Chapter 16: The Sword of the East

The blacksmith glanced at Gao Lan slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. He didn't know why this Jindan stage cultivator had not been killed yet. But he had no time to think about it. He must do his best to deal with Xia Yue now.

The sunlight gently spreads on the ground, and the tense atmosphere keeps jumping in the air.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute sounded melodiously and elegantly.

Gao Lan listened carefully to the sound of the flute. In his previous life, he was still very interested in music and had learned to play the flute. At this time, he felt that Xia Yue's flute skills had surpassed those of the masters on earth. But gradually, he felt a little sleepy and his eyelids were heavy.

The blacksmith also felt this way. He tried hard to stay awake and his body shaking.

"Damn it!" the blacksmith shouted, and the sledgehammer in his hand smashed at the place where Xia Yue stood without hesitation.

Bang!

The hammer hit the ground, and Xia Yue stood five meters away from him and continued to play the flute.

On the blacksmith's forehead, big drops of sweat kept flowing down his cheeks, and his face was extremely pale. Gao Lan felt that he was about to fall asleep, but at this moment, a stream of energy was faintly emitted from the Qiankun bag, and Gao Lan felt that he was sleepy and suddenly awake.

Gao Lan touched the Qiankun bag and remembered that he had put the Sword of the Sword inside. Unexpectedly, the Sword of the Sword had such a function. Subconsciously, he took out the Sword of the Sword of the Sword, and felt more comfortable. A strange energy was transmitted from the Sword of the Sword, and it was this energy that offset the negative impact of the flute sound.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, Xia Yue suddenly stopped and looked at the blacksmith indifferently: "You are good at strength, but your mood is too bad, get out!" At the same time, she glanced at Gao Lan and showed a little surprise. With his strength in the Golden Pill stage, he was not in a coma at this time. Although she would not hurt Gao Lan, the sound of the flute would have an impact on everyone except herself.

The blacksmith naturally would not think that Xia Yue was so kind to let her go, but he still staggered away because that person was here!

"Xiao Xiao actually has an outstanding apprentice like you." His voice was indifferent and cold.

Gao Lan looked at the end of the long street, and the young man in white whom I had seen before was standing with a flying sword in his arms.

When Xia Yue faced the enemy, she no longer felt naughty and cute when she was with Gao Lan, and became very calm.

"The disciples of Lemen are all very outstanding!" Xia Yue said.

The young man in white sneered disdainfully, "Not necessarily!" Although Gao Lan was standing there, he never looked at Gao Lan from beginning to end, which showed that he was a proud person. It was precisely because Gao Lan was in the Golden Pill stage in the eyes of ordinary people. But in fact, Gao Lan's true strength is not as good as the Golden Pill stage, at most it is the late stage of Wen Dao. In this world, most people have started practicing since childhood, so as long as they are qualified, it is understandable to reach the Golden Pill stage in their twenties. However, Gao Lan was studying on Earth at the age of twenty, and the real practice time was only one year.

Xia Yue said: "Dongfang Bai, I ask you, where is the Master Yang?"

"That old guy Yang Ran is now 'chatting' with my master!" Dongfang Bai smiled rarely, but it was extremely evil.

Xia Yue was shocked and thought to herself secretly: "Master asked me to see Master Yang Ran, how could Du Zheng come?"

Dongfang Bai said: "Don't think about it anymore. Anyway, you can never get out of this town again today!"

Xia Yue said: "Hmph, I really want to see the Oriental Sword. Is it so powerful that there are rumors?" But she kept thinking about countermeasures in her heart. According to rumors, Dongfang Bai was a cultivator in the late stage of fasting, and his sword control skills were superb and extremely difficult to deal with.

Song!

The Dongfang Bai's flying sword suddenly flew out, and the silver flying sword hit Xia Yue like lightning. Gao Lan was shocked. Dongfang Bai's flying sword could only be described in one word - fast! He could not tell the strength of a cultivator, and his strength was not high, so he could watch and could not get into it.

Xia Yue was quick to learn to know that when she played the flute in time, an extremely sharp burst sound attacked like an arrow, causing Dongfang Bai's flying sword to slow down.

Xia Yue immediately took a few steps back, flew to the eaves, and began to play the flute.

Dongfang Baichu heard the sound of the flute and said in surprise: "The Mood Flute Funeral Song!" As he said that, he gritted his teeth slightly, and the sound of the flute had obviously affected him.

However, although Gao Lan was also affected, he was all resolved by the Shocking Sword, so his expression was natural.

Xia Yue was also worried at first that this sound would affect Gao Lan, because she had just practiced this song and did not master it very well. But at this moment, Gao Lan was not affected. Although she was shocked, she was relieved. However, Gao Lan became more mysterious in her eyes.

The cold light suddenly flashed in Dongfang Bai's eyes, and he knocked the sword with his fingers, making a crisp sound of war, slightly reducing the influence of the flute sound on him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he nipped his toes and formed seals with his hands. The flying sword was idling and stabbed towards Xia Yue.

The speed of Dongfang Bai Feijian was definitely faster than her movement speed, so Xia Yue had to avoid it before Dongfang Bai Feijian arrived. She jumped gently and returned to the ground again, and the sound of the flute was always constant.

When Dongfang Bai was still trying to attack again, a sharp laugh suddenly came from the air, and then an old man with a weird appearance suddenly rushed out.

Dongfang Bai and Xia Yue stopped at the same time and looked at the man in shock.

The man leaned against the wall in a lewd manner and said with a smile: "Why are you not fighting, two little kids? My old guy is still waiting to see." But then, the old man suddenly looked at Gao Lan, his eyes suddenly fell on his knife. He smiled, "Huh? What kind of knife is this? It looks good, I like it!"

After saying that, his figure flashed, and the speed was too fast, so he could not tolerate Gao Lan's reaction, so he avoided the knife.

But then, unexpectedly, the old man suddenly fell down. Then he looked at the knife in surprise, and then looked at Gao Lan in shock. Next, what was even more incredible was that he suddenly ran to Gao Lan and bowed respectfully and apologized: "I don't know that senior is a master, so please forgive me!"

This scene not only confused Gao Lan, but also scared Dongfang Bai and Xia Yue. Gao Lan didn't know who Lao Hut was. Do they know that he was a real senior master and was said to have reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage. But now, he actually apologized to Gao Lan. Is he really confused?

Gao Lan looked at him in surprise: "Old sir, are you wrong? I'm not a senior."

Lao Huo said with a smile: "Senior, I understand, you don't want to reveal your identity. What kind of knife is this? Lao Huo I see that you can handle it so easily, so I want to borrow it for fun. I don't want to, hehe, it's embarrassing!"

Xia Yue and Dongfang Bai had seen Gao Lan holding the knife before, but they didn't care about the others when they heard it, and immediately looked at the knife. Xia Yue was confused, so she walked to the knife and bent down to pick it up.

However, her face suddenly changed drastically, and the knife did not move at all.

Lao Huo looked at her with a smile: "I can't even handle it. You, a kid from the fasting period, want to take it? Haha, it's so funny."
Chapter completed!