1911. Fight, Lu Xuexin!

The Sword Immortal Palace is the strongest immortal palace in the nine immortal palaces.

Chu Yun's realm is already at a disadvantage. If he only fights three people, his chances of winning will undoubtedly be even lower.

Therefore, Qin Jiu had to suggest this to Chu Yun that although they may not be of much use, it would be good if they could do a little bit.

However, Chu Yun waved his hand: "No need."

"You have already paid enough, how can I let you take risks again?"

"What's more, this is a grudge between me and the Sword Immortal Palace, and it has nothing to do with you."

"But the Holy Son..." Qin Jiu and the others were worried and persuaded again, but Chu Yun directly interrupted their words.

"No need to say more."

"The sound of the piano is no longer there, I am the palace master."

"How dare you disobey the orders of my deity?"

Chu Yun's words are loud and cannot be violated.

At this point, no one dared to speak out in the Qin Palace.

Ten minutes later, Chu Yun immediately stepped onto the violin.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

"What?"

"Is Qingong the first to go to the Holy Son?"

"Shouldn't the strongest one be placed in the end? This is the safest way to play."

"Does Qingong want to do the opposite and send someone upside down?"

"Or, there is no one available in Qin Palace. I am going to give up the can and let Chu Yun go to the battle alone?"

Chu Yun's first appearance caused a riot on the audience.

Ignoring the discussions of the people around me, Chu Yun stood proudly after he came on stage. His deep and distant eyes made Mu Guyan feel uneasy.

"Sword Immortal Palace, go to the battle!"

Chu Yun's low and powerful words echoed all over the world.

Mu Guyan's eyebrows and eyes sank, and he looked at Xia Lan: "Xia Lan, the first battle, you go."

This time, Mu Guyan obviously used the method of playing from weak to strong.

This order of appearance is no different, so it is the safest.

"Um."

Xia Lan responded, then walked up to the scalp with a sword, but Xia Lan's face was obviously pale.

When the Sword Immortal Battle was in the battle, Xia Lan was defeated by Chu Yun. Originally, Xia Lan thought that after several months of hard practice, she would definitely seek revenge on Chu Yun next time she saw her.

However, the battle between Chu Yun and Huo Hongzhi made Xia Lan understand that she was afraid that she was still no match for Chu Yun now.

"But if you want to lose, you have to break off a few teeth of this kid."

"Although Chu Yun defeated Huo Hongzhi at the beginning, he won by means of despicable means such as wheel battle. I believe his strength is not much stronger than me."

"The zither master is most afraid of close combat. When fighting for a while, he just needs to find a way to get close to Chu Yun and destroy his long qin."

"Then I still have the possibility of winning this battle."

After thinking of the countermeasures, Xia Lan's fear became much weaker, but instead became a little more contented.

"Maybe there is no need to rely on Xue Xin and Gong Ming to kill Chu Yun by himself?"

Xia Lan thought proudly, but at this time, the competition had already begun.

Xia Lan's expression was immediately cold, and the long sword in her hand was instantly unsheathed.

On the Nuo Da Zhan platform, Xia Lan rose with her sword, her Yuan power surged, and the strong wind blew.

The seven-foot sword edge was like a dragon going out to sea, and it actually came out of Xia Lan's hand. It pierced through the void like an arrow, with a low sound of aura, but it pierced towards Chu Yun's chest.

"Although Xia Lan's sword is also considered sharp."

"But judging from this power, it is probably difficult to hit Chu Yun."

Although Xia Lan's first sword came abruptly, its power was immutable. Many people shook their heads, thinking that Xia Lan's sword would be difficult to make a contribution.

Others can see that, but how could Xia Lan himself not?

In fact, she didn't expect to hurt Chu Yun from the beginning. As long as she could attract Chu Yun's attention, it would be enough.

When Chu Yun resisted the flying sword, Xia Lan could take the opportunity to detour behind Chu Yun and then approach him.

The moment you get close to you is when Chu Yun is defeated!

Xia Lan sneered coldly, as if she was very satisfied with her plan.

However, when Xia Lan set out her sword, Chu Yun was extremely calm.

The whole person was still standing there calmly, with Changqin standing in front of him, with no joy or sorrow.

It seemed as if the game hadn't started at all.

However, Chu Yun's calm did not last long.

The next moment, it seemed as if it was extremely quiet and it was extremely moving and changing in a hurry.

I saw Chu Yun, who was standing quietly, suddenly, and his expression suddenly became cold.

The long qin was lifted up and landed before Chu Yun's face.

Chu Yun suddenly covered his palm, played his ten fingers wildly, and then, a piano music, flowing like flowing water, flowing through the world.

"This song is called "Rain and Dew"!"

Buzz ~

The piano music was like a tide, sweeping across the world in an instant.

The gentle and beautiful piano sound contains infinite vitality, as if endless rains sprinkled into the world.

The breeze blows slowly, and the plants and trees slowly shake.

These thousands of lives are full of business under this song.

As soon as Xia Lan's flying sword entered the piano music, it seemed to fall into mud, and its speed suddenly dropped, and it was difficult to move in the end.

After a while, with a clang sound, Xia Lan's flying sword immediately fell to the ground. The sword body trembled three times, and finally lay on the ground like a dead body.

"What?"

"Why is his Chinwei so much stronger?"

"My sword, under the sound of his piano, didn't even hold on for a moment?"

This situation made Xia Lan immediately startled and her pupils frustrated.
Chapter completed!