Chapter 150 Knife and Heart
"Hmm?" Si Xianxian turned her head and looked at him, her expression suddenly changed, "It's not over yet, right?"

Lu Ran also turned his head and saw a gloomy face.

The people around naturally heard the noise here and looked over.

Some are curious, some are confused.

Some people frowned slightly after seeing the newcomer, as if they recognized the young man in white.

The young man in white ignored Si Xianxian and stared at Lu Ran, saying word by word: "Did you just tell me that you want to speak with a knife?"

Just now at the city gate, when Lu Ran said "speak with the knife", the young man in white didn't react for a moment and stood there in a daze.

In the eyes of others, he was simply stunned.

What a shame and humiliation!
The young man who reacted later was of course unwilling to give up.

At this moment, there was another person on the field who felt insulted—Si Xianxian!

Also at the city gate, she had been ignored once.

The young man in white who was looking for trouble only had Lu Ran in his eyes and couldn't see her at all.

This is really outrageous!

"I'm giving you some face!"

Si Xianxian swung her right hand, and her slender hand grasped a huge war hammer out of thin air.

The 3-meter-long imaginary war hammer was covered with broken lines, with red light flashing and terrifying energy contained in it, as if it could explode at any time.

"Lietian!"

"Fuck, a Lietian believer?"

"A three-meter war hammer. This is a follower of Lietian from the River Realm." There was a commotion around.

Originally, the training ground was packed with people, and people watching the game were shoulder to shoulder.

And the moment someone summoned the Fierce Hammer, the crowd quickly dispersed!

Obviously, no one thought that this girl wearing a cute bunny ear bag was actually a patient.

A bad-tempered and extremely dangerous patient!

"Don't squeeze!"

"You stepped on my foot."

This is indeed Beifeng City. A mere follower of Hejing Lietian cannot cause any trouble.

The problem is, before this Lietian believer is pinned down, she can definitely make everyone around her drink a few pots of wine.
As the saying goes:
The strong are afraid of the powerful, and the powerful are afraid of the desperate!
The crowd became increasingly crowded, but the area around Si Xianxian was extremely empty, making the scene quite interesting.

There was only a young man dressed in black and holding two swords, still standing behind the Lietian believers, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"You" The young man in white suddenly changed color.

This time, he could no longer ignore Si Xianxian.

Si Xianxian stepped forward, her beautiful big eyes almost bursting with fire:
“It’s never ending, right?
You're looking for trouble right at the city gate. Are you pretending to be your mother?"

The angry Si Xianxian was suddenly grabbed by Lu Ran's arm.

Such a scene made everyone around secretly amazed.

Is this young man really that strong?
Anyone who dares to stop the enraged Lietian believer must be quite capable.

The problem is, he is so young, how high can his strength level be?

"Don't stop me!"

Si Xianxian's rage, when it came to Lu Ran, seemed more like a show of coquettishness?
Suddenly, the people around were even more confused.
"He came for me." Lu Ran said.

"If it's coming for you, then it's also coming for me, right?" Si Xianxian said angrily.

Lu Ran shook his head: "You followed me out twice and went to jail twice, how can I face Aunt Si?
How can I have the nerve to bring you out from now on?"

Si Xianxian opened her mouth, not knowing how to refute.

To Si Xianxian, Lu Ran is like a savior.

Only by staying with him can I temporarily escape from my mother's control.

Only then can you say whatever you want and go wherever you want.

Otherwise, she would have to go home, be disciplined and restrained by her mother, and continue her boring and distressed life.

"You guys! What's going on?"

A loud shout came from behind him.

The man and woman who were practicing against each other on the field have stopped.

The man among them seemed to have some status, or at least was responsible.

Most people avoided the followers of Lietian, but the man took the initiative to step forward and deal with the crisis.

"From now on, I'll do the talking." Lu Ran softened his tone and patted Si Xianxian on the shoulder, "Put the hammer back."

Si Xianxian pouted, her face full of reluctance.

Lu Ran: "Be obedient."

"Oh." Si Xianxian clenched her palms unhappily, and the illusory hammer shattered quietly.

Such a scene really made everyone around feel a lot more at ease.

Everyone knows how dangerous the followers of Hejing Lietian are.

"Bu Qingfeng, what's going on?" The man looked at the young man in white and asked.

The young man in white, who was called Bu Qingfeng, said to the man, "Senior Brother Liu, this man was making a lot of noise at the city gate and was disrespectful to the gods after entering the city!
I told him to behave himself, and he told me to speak with the knife.”

Si Xianxian was very angry: "How did we disrespect the gods? Stop talking nonsense."

Lu Ran pulled Si Xianxian behind him and looked at Bu Qingfeng coldly:
"I thought you were training with your sword, but it turns out you were training with your mouth?"

Bu Qingfeng's face turned pale: "You"

"Silence!" Senior Brother Liu had a stern face and his eyes moved back and forth between the two of them.

He had some understanding of Bu Qingfeng, his new junior fellow apprentice.

A common problem among geniuses is extreme pride, even to the point of conceit.

Judging from the reactions of these two tourists, this matter needs further investigation.

"Then let the knife speak." Suddenly, a female voice came from behind.

Everyone looked over and saw that it was the other party that was sparring on the field before.

When Bu Qingfeng heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Senior Sister Yan?"

Senior Sister Yan ignored her fellow junior brother and walked towards the sidelines.

She seemed to like Lu Ran's words very much, chewing them carefully: "Speak with a knife"

"Okay!" A senior sister spoke, and Bu Qingfeng immediately strode towards the center of the venue.

Since being labeled as a "mouth trainer", Bu Qingfeng suppressed his anger and spoke in unusually short sentences. He looked at Lu Ran and said, "You! Come!"

Si Xianxian looked at Lu Ran: "Since this coward can spar with me, he must have water armor and must be from the River Realm."

It can be seen that she really wants to fight for Lu Ran.

"He Jing." Lu Ran held the two swords and snorted coldly, "Kill me if I say so."

The corners of Si Xianxian's mouth gradually lifted, with a strange light in her beautiful eyes. She couldn't help but reach out and gently pat Lu Ran's cheek.

She loves Lu Ran's arrogant and domineering look so much!
I really don't know why he is so easy-going on weekdays.

He doesn't have any of the arrogance that a genius should have, which is unworthy of his abilities!

Lu Ran: “.”

As expected of a Lietian believer, he never minds watching the fun. "The fight ends with victory or defeat." Senior Brother Liu obviously has excellent hearing, and reminded him with a serious face, "This is Beifeng City under the feet of the gods!
No death is allowed in the city!
Think about your future and don’t take it lightly.”

"Yeah." Lu Ran took a step forward.

Under the gaze of everyone, the young man in black was equally fearless. He stepped into the arena step by step, holding two swords in his arms.

"I'm Bu Qingfeng, a disciple of Beifeng Sect!" The young man in white clothes introduced himself with great pride.

As he spoke, energy surged in his hands and he grasped a wind blade.

Lu Ran did not introduce himself. He just looked at the young man from a distance and asked:

"Swordsman, why did you name your sword?"

"You! You!" Bu Qingfeng was extremely angry. He kept saying "you" for a long time but couldn't say anything.

"Hahahahahaha~" Si Xianxian laughed loudly, very arrogant.

"Both sides, put on your water armor and you can begin." Senior Brother Liu said.

Bu Qingfeng immediately released his divine power, and streams of water wrapped around his body, becoming increasingly dense.

Until the endless water flow formed a water curtain, covering the whole body.

Lu Ran, however, remained the same as always.

Just now, he broke the rules and didn't introduce himself.

At this moment, he still did not follow the rules and did not put on his armor.

"You're looking for death!" Bu Qingfeng was so angry that he squeezed out three words from between his teeth.

He clenched the wind blade, swung it forward, and then went straight towards Lu Ran.

"Whoosh~!"

The sharp blade pierced through the air with a sound.

Lu Ran took a step back, slightly turned sideways, and let the wind blade pass through him.

Just one picture was enough to dazzle the eyes of the onlookers.

Lu Ran's operation was not that sophisticated.

After all, he just dodged a flying knife.

The key point is that Lu Ran has no expression on his face, he is calm and composed, and even has some contempt for his opponent.
"Whoosh~ whoosh~"

As Bu Qingfeng rushed forward, he swung out four wind blades.

The two swords in Lu Ran's hands seemed like decorations.

Move sideways, tilt your head, or turn sideways.
One after another wind blades passed by Lu Ran like strokes.

"what?"

"Oh my god?" At this moment, not only did the eyes of the people around brighten up, but they also exclaimed in surprise.

The increase in the number of wind blades means that the level of danger increases sharply.

Many people also noticed that Bu Qingfeng secretly controlled the flying knives, and when they approached Lu Ran, at least two wind knives slightly changed direction.

However, Lu Ran remained calm and dodged one fatal move after another.

He seems to be particularly knowledgeable about the North Wind Divine Technique - Flying Wind Order?

"You're really good at pretending?!"

Bu Qingfeng shouted angrily and rushed to Lu Ran, slashing down fiercely with the wind blade in his hand.

Whether in words or actions, Lu Ran angered Bu Qingfeng time and time again.

A dignified follower of Beifeng was actually stimulated to be like a follower of Lietian.

The question is, are the characteristics of your magic as reckless and explosive as those of the Lietian School?

Do you have the support of the followers of Lietian who are determined to fight to the death and perish together?
"Whoo~"

Lu Ran's eyes were gloomy and his divine power was surging.

Evil dharma and evil consciousness help him to become extremely sharp in his senses.

Evil magic and evil agility help him move extremely quickly.

The evil power of soul-splitting helped him to increase his strength!
"呲-"

Lu Ran lightened his steps and moved sideways half a step. At the same time, the Silent Night Sword in his right hand swept across Bu Qingfeng's neck.

The figures of both sides crossed and flashed past!

The sharp edge of the Silent Night Blade flashed and sank into the water armor.

The layer of water curtain armor wrapped around Bu Qingfeng's neck was cut with a shallow cut!
Everyone:! ! !
Inside and outside the venue, the buzzing discussions suddenly stopped and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

Everyone stared with wide eyes as they watched this fleeting, spine-chilling scene.

Seconds?

One round?!

Just. Just a second?

If it weren't for the water-flow armor protecting him, Lu Ran's sword would have beheaded Bu Qingfeng.

Even if you have water armor attached
Lu Ran's sword had already torn Bu Qingfeng into pieces in terms of technique, mentality, and overall momentum.

Senior Brother Liu's face froze, and he whispered, "Good knife."

Senior Sister Yan on the sidelines nodded in appreciation: "Good intention."

Since these two people can compete with each other, they are naturally players of the same level.

However, both sides gave completely different evaluations of Lu Ran's sword.

"call"

A wild dance of frost and snow.

After a face-to-face encounter, Bu Qingfeng rushed forward frantically, quickly putting distance between himself and Lu Ran.

"hehe."

Bu Qingfeng gasped and suddenly turned to look at Lu Ran, his face filled with shock and anger!
In the sight, Lu Ran was standing in the diffuse frost and snow, without turning around at all.

In this way, he exposed his back to his opponent.

It is contempt and endless ridicule.

Lu Ran's voice floated over:

"Sure enough, the mouth is harder than the knife."

"You" Bu Qingfeng's face turned blue and purple!
Extreme anger could not conceal the fear in my heart.

Everyone had fought their way out of the devil’s lair, and everyone had experienced life-and-death moments to a greater or lesser extent.

Lu Ran's knife strike just now still makes Bu Qingfeng feel terrified!
Bu Qingfeng had never felt that he was so close to death.
Lu Ran even thought about turning his knife, but he was still too lazy to turn around:

"It seems that the knife is in your hand and you can't speak clearly."

"Bastard! Stop insulting me!" Bu Qingfeng's face turned red and he finally roared out in anger.

Lu Ran said expressionlessly: “Dao followed you and was wronged.

Let it go and practice sword skills instead, don't let your sword reputation suffer."

"hiss"

Senior Sister Yan took a deep breath.

This young man,
What a sharp knife, what a cruel heart!

Not only does he want to win, but he is also aiming for Bu Qingfeng's "Dao Heart"?
(End of this chapter)