"Faxiang Zen Master?"

Yan Li was stunned, Xuanjue had a piercing edge on the top of his head, he didn't think about it, he stretched out his hand and pulled it back, and at the same time as Xuanjun came out of the sheath, he slashed a sharp object, and there was a trembling sound of the sword, the air was visibly shaken away by the naked eye, and the withered bamboo around him rattled, shaking off more dead leaves.

Yan Li hadn't gone to see people yet, and there were doubts in his mind: the scorching sun in July was like fire, but this bamboo forest was withered.

Then I looked at it fixedly, and saw that the owner of the sword on the opposite side was a woman in her early twenties who was extraordinarily bright, wearing a water-colored silk shirt, her muscles were as white as snow, and her figure was slender;

"Who are you?" Yan Li didn't recognize the woman in front of him, "How can you recognize me?"

"I'm Xiao Shiling," the woman said proudly, "The first heir of the Xiao Sect! You thief, you dare to kill people in my territory, who gave you the guts!"

"You are Xiao Shiling?" Yan Li said in disbelief.

"Hmph, what do you mean!" Xiao Shiling's face became ugly.

Sure enough, Yan Li couldn't help laughing: "The woman who confessed to Yan Shiyi, you are still the first, and your courage is commendable." ”

"You!" Xiao Shiling's pretty face turned pale, and the vitality infused on the sword suddenly poured out.

Yan Li's wrist shook, he involuntarily took two steps back, squinted his eyes slightly, and said: "Flying Waterfall Divine Flow, there is some heat, but with the strength of your second-grade martial artist, you can't fully exert it, so you are not my opponent." ”

Xiao Shiling laughed angrily: "Okay! Grandma is about to rectify the Tianjiao list, and she just happened to clean up you, the murderer!" The gods flowed to the bottom, and the mist-like waterfall lay behind her, and the withered bamboos in a radius of dozens of feet were shattered.

It was on the verge of breaking out here, but it was said that there was still a person hiding in the secret, it was Dewey, who was ordered by Wang Yuanlang to come to monitor.

Dewey's hiding place was clever, on the back side of the hill, so he could see the people in the bamboo forest, but the people in the bamboo forest couldn't see him.

When Xiao Shiling appeared, he was really startled. This aunt is also known for her arrogance in Yongling. She was originally also a student of the academy, but after passing the internal examination, she refused to enter the inner courtyard on the grounds that her teaching strength was too weak, and returned to Youzhou by herself. Since ancient times, only the seowon has rejected others, and it has never been rejected. If it weren't for Old Lady Xiao's sake, the academy would have sent someone to arrest her a long time ago.

When he heard that the old monk was the Faxiang Zen master, he was taken aback, and immediately understood Wang Yuanlang's intentions.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, he couldn't help but secretly think: Isn't there a ready-made scapegoat in front of him? Moreover, the general and this person have an endless grudge, and if it can be done, the position of the Tiger School will definitely be appropriate.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he quietly dived away and went straight to the mansion.

At this time, Wang Yuanlang was in the public court, listening to the testimony of eyewitnesses, including Zhang Genshui, the assassin of Youzhou, and Pranyo Futu and his party. Lian Hai Changjin and Liu Chengfeng were ordered not only to protect the Buddha Map, but also to assist her in finding out the truth about the annihilation.

Wang Yuanlang was proud in his heart, and felt that Ji Tiansheng still valued him more, so when Dewey broke into the court and ruined his mood, he was furious: "Dewey, to despise the court is to despise Ben Qincha, this place is what you say you can break into?"

"Yes, it's Miss Xiao......"

"Which Miss Xiao?"

"Miss Siu Shiling......"

Wang Yuanlang smiled angrily and said, "What's wrong with her?"

Dewey took a deep breath and said, "Faxiang Zen Master was found dead outside the city, Miss Xiao is pestering the murderer, you guys go quickly!"

"What did you say?" Wang Yuanlang heard the word "Faxiang", and his nerves became very sensitive.

"What is the murderer...... Even Hai Chang didn't finish his words today, and the Buddha had already rushed out, and Koharu hurriedly chased him out. Liu Chengfeng frowned and chased out.

Lian Hai Changjin reluctantly turned to Zhang Genshui and said, "Lord Thorn Shi, please transfer some government soldiers, just in case." After saying that, he chased him out.

Zhang Genshui also had this intention, turned to Wang Yuanlang and said, "Lord Qincha will take the first step, and the lower officials will arrive later." ”

As soon as the court was empty, Wang Yuanlang quickly walked to the bottom of the hall, glared at Dewey and said coldly: "What's the matter with you? I didn't tell you, just watch, what are you advocating without permission?"

Dewey looked left and right and said in a low voice, "My lord, Yan Li has come to Youzhou." ”

"What? Where is he?"

"Just outside the city. I don't know what's going on, the old man's blood has been warm since the morning, just like when he just died, when Yan Li checked the body, he was bumped into by Xiao Shiling, so he decided that he was the murderer and fought with him. ”

Wang Yuanlang's eyes lit up, and he said, "Your hand is very wonderful!"

Dewey modestly said: "It is all the credit of the general's usual teachings." ”

"Haha, that's good. Wang Yuanlang patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, go and see how the thief responds." ”

……

The Waterfall Divine Flow Sword Technique, in Yan Li's eyes, is a very good sword technique, even if it is not much better than the Tibetan Sword Technique. Its sword momentum is natural, without the slightest trace of carving, simple like an old man who hides a deep learning, easily does not move, once he does it, it is thunderous, that kind of otherworldly charm, gave him a deep impression. It's a pity that the peerless school is also picky, and Xiao Shiling is obviously still a little hot, and she can't give him the first impression at all.

"It's a pity, I regret killing Xiao Sibai a little. Yan Li shook his head.

"He's not from the Xiao family, don't show him in front of me!" Xiao Shiling shouted angrily, the faint mist condensed into the shadow of the waterfall, and sure enough, there was no such supernatural domineering when Xiao Sibai came.

"Let me tell you why you weren't selected for the Heavenly Pride List. "Yan Li returned Xuanjun to the sheath. With his hands clenched, he flashed away from the cliff, and the sword body shook violently, and together with the scabbard, his figure immediately disappeared.

Qinglian two styles, which are applied to the scabbard, have a slightly worse effect. Xiao Shiling sneered and said, "The eleventh place on the Tianjiao list, is that what can I do?" Her wrist turned, the sword danced like a flower, and the divine flow was like a flying dragon in the sky, making the sword qi like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and the dry forest with a radius of dozens of zhang was full of holes in an instant.

The move is very powerful, but if you can't hit someone, no matter how powerful it is, it's just good-looking.

Yan Li's speed was not fast, and he was in mid-air, but those sword qi swept past him as if he couldn't see him. He pressed his sword on his waist in the air, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "With all due respect, your whole body is full of flaws." ”

Xiao Shiling's face was pale, and she had to admit that Yan Li had indeed seen through her sword path in order to hide so calmly. She stepped back again and again, and said, "Don't forget, my Xiaomen still has a sword mastery, even if it's you, don't try to break my method!"

Edgeworth's mastery is not the legendary means of telepathy, but a defensive method based on sword moves.

Xiao Shiling inserted the sword into the soil, raised her sword fingers with both hands, and pointed at the sword weapon, and countless sword shadows swirled back and forth from the sword body, intertwining into a sword net around her.

"At the beginning, even Li Yixiu couldn't break my move," she said proudly, "There are people in the world who can break it, but it's not you Yan Li!"

"Yes. Yan Li landed gently, but did not make a move, at the moment of landing, the sword body shook again, and even the scabbard also moved, this time there was an unusual muffled sound, and the figure flashed again. The sound seemed to explode directly into Xiao Shiling's eardrums, making her suspicious, and releasing more vitality, urging the sword net to become more and more dense.

"Thief, what the hell are you doing!" Xiao Shiling couldn't stand the mental pressure and scolded.

Choke!

However, what greeted her was Qingyue Wushuang's sword groan, a very slow body style, but the sword was like a lightning flint, drawing a deep cold sword light between the lightning and flint.

Bang!

The sword net, intertwined by sword shadows, collapsed in an instant, and scattered like a broken mirror.

At this time, Yan Li's shadow that had stayed in place slowly dissipated, and his true body had already arrived behind Xiao Shiling.

Xiao Shiling snorted, her face was as pale as paper, and she slowly knelt down.

Yan Li defeated a second-grade martial artist, but he just slowly exhaled a turbid breath, which was completely different from the past, every time he defeated a strong enemy, he would fall into a situation where he could not move. This is because of the other wonderful use of the Tibetan Sword Technique he newly researched, that is, to run the Qinglian Second Style, and then use the Tibetan Sword Technique to absorb the power of vibration;

He hasn't come up with a name for this move yet, so let's call it Zangfeng.

Xiao Shiling's beautiful eyes were full of disbelief, and she turned her head and glared at Yan Li: "Thief, what evil method did you use!"

Yan Li had the intention to kill her majesty, laughed, put the cliff against her neck, and said: "The move is dead, the person is alive, if you can't understand this truth, you will always be a sword slave." ”

"Stop!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout from outside the forest, and the wind in the forest was raging, and a man in ink rushed over like a fly, and pushed out his palm towards Yanli.

But I saw a black tornado "whining" biting over.

Yan Li suddenly dodged to the side, but before he could stand still, the black tornado turned and chased after him. This time he couldn't hide anymore, Yan Li had to turn around and use the cliff to block.

Boom!

The strong force shook him back again and again, and his eyes were cold: "Who are you?"

The person who came shouted: "Liu Chengfeng, Weiwei Sihu School, you are so bold, you dare to kill the Faxiang Zen Master, and you don't report your name quickly!"

Yan Li was about to speak, but his heart suddenly moved, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that the floating map was also rushing over.

She swept past Yan Li and stopped three feet away from the old monk's corpse, even if she couldn't see it, she could sense the residual temperature of the decaying aura.

She knelt down with tears in her eyes: "Master, Futu doesn't understand." ”

Yan Li said in surprise: "He is really the Fa Xiang?"

With deep grief, Pranya Futu turned to Yan Li and asked, "Why did you kill my master, did I never live with you?"