Just save some face for Jing Congyun, just go through the motions and complete the three moves.

"Your Majesty!" The spectators nearby exclaimed. Jing Congyun waved his hand to stop them, and then got up from the ground. Lu Chuan's punch was not very harmful, but it was very insulting. In his impression,

The first time I was in such a mess was when I was 10 years old and was beaten violently by Xia Chenyu, a crazy sister.

It's really embarrassing. The crazy sister at that time is also here today, and she will marry me tomorrow.

"According to legend, Taizu of the Jing Kingdom fought against the God Lord on the banks of the Kaitian River. Taizu seriously injured the God Lord and decided that the gods would not set foot on the human world. This third style is called Kaitian.

I have just learned this move not long ago, and I am not very good at it. If you can't catch it, be sure to stop and please Mr. Zhao and Aunt Lin to interrupt this competition at any time."

Jing Congyun dusted himself off and clenched the knife in his hand. After saying this, he closed his eyes and entered a mysterious state while breathing.

Huh? Suddenly, Lu Chuan's hair stood on end, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. Go ahead, I punched you, you're not going to kill me, right?

But it was impossible to admit defeat in advance. Lu Chuan also closed his eyes and entered a state of spiritual vision. A powerful and familiar aura lingered around Jing Congyun and slowly gathered on the knife in his hand.

Daoyun? How did your poor fighting skills and understanding pass the examination of the sword path? Or is it because the seniors in the sword path are very gentle and the examination is particularly easy?

No matter how Jing Congyun did it, Lu Chuan couldn't help but think too much at this moment, and he couldn't care less about being scolded by Yu Huan afterwards. He also put up a posture and borrowed strength from the sword, preparing to fight Jing Congyun head-on.

His sword had killed the No-Return Tree and exterminated the demon race in the Demonic Plains, and had also seriously injured the unknown little god in Zhenhai City. His swordsmanship quickly responded to his active little friend, even the Youth Edition of Broken Galaxy in his hand.

They all started to tremble.

This sword is called Qiu Dao, but Lu Chuan will not call out its name this time. Its original meaning was to ask for the Dao to save my dog's life, and then gradually evolved into seeking up and down the sword.

Xia Chenyu looked at Jing Congyun intently, unable to connect the handsome and focused man in front of her with the little boy who refused to give up no matter how hard she beat her. Zhao Wuya was thinking about it when he was fighting the Patriotic War in Utopia.

He was not so nervous, his palms were all sweaty, and he was holding the talisman, ready to save people at any time.

The Kaitian Sword and the Qiudao Sword collided violently in the air. The two held each other in the air for only two seconds before they both flew out. Lu Chuan lay down in the wind and turned over neatly and fell back into the distance. He put away the sword as if nothing had happened and covered himself up.

The hand holding the sword was shaking slightly.

Jing Congyun's posture when he landed was not as elegant as Lu Chuan's, but this time he inserted the Longque knife into the ground to stabilize his body, and stood tall with the knife in his hand.
Chapter completed!