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In the Huanhua Sea of ​​Flowers and the Endless Sword Forest, Li Luo and Liu Shaotian's senior brother are working together to make three to four.

The first of the 72 strange peaks of Kunlun is to break and then stand up. Muyun Jiancheng sits on the top of the mountain and observes the millions of swords.

Senior Brother Xiao Wang, who was in the hands of Yishan Weiping, was alert to the four sides at the foot of the mountain.

The princess of the demon clan, who has a lot of twists and turns to the troubled story of Jiange, found the relics left by Qinghongluan.

The Buddhist monk who came across the sea from the world in the mirror in the Western mirror stood in the place holding a golden lotus and wondering what he was thinking.

This is the time when flowers bloom.

This rainstorm is pouring.

As these million swords sounded, only Luo Changfeng was still standing there without moving.

Luo Changfeng is guarding beside Huanhua Pond.

Di Wulei, who was dressed in white clothes and white hair, stood opposite him.

Luo Changfeng, who witnessed the blooming of flowers and famous swords in the fields, had a lot more complicated than the rest of the people who entered Tianchi this time.

In addition to shock and vigilance, Luo Changfeng was more confused.

He was not a disciple of Jiange and had never seen Huanhua Pond before, let alone Huanhua Pond where flowers bloomed everywhere and swords broke out of the wasteland.

He saw raindrops falling into the pond, saw flower prints filling the mountains, saw dusty ancient swords breaking through the mountain soil, and the wilderness instantly turned into a sword forest with silence.

My heart was filled with shock.

He could not explain this heart-wrenching phenomenon.

He heard the trembling roar of countless swords within a radius of hundreds of miles, and welcomed the appearance of four ancient divine swords at the age of Fengban. He suddenly had an impulse. He wanted to seize the four divine swords that appeared in Chixiao Tianlan Zhanlu Moye.

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But he still didn't move in the end.

Because Di Wulei was still moving opposite him.

He didn't know how he found this place by mistake, but this was not important. What was important was that Di Wulei also found this place.

And there was no confusion hidden in his cold expression.

Luo Changfeng thought about the questions he could not answer, and perhaps he could find the answer from this emperor's son who was the young master of Zhongzhou, who was born in the Emperor League.

"Do you know the origin of this Huanhua Pond?"

Luo Changfeng did not play the puzzle, nor did he have any temptation. He knew that Di Wulei was a smart person, and the way of dialogue between smart people often saves a lot of talk.

So he went straight to the point.

He directly pointed out the topic.

"You should ask the disciples of Jiange in this case." Di Wulei smiled faintly.

"This is the reason, but you found this place first." Luo Changfeng said seriously as he looked at the other party's eyes.

"You have found this place too." Di Wulei said.

"I was hit by chance." Luo Changfeng shook his head.

"How do you know, I'm not hitting me by chance?"

Luo Changfeng was silent for a moment.

Di Wulei's attitude of playing tricks made him need to seriously think about whether there is a need to confront him.

But when I thought about it, the other party was obviously unwilling to disclose any information about this Huanhua Pond. In some ways, aren’t they worried and afraid of something?

Luo Changfeng, who was gradually calming after listening to the roar of millions of swords, thought and said, "If I can't get the answer I want, I can only stay like this."

So I could only stay there.

This sentence is soft, but also very sharp, like a knife hidden in cotton.

When Luo Changfeng said this, there was no aggressive meaning in his words, and his expression even revealed the helplessness after using thousands of means.

He believed that Di Wulei did not have such a mind to accompany him to waste his energy.

Just as the aphorism said by the playboy from the Jiang family, the first aristocratic family in the world, you can offend anyone in this world, but don’t offend idle people, because idle people have the skills to deal with you.

Luo Changfeng, who had a classmate, had a lot of time and was a comrade in his comradeship, naturally understood the meaning of this sentence.

So he turned the passive situation around in one sentence.

He wants to be an idle person who does nothing and then offend someone who has no time to take care of others.

In this way, he gained the initiative and the upper hand.

In fact, he really took the initiative and took the lead.

Because Di Wulei fell into silence.

"What are you thinking?" Luo Changfeng didn't want to leave too much time for Di Wulei to think. The more he thought, the more he thought, the more he was afraid.

Although Luo Changfeng doesn't know much about this young master who came from the Emperor Alliance, he doesn't think he will be a good person.

Facing Luo Changfeng's questioning, Di Wulei suddenly smiled and grinned: "I'm thinking... I don't seem to have enough time to confront you so boredly."

"So, have you found a solution to this deadlock?"

"The best way to solve the problem is often to stop this problem."

"I wish to listen carefully."

"It's actually very simple..." Di Wulei reached out and was taken by a sword, and then his eyes looked at Luo Changfeng with a cold light, "Defeat you, or kill you, there will be no confrontation again."

Now.”

"Just a while ago, Muyun Sword City was defeated in my hands." Luo Changfeng did not seem to be angry, nor did he feel that Di Wulei was arrogant.

He knew very well that the young master of the Imperial Alliance who could be as famous as his senior brother was not an ordinary person.

"He is him, I am me, how can I compare? Besides, I have a sword, and I have countless swords, but your sword is no longer in my hand."

Di Wulei seemed to know Luo Changfeng very well.

He had heard of Luo Changfeng's sword, the bamboo sword with no sharpness.

"You missed something." Luo Changfeng said undeniably, "It is no difference between being surrounded by millions of swords and being in hand with one sword! You have also said that he is him, you are you.

He cultivates thousands of kingly swords, but you only cultivate one sword."

"Even so, your knife is still not in your hand. Without the knife, what should you use to stop my steps?" Di Wulei's expression did not change.

"You've missed the second thing." Luo Changfeng said, "I'm not just using a knife, I have a lotus."

Luo Changfeng, who joined the Sichuan-character sect of the academy, not only practiced the sword, but also practiced the thirty-six-character Lotus Rebirth.

He is good at swords and is even better at the thirty-six-character lotus birth technique.

Originally, after the teacher crushed the thirty-five-petal lotus to heal his wounds, the thirty-six-character lotus birth technique no longer existed in the world. But who would have thought that in the battle between Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City, he

He reawakened the fragments of the Lotus Life Art in his body. He defeated the head disciple of the Sword Pavilion, Muyun Sword City, so he obtained the qualification to enter Tianchi.

So he said that besides the knife, he also has a lotus.

In the sea of ​​Huanhua and the sword forests all over the mountains, a holy blooming lotus really floated on Luo Changfeng's chest, who was confronting Emperor Wuxi.

The lotus rose up in the air, passed through the dense rain curtains, shining brightly in the dim and gloomy sky, and even obscured the light of the moon.

Di Wulei looked at this scene coldly.

The contempt in the eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of seriousness and solemnity.

He held the sword in his hand.

The sword drew a shocking light.

In the dark clouds, the shocking light was extremely dazzling.

The sword light raised up and then fell on the lotus.