When the two fought, You E's playfully stepped aside, and deliberately stabbed an Emei into his hand.

The blade delivery is strange, and Shi Luan's direction is unpredictable, making it extremely difficult for the other party to guard against. The attack distance is shallower and shorter than before, and the boy will suffer some losses after all.

Between the ups and downs and the flying up and down, Shi Luan only made a move and the green dragon turned his head and cut off a strand of long hair hanging down on the opponent's chest.

The young man was taken aback in his heart, and after making a false move, he stretched out his left palm and struck Shi Luan's wrist, although it was ruthless, but he failed to take down his weapon, but was injured by the edge of the meridian mandarin duck.

After a miserable scream, Shi Luan, who was attacked, chased him to the ground from the air, and in the dust, there was a smug smile on the young man's face: "But that's it!"

Only then did he turn around, and You E jumped up to him, and said in an undoubted tone: "If you want to be presumptuous again, I really won't show mercy!"

The young man's anger did not diminish at all: "It is clear that you are the ones who are messing around!"

The young man took away the light spirit, and in less than ten moves, he took down You'e's other Emei thorn, and raised his left arm and waved a purple qi backwards and went straight to You'e's left shoulder.

Shi Luan grabbed You'e's arm and took it backwards before he could implement it, so as to prevent You'e from getting hurt.

With a "bang" sound, the Emei thorn collided with the tip of the meridian mandarin duck to create a grand scene of firelight. The boy hurriedly dodged and tried to escape, but the two of them grabbed his shoulders with a backhand and couldn't move.

After struggling to no avail, he was finally taken to the study, and the hoopoe sword was also in the room.

"Qiqi City Lord, that young man is now waiting in the study. ”

Without looking closely at the bruises on Shi Luan's face, Le Zhengjiao went straight to the guest room with excitement, but he was greeted by the young man's sharp palm wind and curses.

"You scum, those who do bad things will be struck by heaven!" The young man was as aggressive as a frightened tiger, and he didn't give others a chance to explain at all.

The remaining strength of the left palm was not dissipated, and the right palm hurriedly chased after him, which really caught Le Zhengjiao, who did not know the truth, off guard.

The young man's martial arts are pure, and the danger is all about asking for people's lives, forcing him to fight back, but he is worried that the young man is seriously injured and is recovering from his subordinates.

More than 100 moves have passed, and the two have always won or lost.

The angry young man didn't appreciate it at all, only to see him tighten his left arm, and his right arm quickly slashed at Le Zhengjiao's mouth.

This palm was inevitable, and the young man who knew it took advantage of the situation to pull out the hoopoe.

The mirror-like sword body reflects the cold side face of the young man, and the person and the knife exude a chill at the same time. The length of the hilt and the width of the hand are perfectly combined.

In the flickering cold light, Le Zhengjiao's body flickered, and the person was already in mid-air.

The young man who took advantage of the momentum to pursue only shook his right wrist slightly, and in the "buzzing" sound, the tip of the sword was nearly three inches away from Le Zhengjiao, and the blade of the sword slashed his neck, threatening to see blood seal his throat.

Unarmed, he still showed ease with the long sword in the hand of the young man, and suddenly swung out his left hand with a transparent silk thread, which was tightly wrapped around the long sword, and the mana urged the opponent to make it difficult to move.

Immediately after that, he grabbed the young man's shoulder with a flip of his five fingers, and quickly threw it into the air, a full ten feet high, and the young man's body fell straight down.

Just when the boy was only two feet away from the ground, Le Zhengjiao waved a palm at the right time to ensure that he was safe and sound when he landed.

The young man took the opportunity to grab Yu Le Zhengjiao in the back, and although he did not hurt him in the slightest, he successfully tore his clothes.

"If you want to kill, you will kill, why do you act coyly!" the young man's words were cold without the slightest warmth.

The little girl who followed her had already seen everything clearly in the crack of the door, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't like this purple robe, what kind of attitude!"

People who practice martial arts will be extremely sensitive in a different place, and the slightest wind and grass will also tense their nerves. The door was less than half a foot away from where the boy stood, and the little girl's whisper had already reached his ears.

Before he had time to think about it, the young man swung his long sword again and swung out a chilling sword aura and stabbed straight at the door.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the girl's face changed, and she hurriedly waved her palm to stop it, but the time delay did not cancel it out, and the two doors became pieces one after another.

The girl's mind at the door was blank, and in a hurry, she stretched out her arms to protect her, and the white light emitted between her palms unexpectedly saved her life.

I only heard a loud "clang", and the half-human-high bronze mirror was destroyed by the remaining strength of the girl's palm, turning into a fragment smaller than the door panel.

"Oops!"

As soon as the words fell, Le Zhengjiao rushed forward with an arrow step, hooked his wrist with his left hand, and pressed the five fingertips of his right hand on the young man's shoulder. He snatched his sword while he was in pain, and posted another talisman before he stopped.

The movement was so loud that even Qi Yiran next door couldn't sit still.

In less than a moment's effort, dozens of elite guards gathered around the guest room under the command of You'e. The heroic children, all of whom are extraordinary, wave their knives and point at the young man.

After signaling everyone to put down their weapons, Le Zhengjiao forcibly endured the surprise in his heart and went to the intact little girl, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he greeted him gently: "Yiyi, are you okay?"

The girl who was called Yiyi stared at him blankly, her pupils were blue and black, and she shook her head for a long time: "What happened just now?

"It's okay!" Le Zheng shook his head with a smile on his face, and then led her to Shi Luan's side: "Send the eldest lady back to listen to Qin Zhai!"

In addition to him, the young man also saw that scene clearly, and there was a trace of anger in his heart: "Su Lingyi's subordinates have such capable people, and a mere woman can easily dissolve my sword qi." ”

You E pointed at the young man's nose and scolded: "Our Yueqin City is kind enough to take you in, but you actually hurt people, you are really a white-eyed wolf!"

As if he had heard something terrible, the young man was shocked, and his pupils dilated several times: "This is Yueqin City?"

At the same time, Le Zhengjiao's exposed skin was all seen by the young man, "He doesn't have an eagle head tattoo on his back, he is not from the Netherworld Demon Palace." But why, I smell the intermittent demonic aura in him......"

In less than a day, the door panel of the study was repaired.

The boy was already waiting for him inside, with obvious uneasiness on his face.

When Le Zhengjiao approached, the nervous young man quickly knelt down: "Qisheng has seen the city lord! ”

Le Zhengjiao asked solemnly, "Do you all think that I must be an old man with a gray beard?"

Because he didn't know the situation and fought with his life-saving benefactor, Luo Qisheng didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and only nodded his head.

Le Zhengjiao, who looks like a boy and a girl, is born with a gentle and gentle appearance, and it is really difficult for people to associate him with the legendary "old man" at first glance.

Fifty years ago, Yueqin City rose from the ground in the endless desert, and it became a legend for a while, and the city lord became the talk of hundreds of people after tea and dinner because of its mystery.

In the past fifty years, there are only a handful of people who have been able to come to Yueqin City to see the true face of Le Zhengjiao, and Luo Qisheng is lucky to be one of them.

If it weren't for the negotiation with the people of Yueqin City just now, Luo Qisheng wouldn't have dared to believe that the young man in front of him was the famous Lezheng City Lord.

"He can slaughter six of the eighteen Netherworld Riders with a single sword aura, and he can connect with me with a hundred moves without getting tired. He really deserves to be the proud disciple of the owner of the Golden Village, and he is really good. ”

"The city lord praised it falsely, it should be Qisheng who thanked you for saving your life. ”

"This is the hospitality I should have as the master of Yueqin City, but you are not a guest. ”

Even though he knelt on his knees, Luo Qisheng's upright posture still had the demeanor of everyone, and the calmness that the children of the family should have when he was worried about eliminating his worries, and he was both a little proud and humble in the face of Le Zhengjiao's praise.

Time passed bit by bit, and Le Zhengjiao smiled and held his arms: "You have been in a coma for more than half a month, it is really not appropriate to kneel often, so you should get up and speak." ”

"Qi Sheng strayed into the range of Yueqin City in order to avoid the pursuit of the enemy, and then was rescued by the city lord, which can be regarded as fate. Now...... Qi Sheng has the courage to implore the city lord to save my teacher's life!"

Luo Qisheng did not shy away from confessing what he thought in his heart, and Le Zhengjiao neither agreed nor refused, but only praised his filial piety.

The other party's carelessness made the person who was originally in control of the victory a little flustered: "Ask the city lord to do it! Now you are the only one who can save my master's life!"

Although Yueqin City has always been self-reliant in a corner of peace, this does not mean that they are ignorant of the situation outside, although the owner of Golden Sword Villa, Jin Shu, was poisoned and seriously injured, it still reached his ears.

The situation in the world is unstable, and he knows too well the pivotal position of Jin Slash and Jin Jian Villa, so he can't stand idly by in this matter.

Before Jin Chuwei became the owner of the bank, he was also a hero with the world in mind, and then gradually enjoyed the happiness and glory brought by power and status, so he became more and more reluctant to leave this position.

He is well versed in the truth of the tree's big move, and he also knows who wants to harm him, and he has learned to strike first little by little. Although he removed a lot of disasters for the Xuanmen Hundred Schools and himself, he also killed a lot of goodness by mistake in his actions.

Whether the chaos is in vain or the ill-intentioned, their surviving relatives and friends are also waiting for the opportunity to kill them to take revenge.

Even if Jin Chu made mistakes due to his high vigilance, his achievements in the past two decades were by no means vain. If Jin dies, it will inevitably create chaos in the world, and those in power will not be stable.

Therefore, he did not let him die, but he could not spare him.

"Anyway, he can't die for a while and a half, so let him atone for his past mistakes in the pain caused by poison. ”

Thinking of these in his heart, Le Zhengjiao, who was sitting precariously, put on an extremely serious appearance.