"Buzz!"

As soon as Ye Chen's words came out, the white windbreaker on his body was windless, as if a gust of wind was blowing suddenly, and the Dragon Slaying Immortal Sword in his hand vibrated violently, making a crisp buzzing sound, and the sword body was even more flashing with a strange red light.

At this time, Ye Fei's eyes seemed to be a super master of independence in martial arts, standing there without anger and self-authority, and the aura formed made him unable to have any thoughts of resistance.

That night, Ye Fei gathered all the clansmen of the Ye family in the capital to sneak secretly and quietly left the grassland of northern Tibet.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged on the open-air balcony and spent a lonely night.

The next day, the sun rises in the east.

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't expect that the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in northern Tibet would suddenly be clear.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the beautiful scenery of the northern Tibetan grassland.

He took out his sword glove, shook it twice, and then poured it hard.

"Huh!" The Dragon Slaying Immortal Sword turned into a streamer of light and took the opportunity to rush into the Sword Cultivation Gourd.

As the Dragon Slaying Immortal Sword entered the Sword Cultivation Gourd, a child's appearance with a crimson body and crystal skin suddenly appeared inside.

As if sensing Ye Chen's gaze, the sword spirit immediately transformed into a dragon slaying immortal sword like a thief and lay quietly inside.

Ye Chen shook his head and sighed: "That's it, I need your help today, whatever you want." ”

As soon as Ye Chen's golden mouth opened, the sword spirit immediately let out an excited sound, completely like a drunkard lying on the edge of the wine pool.

……

Zhang Jing had already gotten up at four o'clock to dress up, in order to successfully attract the young sword immortal, she chose a bright red robe overnight, the robe was similar to the dress for the party, and it was put on her body to show her figure to the fullest.

Zhang Jing spun around in front of the mirror, looking at her perfect figure with satisfaction, and then she sat in front of the dresser again, took out cosmetics and continued to sketch, decorating the original delicate face as warm as He's Bi.

When she walked out of the hotel, she immediately became the focus of the crowd.

Zhang Jing didn't care about the greedy eyes that everyone put on her, but there was a kind of vanity lingering.

It's just that when she walked out a short distance, she saw a cold and plain figure appear on the street corner.

Just by the back, I knew that the woman in white in front of me was definitely a beautiful woman out of the dust.

Sure enough, as soon as the woman appeared, many warriors around her gave way to a way, and the woman in white was commonplace to enjoy everyone's surprised gaze.

Next to her was a man in a white robe, seven feet tall, with a handsome face, more handsome than those little fresh meat on the TV screen, many beautiful women saw him, their eyes were full of essence, but no one dared to come forward to say hello.

Just because the robes on their bodies represent their identity, they are the disciples of Kunlun Mountain.

Facing the woman who confided in his heart, the beautiful young man turned a blind eye, and his whole mind was on the woman in white.

"Senior Sister Xun'er, don't you want to take revenge on the treasure island, why bother in such a place

Waste of time. When he said this, his eyes were full of contempt.

Since leaving Kunlun Mountain and entering the world, Zhang Heng followed Lin Xun'er to Jiangnan City, saying that he wanted to meet one of her elders.

When he learned that Lin Xun'er's elder was just a Transformation Realm Grandmaster, he immediately looked extremely disdainful.

However, Lin Xun'er has great respect and respect for her elder, which invisibly makes Zhang Heng jealous, but when he looks for it in Jiangnan City, there is no trace of him at all, Lin Xun'er originally planned to leave and return to the Lin family on the treasure island to take revenge, and Zhang Heng also wanted to take this opportunity to capture her confidence.

Who knew that the forum of the Huaxia martial arts world suddenly broke out a young sword immortal, and when Lin Xun'er saw this picture, the whole person became restless, especially looking at the familiar back, it was completely like a different person.

Zhang Heng has been a martial artist in Kunlun Mountain for generations, and his father is an elder-level figure who holds great power, so after he pursued Lin Xun'er, the other disciples of Kunlun Mountain had to give up.

Seeing that Lin Xun'er got up early in the morning just to witness the duel between this young sword immortal and Ye Futian, the head of the hidden Ye family, Zhang Heng was even more depressed.

As a disciple of Kunlun Mountain, he naturally knew the top ten figures on the Heavenly List, and immediately dissuaded Lin Xun'er: "Senior Sister Xun'er, in your opinion, what kind of nineteen-year-old young sword immortal must be a group of boring people deliberately hyped up, nineteen-year-old half-step Dao realm powerhouse, hehehe, even if it was Shizun at the beginning, nineteen years old only condensed the realm and became a Dao Heavenly Master." ”

Speaking of this, seeing that Lin Xun'er's eyes were firm, and he was still walking in the direction of the hidden Ye family, Zhang Heng persuaded again: "Don't you know, this Ye Futian challenged Shizun back then, and Shizun felt the breath of a Dao realm powerhouse on him, and the knife in his hand is the legendary cold ice blade that has fallen, there is no doubt that he must have obtained the inheritance of the sword god, and now he has reached the half-step Dao realm, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. ”

"Zhang Heng, if you are not interested in watching the battle, you can rush back to Kunlun Mountain. Lin Xun'er said bluntly: "Moreover, you don't have to waste time on me, I, Lin Xun'er, will not be emotional in my life." ”

In her mind, Ye Chen's status is unshakable, and even the heavenly machine that teaches her is inferior to Ye Chen.

Hearing Zhang Heng say bad things about him, Lin Xun'er was naturally dissatisfied.

"Senior sister, I didn't mean that. Seeing Lin Xun'er angry, Zhang Heng immediately smiled awkwardly: "It's not that you're worried that you'll be deceived by others. ”

Zhang Heng saw that he was just saying a few words casually, Lin Xun'er's reaction was so intense, he hated that young sword immortal more and more, and secretly cursed in his heart: "Hmph, since you insist on going to see it, then I will let you go and watch how he died under Ye Futian's knife." ”

The appearance of Lin Xun'er and Zhang Heng made this battle of the century even more eye-catching, and no one expected that Kunlun Mountain, one of the three major martial arts holy places, had people come to watch the battle.

"Tsk, look

Coming to this battle between the powerhouses of the half-step realm has already caused a sensation in the entire Huaxia martial arts world, I didn't expect even the people from Kunlun Mountain to come. Ye Chunliang's father, Ye Xin, looked at the backs of Lin Xun'er and Zhang Heng in shock, and warned Ye Chunliang: "Chunliang, these two people wear white robes, only the true disciples of Kunlun Mountain are qualified to wear them, although they are young, their status in Kunlun Mountain is only high, not low, we must not offend." ”

"True Disciple!" Although Kunlun Mountain is mysterious, it is widely rumored in the martial arts world, and the true disciple can be said to be the hope of Kunlun Mountain in the future, as long as he gets the word True Transmission, he will definitely become a big man in Kunlun Mountain in the future.

The true disciples of Kunlun Mountain could count them in one slap, but they didn't expect that there would be two at a time, and they came to watch the battle between Ye Chen and Ye Futian, Ye Chunliang couldn't help but guess: "Could it be that Kunlun Mountain saw that he had already reached the half-step realm at the age of nineteen, and wanted to recruit him into Kunlun Mountain?"

As soon as this thought emerged, Ye Chunliang immediately became terrified, such a genius, if he got the support of Kunlun Mountain, not to mention the Ye family in northern Tibet where Ye Futian was located, I am afraid that the entire Huaxia martial arts world would not dare to provoke him easily.

After all, Ye Chen had such a demonic talent, and Kunlun Mountain's status in Huaxia was tantamount to the existence of a giant in the sky, and no one dared to challenge its status.

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Zhang Jing sighed, such a young genius martial artist, even Kunlun Mountain wanted to recruit him, and he had to get his favor for anything.

It was only when everyone appeared in the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa where Ye's house was located in northern Tibet that they found that luxury cars were everywhere around the villa, strong people gathered, and the passage into the ice lake was directly blocked.

Obviously, so many spectators have exceeded the scope of the Ye family's reception, and they are all powerful people with status and status who want to enter.

"This is someone from the Tang family in the southwest!" When a group of people were warmly received by the Ye family, the people around them sighed.

"The Southwest Tang family is so far away from northern Tibet, I didn't expect them to send people here, I heard earlier, the eldest young master of the Southwest Tang family is practicing in Kunlun Mountain, not long ago he entered the Jiangnan secret Tibet, and the thirteen powerhouses under his command who have attained the level of Dao Heavenly Master were all beheaded by a young man named Ye Chen. A well-informed martial artist commented.

"You said that a young man killed thirteen Dao Heavenly Masters?" Zhao Xuefei, who heard the news, showed a frightened expression, and immediately appeared in his mind Outside the black market trading venue, Ye Chen stabbed out with a sword, and all the eighteen warrior monks of the Putuo Sect died under his sword.

Thinking of this, fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhao Xuefei's forehead.

"Look at those guys in Taoist costumes. When several warriors dressed in Taoist uniforms and carrying peachwood swords on their backs appeared, it caused a sensation in the crowd again.

"I didn't expect that Longhu Mountain would also come!" Seeing this, Zhao Xuefei's muscles twitched, he never thought that he would actually see the warriors of Kunlun Mountain and Longhu Mountain at the same time, and they were all a group of people with extremely high status.

Immediately afterwards, in the midst of the hustle and bustle, Li Tiandu of the Qingcheng faction also appeared in the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa, the three major martial arts

The Holy Land appeared at the same time, making everyone look forward to this battle even more.

With so many martial artists pouring into northern Tibet, the Yin Shi Ye family was unable to receive it at all, so they could only limit the number of people who could enter, limiting each Dao Heavenly Master to only bring two people to enter.

The rest of the people are helpless, and it is worth taking a detour to climb the mountains around the glacial lake, waiting for the arrival of this great battle.

When the sun had completely climbed out of the horizon, the fog gradually dissipated in the glacial lake surrounded by mountains, and a barefoot, white-haired old man sat cross-legged, a long knife shining with purple cold light stuck beside him, looking like a fairy wind bone.

When the onlookers saw this figure, they were immediately impressed by the momentum emanating from him, and said in shock: "This is Ye Futian!"

More than an hour passed, but the arrival of Shao Jian Immortal was still missing, and the onlookers couldn't help but wonder if Ye Chen had escaped from the battle.

At this moment, Ye Futian, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the north of the ice lake.

Ye Futian got up, and the rest of the people got up one after another, and looked into the distance following his gaze, only to see a white streamer coming ethereally.

When the white streamer approached, revealing a cold figure, there was a sudden crowd of people.

"The Young Sword Immortal is here!"

(End of this chapter)( A Sword Flying Immortal .com )