In the courtyard, Qingyu and Lengyan started fighting. Hanqing said from the side, "Be careful, or the courtyard will be demolished and there will be no place to live."
Others outside the hospital: He wants to stop the fight?
Then they saw Leng Yan swing a sword energy towards Han Qing. Han Qing waved his hand and erected a protective shield around him, covering himself and Gong Cang. The sword energy collided with the shield, and cracks quickly appeared on the surface of the shield, and then it shattered with a "snap".
Han Qing didn't care at all. He waved his hand and set up a defensive formation for the house in the courtyard, and also set up one for himself and Gong Cang. Then he said, "Alright, fight as you please."
Crowd: Huh? You're not trying to stop the fight, you're just adding fuel to the fire?
Qingyu and Lengyan sat in the yard with Hanqing and Gong Cang watching, and they drank tea from time to time, looking very comfortable.
At this time, Gong Cang sent a voice message to Han Qing: "Tsk tsk, it's really thin." Han Qing followed Gong Cang's gaze and found that Gong Cang was looking at Leng Yan's waist. Looking at the waist that was not even able to be held in one hand. Han Qing sent a voice message back: "You really know how to look."
Gong Cang smiled faintly, saying nothing. Leng Yan and Qing Yu were engaged in a fierce fight. Everyone was watching intently. Then, with a flick of Qing Yu's wrist, the sword in his hand instantly transformed back into a folding fan.
With a wave of the jade folding fan, dozens of green bamboo leaves whizzed towards Leng Yan. They were clearly just ordinary bamboo leaves, but they felt like sharp blades, making bursts of air-piercing sounds that frightened the onlookers around the courtyard.
Leng Yan dodged the flying bamboo leaves. The onlookers in the courtyard watched as the bamboo leaves Leng Yan dodged shot to the ground, half of them piercing the ground. Leng Yan had just dodged Qingyu's bamboo leaves when she saw Qingyu's next attack approaching.
Leng Yan raised his sword and swept it out with sword energy, knocking the bamboo leaves flying towards him to the ground. Looking at Qingyu, Leng Yan decided not to hide his strength anymore.
Leng Yan's aura suddenly changed, and a chill began to rise in the courtyard. The chill grew thicker, and fog began to fill the air. Leng Yan looked up at Qing Yu through the thick fog, only to see Qing Yu looking back at her, his eyes full of amusement and something she couldn't understand.
Leng Yan withdrew her gaze and stopped looking at Qingyu. She swung the Suchen sword in her hand to the right, and a huge blooming ice lotus slowly appeared behind her. The ice lotus was so huge that it almost occupied all the space behind Leng Yan.
With the appearance of the ice lotus, the surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, and the cold became more and more severe. Finally, some water droplets in the air froze into ice chips and fell to the ground.
People who practice Taoism would not be too affected by the environment, but when the ice lotus appeared, the people watching around the yard felt a chill going straight into their bodies. The biting cold invaded them, but they did not dare to use spiritual power to resist the cold for fear of being noticed by the people in the yard.
On the other side, Qingyu, who was closest to Leng Yan, was also feeling uncomfortable. Despite his high cultivation level, Leng Yan's cold energy couldn't stop seeping into his body. Even so, Qingyu still had a gentle smile on his face and said to Leng Yan, "Yan'er's strength really gave me a surprise!"
Although they said this, what they were thinking in their hearts was that they had to advance their plan as soon as possible. Otherwise, once Leng Yan's cultivation level was similar to theirs, it would be difficult to control Leng Yan, and that would be a waste of time.
Leng Yan looked at the folding fan in Qingyu's hand with a cold gaze, and said nonchalantly: "Since you use a folding fan, I will use a folding fan too." After that, the Su Chen sword in Leng Yan's hand turned into a black folding fan, and the fan was painted with white paint to depict the scene of heavy snow falling from the sky.
Leng Yan raised the folding fan in her hand, and as the fan was raised, blooming ice lotuses appeared in the air around the two of them. Those ice lotuses were only as big as plates but were spread all around the two of them.
Looking at the surrounding Binglian Qingyu, he smiled and said, "It seems that Yan'er has hidden a lot of things from us!"
Leng Yan said nothing. With a wave of her folding fan, the ice lotuses in the air transformed into ice-blue butterflies that flew towards Qingyu. Suddenly, a sky full of ice butterflies surrounded Qingyu.
Leng Yan waved the folding fan in her hand again, and the huge ice lotus petals behind her all turned into sharp ice cones that attacked Qingyu from all directions.
Qingyu waved the folding fan in his hand to drive away the ice butterflies, and then he used the folding fan in his hand to block and break several ice cones that were attacking him.
While dealing with it, Qingyu smiled and said to Leng Yan: "Yan'er, I admit that you are very strong and worthy of the title of the number one genius in the cultivation world, but my cultivation level is not just one or two realms higher than yours."
Then he waved the folding fan in his hand at the group of ice butterflies rushing towards him. In an instant, a quarter of the ice butterflies in the sky were killed by Qingyu. Leng Yan couldn't help but frown when he saw this.
If she had revealed all her cards in this competition, she could have won, but it was not worth it to reveal all her cards for an insignificant competition.
Leng Yan, who had figured this out, waved the folding fan in his hand, and all the ice butterflies and ice cones immediately stopped moving.
Qingyu looked at Leng Yan and raised an eyebrow and asked, "Yan'er, what do you mean?"
Leng Yan said in a cold voice, "I give up." Her face was calm and her eyes were indifferent. Qing Yu sighed and said with some regret, "What a pity that we almost knew all the cards." Leng Yan just gave him a cold look.
Then her cold voice rang out: "Since I have admitted defeat, then..." As she spoke, she waved the folding fan in her hand, and the ice cones and ice butterflies in the air all attacked the group of people hiding around the yard.
The people at the gate tried to retreat, but found themselves blocked by icicles rising from the ground. They couldn't retreat at all. After Leng Yan's icicles and ice butterflies had surrounded everyone, she continued, "So, isn't it time for everyone watching the show to show up and say hello?"
The sect leader holding the magic weapon was faced with an ice spike. Seeing the four people in the courtyard looking in his direction, he knew he could no longer hide. So he fiddled with the magic weapon a few times, and then all the invisible people appeared.
Leng Yan looked at the people below and said coldly, "It seems there are quite a few guests."
At this time, Leng Yan was floating in the air, with Qing Yu, dressed in green, beside him. Leng Yan looked at the people below. His eyes were distant and indifferent, giving people a feeling of looking down on everything in the world.
The moment Leng Yan summoned Bing Lian, she sensed a strong heat coming from the courtyard walls and gate. But she was busy fighting Qing Yu at the time and didn't pay much attention. Now, looking at the people below, Leng Yan said, "So many people, they really think highly of me. I'm really surprised by everyone."
Hearing the coldness in her words, the people around the courtyard felt very embarrassed. They looked at the four people in the courtyard who had no awkwardness on their faces.
The people who were eating onlookers couldn't help but murmur in their hearts: "Why are we the ones who are embarrassed instead of them?" Looking at the people outside the yard, Leng Yan said, "The yard is too small to accommodate you all today. Please go back first. When the yard is big enough, we will entertain you well." Leng Yan deliberately emphasized the words "entertain you well".
The others didn't hear it, but as disciples of the Qingyuan Sect, they quickly understood what their senior sister meant. They looked at Leng Yan with a guilty conscience.
After Leng Yan finished speaking, he waved the fan in his hand, and the ice butterflies and ice cones surrounding the crowd turned into light blue streams of light and disappeared into the air.
Those people were overjoyed at this and immediately headed back. The other disciples of Qingyuan Sect wanted to take the opportunity to sneak away, but before they could take a few steps, they heard Han Qing's voice: "Qingyuan Sect disciples, stay." Immediately, the Qingyuan Sect disciples turned around with a bitter face.
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