Lan Zhi caught up with him in an instant.

Just like he had played with them before, she stopped steadily just an inch away from his flying sword and challenged him: "That's it?"

She stood facing the wind, her long ink-like hair flying back, revealing her dusty eyebrows, and a gentle smile on her lips, as if she had fallen from the sky and was unstained by the world.

The young man suddenly blushed.

Lan Zhi didn't notice. After provoking her, she turned around and walked away slowly.

The young man thought he was just underestimating the enemy and refused to admit defeat: "Let's do it again!"

Lan Zhi said without looking back: "Come."

The young man stepped heavily on his feet, and the flying sword let out a sharp whistle and rushed towards Lan Zhi at an extremely fast speed.

That gesture seemed like they were going to die together.

Lan Zhi didn't move, until the moment when the flying sword was about to hit Xingyuan, she made a light jump, and Xingyuan flew up, just to make way for him when he arrived.

The young man sprinted out smoothly.

However, Lanzhi was faster.

When the star element flew up, Lan Zhi stepped on it easily, returned to the star element, and at the same time activated——

call out!

The young man only rushed less than 300 meters, and Lan Zhi flew past him lightly.

The young man turned his head anxiously and saw Lan Zhi's figure flashing past.

The monk's eyesight was excellent, and her light figure, flowing hair, and beautiful face were all reflected in his eyes in an instant.

He could even clearly see her distinct eyelashes lifted neatly when she raised her eyes to look into the distance, and her glass-like eyes bloomed with dazzling light.

It's so bright that it's almost scorching.

The young man was not as dazed as ordinary monks. On the contrary, his fighting spirit was aroused and his mind was focused like never before.

Lan Zhichong.

He rushed too.

Lan Zhi rushed out a thousand meters away like chasing light and jumped up again. He flipped three hundred and sixty degrees and then landed lightly back on the star. Seeing that the young man had not caught up, he stepped on the star to catch up.

He rushed forward again in the direction the young man was chasing.

The young man was chasing forward at a high speed. Unexpectedly, she suddenly rushed back at an even faster speed. He had no time to stop. Seeing that the two of them were about to collide, he was about to forcefully turn to the side, when Lan Zhi suddenly

She had easily passed over his head, and with a light slip under her feet, she returned to Chang Lize's side.

The flying hair fell back gracefully. Her face was neither red nor out of breath. She seemed to have just returned from a walk. She smiled at Feng Lichi and said, "I agree."

youth:"!"

Everyone who witnessed all this said: "?!"

As the eldest brother of Jianxiu Pavilion, the young man is the best in swordsmanship in Pinglanxingyuan, but he can't even catch up with his back. This is too tragic.

They thought they met a rookie, but turned out to be a king!

They like to tease beauties, but they worship the strong even more.

When they looked at Lan Zhi again, they no longer looked at the beauty in their eyes.

Their eyes were full of respect for the strong.

Youth is still victorious.

He put away the scornful expression on his face and saluted Lan Zhi with his arms folded with a snap: "Sword repair pavilion Feng Lichi."

The corners of Lan Zhi's lips curved slightly: "Lan Zhi."

Feng Lichi: "???"

Everyone: "???"

They looked up and down, left and right, but they couldn't connect the dirty and smelly girl in Yaoxiuge Square with the elegant girl in front of them.

The difference is huge!

Lan Zhi faced a group of arrogant monks with an unfazed expression: "Is there any problem?"
Chapter completed!