Fortunately, it was night at this time, and no matter how bright the lights were, the slight red tide on Shao Heng's face could not be seen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yu ...... Shangguan girl ...... "Shao Heng almost called the wrong place, it's not just the two of them here, so naturally they can only call Xiao Yu's pseudonym."

If it was before, Xiao Yu would definitely laugh at him, but at this time, she knew Shao Heng's intentions, but she restrained her temper and did not speak. She thought she should go back just as she didn't know.

Shao Heng saw that she was about to turn around without speaking, and for no reason in his heart, he had a little courage and took a few steps forward to stop her. He stared at her pretty face, which looked particularly sparkling in the lamplight, and suddenly said, "My mind, does it make you very distressed?"

Xiao Yu raised his head in surprise when he heard this, and lowered his eyes again, as if he had thought about it carefully, and seemed to acquiesce.

Shao Heng's heart ached, and when he was about to speak, Xiao Yu replied to him: "No, it's not." It's a blessing to be genuinely liked. It's just me who is distressed, not because of you. ”

Xiao Yu suddenly looked up at him, his bright eyes were like the brightest stars in the sky in the night, flashing with a brilliance that Shao Heng couldn't guess...... Good ...... Think about it......"

Shao Heng looked at her in a daze, Xiao Yu was not as lively and playful as before these days, and the whole person was a lot quieter, and only occasionally flashed a few traces of flying expression. He looked at her, something flashed in his heart, and he couldn't grasp it.

Xiao Yu's eyes have always been beautiful.

Her countenance is graceful and elegant, and when she is quiet, she is as holy as a snow-capped mountain. But those eyes were extraordinary, and the sparkling eyes gradually captured Shao Heng's heart.

At this time, she stared at herself like this, like a lost child.

Shao Heng softened his voice and said seriously and surely: "Okay." You think slowly, if there is no result, I don't care. ”

Xiao Yu's delicate body shook slightly, her eyes flashed with confusion, and her expression was a little well-behaved. The top of her head only reached Shao Heng's chin, looking up at herself slightly, Shao Heng couldn't help but touch the hair on the top of her head, the hair was very thin and soft and smooth.

Shao Heng somehow remembered that his father's nurse Cui Mama once said to himself: "People with soft hair are also very soft." ”

Xiao Yu didn't react at first, but when he realized that Shao Heng was actually breaking ground above his head, his apricot eyes were big and round, and his expression was a little accusatory, and he took a few steps back very quickly.

Shao Heng was a little stunned, and was about to say something, when he saw Xiao Yu's expression with a little teeth and claws, tilted his ears slightly, and then glared at Shao Heng, and ran back to his yard.

Sure enough, a group of people poured into Du Yu's courtyard.

Led by Li Fengtai, Uncle Li and Zheng Ying, who went to the night banquet, followed by Zhou Zi'an and others who didn't dare to breathe.

For some reason, Li Fengtai's face was extremely bad, with a little annoyance, even Zheng Ying's face was very unsightly.

Li Fengtai saw Shao Heng standing alone in the courtyard, and eased slightly, but his tone was still very stern, and he said to Zhou Zi'an: "What are you doing standing stupidly, don't you go back to the room?"

Ignoring the others, he entered the house by himself, with the wind of hunting between his robes and robes, and obviously still had residual anger.

Seeing that all the disciples were a little at a loss, Zheng Ying sighed slightly, and said to the disciples who had been reprimanded in vain: "It's none of your business, go back and rest well and recuperate." ”

Zhou Zi'an and the others naturally went back to their rooms as if they had been amnestied.

Zheng Ying couldn't help but feel a little strange when she saw that Shao Heng was still in place. He had a good impression of Shao Heng, and said in a gentle tone: "What else do you have?"

"Senior Brother Zheng, did something happen at the dinner?"

Zheng Ying is a registered disciple of the condensation period, but his status in the outer sect is not low, and his qualifications are high. When most of the inner disciples saw him, they would respectfully call him "senior brother".

Zheng Ying only smiled faintly when he heard this: "It's okay, you have a good rest today, and tomorrow I need you to win glory for me." ”

After that, Zheng Ying turned around and left, but instead of going back to his room, he entered Li Fengtai's room.

Shao Heng returned to the room and thought for a while, thinking that he was only afraid that during the banquet in the evening, there were other sects that said something in front of Senior Uncle Li, so he would be so angry.

"I thought that this Dan meeting was just to be there to congratulate, but I didn't expect that there was a hidden edge, and tomorrow's competition was only afraid that it would not be a game or two as previously said, and it seemed that it would be a good one. ”

Shao Heng took off the Tianji sword behind his back, held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and gently stroked the ancient lines on the sword with his fingers with the other, and smiled indifferently: "It seems that tomorrow is the time for you to appear." ”

As soon as these words came out, there seemed to be a clear sound in the Heavenly Machine Sword in the palm of his hand, as if he was happy.

On the other side, Zheng Ying saw that Li Fengtai's face was still sinking like water, so he bowed and sat down and said: "Senior uncle, why bother, that Yuxu Mountain has always had a gap with our sect, and Song Zhengqi is the junior brother of the person who entered the Demon Dao back then, and he doesn't have a good face for us." Why should Uncle Shi care about what he says?"

Li Fengtai said: "That person fell into the devil's way, it is not a pity to die, if it wasn't for Senior Brother Qingyan's action back then, I don't know how many innocent people would have died, even if he saw it in Yuxu Mountain, he would have to kill his relatives righteously." It's just that they don't thank Senior Brother, Senior Brother Qingyan was framed by the people of Wanfamen, and several people in Yuxu Mountain were nearby at that time, if they hadn't stood by and watched back then!" Speaking of this, Li Fengtai slapped the table in his hand, and shook the tea bowl upside down, with a trace of hatred on his face: "Although Wanfamen was a murderer back then, it was not completely unrelated to Yuxu Mountain. For the sake of the battle of swordsmanship, they actually took care of their colleagues in vain and let the demon sect do it, where are they worthy of being the famous family of the righteous path?"

"Uncle Shi said carefully! Yuxu Mountain is a major sect of Xuanmen, which has been inherited for thousands of years, and will never be in the same stream as the Demon Dao. What happened back then...... In the matter of that year, Xuanyi Zhenren, the head of Yuxu Mountain, personally went to Weishan to explain the ins and outs of the matter with the real person in charge, and the matter was over. Zheng Ying's face changed and he said busily.

Li Fengtai was silent by default, for a long time, and sneered: "Listening to Song Yingqi's words today, I think that he has accepted another swordsmanship genius in Yuxu Mountain, and he actually said that he wants to compete with Yuan Xi's nephew, and I don't know what kind of cultivation it is?

"Senior Brother Shen is really talented, every time I see him, I feel that I have really grown all these years. Zheng Ying suddenly sighed: "Shenzhou is vast and boundless, and there are many talented people in the world, and geniuses will naturally not be alone." I have a small number of people and the other two mountains and call them 'three mountains', but the rest of the sects are not general. I'm afraid it's time for these young people to become famous all over the world......"

Zheng Ying said this, but he was also a little worried about tomorrow's competition, otherwise he would not have mentioned Shen Yuanxi.

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At this time, Shen Yuanxi, who was being worried about Li Fengtai and Zheng Ying, was not easy. He was originally plump and handsome, but at the moment he was covered in mud, and his hair was a little scattered, moving rapidly in the mountains and forests like a dragonfly dotting water.

In the night, Shen Yuanxi's thin lips were pursed, his eyes were solemn, and he was obviously a little anxious. He held the Yanyang Immortal Sword tightly in his hand, and the sword was in the sheath, without light and luxury. His whole body seemed to melt into the night, like a gray arrow.

Obviously, he seemed to be anxious to rush somewhere, but for some reason, Shen Yuanxi never made a sword. Moreover, the true qi in his body was surging, and the qi seemed to be moving statically, as if he would draw his sword out of the sheath at any time.

Suddenly, Shen Yuanxi's ears moved, and the whole person suddenly shifted to the right, and in the process, his right hand slapped the right tree trunk, and he took three steps back again with his strength.

Before he could make up his steps, he saw that the place where he was standing and the trunk of the tree exploded, and the dirt and wood pieces flew and scattered like meteors! The Yanyang Immortal Sword in Shen Yuanxi's hand rushed out of the scabbard and lay across his chest, and sure enough, with a "ping" sound, a huge force came from the sword body, making him involuntarily take a few steps back again.

The dust gradually subsided, and out of the dark curtain came a black-robed man, without a trace of expression on his face, and his skin was as pale as snow, like a silent dead man.

Shen Yuanxi saw that he had been found by the other party, and knew that he couldn't be good tonight, so he simply stopped retreating, and the true qi in his body was like the wind hunting, and the Yanyang Immortal Sword in his hand was full of white brilliance, like a round of sun in the night.

"Yanyang Immortal Sword, it is rumored that there is a young swordsmanship master in Cunwei Mountain, I think you are the famous Shen Yuanxi?" The black-robed man's lips moved slightly, and his voice was as sharp as a ghost crying, "I didn't expect that the high-ranking disciple of Cunwei Mountain would also do this eavesdropping, but it was an eye-opener." ”

"I didn't expect that the three sects of the Demon Dao would dare to ignore the Righteous Demon Convention back then, and join forces to openly cross Yunmeng Daze. Shen Yuanxi smiled indifferently, his expression was sparse, and he was not afraid of the other party's cultivation being higher than his own.

"Quack!" the black-robed man's laughter was very ugly, "Since you sent it to the door yourself, don't blame the old man for being ruthless." Can kill a genius who has a small future......" Before the man's words fell, his voice stopped abruptly, and there was still no expression on his pale face, but a look of extreme surprise flashed in his eyes.

I saw the immortal sword in Shen Yuanxi's hand suddenly move, and the sword qi shot out, dividing into four sword qi and exploding around the black-robed man.

"Sword light clutch!"

What are you kidding? The sword light clutch technique is a secret sword technique that can only be performed in the Jindan period, and he, a disciple of Shen Yuanxi, a disciple of the late stage of the Zhuyuan Dynasty, actually used such a sword technique! The black-robed man was shocked from the bottom of his heart, but the appearance of this technique was more shocking than afraid to him.

Immediately snorted coldly, the black robe of his whole body bulged, like a balloon, and two pale flames ignited in his hands, shooting out a hundred flames. It is the magic of the Ten Thousand Laws Gate - the Flame Palm!

Wherever the wind passed, a pale flame like a ghost ignited, burning everything up. And with his right hand, the man in black took out a three-edged shuttle that was as black as ink, and flew out of his palm with a scream, shooting directly at Shen Yuanxi!

The three-edged shuttle brought up the wind to stir, and the flame palm carried the cold wind.

Shen Yuanxi saw the other party make a move, but he didn't panic, a pair of phoenix eyes shone in the night and sword light, the momentum on his body was rising, and the sword light of the Yanyang Immortal Sword was bright and extinguished.

I only heard him silently chanting: "The god monarch rules, wards off evil spirits and slays demons!"

As soon as the word "broken" came out, I saw that the Yanyang Immortal Sword was shining brightly, breaking through the wind like a scorching sun, crashing into the dark three-edged shuttle, and even those pale flames retreated!

The black-robed man's three-edged shuttle was knocked away, and before he had time to feel heartache, he was already suppressed by the power of this sword, and shouted in his heart: "Demon Seven Styles!

Before the appearance of Cunwei Mountain, the two realms of righteousness and demons fought endlessly in Shenzhou, until Cunwei real people were born, slaying demons and demons, and almost single-handedly almost killed the high-level of the demon path. Among them, the most terrifying thing for people in the Demon Dao is the Seven Moves Sword Technique, known as the "Seven Styles of Demon Swinging".

This sword technique has very high requirements for those who practice swords, and their mind, talent, and perseverance are indispensable, and they all need to be superior.

Shen Yuanxi's previous method of splitting the light had already shocked him, and as soon as the "Seven Demon Styles" came out, the black-robed man made up his mind to kill him here!

Immediately, his eyes became darker and darker, his face became more and more terrifying like a demon, and the demonic energy swept through his body, and his subordinates did not spare half of their hands!

Shen Yuanxi's eyes were calm, and he moved left and right in the demonic qi wind, and he didn't see half a bit of effort, and the sword qi shot out on the surrounding trees, and the sawdust fell one after another, flying like snowflakes in winter.

The silent mountains and forests were like earthquakes, and the qi engines of the two collided together, and the air seemed to ripple layer by layer. Shen Yuanxi snorted slightly, the fairy sword in his hand was held tighter, there seemed to be a trace of blood between the thin lips that were pursed into a line, his lips opened slightly, and he coldly spit out a few words: "Three swinging ghosts are frightened!"

The dark mountain forest suddenly emitted a sky-high white light, like a sharp sword soaring straight into the sky, cutting through the sky, startling countless sleeping birds and birds, flapping their wings and flying towards a safe place in the distance.