Chapter Thirty-Three: Becoming Husband and Wife

  Kong Zhan and Chang Yue dueled with swords, ten zhang away, already surrounded by nearly a hundred people.

  Breathing, at this moment, has completely stagnated.

  The sword style, like flowing clouds and water, was brought out by Kong Zhuo. This is the Bagua Jiugong Sword, the most basic sword technique of Luofu, the introductory sword technique. At this moment, at this moment, it was perfectly interpreted in Kong Zhuo's hands, and he even used this sword technique to block Chang Yue's Taihuang Xuan Yue Sword!

  In the arena, six sword immortals of the previous generation also held their breaths unknowingly. Although they could ride swords to fly and take people's heads thousands of miles away, and destroy all things with sword light, but they had never thought that the Bagua Jiugong Sword would be able to create such a realm, such power.

  Stable, Fast, Accurate

  Every time before Chang Yue's killing move arrived, Kong Yan had already sealed off all of Chang Yue's paths.

  It's a perfect swordsmanship, if the person wielding the sword was even more handsome, then using words like "ethereal as an immortal" and "stable as a mountain" to describe it wouldn't be wrong. Unfortunately, Kong Zhuang can now at most match up to the second phrase, as for the first phrase, haha, even if I said it out loud, Kong Zhuang himself wouldn't believe it.

  He had repeated the Bagua Nine Palaces Sword three times, barely holding off Chang Yue's Taihuang Xuan Yue Sword. However, this was still not enough; even if he managed to bring out a flower with the Bagua Nine Palaces Sword, it would only allow him to stabilize his defensive stance.

  So when Chang Yue's Taohuaxuanjian reached its 43rd move, Kong Zhao's sword momentum changed.

  Two-Part Harmony Reverts to Origin Sword!

  Movement, stillness, firmness, gentleness

  Chang Yue's speed suddenly slowed down, and the purple light jumped up lightly, emitting a cheerful soft hum.

  Kong Zhan's pupils contracted, the short sword in his hand was retracted, and his body stood still, as stable as a high mountain. Then, with his right hand, he slowly thrust the short sword forward, advancing at an extremely slow pace, but with extreme hardness.

  At the moment when the sword's edge advanced, Chang Yue also stopped moving. Then, in an extremely quiet instant, a purple sword light shot up into the sky, like a tornado that could not be stopped, accompanied by his loud shout, and rushed straight at Kong Zhuo.

  Close combat!

  Space began to violently shake, and the crowd of onlookers, except for three second-generation seniors with relatively strong strength, were all pushed far away by the invisible giant force brought out by the space shaking.

  One purple one white, two sword lights touched and parted, the two people fighting simultaneously flew out with their swords, transforming into two flowing lights, straight up to the blue sky.

  The sky, without knowing when it started, gradually darkened, large patches of dark clouds had unknowingly filled the sky, and faintly, there was a sound of thunder.

  A strong wind began to pick up, blowing harder and harder, with dust flying everywhere in the sky.

  Lightning began to flash and flicker, and the sky was suddenly bright and dark.

  In the distance, everyone could only see two light spots, one purple and one white, colliding with each other in the far sky, flashing, but no one knew who had the upper hand.

  And those third-generation disciples were completely infatuated.

  The sword flies, although it is the symbol of the Sword Immortal, but this generation of disciples wants to reach this point, there is still a long way to go. Guarding on Mount Luofu, it's extremely safe and boring, naturally, there aren't many opportunities to witness the real duel between two Sword Immortals. Now, with two in front of me, I will definitely watch my fill.

  Yuanshen's imperial sword, a duel with the imperial sword, for Kong Zhuo, this is the first time.

  He and Chang Yue are both in the stage of refining Qi to transform their spirit, but what's different is that before Kong Zhuan was born, Chang Yue had already entered this stage. As for understanding and grasping the realm of power, as well as sword fighting, he has unparalleled experience, while Kong Zhuan can now only rely on his own swordsmanship.

  Suddenly, the person who had the upper hand became Chang Yue.

  The two of them fought in mid-air for about half a time, during which Kong Zhuo was always on the defensive, while Chang Yue was on the offensive. However, Chang Yue's attack was not very fierce, but rather had a rhythm to it, as if he were guiding Kong Zhuo's sword attacks.

  In the end, Kong Zhuo gradually got used to this state of wielding his sword in mid-air and even felt a bit embarrassed.

  It seems that continuing to fight has lost all meaning. This time, neither side has gone all out, and they have also gained a deeper understanding of each other's strengths and weaknesses. At least in Kong Yan's view, if they really fought, he would have an 80% chance of defeating Chang Yue.

  Two clear whistles almost sounded at the same time, two green lights, one white and one purple, simultaneously converged, then separated from their stuck state, and then fell to the ground at the same time.

  "I didn't expect I was wrong again. Even now, I still can't beat you!" After landing, Chang Yue had a big smile on his face and warmly patted Kong Zhuo's shoulder.

  "Master brother is joking again. If you hadn't spared me just now, I'm afraid I would have been torn into a dozen pieces by now. How could I still be speaking here?"

  The two of them burst out laughing at the same time and walked shoulder to shoulder in front of a large group of Luofu Sect's elder disciples.

  "Disciple Kong Zong (Chang Yue) has met three masters!"

  "No need to be polite, no need to be polite!" The eldest of the three second-generation elders, with a hand on each of them, beamed with joy as he supported the two third-generation disciples who were bowing deeply, his facial wrinkles opening up like chrysanthemum flowers.

  "What a wonderful reunion for two brothers!"

  "Master Su, please don't laugh. It was just a sudden whim of mine to test the depth of Lao Wu's abilities. I didn't expect to disturb all of you masters and brothers who are patrolling the mountain. It seems that we two were not thoughtful enough!"

  "This remark is indeed outside, I Luo Fu can not prohibit the door to privately cut skills!" The leading Su Shu uncle smiled and looked at the two, especially Kong Zhuo, with a gaze that seemed like he had just married off his 40-year-old daughter and was looking at his son-in-law with the joy of an old mother-in-law. This made Kong Zhuo extremely uncomfortable, and after casually making a few remarks, they all dispersed in different directions.

  ………………………

  Today is a good day.

  There were several birds flying in the sky, but no crows, because all the crows had been led away by the gatekeeper of Luo Fu using magic.

  The season has entered deep autumn, and the withered branches and leaves that had long since turned yellow and fallen off have all been replaced by a lush green. The Luo Fu Sect has taken advantage of the spiritual energy of the land to lay down several large arrays with different functions, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth without hesitation, and forcibly creating a scene full of spring charm in this Luo Fu Mountain.

  Zhou Xue and Lin Yufeng, although they were only Luo Fu's third-generation disciples, held a relatively high position within the sect. Excluding those old guys in the sect, their fame as core inner door disciples was still quite high.

  Most importantly, their marriage also contained an element of surprise, of course, this was all the result of those old guys' scheming.

  Nothing to do with Kong Zhuo.

  Anyway, today wasn't his wedding day, but he felt busier than the groom himself.

  Yes, very busy.

  He is a connoisseur today

  Wearing a bright red cheongsam standing at the mountain gate of Luofu, with a face full of smiles, matching that plump figure, it's simply...

  "This color suits you!" With a hint of joy and smile, Fang Yue'er stood in front of Kong Zhuo, sizing him up from head to toe. Today, Fang Yue'er was representing Qingling Gate of Xuanying Mountain to offer congratulations. Behind her were two female disciples, whose attitude towards her revealed that Fang Yue'er held a high position on Xuanying Mountain.

  "Too kind, too kind!" Kong Zhan smiled and clasped his fists together, "I didn't expect that the one who came from Qingling Gate would be Fang Shijie. If I had known earlier, I would have explained to Master Zhang and not taken on this task of receiving guests, but instead accompanied you on a stroll around the picturesque Luofu Mountain!"

  Then he beckoned to a inner door disciple standing behind him, "Come over here!"

  The disciple arrived at the sound of his voice.

  Kong Zhan turned around and said, "However, it's not that there's no chance. I'm currently the host, so it's inconvenient for me to invite you. Why don't you follow him up the mountain first? Tomorrow, I'll accompany you on a stroll in Luofu, how about that?"

  "Good!" Fang Yue'er thought for a moment, "I've long heard that Luofeng is picturesque, but I never had the chance to come before. This time, it's actually a good opportunity!"

  "Of course it's fine!" Kong Zhan said, "Tomorrow I'll take you on a good tour!"

  Fang Yue'er nodded and followed the inner door disciple without paying attention to the surprised expressions of the two female disciples behind her.

  Looking at the backs of several people turning over the stone steps on the mountain waist, disappearing from sight, Kong Zhuo finally turned his head back, and was met with two other inner door disciples' sly faces.

  "Eldest Martial Brother, you seem quite familiar with that senior sister from Qingling Gate!"

  "What's it to you?!" Kong Zhuang glared at that guy's lewd smile, raised his hand and pretended to hit him.

  "Hey, Fifth Brother, don't scare me!" The little guy took a step back, the smile on his face undiminished. Kong Zhuo was indeed an inner sect core disciple, but he didn't have much of an air about him, and usually spent most of his time laughing and joking with these ordinary disciples, so there weren't many people who feared him.

  "Fifth senior brother, you must work harder. This Qingling Gate has been around for a full 500 years and not a single disciple has ever married out!"

  "Really?" Kong Zan raised an eyebrow, "If you're interested, I can introduce you!"

  "This... Ha! What good fortune I have!" The disciple chuckled and said.

  "Alright, no more idle chatter! We have another customer!" Kong Zhan said, his face once again sporting a professional smile.

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