"No wonder!" The man who was suddenly interested finally showed a slight smile on his face. Eight? One? Middle? Wenwang ≤≈=.≥8=1≈Z≤≈.=COM If anyone knew his identity, they would be surprised by this smile.

"You should be in the Grandmaster Realm now, right? At such a young age, wouldn't it be a pity if he died young? I owed an old friend a favor back then, and I want to pay it back today. Only one person is left, and the rest lives or dies. ”

The man who was very patient said softly to Ye Xiaofang. From beginning to end, he didn't go to the sword in Ye Xiaofang's hand, and he 'disdained' to look at it.

"I don't understand the sophistication of human feelings! But my man said to me: Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away. Tens of thousands of miles away, he has to go to the past to complete this sentence, I marry a chicken and a dog and a dog, there is no reason for them to let them go after being bullied at the door. I heard you're an ascetic? At the age of forty, he 'entered the sect', and at the age of fifty, he was already like a master. ”

After listening to Ye Xiaofang's words, the man smiled and nodded.

The man said, "I have to thank your grandfather, who didn't understand anything at the age of thirty." At that time, I asked him, and although he only gave me four words, I benefited from it for 20 years - a late bloomer. I am very grateful to him and have shown him to be a mentor, but of course he has not acknowledged it. But I've always thought so. Doll, you are just a great grandmaster, there is a gap with me. ”

"Then can you show up and tell me where the gap is?" Ye Xiaofang's 'stubborn' answer was once again exchanged for a man's indifferent smile.

"The Ye family is so upright. Doll I've been here for almost five minutes and there won't be a sixth minute. Are you sure you're standing in my way? ”

The man issued a final warrant.

"Since entering the sect, I have never used a sword with all my might. I hope that the seniors will teach you! When she said this, Ye Xiaofang bowed her hand.

And the man who slowly raised his arms also made the sand and stones around him rise.

"As long as I make a move, I will not show mercy. If you die, I'll kill myself in front of your grandfather. Just use that soft sword in your hand. I'll shoot in twenty seconds, and if you can hold on for a quarter of an hour without dying, I'll turn around and leave. ”

"Please ......"

The man's word 'please' fell, and the rain stopped abruptly in the area where the two were located. The originally wet ground, clothes, and tips instantly became dry.

A scorching breath slammed towards Ye Xiaofang.

The temperature continued to rise, and in just a moment, the rain on Ye Xiaofang's forehead was steamed, and it was covered with hot sweat. The man did not move first, which tended to be a sign of respect for the Ye family.

But the man had to move again, because he knew that the woman in front of him was delaying his time.

"Cover the sun. ......"

Accompanied by the old man's singing, Ye Xiaofang, who was in it, was even darker in front of her. But at the same time as the darkness, there was a cluster of strong light, reaching the atrium.

Restless......

Ye Xiaofang, who was drenched in sweat, and even his right hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword, was covered with sweat. She knew that the other person had put herself in his 'domain'.

In this field, he turned his hands into clouds and his hands into rain.

When the two are fighting, mood is the key. At this time, Ye Xiaofang was completely led by his nose. But even so, Ye Xiaofang didn't move. It's not that she's holding it, it's because she can't move. Once it moves, the mind is in chaos.

Ye Xiaofang, who no longer opened his eyes, or was trapped in the other party's domain, his eyes were always dark. But at this time, she closed her eyes tightly when she no longer resisted all this.

The darkness is still there, purple. The sun rises.

The breathing was no longer as rapid as at the beginning, and I followed the constantly jumping air flow around me, feeling their presence as much as possible.

One sand and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi!

Shaking grains of sand, branches and leaves exposed to strong light. Ye Xiaofang's world is gradually collapsing, and Bodhi under the branches and leaves is withering.

The two people, who were originally nearly 100 meters apart, instantly got closer to each other by less than ten meters. The man stood in front of Ye Xiaofang, standing in front of Ye Xiaofang with his eyes closed.

The sword is shaking, and the qi is withering. The breath that belongs to Ye Xiaofang is slowly disappearing in this field!

The man's raised rough palm slowly slapped towards Ye Xiaofang. At the same time as the arm fell, the ten meters between the two became close.

"Look at the mountains or the mountains, look at the water or the water. The scorching Gobi Desert is not only your 'territory', but also my realm. I saw the Crescent Spring, and I saw the Mingsha Mountain. I saw my Tao, I saw my Zen ......"

Just as the other party's palm was about to slap on Ye Xiaofang's forehead, the latter suddenly opened his eyes. The body that did not move at all slid backwards for dozens of meters in an instant.

Raised right arm, waving forward from behind.

"Qingdu Ziwei ......"

'......Boom'

The strong air currents blew away the scorching breath. In its place is the softness of the morning sun and the caress of the rising sun.

The man smiled, his smile was no longer indifferent, his smile was as bright as the sun!

"Teacher, the reason why you dialed me back then turned out to be 'fate here'."

When the man shouted these words, Ye Xiaofang's sword seemed to come as promised, stabbing at the man who was close at hand. The man still standing there still smiled.

The software mixed with the purple breath has become extremely strong. It pierced into his body, but it was like it was only his remnant.

'Boom ......'

Purple. The sun is not there, and the heat is not there. The drizzle, mixed with hail, smashed the tips of the two of them again.

The distance between the two is not as bad as it was at the beginning. The man standing there had a relieved smile on his face. If it weren't for the fact that the clothes on his chest were cut open, the duel just now would have been as if he had never been born.

Not far away, the muffled sound of motivation came from far to near, towards the two of them. The man who untied the long and repacked his bags turned around without further ado.

Follow the route he came from and keep stopping! Until he disappeared, Ye Xiaofang, who was on the ground with a soft sword, poured out a mouthful of blood with a 'poof'.

With her vomiting blood, the purple qi that was originally wrapped around the sword was gone. The overwhelmed soft sword could no longer support Ye Xiaofang's emaciated body. There is no support point, Ye Xiaofang, who is homeopathic to the end, seems to have been hollowed out.

Vaguely, she saw an off-road vehicle parked in front of her. The strong light illuminated her very uncomfortably.

The sound of the door closing is faintly visible. The hurried, panicked voice of his own man lingered in his ears.

"Xiao Fang ......"

smiled, Ye Xiaofang laughed again. Smile and close your eyes, no longer holding yourself up! Feeling hugged by Xiao Zhan, he used his last strength to put it on his broad chest.

It's very comfortable, and there is an indescribable sense of security.

A sandy slope thousands of kilometers away from the main battlefield. An old man with a crane face standing in the wind! When the raindrops and hailstones from the sky were about to hit him again, it was as if they were blocked by some kind of barrier.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes looked into the distance. When the man's 'domain' with Ye Xiaofang was fully opened, the old man closed his eyes tightly and felt the jumping airflow.

watched the man leave, and watched Xiao Zhan pick up Ye Xiaofang. The old man, who had not moved at all, turned around.

"One sand, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. Take the sunshine 'road', and see crape myrtle 'Zen'. Field Small Perfection...... Granddaughter, after pressing for so many years, a sword is paired with purple and yellow. The 'cause' planted by your parents back then has finally borne fruit in you. ”

"Old village chief, I really can't see through you when I have time! How did you know that Xiao Fang's life had this fruit? ”

Muttering to himself, each step was like crossing a sandy slope. When he stopped again, it was already ten miles away.

The old man, who suddenly stopped, slowly turned to look at the man with his luggage. The latter put down the package, bowed and said, "Teacher......"

"Are you really not going to leave?" The old man, who turned slightly, was facing the man.

The latter nodded with a relieved face and said, "I can't leave either." I know the teacher's bottom line, and when I was ready to return the favor of Char, I knew that I had touched the teacher's bottom line. Even if you don't come today, I will go to Womagang in person to 'take the guilt'." ”

The man said this with sincerity and even more respect.

"Is it worth it?"

"If you investigate whether it's worth it or not, you will only add trouble to yourself."

The old man who heard the man's words nodded in embarrassment!

"Thirty years of penance, twenty years of hardship, only ten years of cultivation once you enter the sect, another ten years you will definitely become a saint. Shaq, although you are not from my Huaxia, I have never admitted that there is such a student as you. But I've been watching what you've been through over the years. Why not wait? ”

When the old man said this, Shaq, who raised his head, was still hit in his face by raindrops.

"Teacher, I don't have to wait any longer."

As he said this, Shaq's right foot slowly raised, and then he stomped on the ground. With it as the center, a powerful air flow was formed, which instantly dispersed towards the surroundings.

'......Boom'

Flying sand and rocks......

The originally wet ground instantly dried up. And the old man standing opposite him, looking at each other with a smile, muttered, "Sanctification! ”

"Sanctification!" Slowly lowered his head, looked at Shaq at the old man in front of him, and replied in an accented tone.

"Indeed! Back then, the High Priest of the Holy See deduced that you had such a day. The old man replied with great relief.

"Teacher, in fact, you knew the purpose of my penance in China from the beginning."

The old man, who did not deny it, nodded slightly: "I know!" So, I have always refused to recognize you as my student. ”

"Then why didn't you strangle me in the beginning? Or just click on me? Shaq asked earnestly.

"Is this different from the beginning?" The old man's indifferent words were full of domineering that made people worship.

"I got it, teacher!" Shaq, who bowed again, remained religious.

But when he got up again, Shaq's eyes were no longer so calm, but replaced by heat.

"The seventeenth generation of the Holy See's red-clothed priest Shaq Weir, implore Mr. Ye to draw his sword."

"You deserve my sword! I have spent thirty years 'cultivating' such an 'imaginary opponent' for myself, and you are indeed worthy of my sword! ”

After saying this, the old man slowly raised his right arm and shouted towards the silent night sky: "The sword is coming......