouds, from time to time there is a thunderous sound.
Yan Chengxue looked at the dark clouds in the sky, faintly said: "Xiaocheng's artistic conception of Lei, it is no wonder that there is courage to dare to do it to me, but it is only Xiaocheng."
Snoring!
Behind the snow, suddenly there was a gust of wind blowing in the wind. From time to time, lightning flashed through the sky, and the other disciples of the Night Palace rushed to the side.
"This is the style of the master's wind and thunder, this guy is dead." A younger disciple who was injured by Xiao Chen, excitedly said.
The wood smoke and snow stood quietly, silent, and did not express opinions. For her, this is a good opportunity to observe the real strength of Yu Chengxue.
In the sky, the clouds are rolling, the wind is roaring, the lightning is roaring, the movement is very large, and the pedestrians on the whole street are almost attracted.
Xiao Chen’s eyes are quiet, like the water-like Ninghe, the wind and thunder mood, can combine the two artistic concepts so perfect, and the snow is not the first master of the Night Palace.
Snoring!
The toes are a little on the ground, and a gust of wind winds up for no reason. The body that has become a snow rises up, and the long sword in the hands of the moon is soft, hiding the endless murderousness, and stabbing toward Xiaochen.
A flash of cold light flashed over the blade, and a horrible lightning flashed out of the wind. The sword did not arrive, and lightning had already flown to the front of Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen made a blue dragon, and the figure flashed on the ground, drawing a purple arc, avoiding it before the lightning came.
boom!
The place where it was originally stationed was immediately bombarded with a big hole by lightning, which stirred up countless dust, and the dust brushed it, and it was immediately blown away by the wind.
At the moment when the wind blew away, Xiao Chen’s figure appeared in the air behind the snow, and the sky was flat to think of a thunder.
Xiao Chen carries the momentum of rolling and rushing to the thunder. The moon-shadow knife squats down into the snow-capped shackles, and picks up the snow wrist. The long sword immediately sealed the offensive of Xiao Chen.
Hey!
The two shot in the air quickly, when the sword touched, the thunder and lightning in the sky, the non-stop appeared, the human eardrum was slightly painful.
The air waves visible to the naked eye were radiated from the side of the two people. Under the waves, some buildings on the street were immediately crushed into dust.
There are more and more dust in the wind, and people around can't see the situation. They can only guess the intensity of the battle from the sound of the explosion.
Xiao Chen’s eyes flashed, and he seized an opportunity to immediately make a trip to the Dragon and the Nine.
In the squally lightning, Xiao Chen turned into nine figures, and on each figure, nine soft breezees were blown.
For a moment, in the fierce battle, Xiao Chen’s murderousness suddenly disappeared, and it looked very strange.
Yu Cheng Xue smiled a little, said: "Qingyun secret technology clear wind, I saw the breeze does not see the knife, but the insects and tricks only."
In the hands of the saints under the beauty of the moon, bursting out of the gorgeous light wiping the sword body swinging soft golden moonlight.
In the moonlight, there seems to be a woman who is whispering softly.
In the soft whisper of the woman, there are layers of fluctuations in the surrounding space. For example, there are countless waves in the water surface, and the time of the snow becomes blurred.
Xiao Chen was shocked by the heart. This is the rhyme of the sages. The snow has used the short-term changes of the sacred soldiers to rule the space.
Hey!
The nine figures were brushed in the air, integrated into one, and worn directly from Murong Xue's fuzzy body. As a mirror image, the figure of the snow became appearing again in front.
Looking at Xiao Chen with a mocking smile on his face, Xiao Chen’s body flew quickly toward the snow, but at this moment, the distance between him and Yu Chengxue seemed to become eternal.
No matter how he advances, the figure of Cheng Chengxue is ten meters away from his front. Ten meters is only a stepping distance for Xiao Chen, but this step is to step out.
Although Xiao Chen’s heart was surprised, he did not panic too much and kept his heart. Suddenly caught the footsteps, God knows in the whole body, the body slowly falls.
But even so, the figure of Yu Chengxue still stood ten meters away from him, followed him slowly.
Hey!
A sly moonlight suddenly shot above Xiao Chen's eyes, and the woman's crisp low-pitched voice rang in Xiao Chen's ear.
The moonlight blurred Xiao Chen’s vision. The woman’s voice interfered with Xiao Chen’s hearing, and the space began to fluctuate rapidly. At one time, Xiao Chen’s five senses disappeared.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes, and his left hand suddenly gripped in the air, grabbing the blade of the thorn.
On the face of Qi Chengxue, he looked very surprised. He said: "Impossible, your five senses have all disappeared. How can you know the direction of my move?"
Xiao Chen was silent, and the moonshadow knife purple light kept shining, and it was directly on the body of Yu Chengxue.
Qi Cheng Xue’s long sword was firmly grasped, and he could not avoid this sword. The body slammed into a long knife and cut it into a piece of soft moonlight, disappearing into the air.
The strange space disappeared, the wind blew away, and the snowy face fell to the ground. Some of the small heavens created by the sacred soldiers were destroyed by Xiao Chen.
In the face of so many people, I suffered a loss in the hands of Xiao Chen, and the face of Cheng Cheng Xue looked gloomy.
"Give me death, a sword and nine flashes!"
Qi Cheng Xue roared with a gust of wind and lightning, and reappeared. The beauty of the sacred soldier reappeared in his hands, and the figure appeared quickly in front of Xiao Chen through the power of the wind.
On the top of the blade, there are layers of golden yellow awns that are constantly changing. Xiao Chen is surrounded by all directions, all of which are sword shadows.
This sword has only one stroke, but it has been attacked from nine non-stop directions. It makes people unable to distinguish between the real body and the phantom, or all of them are real.
Xiao Chen lightly sighed, "The Lonely Peak is a lore!"
A mountain peak has risen from the ground. The shadow of the mountain has fallen from the sky, but Xiao Chen used this trick in reverse to deal with the current situation.
Youlong nine!
At the moment when the Lonely Peak was made, Xiao Chen quickly operated in a very short period of time, which made the dragon change.
In the air, there were nine shadows of the mountain peaks. The peaks overlapped and the same could not be seen.
Hey!
The sound of the nine metal touches at the same time, the next moment, the shadow of the mountain shadow and the snow into the snow at the same time coincide, the two people shouted, the fierce momentum, once again on the move.
At the same time, two lightning flashes from the horizon, and the gloomy sky shines like a sun. After a while, two roaring thunders are heard, and the two men step back nine steps at the same time.
Rubbing!
Sui Chengxue took the sword back to the sheath, and the beautiful style of the beauty under the moon disappeared immediately. The faint road said: "Let's go!"
Xiao Chen's face is still very calm, can not afford any waves, the moon shadow knife into the scabbard, slowly walked forward.
The strength of the two is quite the same. If you don’t come up with the true skills, there will be no victory or defeat in the 100 strokes.
Obviously, under the crowd, the two will not make their own killer, which will only expose some of their cards.
"Who is this person? He even played a tie with Yu Chengxue. When did the young master appear in the Tiandao Pavilion?"
"I remembered it. Three days ago, he also injured the second son of Shijia. Even the four elders of Shijia had no way to take him."
"It turned out to be him. This man is so daring that he is really big. He is not a good target."
"He just used Qingyun secret skills, it must be Qingyunfeng, it must be a disciple of Qingyunfeng, but I heard that the breeze has been down for many years."
"But this person is also very low-key, even the name has not been left, and Yu Chengxue tied for a tie, at least can also be famous in Xihe House."
Looking at Xiao Chen in the hands of Qi Chengxue, there was no slight fall in the wind, and some of the warriors around the scene were surprised.
A disciple of the Night Palace walked to the side of Qi Chengxue and asked inexplicably: "Master, how do you let him go?"
In the endless void of the depths of the right eye of the snow, the brilliance of the brilliance above the bronze mirror seems to see through all the emptiness of the whole world.
On the bronze mirror, the real face of Xiao Chen is printed on it. He Cheng Xue will keep this face in his heart. In his eyes, he will show his murder. He smiles faintly: "The higher the person flies, the more pain it will fall. He flew for a while."