There are many heroes on the street of the temple fair, Sui Yi is undoubtedly the most conspicuous one, she said to the rest of the people that greetings are not counted, and it is enough to glance at them, that is, she plans to enter the Lingyun Pavilion with Natasha and the others to prepare to watch the battle

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Wanwan's iconic graceful figure, plus Hou Xibai beside her, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Wanwan came over, not caring at all, these people were enough to defeat her easily, both in terms of numbers and comprehensive strength.

His gaze swept over the concubine, and finally landed on Sui Yi, his eyes were sad

Although she doesn't speak, this kind of woman probably has a look in her eyes that is worth a thousand words.

Kou Zhong himself is a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and he has also seen many beauties injected with Shang Xiufang, Shi Fei Xuan or Li Xiuning, but he can't bear the beauty of this kind of eyes that can hook people's souls, and secretly said that the meaning of this look is not true

Many people looked at Sui Yi.

Eh, I'm in debt, sir.

However, Wanwan really didn't say anything before she accepted her complaining eyes, nodded to the end, and then jumped into the Lingyun Pavilion.

Hou Xibai nodded and smiled at the concubine, and then followed.

Outside, Natasha said lazily: "So many of us can't scare her moths into the fire, either sure that someone is reluctant to hurt her, it's true love~"

Sui Yi glanced at her leisurely: "You bullied me a few times, didn't I hurt you in the slightest?" ”

On the light wind, the counterattack and the skill points of Mr. Sui are sincere.

And what makes you helpless the most is that her tone and demeanor are not charming in any way, just say it casually, and you will ripple.

Natasha's expression froze. Then the smile rose to the eyebrows, dazzling.

How many people secretly support their foreheads.

Shi Fei Xuan noticed that the smile in the eyes and corners of the princess's mouth on the opposite side seemed to be very pleasant and faint, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

This woman has always puzzled her.

Li Jiancheng has a deep resentment towards Sui Yi. didn't dare to show it, and now I can only grit my teeth secretly in my heart, fortunately it's not a man.

It's true.

Knock knock!

The clock tower rings in the distance, and the time is up.

Some people were in a hurry to enter Lingyun Pavilion, and there were also people inside and outside Lingyun Pavilion who were noisy, so why didn't Dongying Wokou come?

"What's that?"

Suddenly, someone pointed to the lake

The horizontal line where the blue sky and blue lake meet, flying in the vast expanse.

Soon. The blank white fell into everyone's eyes.

Eighteen people, seventeen people wore clothes that were completely different from the Central Plains, Goryeo and even Turkic, and the costume was similar to the kimono. But there is a big difference, to be precise, this is the unique costume of the Dongying Onmyoji - the hunting clothes.

Seventeen onmyoji, and a black-clothed swordsman.

One of the seventeen must be one of Abe Harumi?

Sui Yi swept his gaze hundreds of meters away. Raise eyebrows.

Not among them.

At least not revealed.

Brush Brush Brush!

Eighteen people are like horror afterimages. Jumped into everyone's sight less than ten meters away, and in the blink of an eye, those ten meters directly became minus five meters.

Because they jumped directly into the Lingyun Pavilion, Xu Yu was standing on the roof of a flat house, and they all looked at the Heavenly Sword Song Que who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the empty platform opposite.

At this moment, the people of the Central Plains can carefully see the faces of these Dongying people.

Onmyoji is a very high-end special profession in Dongying, and he must know everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, spell politics, etc., and his temperament and appearance must also be superior, and the selection conditions can be called turtle hair. Therefore, these seventeen people are also very handsome and extraordinary, and they are all as white as jade. Therefore, in the eyes of the Central Plains, this does not look like a master with extraordinary strength, but like a prostitute child that the nobles love very much in private

Of course, they didn't dare to say this to their faces, they already despised it in their hearts.

None of them agreed.

Qi Lian said softly: "They have all cultivated spirit bodies."

Spirits? Shi Fei Xuan thought for a moment when she heard this: "Miss Qilian is talking about the style god, I have only heard of the unique secret technique of the Dongying Yin and Yang family before, doesn't it really exist?" ”

Qi Lian had a good impression of Concubine Xuan, so he smiled slightly: "Some things that can't be seen are real, but you have to feel them with your heart."

"If you put your mind to it, you can't see it"

"Then you're going to die."

Shi Fei Xuan and the others were stunned, and they heard Qi Lian's voiceover - if there was a real fight, they, the masters of the Central Plains, would not feel the existence of the right way god, and it would be a matter of minutes to be killed.

At this time, Song Que opened his eyes and looked at the eighteen people on the roof.

That glance was like a sword, a thunderbolt of light.

"Abe Qingming, since you have come, why don't you meet?"

None of the eighteen answered, but they all hung their heads.

Because the air in front of it is strangely condensed by a person.

This person is also dressed in snow-white hunting clothes, even more simple and clear than the rest of the people, but this person's appearance

Rao is Song Que and the others have seen a lot of wind and snow, and the characters of the dragon and phoenix in the world are also surprised for a moment.

Haruaki Abe is extremely beautiful.

A man can be beautiful, there is a lot of beauty, masculine beauty, feminine beauty, handsome beauty

But once this beauty goes beyond a certain limit, it becomes a rather terrifying thing.

Haruaki Abe is the kind of man who makes you feel terrifyingly beautiful at first sight.

He is not feminine, not masculine, but similar and distant, unpredictable, when he appears, the wind seems to stop drifting.

"Central Plains, Heavenly Knife, Song Shortage"

His tone was abrupt, but not abrupt, but meaningful.

"I have heard that your knife is the supreme knife in the Central Plains."

After listening to him, Song Que's eyes were full of light, and he said lightly: "Don't you mean to let me fight with the swordsman next to you?" Defeat him to be qualified to fight you? ”

How many martial artists present were angry!

What kind of character is Heavenly Sword Song Que! Could it be that after receiving the war post, he is not qualified to fight with the so-called national teacher of this small country?

These people are simply arrogant!

Song Yu was furious and rushed directly into the Lingyun Pavilion, but he didn't yell either, because the Song family disciples had always been measured.

Song Que's shame is only very washed away by Song Que!

Sui Yi stood on the street, silently glanced at the back of Abe Qingming, and fell on the person beside him.

The black-clad swordsman.

The clouds in his hands were trembling.

"Demon Sword Muramasa"

"The person who uses it, Toei Martial Saint Miyamoto Musashi"

With the slow sound, it was like a circle of ripples slowly flooding.

They were all terrified.

Could it be that the three strongest Dongying demon masters, after the Dongying Demon Master was killed by Sui Yi, the other two top ranked together went to the Central Plains?

One is the absolute martial saint Miyamoto Musashi, who is the strongest first swordsman in the history of Toei.

The second is the first yin-yang master Abe Harumi who is good at yin-yang arts.

It was with great ambition that this martial artist came to the Central Plains together.

Song Que had already recognized Miyamoto Musashi, because Miyamoto Musashi's undisguised gaze was too obvious.

Martial Saint!

He is the first martial artist and the first swordsman in Dongying!

He is eyeing Song Que, who is known as the first knife in the Central Plains!

If it is Miyamoto Musashi, it is not a humiliation to Song Que.

"I'm a skill, Miyamoto is a martial artist, Your Excellency Song Que, if it were you, you should want to fight with Miyamoto more."

Abe's clear pupils are like glass, and his demeanor is not feminine, but it gives people a demonic feeling.

Song Que thought he was seen through.

But he was open in his heart, and he saw through it, and it didn't matter at all, he said lightly: "I really don't like to fight with someone like you who is good at art, I'm afraid it's even more boring than fighting with Ning Daoqi, but His Excellency Abe actually came from Dongying thousands of miles away, so it shouldn't be just to watch my battle with Miyamoto Musashi."

Miyamoto Musashi glanced at Song Que, his eyes were gloomy, and there was no expression on his rugged face.

"The demon master is under his jurisdiction, the demon master is dead, he needs to deal with his death As a result, he came for the person who killed the demon master, and he also came for the technique, as for me Song Que, I wanted to fight with you three years ago"

Miyamoto Musashi's words made many people's faces change slightly, and Abe Harumi had already turned around and looked towards the only relatively empty place in the dense crowd on the street not far away

The eyes were already on one of them.

"Central Plains Wizard, I'm here for you"

Shi Feixuan and the others finally understood what the aura between peerless masters was.

When Miyamoto Musashi and Song Que looked at each other, the knives on both of them trembled with domineering awe, as if the dragon and tiger had roared!

And when Abe, who is as beautiful as a demon and a god, looks at it from afar, and looks at it indifferently

It was the emptiness and ethereal of the mountains.

Movement and stillness.

Sui Yi finally spoke: "I thought you were here for the clouds."

Abe Qingming smiled slightly: "If you lose, Tian Congyun will naturally belong to me, if you win, what can you talk about Tian Congyun"

He was not arrogant enough to think he was undefeated, but listed both outcomes.

This kind of talent is the most terrifying.

"Between you and me, only art should be the only one"

Tian Congyun was never in his mind.

"Technique"

Yin and Yang and witchcraft, later generations and ancient times do have a need to compete.

"Sir, I" Qi Lian subconsciously wanted to speak, in her opinion, what kind of character is Sui Yi, a school of magic derived from later generations, and also wants to compete with the origin ancestor of art?

It's just hilarious.

Her skills are pretty much the same, although her skills are much worse than those of her other brothers and sisters

Sui Yi waved his hand and smiled: "I'll do it myself, anyway, there are some things I have forgotten for too long"

It was up to Abe Harumaki to help her remember.

Qi Lian understood, so he didn't say anything, just looked at Abe Qingming and lowered his eyes: "Look, it seems like another Loulan is really not liked"

Sui Yi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Loulan?

She couldn't remember what the other party looked like, but it seemed that Qi Lian was very jealous of Loulan and didn't like it.

That's probably a person who is really different.

And this Abe Haruaki is not simple. (To be continued.) )