Yan Jueling sighed, the swordsmanship changed, the sword shrank suddenly, there was a hidden sound of wind and thunder, the human sword was urgent, and it shot out like an arrow, the sword in his hand chased Ye Qingxuan, a thunderbolt of lightning stabbed quickly, dozens of lightning flashed in the air, and he stabbed twenty-eight swords in a row.

Yan Pianfei's eyes lit up, he stroked his short beard, and said secretly in his heart: This set of Fengzhu Mountain's [Puyuan Thunder Sword Technique] is also used well, and the tactical application is quite proficient, not like a mediocre talent.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan's hand was running [Dugu Nine Swords], and the swordsmanship gave birth to endless changes, blocking all the twenty-eight swords, and the sword body suddenly entangled Yan Jueling's sword body like a soft whip, and with a flick of the situation, Yan Jueling couldn't control his body, and he turned a few somersaults in the air, and the swordsmanship was biased, and a big tree next to it was scorched black by the sword when he landed.

This time, Yan Pianfei's color finally changed, and his eyes looking at Ye Qingxuan became deeper.

Yan Jueling's body was stretched again, and he did not give up, and he used all the six-peak swordsmanship he knew, and Ye Qingxuan also let Yan Jueling show off his mastery in his chest, never returned a sword, and tried his best to resist the opponent's sword moves, and at the same time, he was also practicing his ability to adapt when he was unfamiliar with swordsmanship, and slowly immersed himself in it.

Yan Jueling's swordsmanship is unpredictable, suddenly like clouds and mist, covering the sky and the sun, suddenly like a rapid fire burning the plain, arrogant to the sky, suddenly like the wind and clouds under the moon, covering up, suddenly like the sunset of Danxia, full of brilliance!

Yan Jueling showed off his mastery, but Ye Qingxuan's sword was simple, but he easily took over all these unpredictable swordsmanship.

Yan Pianfei's expression finally became unnatural.

Of course, he could see that Ye Qingxuan was not using the five great divine swords of the Kunwu Sect, but the young man in front of him had already reached the level of a great grandmaster. It seems like a simple sword. But it can often achieve unexpected results. The timing and strength have also reached the point of extreme perfection, every time the sword is released, the strength is just right, not more than a point, not less than a millimeter, will not waste a little excess strength, in the swordsmanship has reached the point of "the road to simplicity".

Such swordsmanship, even compared to himself, is not much better.

Yan Pianfei finally understood. Why did Yan Jueling lose to the other party.

That's not because Yan Jueling is too incompetent, but because this opponent is too powerful.

Such a genius swordsman, there is only one Li Muchan in hundreds of years, maybe Xiao Buqian of the Taibai Sword Sect can also be regarded as one, but it is a pity that this person has disappeared for decades......

After all these years of training in the world, Ye Qingxuan finally stood out and became a figure who can be regarded as the number one in the eyes of the heavenly masters.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan's body moved, and he let Guo Yan Jueling's continuous pursuit of thirteen swords flash behind a tree.

Yan Jueling rushed forward with an arrow and suddenly shouted. A sword slashed over!

With a "bang", the thigh-thick tree trunk broke in the sword light. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and with a hula, it fell sideways, but it smashed into the small stone house on the side.

Ye Qingxuan propped up the ground with both hands, and instantly swept over, with a long sword, he gently supported the fallen tree trunk, and with a flick of his hand, the tree trunk slowly fell to the side of the house, as if someone was holding the big tree and slowly putting it down.

With this hand, Yan Pianfei finally changed color, and was able to control the internal force to such an extent, this Ye Qingxuan is really very comparable, even if he is a genius, he can't compare to it.

Yan Jueling's sword was already approaching, and in the sword light, like a light wheel, it rolled towards Ye Qingxuan!

The body shape is abnormal, the sword light shines and moves, and the sword rays shoot out one by one!

"Enough, stop!" Yan Pianfei suddenly spoke to stop Yan Jueling's attack.

But Yan Jueling was fully engaged, as if he didn't realize it, he shouted violently, the human sword was volleyed in the air, and the Dapeng pounced down, a sword and a thousand blades, sprinkled like a rainstorm!

The surrounding area was shrouded in sword light, and it seemed that it was not easy for Ye Qingxuan to dodge this sword, seeing that the other party might be injured under this sword, Yan Jueling's thousands of sword blades suddenly turned back into a sword!

At the same time, his entire body flew backwards.

Ye Qingxuan could see it clearly, and in a moment, Yan Pianfei was like a dragon soaring into the sky, swept like lightning, reached with his right hand, copied Yan Jueling's ankle, and threw Yan Jueling out with his backhand.

Yan Jueling also knew what was going on, and rolled in the air, unloaded his strength, and fell to the ground.

He was surprised and asked, "Uncle, I ...... it."

Yan Pianfei waved his hand, stopped Yan Jueling's words, and said in a deep voice: "No need to compare, you are not his opponent!"

Yan Jueling was stunned for a moment and said, "Uncle, ...... you"

"Don't you see that he is just you here to practice swords, and at the same time are familiar with the sword moves of our Shushan Sword Alliance?"

Yan Jueling's face turned red and she hung her head and was silent.

Yan Pianfei looked Ye Qingxuan up and down, sneered, nodded and said: "Okay, very good, the Kunwu faction has been in trouble for a hundred years, I didn't expect that there would be such a promising disciple today, and the rise of the Kunwu faction is just around the corner." ”

"Well said, well said. Ye Qingxuan smiled freely.

Yan Pianfei snorted coldly, turned around and glanced at Yan Jueling on the side, and said lightly: "However, if the Kunwu faction thinks that it can be called unparalleled in the world of swordsmanship, it will look down on people too much. This man stays here for three months, and then I'll ask him to try with you again. ”

"In this way, I want to congratulate Brother Yan!" Ye Qingxuan arched his hand towards Yan Jueling.

"It doesn't have to be that way. Yan Pianfei's words made Ye Qingxuan stunned.

"Why?"

"Because you also have to stay here, otherwise I have taught the disciples of Shushan well, where can I find you? I have to test it with my own eyes...... Is it impossible for the old man to go all the way to find you?"

"I'm afraid the juniors won't be able to do it!" Ye Qingxuan said, and at the same time pointed at Yan Jueling, and said, "I'm afraid he won't be able to do it either." ”

"Oh, I said I could do it, who would dare to say that I couldn't do it?" Yan Pianfei was very proud.

"The righteous path of martial arts will say that it can't be done!" Ye Qing Xuanyan said: "At this time, the junior heard that the inner guards led by Xue Gongwang of the imperial court were trapped in the Valley of Ten Thousand Evils, and the 'Divine Throat' ram escaped from it, if we see death, we will not be saved." I'm afraid that in the future, the whole world will point fingers at us. As a martial arts junior. How can the matter of striving for fame and fortune be ranked ahead of the morality of the rivers and lakes? The younger generation is reckless. But he also disdains to do so. ”

"How are you going!?"

Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he said: "We are naturally rescued, if we are lucky enough not to die, the juniors will definitely come here as soon as possible, and wait for the day when Brother Yan will come out." If the younger generation unfortunately dies on the spot...... Even if the younger generation has failed the expectations of the predecessors, the seniors can preach to the outside world that my Kunwu sect disciples are untrustworthy people. But Brother Yan?" Ye Qingxuan glanced at Yan Jueling, pretended to sneer contemptuously, and said, "I think Brother Yan can still stay." Lest there be an accident and break the swordsmanship inheritance of the Shushan faction, Qingxuan is fine, and there are disciples like me from the Kunwu faction, although it cannot be said that there are as many as cow hair, but there are so few. ”

"Phew, your Kunwu disciple knows how to uphold martial arts justice, is my Shushan disciple only worthy of being a shrunken turtle?" Yan Pianfei didn't care much about his reputation, but he didn't care much about the reputation of the Shushan Sword Alliance, and then pointed at Yan Jueling. Said: "Go, you will go to me too." Isn't the old man going with you to save people from the city? What's the big deal, it's like a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. The old man personally accompanied you to save people, after saving people, immediately give the old man back here, three months later, the old man wants to see if it is your Kunwu sect disciple's swordsmanship is outstanding, or my Shushan Sword Alliance disciple's swordsmanship is powerful!"

"A word is a certainty!" Ye Qingxuan replied with a grin.

Yan Pianfei snorted coldly and turned around and entered the house.

Yan Jueling looked over at this time, her lips squirmed slightly, and she didn't speak. But a slight nod is a thanks.

Hmph, it seems that he is not a fool either. Ye Qingxuan secretly said in his heart: That Yan Pianfei didn't understand this method of agitation, but he still cared too much about the high and low levels between the sects, so he got off the donkey, and there was no need to show weakness to Yan Pian, which could be regarded as the best of both worlds.

Shentu Zhenyue's face was gloomy and watery.

His heart was almost torn to shreds......

After crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for such a long time, Shentu Zhenyue has never made such a mistake.

He was only wrong once.

And this only mistake actually killed his only son, but he still doesn't know where the mistake happened!

So the same mistake may happen again in the future.

At the thought of it, his whole body stiffened......

His tissue, which had been so dense that it was like an egg, had now had a notch, even a pinhole-sized notch, which could drain the yolk of the egg white, and by that time the egg would be empty, and if it wasn't broken, it would be worthless.

He would rather sacrifice a qiē to find out where the gap is, but he can't find it.

Twilight had fallen, no one had lit the lamp, everyone had been dissolved into the shadows of darkness, and everyone could have caused the gap.

"Where is Wu'er's body? Where is Zuo Shaobai? Where is the eldest lady?" Shentu Zhenyue asked three questions in a row, but no one could answer.

"Isn't there any news?" Shentu Zhenyue burst into tears.

"The city lord, I received a message from Chief Zuo before, saying that he was worried about the retaliation of Shen Jiangping and others, and had taken people to hide in a safe place. The eldest lady was also with him. And the young master's corpse is also there......"

"Where is that place?" asked Shentu Zhenyue lightly.

"Back to the city lord, it's Hantai Temple!"

One of the eight protectors of the "Jade Fan" Lu Jing said.

"Earth Axe" Lei Shixiong glanced at him in surprise, not understanding how such an important news did not reach his hands, but was known by Lu Jing, who had never cared about collecting intelligence among the eight Dharma protectors.

"Hantai Temple, good, very good!" Shentu Zhenyue looked at this subordinate coldly and said slowly.

"Jade Fan" Lu Jing suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he didn't understand why he felt this way.

Shentu Zhenyue suddenly felt completely uneasy about the group of subordinates in front of him, for so long, the few people he valued the most were so suspicious.

Now, there is almost only one person in this world that he can completely trust.

He looked up and gave a brief command.

"Find Feng Qingyan for me!"

"Since you saved me, why don't you let me go to my father? Don't worry, if you save me, I will let my father thank you again, and take you as a confidant, it is definitely a hundred times more glorious than being a killer!"

Shen Tu Batian's words were extremely arrogant, but the situation was a bit wolf, and the whole person was tied to the pillar naked, and his mouth was almost not gagged. The veins on his body were sealed, and he couldn't run a trace of internal strength, so he could only struggle to make the rope less uncomfortable.

Luo Jingli wiped the long sword and said indifferently: "Don't worry, it won't be long before I can let you go." ”

"Why isn't it now, do you know that Zuo Shaobai's desire is not good for his father......"

"The time has not come, the time has not come!"

"TMD, what kind of bullshit timing!?" Shen Tu Batian was extremely angry, and wanted to cry without tears.

"What timing!?" Luo Jingli smiled to himself and said, "Have you ever seen a farmer grow grain, but when the harvest comes, he doesn't come, and lets the grain rot in the ground?"

Shentu Batian shook his head, but he didn't understand what he meant.

Luo Jingli didn't bother to explain, looked at the sky outside, and muttered to himself: "He played such a big move by himself, if he didn't participate in it and enjoy the most abundant fruits, I'm afraid that I would be anxious in my heart......"

Listening to a melodious suona sound outside the door, the smile on the corner of Zong Xuan's mouth couldn't be dispersed.

The sound of suona is a special communication signal, which conveys the news that was obtained not long ago.

Information is not the system of Tianji Pavilion, this matter, betraying Zuo Shaobai, is almost equivalent to using Tianji Pavilion, before his own use value does not exceed Zuo Shaobai, he will not be able to pass the secret news through Guò Tianji Pavilion in the short term.

At this time, the transmitter is naturally a spy of the hell system.

Through the electric sword that penetrated into the inside of the "Blood Demon", the tentacles of the hell quietly reached into this killer organization, and the scale was extremely limited to avoid accidents, but it was enough to transmit the message.

Unexpectedly, Tsing Yi Lou's system also has its own people.

And what made Zong Xuan even more unexpected was that this thing was really done.

Luo Jingli's defection at the critical moment became a guarantee for him to turn his hands into clouds and his hands into rain.

With the card of Shentu Batian in his hand, he will not be able to reap the benefits of Shentu Zhenyue in the future.

"What is Brother Zong laughing at?" A faint voice suddenly came from behind him, but it made Zong Xuan's relaxed heart hang again.

This person will always be so ghostly.

Turning around and looking at Jiang Shuihan, who was looking stunning behind him, Zong Xuan said lightly: "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that when I heard this suona sound so ridiculous, I couldn't help but laugh." ”

After speaking, Zong Xuan nodded and walked into the room.

Jiang Shuihan came to the window, glanced out, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Finally......

Let me catch your tail!(To be continued......)