"There are a lot of people who hate me, how old are you?!" A faint sneer appeared on Ye Chu's face, and he interrupted Yan Nanfei's declaration of the enemy with some disdain, although Qin Tianqing had a killing intent towards herself for some reason, but this also instantly improved her opponent's style I don't know how much, since there is a god transformation overhaul who wants to kill her and then quickly in front of her, what can it be regarded as a mere Jindan cultivator's annoyance, but it is just a drizzle, but he still has so much nonsense, he really has no self-knowledge!

Seeing that Yan Nanfei still had the meaning of chirping crooked ink, Ye Chu's brows furrowed slightly, his feet stepped slightly, and his body shot out like an arrow from the string, and the snowy sword light pierced the sky, mixed with the sharp sound of breaking the air was her cold and indifferent, no undulating tone, "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!" ”

"You're dead!" Yan Nanfei clenched the short sword in his hand, the green tendons on his forehead jumped out, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a tyrannical killing intent suddenly diffused from his body, his feet smashed the ground fiercely, he rose up, the sword qi burst out, tearing the air around him, and the short sword in his hand danced with the sword light of the debut, and went straight to the blood-colored figure that followed the Xueliang sword light.

The distance between the two quickly narrowed, looking at Ye Chu not retreating or pressing, a sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Nanfei's mouth, his eyes became more and more ruthless, his hands suddenly closed, holding the short sword tightly, those bursts of sword light burst out, and they merged together in an instant, the long sword that was bright and bright and almost materialized, with the speed of thunder, with a momentum that could not be avoided. Brantly slammed into the blood-colored figure that shot at him.

The long giant sword flashed with a dazzling cold light, and the fine sword qi that lingered on it tore through the air around it like a sharp dagger.

"Bell!" The fierce long sword collided with the long sword in Ye Chu's hand, the sound of gold and iron resonating followed by the splashing sparks, Yan Nanfei looked at Ye Chu who was deadlocked with her, Heshi's hands quickly separated, his left hand was raised violently, his five fingers were tightened into a fist, and he smashed it into Ye Chu's face. "Bang!" A dull pop sounded, and a white streamer slammed through. Ye Chu's white and slender palm poked out like lightning. Blocking the route of the fierce fist, the moment the palm and fist touched, the strong wind stirred out, and the air was filled with ripples. Ripple away. "Bell! Clang! Clang! "The sound of gold and iron resonating continues. The two swords are exchanged continuously. Mars burst into flames. "Bang! Bang! Bang! The fists and feet collided, and the two people dragged out the remnants of the Dao Dao, staggered together. The battle was a mess.

"Bang!" The violent collision sound resounded, and several afterimages that were staggered into a mass quickly dissipated, and the two figures, one green and one red, suddenly separated.

After taking two steps back, Yan Nanfei's somewhat shaky body was firmly nailed, sweat was gurgling out of his forehead, his clothes were scattered, his chest was slightly heaving rapidly, and his wheezing voice was a little short. His overexerted arms trembled slightly, driving his wide sleeves to tremble slightly even when there was no wind. The cold gaze was fixed on Ye Chu's body, and Yan Nanfei's tyrannical aura calmed down in an instant, turning into a cold and calm killing intent.

With his arm as immovable as a rock, Ye Chu's condition was much better. Although the forehead was also covered with a thin layer of sweat, it was still indifferent, a pair of dark eyes with lacquer were as deep as a quiet pool, calm and waveless, and the thin red lips were gently pursed, with a faint smile.

Ye Chu obviously didn't suffer a loss, and he also had a slight upper hand, Fang Ye's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, the corners of his mouth showed a little smile, his eyes were full of expectation, after the two exchanged hands, he only reacted to Yan Nantian's viciousness, if Ye Chu was defeated, not only would he have to put on an arm, but they would also have to do it themselves, and if Ye Chu won, he would not have any loss, he could pat his ass and leave, then there was such a good thing?! Fang Ye's heart was naturally expecting Ye Chu to teach him a hard lesson.

Seeing that Ye Chu's condition was obviously much better than his own, the smile on the corner of Yan Nanfei's mouth that had been distorted and hideous not only restored his old view, but was a little more gentle, and straightened out the cuffs that had been broken into strips of cloth, in addition to the cold and cold under his eyes, he looked like a gentleman with a personable demeanor, and said softly, "I didn't expect that my junior sister actually has such a cultivation, I trusted it, after that, I can't show mercy to my subordinates anymore, and I hope that my junior sister won't be weird." ”

Touching his shriveled belly, Ye Chu slowly raised his head, looked at the smiling young man, pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white white teeth flashing with cold light, and smiled sadly, "Long-winded!" Whoever shows mercy is the grandson! ”

Choked by Ye Chu's strange tone, Yan Nanfei silently withdrew what he wanted to say, closed his mouth, and calmed down.

The sword qi ran all over the body, Yan Nanfei's legs suddenly exerted force, and slammed on the bluestone ground, his body rose into the sky like a cannonball, his fingers tightened, and the bright red flames of the stars condensed on the short sword in his hand, beating endlessly, and in an instant, the surrounding air stirred, twisted, and the fire jumped on the short sword, and with the injection of his sword qi, it gradually became a large flame, which entered his cold eyes, and the sword fell in his hand, and the overwhelming flames burned up the surrounding air. Like a raging fire dragon, roaring angrily, it burst towards Ye Chu, with the fury and ruthlessness of burning the Eight Desolations.

Ye Chu looked at the fire dragon that was galloping and getting bigger and bigger in her pupils, raised her feet lightly and walked slowly, as if she was strolling leisurely, without the slightest intention of avoiding its edge. The long sword in his hand shook a little casually, but the sharp sword yuan appeared surgingly, Ye Chu's feet stepped lightly, and there were countless breezes around his body that haunted happily, like a breeze, Ye Chu's figure met the attacking fire dragon.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! A series of sounds like bubbles bursting sounded, Ye Chu's wrist flipped and pointed out one after another on the body of the fire dragon, the heavy squeezing force between heaven and earth dissipated in an instant, and the fire dragon with teeth and claws was like a candle in the wind, crumbling and about to be extinguished.

"Poof!" Ye Chu's figure suddenly passed through the afterimage of the fire dragon, and appeared in front of Yan Nanfei like a ghost, the fingers of his left hand rose together, and the white sword fingers fell straight down.

"Click!" With the soft sound of bones breaking, columns of blood splattered wildly, and blood dripped straight down...... (To be continued......)