011 Doomed End

A small boat gradually appeared on the lake. The boat was fast and slow, and gradually entered the vision of most of the onlookers. For a moment, it was noisy and full of laughter.

No one expected that a man and a woman who had just left hired a boat to pick up Yang Zifan.

Yang Zifan didn't seem to hear the ridicule around him at all. He pulled his robe and walked onto the boat.

Laughter, the noise is louder, and some have begun to whistle loudly to laugh at Yang Zifan, asking him to leave quickly and don't be ashamed.

In the distance, all the gentlemen outside the dean were looking at such a funny scene in surprise. Everyone shook their heads, thinking that Yang Zifan had just thought that he would do great things and overestimated him.

Si Nanxiao looked at the performance of the people around him with a wry smile on the boat and said, "Why don't you just go there directly? If you get a boat, you will be laughed to death by them."

Yang Zifan said disapprovingly, "Laugh, you won't die."

The speed of the boat is not slow, and it has arrived at the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Yang Zifan stepped on the pavilion in the middle of the lake with some difficulty. Si Nanxiao rowed to the things outside the lake. In the current situation, it is strange that the two of them went ashore without being thrown eggs.

Somewhere far away, Mr. Luqi stood under the tree and looked at the situation in the distance. In such a lively place, there was only one person beside him. He was wearing a bright yellow gown, very young, with eyebrows like knives and his eyes like swords. He laughed when he saw such a scene and said, "You were knocked down by such a man, my prince Luqi."

Luqi also looked suspiciously at Yang Zifan, who was already standing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and said, "Brother Mu Han, he was not like this that day, or I wouldn't invite you to see his level."

Mu Hanlang laughed and said, "Why should I take action? Brother Shuobing can solve it alone. I said Luqi, I'm afraid you are a wine-color transition, and your skills have declined, right?"

Lu Qi looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to get angry in front of this person.

In the middle of the lake pavilion.

Although Shuo Bing noticed Yang Zifan's embarrassment, she did not laugh at him, but smiled and said, "Today's matter, there is another responsibility. If you can't do it, we can make a few tricks and admit defeat. I will find a way on Mr. Lu Qi's side."

Yang Zifan twisted the water stain accidentally on his robe and said, "Thank you, Brother Shuobing, but I still want to try it again." He raised his head with a smile on his face and took two steps back.

Shuo Bing looked at him confident and said nothing, "Brother, please show your weapons."

Yang Zifan said, "I don't have weapons, only two hands. Please use the most powerful tricks."

When Shuo Bing saw that the other party was like this, she couldn't help saying, "In the lower spirit virtual period, the cultivation makes a fast sword. Outsiders call it Qingfeng swordsmanship. Quick words are the first. You have to be careful."

He means that he wants Yang Zifan to do it first.

Yang Zifan was not moved and said indifferently, "I said you couldn't beat me." As soon as he said this, the momentum on her body slightly released. Shuo Bing immediately realized that something was wrong and did not dare to despise the teenager in front of her and said, "Then you are welcome. This move is the most powerful move of the 37 style of Qingfeng swordsmanship."

The sword was slowly pulled out and stood in front of him.

When Yang Zifan saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of Li Chenglai's duel with him that day. He also said so. People in the world really have the same interest, but it's a pity...

The sword rises and the wind roars, setting off a big wave of water on the lake.

Lifting the sword, like a mountain, imposing, so high that the pavilion is shaking.

Shuo Bing, holding a sword in both hands, the pavilion couldn't stand the sword spirit "bang" and turned into a wooden slag flying around.

The crowd by the lake began to riot. Everyone has heard of Shuo Bing's Qingfeng swordsmanship, but no one has seen the highest sword formula in Qingfeng sword.

That momentum and strength, even if there are more than a thousand disciples in the college, I'm afraid none of them can survive under this sword. Hundreds of meters away, even the sword wind from the middle of the lake is so cold that I don't know who shouted, "Shuo Bingsheng, Shuo Bingsheng."

With such a sentence, the voice outside the lake suddenly sounded neatly, and the waves were higher than the waves.

"Drink." With a shout, the iceman's sword was united, and the shadow of the sword fell down, but only one sword was better than thousands of swords.

Yang Zifan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it.

Anyone thought that he had been stunned by the sword move and were waiting for the scene of blood splashing under the sword.

The sword finally fell without any worries.

Just as the sword fell in front of him, Yang Zifan suddenly raised his hand, sighed and waved his hand.

The wind stops and the sword stops.

Time seems to have frozen in the middle of the lake.

There is only one hand and one sword.

Everyone's voice also stopped in an intermittent summer, and the hand fell, and both fingers pointed on the sharp sword in an amazing posture.

Everyone's minds were relieved and woke up, but Yang Zifan did not appear in front of them.

There was only Shuo Bing covered in cold sweat and an undamaged sword in his hand. The sound of long water came from the heart of the lake, which was the remnant of the ship slowly leaving.

No one knows what happened just now, and they are talking about it.

The place where the dean is in the distance is silent. Everyone's eyes are only the moment Yang Zifan raised his hand, and no gentleman knows what happened after that.

Shuo Bing lost completely without complaint.

Mr. Luqi's face turned pale. He looked at Shuo Bing standing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake and said to himself, "Mu Han, do you see?"

Mu Han's face was no longer the same as before, and he said in a surprised voice, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

On the other side of the lake, the boat slowly went to the opposite shore.

Si Nanxiao looked at Yang Zifan in front of the boat and said, "Why did you just sigh?"

Yang Zifan looked at a large green in the distance and said, "Think of someone, something."

Si Nan smiled and said, "When did you become deep?"

Yang Zifan turned his head and smiled, "Memories are good things."

Luo Shangshang sat by the boat and played with the water. Hearing this sentence, he unconsciously looked up and asked, "What would you do if there was a confrontation with a master like you today?"

Yang Zifan said, "That's a blessing, but I'm afraid it's not easy to encounter. Moreover, our cultivation is nothing compared with immortals. If one day we can have the opportunity to fight with people, we must be able to have the power of heaven and earth."

Luo Shangshang lowered her head to play with water and said to herself, "I don't know when. I remember Grandpa also said such a thing."

Yang Zifan looked at the lake that was pushed away by her and smiled, "Today's thing is just a chess piece, and the following thing is difficult. I hope you don't touch that thing."

The atmosphere in the ship became solemn for a moment, and anyone knew that they could not bear it.

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Yang Zifan became famous in World War I.

There were rumors everywhere in the college. Luqi was very annoyed and kicked Yu Chen around him: "Your bad idea."

Yuchen fell to the ground and didn't dare to say much. When Luqi vented enough, he whispered, "Mr. Son is angry. In my opinion, Yang Zifan has reached the Jindan period at most. It's better to let Mu Han try and tell him something about Luo Shangshang by the way."

Lu Qi rubbed his eyebrows and thought for a long time before saying, "Is this so easy to do?"

Yu Chen said again, "Mu Han's cultivation is not low, and he is not sure of losing. Moreover, with Mu Han's character, I'm afraid that the one above will take action. What can the boy do with three heads and six arms at that time?"

He looked up at Lu Qi's face and continued, "The last letter the prince received said the words 'please do'. Since Shuo Bing's matter, it can be seen that the college will not care about this matter. In addition, the three-leaf seal behind Luo Shangshang only needs one person above and a few words, these three people are not as good. Heaven and prison are difficult. At that time, the prince can vent his anger and hold the beauty back. Why not do it?

Lu Qi put down his hand and said slightly, "You mean Mu Han lost?"

Yu Chen nodded.

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Yang Zifan, who became famous in World War I, was not very happy. One month later, the mage of Haicheng was still missing. Si Nan Xiaoxiao was happy all day because he won a big last time, but Yang Zifan knew that he only made himself and Luo Shangshang more relaxed.

There are more than two months, but time waits for no one.

Yang Zifan has been waiting for the next person to appear. Luo Shangshang can't wait any longer. He has been studying the notes left by Lomei Frost all day and night, hoping to find other rescue methods.

Just as Yang Zifan waited impatiently, a person appeared in front of him.

This person claims to be Mu Han, a first-class master in the third grade.

However, this man did not write a letter of war, but said directly, "Be careful of your head. I may come to pick it up at any time." Then there was no trace.

On this day, Huai Su always felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if something big was going to happen. What Luqi said last time was still lingering in his ears, the three-leaf seal, the humiliation of generations. She didn't know what to do if someone really found it. She originally thought of Yang Zifan and the other three, but it was absolutely impossible to tell them about herself. After all, who they are, where they come from, what extent their cultivation is, and whether they can keep secrets for herself are the most critical things, so she has been watching recently, and even some of them. From Luo Shang's mouth, she could be sure that the three of them did not take the matter of the three-leaf seal seriously.

On November 8, a sudden news came from the college that Mu Han was plotted to be seriously injured.

A stone fell and rolled up thousands of waves, and some rumors said that it was Yang Zifan who secretly plotted Mu Han that night.

Yang Zifan, who was in the heart of the waves, was extremely shocked after hearing the news. He did not expect that things would develop in this direction. It doesn't matter who it is and who plotted Mu Han, but it's such a thing. I'm afraid it will have to be delayed again.

That night, he went straight into the dean's room despite the opposition of Si Nan Xiaoxiao and Luo Shangshang.