This is a hanging mountain building.

There is a straight ridge at the intersection of the front and rear roofs, which divides the roof into two slopes, and the corners of the roof are raised and raised, making them elegant and elegant.

The ancient trees are deep and the grass is green.

The courtyard is quiet and the bamboos are lush.

Under two green and tall trees.

Everyone had just had dinner and got together to witness the competition between Long Qingyun and Yelu Xiong.

A strong young man stood next to Huangfu Yi, about twenty-two or three years old, wearing a blue shirt and a wide nose and square face. This man was Huangfu Yi's apprentice Linghu Zheng, staring at Long Qingyun and Yelu Xiong with bright eyes.

When my master talked about these two people, they are all the leaders of the young generation of martial arts today, Linghu's eyes were full of expectations.

Linghu is handsome and has a righteous look. He really can't tell that he is a disciple of the "Miscellaneous Hands-Up" world. However, although Huang Fu Yi, the thief god, uses the thief as his profession, he is also doing the act of a thief.

This person was an orphan since childhood and was adopted by Huangfu Yi. He has a mellow character and solid martial arts skills. He rarely has rivals among the younger generation in the world.

Long Qingyun and Yelu Xiong stood in the middle of the courtyard, facing each other.

Yelu Xiong said loudly: "Young Master Long, are you just fighting with me with a pair of fleshy palms?"

Long Qingyun smiled slightly and said, "What's wrong?"

In fact, it is not because Long Qingyun is too arrogant. In fact, Longquan's sword was broken by Mou Hanshan's heavy sword from Donghan Xuantian Sect. Chu Cuishan was preparing to borrow the sword for Long Qingyun to use, but Long Qingyun refused.

Long Qingyun's martial arts have been a thousand miles a day, and his cultivation level has reached the pinnacle and gradually emerged as a state of integration.

During the fight between Yelu Xiong and Huangfu Yi just now, Long Qingyun looked at it carefully, as if the Tianshan sword technique was similar to the Potian sword. He was preparing to use the "Songyang Nine Styles" palm technique to learn Yelu Xiong's Tianshan sword technique.

Long Qingyun stood up in awe, ready to welcome Yelu Xiong's sword technique. Yelu Xiong was also an extremely proud person and did not want to take advantage of the weapon. Therefore, he was not in a hurry to attack.

At this moment, a silver bell-like sound rang out from the gate: "Long Qingyun, where is the Longquan sword I gave you?"

The sound is crisp and pleasant, like a yellow oriole in the valley.

Everyone looked at it and suddenly their eyes lit up. A heroic young man in brocade clothes appeared at the door. Tuoba Xi, wearing purple clothes, was so beautiful and charming.

Luo Hao, wearing a blue robe, followed behind him, followed by four brave men in black.

Long Qingyun smiled at Tuoba Xi awkwardly and said, "The Longquan sword has been broken by the Xuan Iron Sword."

Tuoba Xi walked to Long Qingyun with great momentum, staring at Long Qingyun with his eyes bulged, and snorted a big "sum"!

Although she was angry, she was extremely charming, showing the girl's innocent and lively attitude. Although she was unforgivable, her eyes were full of surprise.

Tuoba Xi looked at Murong Xue in the crowd intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was just a coquettish attitude towards Long Qingyun for Murong Xue to see.

Women are often jealous when they see beautiful women walking with the man they like.

Moreover, this jealousy is proportional to the appearance of the woman in her companion.

All right, Murong Xue is the peerless face of falling fish and geese, so this also increases Tuoba Xi's jealousy.

Murong Xue was also mixed with feelings. The wind and style of Tuoba Xi looked around was indeed amazing. She couldn't help but glance at Long Qingyun's expression.

At this time, Long Qingyun looked embarrassed, but his eyes looked at Tuoba Xi with a gentle look, and he was surprised: "Hey, junior sister, why are you here?"

Tuoba Xi was no longer angry. She just showed Murong Xue how close and intimate her relationship with Long Qingyun was. Since she saw Murong Xue's shocked expression, she regained the girl's shyness and said gently: "My brother and I happened to pass by here."

Suddenly, Tuoba Xi was full of excitement and continued, "By the way, we heard that the Zhanlu sword appeared, now you can have a sword."

Before Long Qingyun could answer, Tuoba Yu had already stepped in front of him and nodded slightly to him.

Then he bowed to everyone and said: In the West Qiang Tuoba Yu, this is Tuoba Xi, who is the sister of the sacking girl, I'm disturbing you!"

Tuoba Yu was elegant, humble and polite, and said to Huangfu Yi: "I have met Senior Huangfu, and I am lucky to see the thief God today, which is indeed a blessing in my three lives!"

Huangfu Yi said cheerfully: "It turns out to be General Tuoba. You have been here on Putuo Island for two days."

Tuoba Yu was shocked. It turned out that Huangfu Yi had known that he was following him and his identity. But his face remained unchanged and he said calmly:

"Since Senior Huangfu already knows his identity, I will no longer hide it. Shemei is a disciple of Nanyong Songyang Sword Mansion, that is, Long Qingyun's junior sister. This time I came to Nanyong, one for Long Qingyun, and the other for Drop Knife and Zhanlu Sword."

The Western Qiang people were generous in nature, so Tuoba Yu simply said it, which shows that they were open-minded.

When Murong Xue felt "coming for Long Qingyun", he felt a little nervous, and a feeling of indescribable loss surged into her heart. There was a faint sadness, and she was also quite surprised. Long Qingyun had only known him for a few hours, so why did his heart fluctuate and feel panic and lost?

Although Tuoba Xi has the sparse temperament of the children of the Northwest, he is also a daughter. When he heard the words "Come for the Dragon and Blue Clouds", he looked shy, with a cloud of clouds flying on his cheeks and a delicate and pretty face that made him look even more charming.

Huangfu Yi also had a heroic and desolate temperament. When he heard Tuoba Yu's loud and open words, he no longer had to worry about the matter with Tuoba Yu and said cheerfully:

"Long Qingyun and your girl are handsome and beautiful, like a pair of beautiful women, and they are a match! As for the knife drop, they are also very ordinary in Nanyong. Where did you know Zhanlu Jian?"

Tuoba Yu looked solemn and said, "I also heard rumors in the martial arts world that Zhanlu sword appeared in the Zhoushan Islands. This sword was a sword that Yuan Dingtian, a famous general in Nanyong, had used. It is said that he could recognize loyal ministers and good generals. As a soldier, I am of course very concerned about this matter."

After a pause, Tuoba Yu said, "It is certainly a blessing to be able to get this sword. Even if you don't get it, it is worth it to be able to see the charm of Zhanlu sword!"

Huangfu Yi nodded slightly. It seemed that Tuoba Yu was not determined to win the Zhanlu sword. At this time, the Western Qiang and Nanyong were in a state of reconciliation between the two countries.

Tuoba Yu was also very confident, but Huangfu Yi had no reason to make things difficult for the other party.

Tuoba Yu settled Huangfu Yi's hostile state in just a few words, which shows that he has strategies and a high mind.

Tuoba Yu walked to Long Qingyun and said sternly: "Long Qingyun, I heard from my younger sister that you are determined to 'look north to China and recover the Central Plains'. Today I will lend you the 'fall knife' to see your skills. This knife can slash heavy armored iron cavalry on the battlefield."

Tuoba Yu looked majestic, looked at Yelu Xiong, and said to Long Qingyun: "If you lose to this warrior, then your ambition to recover the Central Plains is a delusion and insulted the title of the leader of the West Lake Sword Contest."

Tuoba Yu was calm and gentle just now, with a humble look on his face. At this time, he was as if the two armies were facing each other, with a majestic momentum and a sense of decisiveness.

After saying that, he used his hand to move.

Luo Hao took a weapon from the man in black and walked towards Long Qingyun.

It turned out to be a long-handled sword.

The whole body is pitch black, with a wide head, a pointed head, and a double edge. The blade is straight, three feet long, but the blade rod is ten feet long.

This is a powerful weapon in the army. When the two armies face each other, they can split the opponent's troops into two halves.

All the people present are from the world. Although they travel around the world and are knowledgeable, they rarely see such weapons, let alone use them.

Everyone looked stunned and couldn't help looking at Long Qingyun.

As Tuoba Xi's brother, Tuoba Yu said this to Long Qingyun, which is of course a urging and encouraging voice.

But, isn’t it also considering what kind of talent is the leader in the Nanyong West Lake sword contest?

As the leader of the young generation of Nanyong, how will Long Qingyun face Tuoba Yu of the Western Qiang and Yelu Xiong of Beiqi, these two heroes who will be recorded in history on the battlefield in the future!

Long Qingyun took over the "falling knife" from Luo Hao's hand.

His eyes were filled with vigor and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit.

A calm look on his face.

The corners of the lips raised slightly, and a confident smile appeared!
Chapter completed!