This is...... The sharp aura was even stronger, almost forming a fine essence The small sword swept past Fang Ye's side, sword intent! Fang Ye's eyes widened violently, his face tense, and he gritted his back molars fiercely. Confirming that Yan Nanfei had used his sword intent, Rao is Fang Ye had confidence in Ye Chu's skills, but his heart was still beating irregularly, and his breath was held in his chest, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Quick Sword Intent! Seeing that Yan Nanfei had crossed the distance between the two of them almost in an instant, following her like a shadow, Ye Chu's pupils shrank slightly, and the breeze that lingered around her suddenly stopped, and her retreating figure suddenly stopped, all kinds of emotions in her eyes converged, and she regained her calm, staring at the sword light that flashed by, her right hand holding the sword was gently raised, and the fine sword yuan on the long sword in her hand was uncertain, pointing at Yan Nanfei.

Looking coldly at Ye Chu, who no longer retreated, as if he intended to fight hard, the corners of Yan Nanfei's mouth hooked up a sneer, and the sarcasm in his eyes was not concealed at all, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive! I can't even recognize the sword intent, and I still want to fight with him?! As soon as his wrist moved, the blade of the sword was slightly raised, and his figure flickered, and he came to Ye Chu's face, and several extremely sharp sword qi gushed out from the short sword, "Give me death!" ”

"Heh," Ye Chu chuckled, looking at the sword light that was close at hand, his black hair dancing wildly with the sharp sword qi rushing to his face, and his eyes calmly confronted Yan Nanfei, who was full of vicious and hideous light, and his feet paused slightly, not retreating but advancing.

Fang Ye clenched his fists and bit his lips, his mouth full of fishy sweetness, and the corners of his mouth flowed with blood.

Idiot! Yan Nanfei showed a smile that was bound to win. The short sword in his hand did not change any tricks, and fell straight towards Ye Chu's throat, his eyes staring closely at Ye Chu's white and slender neck, waiting for the scene where blood spurted out.

The black hair flew wildly behind him, the red clothes swayed violently, and a sharp aura that was no less than Yan Nanfei's body diffused from Ye Chu's body, and the heavy pressure wrapped around Yan Nanfei's short sword was shattered at this moment, and a sharp edge that could not cut anything suddenly appeared on Ye Chu's body, and her delicate and harmless face gradually became as cold as a sword edge.

"Boom!" The sound of Qing Yue's sword resounded in the small courtyard, and the aftermath swayed. In an instant, the sound of the mighty wind that was raging and sweeping was suppressed. A snow-bright sword light was dazzling. The raging naked killing intent, the piercing sharp edge, but not cold or heavy, the long sword swept like a breeze. shattered the turbulent air around Ye Chu's body. A powerful and mighty sword intent penetrated the heavens and the earth. Overwhelming!

The short sword that stabbed at Ye Chu's throat slammed slightly, as if it was hindered by an invisible force, and its speed slowed down slightly. Ye Chu's eyes narrowed slightly, the figure in front of him did not dodge or dodge, his arm was slightly raised, and the strong sword yuan gushed out, and the long sword in his hand rushed out like a dragon, dragging the snowy sword light, and greeted the short sword that was about to pierce her throat.

Sword Intent! Ye Chu's thin and thin figure stood there, like an unsheathed sword, sharp, cold and domineering. Fang Ye's eyes widened, feeling that this was a sword intent that did not belong to Yan Nanfei at all, and the panic and tension in his eyes swept away, making him feel that the pressure of depression and poor breathing dissipated.

Hehe...... it! You also have sword intent, you used it earlier! What are you going to keep retreating?! Damn it, can you have a good fight?! Scolded in his heart, Yan Nanfei's handsome face twisted fiercely, and a deep and incredible color surged in his eyes, which was replaced by a raging chill and firm killing intent in an instant. Raising his hand, waving, the short sword in his hand stabbed out one after another at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, sword after sword, and in the blink of an eye, there were dozens of brilliant sword lights, densely spread above Ye Chu, wrapped in a violent momentum, and fell straight down.

Under Fang Ye's unblinking gaze, the sword light in the sky fiercely shot out the sword from Ye Chu and collided with it.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! A series of golden and iron resonances resounded, the bright sword light was dazzling, covering the sky and the sun, and the aftermath of the exchange rippled out, wave after wave, swept through the small courtyard, Fang Ye could still pay attention to the aftermath of the battle at first, but the aftermath became stronger and stronger, sweeping like a mountain and a tsunami, he had to retreat again and again, using the formation in the small courtyard to avoid the aftermath of the attack.

The dim sword light was annihilated, and the newborn snow light sword light was replaced, and in the dazzling sword light package, two distinctly colored figures crisscrossed each other, and then, the speed of tossing and turning became faster and faster, and the two blue and red figures were wrapped in one place extremely quickly, and they could not be separated.

"Bell!" A figure quickly rolled out of the blue and red battle circle, smashed to the ground, dragged two deep traces, splashed up the dust, and retreated violently. "Bang!" With a muffled sound, Yan Nanfei's figure slammed into the courtyard wall, and with a flash of inspiration on the courtyard wall, he stopped the retreat that he couldn't stop at all.

Slowly lowering his head, his eyes gloomily staring at the cracked tiger's mouth, the blood-drenched palm, once again repelled by Ye Chu, this feeling of defeat was like a sharp blade cut through his heart. His face was calm and waveless, and the scarlet under his eyes was surging, Yan Nanfei took a deep breath, and said word by word, as if squeezed out of his teeth, "Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, right?!" I comprehended the sword intent, and I didn't need to fight back at the critical moment, and I used it to slap my face, right?! There's still an endless backhand, just enough to restrain me, right?! The waste disciples of the outer gate are stepping on the faces of the excellent disciples of the inner gate, right?! ”

"I want to blind your heart!" The red clouds under Yan Nanfei's eyes were rolling endlessly, the corners of his mouth were a peaceful and indifferent smile, but it was very gloomy and cold, the palm holding the sword was slowly flattened, and the short sword that was not long was on his palm, shrinking a little bit, but on the contrary, Yan Nanfei's whole body was full of momentum, and the sword qi was surging out wantonly, and a terrifying aura that was even more terrifying than the previous use of sword intent permeated from his body. The long hair that was scattered was dancing wildly in the wind, and his eyes were blood-red, and Yan Nanfei at this moment was like a demon beast more than a person.

Yan Nanfei seemed to be sober and calm, but in fact he was on the verge of going crazy, which made Ye Chu slightly stunned, his heart tightened, a bad feeling was menacing, his brows were furrowed tightly, Ye Chu did not hesitate to bend his fingers and flick the sword body hard, and Qing Yue's sword roar exploded like thunder.

"Meditation!" Ye Chu shouted in a deep voice. (To be continued......)