Chapter 1840: Half-step Lingji Lanming Sword 4
After a few minutes, a large desolate field appeared before their eyes. In the middle of the field, there was a person standing upright, it was Lan Mingjian who met yesterday. Besides Lan Mingjian, there were two other disciples not far from him. Leng Xuan was no stranger to them. It was Lan Luo and Lan Lan Xia who had been with him last time. When they came ten steps away from Lan Mingjian, the three of Leng Xuan stopped.
He only heard Lan Mingjian smile and say, "You came on time." After speaking, he bowed his hands to Ling Tian and Long Tou, nodded and said, "It's rare to see you two fellow practitioners in this capital, this old man. Courteous."
Seeing that the other party was so polite, the two of them also clasped their fists and returned a salute. After that, Lan Mingjian continued: "Since we are all here, don't waste time, let's get started. How?"
Leng Xuan nodded and said, "No problem." After speaking, he took a few steps back and opened the distance between the two sides. Leng Xuan had to be vigilant before he could figure out the details of the other party. If he was far away, he would be able to respond in a timely manner.
Long Tau and the others saw that the two sides were about to start their hands, so they immediately retreated to the side, and didn't stop until they reached 50 meters away.
Lanluo and the others also stepped back, but the two of them stepped back seven or eighty meters before they stopped.
Leng Xuan looked at the opposite Lan Mingjian, his mind moved, and suddenly a golden light flashed in his hand, and the Dragon Subduing Staff instantly appeared in his hand. At this moment, Lan Mingjian's face was solemn. He opened his mouth slightly, and then a tiny beam of light shot out from his mouth and hovered in front of him. After a short while, the light suddenly spread out and quickly pulled up to both ends. When the light disappeared, what appeared in front of Lan Mingjian was a crystal clear sword.
"The sword has no eyes, little brother, be careful!" Lan Mingjian held the hilt in one hand, and held a sword flower in his hand, then pointed the tip of the sword diagonally, and looked at Leng Xuan sharply.
"Senior, be careful too!" Leng Xuan refused to let him go, facing the other party's gaze, without any intention of backing down.
At the same time, the momentum of the two of them kept rising. For a while, I saw a strong wind blowing all around, and the weeds growing on the wasteland were suppressed by the powerful momentum. When the momentum of the two reached a peak, suddenly Leng Xuan let out a loud roar, and his body quickly ran towards the Lan Mingjian, and at the same time he held the Dragon Subduing Staff high above his head, with a thunderous force. The momentum smashed towards the Lan Mingjian. And when Leng Xuan's figure galloped to the halfway, the momentum on his body suddenly increased a lot, and the Dragon Subduing Staff suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light.
Feeling the pressure of the head-on, Lan Mingjian laughed and called out, 'Okay, at such a young age, he is really strong!', as the words fell, he suddenly waved his sword to greet the dragon-subduing rod that was about to be smothered. up. When the sharp sword in his hand was swung out, a layer of dark blue light suddenly covered the body of the sword, like water flowing on the body of the sword. When the sword edge and the Dragon Subduing Staff made contact, a huge sound echoed between heaven and earth. At the same time, a powerful airflow centered on the two of them quickly spread to the surroundings. Even Longtou and Ling Tian, who were standing fifty meters away, were affected by this air current, but fortunately, their strength was not weak, so they easily relieved the pressure. At this time, the two of them turned their attention to the center of the field.