Demon Lord July widened his eyes.
How come Haoyue appears here?
not good!
What was she going to do when she took out the Hanyue Sword?
Is she going to take action against the big guy in front of her?
No way!
This is a great man who can be compared with his uncle-master!
Is Haoyue looking for death?
Under the astonished gaze of Demon Lord July.
Haoyue's Hanyue Sword had already slashed towards Lu Chuxue's neck.
“No!”
The Demon Lord July exclaimed.
The Snow Drinking Mad Knife appeared in the hands of the July Demon Lord.
He quickly used the Xueyin Kuangdao to block Haoyue's Hanyue Sword.
With a "clang" sound, the air waves surged.
Demon Lord July only felt his arms trembling.
The Hanyue Sword is indeed a magical weapon.
Sure enough, it was not the semi-immortal weapon, the Snow Drinking Mad Blade, that could block it.
The Xueyin Kuangdao made a few "buzzing" sounds.
It seems like he is expressing his grievances.
Ignored Xueyin Kuangdao.
The Demon Lord of July shouted angrily at Haoyue.
"Are you crazy?"
How dare she attack the boss!
Isn't this just asking for too long a life?
Even a powerful person like my uncle-master has to run away from him.
How could a tiny Haoyue be provoked?
But Haoyue did not understand his good intentions.
Instead, he looked at Demon Lord July grimly.
"court death?"
She spat out two words contemptuously.
The Hanyue Sword was already emitting a cold glow.
“Gurgle…”
The Demon Lord of July swallowed.
Oh shit!
Crazy woman!
Haoyue is a fucking crazy woman!
"Don't mess around, she's even afraid of my uncle..."
As the Demon Lord July said this, he wanted to ask Lu Chuxue for help.
But the rest of the words have not been finished yet.
He was stunned.
Lu Chuxue's butt was raised high, and her pretty face was in close contact with the ground.
Demon Lord July couldn't believe it.
What the hell!
Isn't he a big boss?
Isn't he a powerful being who can make someone like my uncle-master flee at the sight of him?
Why the hell am I dizzy?
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
Snow-Drinking Mad Blade conveyed his thoughts to Demon Lord July.
It turned out that Lu Chuxue was blown away by the blast caused by the collision between Xueyin Kuangdao and Hanyue Sword.
He fainted instantly.
The Demon Lord July was trembling with anger.
He, a great master of the devil path, actually mistakenly believed that a young girl in the Qi training stage was a powerful person who could wield everything in the world!
And be afraid of it?
It's such a shame!
The Demon Lord of July picked up the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife.
Walk towards Lu Chuxue.
He wanted to kill this woman who had humiliated him.
"call out!"
In the blink of an eye, the Hanyue Sword appeared in front of the July Demon Lord again.
The Demon Lord July was a little annoyed.
"Haoyue, what are you going to do!?"
Haoyue wanted to kill her before.
Now we have to save her again!
What the hell!
"roll."
Haoyue just uttered one word.
She previously thought that Lu Chuxue was Qin Lang’s new love.
That's why he's so angry.
But now, she felt that it was impossible for Qin Lang to fall in love with Lu Chuxue.
There was no trace of Qin Lang's aura on Lu Chuxue.
They certainly had no close contact.
As for why we stopped the Demon Lord July?
It's just because I don't like him and want to do the opposite of him.
The Demon Lord July felt very aggrieved.
He glanced at the bright moon angrily.
He turned around and left Guanlan City alone, heading towards the Sword Tempering Valley.
Maybe for him.
Only the Sword Tempering Valley can make him feel safe.
At least there, Haoyue won't do anything rash.
Haoyue didn't even look at the departing Demon Lord July and the unconscious Lu Chuxue, and walked into Guanlan City alone.
After a long time, Lu Chuxue woke up.
She thought of the scene just now.
"Ah!" a scream.
With fear in his heart, he ran towards the Alchemy Hall as if he was escaping for his life.
…
Formation Hall.
Qin Lang carries the little yellow chicken on his shoulders.
Come here.
When the people in the Formation Hall saw Qin Lang, they all straightened their backs.
Although Lu Yuan did not tell the people in the Formation Hall about Qin Lang's identity.
But he also instructed that when he saw Qin Lang, he should treat him well.
"I don't have a formation master's emblem, but I want to buy some formation flags. Is that okay?"
Qin Lang walked straight to the front desk.
He has thought it through.
If the front desk clerk refuses to sell it to him, he will go directly to Lu Yuan and have a good chat.
After all, Lu Yuan "knows" his identity.
"Yes, of course!"
The receptionist nodded repeatedly.
"What kind of formation flags do you need? We have primary formation flags and intermediate formation flags here."
He looked at Qin Lang and asked.
Naturally, he would treat people whom Lu Yuan had greeted well.
Qin Lang frowned slightly.
Why are there only beginner and intermediate levels?
It doesn't sound high-end!
The receptionist couldn't help but get nervous when she saw Qin Lang's expression.
"Excuse me, is there anything you are not satisfied with..."
He asked angrily.
I was afraid that the service might not be good enough and offend Qin Lang.
"Don't you have any advanced battle flags?"
Qin Lang looked at the front desk and asked.
Logically speaking, if high-level formation flags are used to set up a formation, the effect should be better.
The receptionist was stunned for a moment and looked at Qin Lang with some embarrassment.
"In our Formation Hall, there is currently no one who can arrange advanced formations, so we only have elementary and intermediate formation flags..."
Only then did Qin Lang feel relieved.
I almost forgot.
This is not the same world as the previous life.
Advanced formation flags are definitely used to set up advanced formations.
A "master" like him who is in the state of concentration.
It’s enough to use the primary formation flag.
"How about this, get me some primary formation flags and some intermediate formation flags."
Qin Lang said after thinking for a while.
It would be better to just buy some intermediate formation flags so that you don’t have to buy them next time.
The receptionist heard this with a professional smile.
"Okay, I'll get it right away!"
After saying this, he went to get the battle flag.
Qin Lang leaned one arm on the front desk and used his other hand to play with the silly hair on the little yellow chicken's head.
The little yellow chicken was very reluctant.
But Qin Lang is his master.
There was nothing he could do.
I can only let Qin Lang do whatever he wants.
At this time.
The shouting reached Qin Lang's ears.
"I want to buy a battle flag!"
Qin Lang turned his head and looked.
A man about 1.7 meters tall, thin, with triangular eyes, walked in with a swagger.
His face was full of rebelliousness.
Qin Lang felt that this person looked familiar.
But I can't remember where I've seen it.
"How come there is no one at the front desk of your Guanlan City Formation Hall?"
The man continued to shout.
The other formation masters wanted to step forward to stop them.
But the man walked towards the front desk.
When the formation masters saw Qin Lang standing in the front, they remained silent.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The man walked to the front desk and slammed his palm on the counter.
Qin Lang frowned slightly.
Where did this barbarian come from? He has no manners at all.
With displeasure, Qin Lang moved his arm away from the table.
The receptionist just happened to be jogging out with a storage ring in her hand.
"Hey, Master, what do you need?"
The receptionist ran and spoke respectfully to the man.
The man took out a coat of arms and put it on his chest.
Above the carved array plate, there are three golden stars.
This man is none other than a third-rank formation master.
"Take out all the intermediate-level formation flags you have here."
The man said contemptuously.
At the same time, his fingertips kept tapping on the table.
The front desk clerk looked a little unhappy.
He held the storage ring in his hand.
He glanced at Qin Lang, then looked at the man.
"Master, there are only ten sets of intermediate formation flags left. How about you two discuss and buy five sets each?"
The front desk clerk said with embarrassment.
Qin Lang nodded slightly.
"I have no objection."
For him anyway.
He doesn't need the intermediate formation flag now.
It doesn’t matter if there are a few less sets.
Upon hearing this, the man looked at Qin Lang with disdain.
"I want all ten sets! Get out of here!"
As he spoke, he made some hand gestures.
On his fist, there was a layer of spiritual light covering it.
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