In the huge rock wall behind Zihua Mountain, a man in black with a bright red winged feather on his knee suddenly opened his eyes.

"Sir?"

Ji Erzheng was kneeling quietly outside the rock wall, he had been kneeling for three or three nights, but the male breath in the rock wall had been as calm as water, quiet and deep, I am afraid that he was cultivating to a critical moment, so he didn't dare to say anything to disturb.

But at this time, Ji Er suddenly found that the quiet and far-reaching aura in the rock wall had suddenly changed.

It fluctuated violently!

"Sir?" He had waited outside the rock wall for this man to retreat for so many years, and it was the first time in seven years that he had felt such a big fluctuation.

What's going on?

And just then, he heard a hesitant and trembling voice suddenly coming from inside the rock wall.

"Shubai?"

Book white?

Ji Er's pupils shrank, as if he had heard something impossible, and his whole body trembled violently!

There is only one person in this world who can be called a book white by that man, and there is only one person.

It was a man that everyone wanted to forget, but couldn't forget the name.

It's been seven years, and Ji Er is the first time to hear this name from that man's mouth again.

The great secretary, Lin Shubai.

But what's going on? Ji Er's eyes widened, and he looked back at the mountain ahead, was it the great priest Lin Shubai who came back?

That's impossible.

After a moment of shock, Ji Er fixed his gaze at the thick rock wall in front of him.

If it was really the Great Priest who had been dead for seven years and appeared, it would be impossible for the man behind this rock wall to stay behind, and I am afraid that he would rush out as soon as possible.

At this moment, Ji Er also felt the breath that was not present in the Jixia School Palace from the front mountain, and he only felt a chill in his back for a while.

His rank was too low, and he wasn't sensitive to the aura of a cultivator, and he hadn't directly faced that Rao's coercion, so he couldn't detect who it was.

However, feeling the violently fluctuating breath of the man behind the rock wall, the old man's cloudy eyes had a complicated expression for a moment. He had watched the young man and woman grow up together, and so many stories happened together, even if it ended up like that, no matter how many years had passed.

Whether it's a person or a breath, anyone in the world can admit mistakes.

Only the man behind the rock wall would never admit his mistake.

Never.

It's just that......

Why?

Ji Er's eyes shook violently, and he looked up at the noisy front mountain of Zihua Mountain.

Why did the breath of the Great Priest reappear in the world?

What's really going on there?

……

……

The Great Priest's Order?

Although that aura was powerful, it disappeared in a flash, and there were actually very few cultivators who caught it.

Most of the people only saw that Ye Siyuan suddenly stopped, and they were at a loss and didn't understand what was happening.

Hearing Mr. Mengyang's words, Ji Jiashu's heart jumped, and he looked at the girl on the battle platform, only to find that Ye Siyuan in front of her suddenly took a step back.

He stabbed the sword in Yingyue's chest, and the sword that didn't pierce into it didn't go any further, but took a step back.

Ye Siyuan seemed to see something impossible, the smug and arrogant expression on his face faded instantly, and the hand holding the Yue Wang Sword was actually trembling.

And at this moment, people discovered that the light that was originally shrouded on the Yue Wang Sword had actually disappeared!

"What's going on?" Jiang Yuanyuan was stunned and spoke, "Although Ye Siyuan is messing around, it is impossible to use up all the true yuan at once, right?" ”

It really can't be.

Ji Jiashu stood on the high platform, looking at the scene in the distance in a daze.

He touched the Spring Thunder Sword at his waist and felt the silence of the long sword at his waist.

At this time, the Yue Wang Sword in Ye Siyuan's hand was quieter than his sword.

Obviously, the Yue Wang Sword is now the number one sword that can run rampant and domineering on the Shanhai Continent.

At this time, it was as if he had met a nemesis, and he no longer dared to release his murderous aura.

"It's not that it's used up," Ji Jiashu looked at the dim sword in Ye Siyuan's hand, and said in a daze, "It's suppressed." ”

The breath of his father's sword was suppressed by another breath.

Suppressed?

Jiang Yuanyuan's eyes widened, what was it that was actually able to suppress the Yue Wang Sword?

Thinking of the fleeting palpitating aura emitted from the girl's body just now, he took a deep breath, "What the hell was that on her body just now?" ”

In his realm, he only had time to see that a red light floated in front of the skirt of the girl's clothes just as the sword was about to pierce the girl. Then Ye Siyuan's sword seemed to encounter some invisible force and couldn't stab it.

What is that light?

And at this moment, the other high-level cultivators who had captured the scene just now were also speculating, and the next moment a shocking sword suddenly sounded from the group of examiners

"Is it the Immortal Curse?"

"The immortality curse ordered by the Great Priest?"

"Is that girl really there?"

Immortality? Jiang Yuanyuan's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he suddenly remembered this rumor.

Because he was the one who was going to marry Princess Qianqin, he had investigated the information about that princess in advance. Regarding the pair of children left by the second emperor Yinghao, there is no merit in their own talents, but the most famous thing about them is a rumor.

That is, when the two brothers and sisters were born, Emperor Taizu, who was still alive at the time, asked the then great secretary Lin Shubai to set an immortal curse for the two brothers and sisters to protect their lives.

Of course, this immortal curse doesn't know what will happen when facing the rank, but in the face of attacks below the level, it is said that it cannot be killed.

Ying Hanri has not died in the face of assassination for many years, and it is because of this immortal curse.

As for the princess, because she was rarely assassinated, not many people really believed this rumor.

But at this time, facing the girl who was still standing on the battle platform and had not been impaled, people remembered this rumor again.

And this rumor is enough to explain what just happened

"Immortal curse?" Hearing the surrounding voices, Ye Siyuan, who thought he had found the answer, finally clenched the Yue Wang Sword in his hand again, looking at the girl in front of him who was clenching his chest and looking stunned, and the resentment in his eyes was so thick that it was about to drip down, "How can you have these things!" ”

How can a fallen royal family, a woman with no virtue and no talent, have these!

This is something that should be worthy of these strong men!

"Do you have it?" Ying Baoyue put away her mind and looked at the resentful young man in front of her and spoke.

Only she knew, and even if there really was any immortal curse, it was already gone when she crossed over.

Because the princess is dead.

All she has now is other curses, and she's welcome...

Ying Baoyue gently touched the piece of red jade on her chest, remembering the breath just now, and suppressed all the feelings in her heart.

Because if that person were still around, he would never want to see her distracted on the battlefield.

At this time, she has to face her opponent, what she wants to do in this life.

Ying Baoyue quietly looked at the sword in Ye Siyuan's hand, whose light was already dim, and spoke softly.

"It's been long enough, let's get it done."

"The end?" Ye Siyuan's face changed drastically, but he laughed out loud when he looked at the scars on the girl's body and the sword in his hand that shone more dimly than his.

"You think you can win?"

"Immortal?" The young man sneered, and a violent flame rose from the sword of King Yue, and he waved the long sword in his hand and threw himself at the girl, "I will kill you a hundred times, I want to see if you die!" Go to hell! ”

Looking at the long sword in Ye Siyuan's hand, a cultivator in the audience exclaimed, "Sword Mountain and Sea of Fire!" ”

The ninth sword of fire, the sword mountain and the sea of fire.

No one expected that the battle would go on like a cluster, he actually still had such strength, it seems that he had always relied on the true yuan in the sword of King Yue before, and his own true yuan was not lost at all!

But that girl has fought so far, and the loss is obviously quite serious, even if Ye Siyuan does not have the help of Yue Wang Jian, but who wins and who loses in this move is obviously ......

Apparently already ......

Everyone opened their eyes wide, watching the girl standing in front of the big array face the menacing Ye Siyuan, and just quietly grasped the hilt of the blue long sword in her hand.

It's as quiet as water.

It's as quiet as water.

She was quiet.

The water is broken, and Xiao Mengsheng is born.

"The Fourth Sword of the Water Law."

The next moment, there were faint ripples flowing on the Broken Water Sword, and in the mist and moon-like brilliance, Ying Baoyue spoke softly.

"Mirrors."

Bang.

Yue Wang Jian was picked off from Ye Siyuan's hands. 166 Reading Network