Indifferently glanced at Kang Shaoqian, who suddenly became excited, and He Yun also set his eyes on Chang Zhiyuan, with an inexplicable expression.

"Sword Sect, famous for its nine divine weapons! Since the Lord of the Chang Vein has appeared here, can you let this hall see the divine soldiers of Wuwei Peak-Ghost Dao Wuwei!"

Every divine sword is very important to the Sword Sect. He Yun also believed that Chang Zhiyuan would definitely not rest assured that he would leave the divine sword on Wuwei Peak. That knife must be on Chang Zhiyuan's body.

Hearing He Yunye's words, Chang Zhiyuan's master and apprentice, who were standing together, immediately changed color. If He Yun also fights the idea of the Wuwei Peak Divine Soldier, it will be a big deal. With He Yun also in the powerful background of this Heavenless Emperor Dynasty, if they were determined to snatch the ghost sword, they would never be able to stop it.

"Your Highness, you ......"

Shout!

At this moment, outside the Drunken Eight Immortals Restaurant, a silver-white arc of light came out of the air and landed beside He Yunye. It was Chai Rangchuan and Fang Tiancheng who followed He Yunye closely.

"Your Excellency!"

Chai Rangchuan saluted.

"Hmm!"

Glancing at Fang Tiancheng and Chai Rangchuan, He Yun also responded lightly. The two followed, and He Yun was not the slightest surprised. If he didn't, he would be strange.

"Where's the fat man? Isn't he always the favorite to join in the fun?"

didn't see the fat man, He Yun also raised his eyebrows and asked out loud.

"My lord, the prince ...... him"

"Yun Ye, don't worry about the fat man for now, it is estimated that he is desperately rushing over. Which one is Kang Shaoqian? You didn't kill him by mistake, did you?"

Saying that, Fang Tiancheng couldn't help but look around nervously. After making sure that the surroundings were just a little messy and no one had died, I finally put my mind at ease.

“......”

He Yun also glanced at Fang Tiancheng with a little depression, too lazy to take care of him, facing Chang Zhiyuan, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone:

"If you don't want to, the main temple will not be with you. Master Changmai, when you go back this time, please restrain your disciples. Next time, the main hall will not show mercy! Let's go. ”

After that, He Yun was in no mood to waste any more time here, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Behind him, Chang Zhiyuan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, what he feared most did not happen. No matter how He Yun is also jealous of the strength of the Sword Sect, he is jealous of the mouse, or he is not greedy for the Wuwei Knife. All in all, He Yun didn't have the heart to snatch. In this way, it couldn't be better.

"In that case, I won't delay His Highness's time. Your Highness ...... go"

"He Yunye! Don't be complacent! One day, I, Kang Shaoqian, will avenge today's humiliation! I must let you bow your head and beg for mercy!"

Kang Shaoqian, whose face was full of unwillingness, roared at He Yun with a flushed face. All kinds of signs prove that the person in front of him is the real son of the Guogong Mansion. It's not someone else's fake.

It's just that this fact makes him even more desperate. He didn't even know how big the gap between him and He Yunye was. In a hurry, he shouted this sentence, and he didn't know whether he was trying to say something about the scene, or if it was true, to be able to mention the mind of surpassing He Yunye again.

"Suffered!"

As soon as Kang Shaoqian's words came out, Fang Tiancheng suddenly changed color. He knew that things couldn't get any better.

"Don't stop me, you rebel!"

Chang Zhiyuan was also shocked, and hurriedly reprimanded. It's just that he didn't have much worry in his heart, in his opinion, what Kang Shaoqian said, that is, to save face, was not very serious. And when he thinks like this, it can only show that he doesn't know He Yunye too well.

"Yunya, let's go. There is no need to be familiar with it. ”

Fang Tiancheng hurriedly persuaded, hoping to stop He Yunye. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Kang Shaoqian with an ugly face. This is the disciple of the sect! He has always lost but not lost the battle, and he has taken face very seriously. Even if he loses, he will leave a few words and pretend.

It's just that these words are no problem for those people in the sect. Even, some people will pretend to be generous and laugh it off. However, if you want to say this to He Yunye, it will really be Tai Sui's head breaking ground, and he will be tired of it.

Based on Fang Tiancheng's understanding of He Yunye, this person has always eaten soft rather than hard. I like to cut through the mess quickly, simple and rude, and I don't like trouble. For the troublesome things that may occur, they will not hesitate to strangle the root cause.

In addition, this person seems to be mild-mannered, but in fact he has a perverse personality and is lawless. And the meaning of Kang Shaoqian's words is obviously that he may be in trouble. This is nothing more than scratching He Yun's itch.

"Yun Ye, Yun Ye, don't be impulsive. If something happens to this Kang Shaoqian, it is inevitable that he will have a bad relationship with the Sword Sect. ”

"Hmph! Tiancheng! This is where you are inferior to your Lao Tzu! If you look ahead and backward in everything, you will only do the opposite!"

In the orange and golden spiritual power, He Yun also said with a cold face.

Bang!

The ground under He Yunye's feet cracked inch by inch, and He Yun's figure flashed, and instantly appeared in front of Kang Shaoqian. The index finger of his right hand was stretched out, and he nodded flat towards his forehead, his eyes calm. After fusing Liu Junkai's experience, He Yun also found himself more and more indifferent.

He didn't know if it was because of his nature, or if it was because of the remnants of his soul that had been devastated by the heat and coldness of the world.

"You are despicable!"

The figure was stagnant, and Kang Shaoqian was shocked. He didn't understand why He Yunye, who had decided the matter just now, would do it without warning. Not really, because of his inconsequential nonsense. All this can only prove that He Yun did not let him go early on.

The plain index finger stretched out from the orange and golden spiritual power, like a mortal finger, and pointed forward at a speed that was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the cultivator. Under this finger, Kang Shaoqian was like a quagmire, and his whole body was full of white spiritual power, but it was useless. I could only watch this finger point towards his forehead, and there was nothing I could do.

"Shizi, be merciful!"

The sand-yellow spiritual power swept out, and Chang Zhiyuan's face was unprecedentedly panicked. With a wave of his sleeves, the sound of ghosts roaring penetrated his heart and choked up.

"What's going on with this ghostly howl? It's so harsh! I can't do it!"

"Quick! Seal your hearing! It's a ghost knife! Chang Zhiyuan pulled out a ghost knife! I'll retreat a little farther away. ”

"What, retreat, retreat, retreat outside the restaurant. ”

The few remaining people in the restaurant quickly ran outside. In the blink of an eye, there were only three people left here, as well as the people of the Sword Sect. As for the shopkeeper of the restaurant and the little two in the restaurant, I don't know when, they have disappeared without a trace. It's as if this place has been completely handed over to them to make trouble.

Chang Zhiyuan's empty right hand, in a grip shape, clasped tightly, a thick knife intent, with a unique cold silence, raged out. The furnishings in the lobby of the restaurant were quickly dyed with a dull gray color, but they did not look damaged.

"Ahh

He Yunye's right index finger did not hesitate to point on Kang Shaoqian's forehead. The natural white spiritual power on the surface of Kang Shaoqian's body quickly dissolved as if it had been decomposed. The flesh and blood on Kang Shaoqian's forehead turned into nothingness as if annihilated. At this rate, Kang Shaoqian's skull and bones will immediately turn into dust.

"Ahh

The pain of flesh and blood consumption is unimaginable. The severe pain caused Kang Shaoqian to be like being fished out of water.

He Yun also frowned, trying to control this energy, avoiding the vital point of Kang Shaoqian's head, and extending towards his body. After a while, He Yun also showed a hint of surprise on his face, and the trace of doubt that had always existed between his eyebrows gradually faded. This Kang Shaoqian is really different from others.

The orange and golden spiritual power wrapped his fingers and quickly headed towards Kang Shaoqian's body. If he experiments with Qi Yun again, Kang Shaoqian is estimated to die immediately. When the time comes, it won't be interesting.

The vast spiritual power destroyed Kang Shaoqian's dantian and the meridians in his body in a blink of an eye. Kang Shaoqian's face was full of pain, he collapsed to the ground and fainted. Since then, Kang Shaoqian can only be a waster. I can only spend the rest of my life on the bed.

"You damn it!"

Seeing Kang Shaoqian paralyzed on the ground, Chang Zhiyuan, who thought that he had returned to the netherworld, was about to split, and all along, he always looked like he was acting, revealing indescribable tragic hatred.

Rumble!

The sand-yellow spiritual power emptied up, and the restaurant was instantly shattered into ruins. Behind Chang Zhiyuan, a sand-yellow four-story heavenly ladder, oppressing the void, emerged.

At the same time, Chang Zhiyuan's right hand, which was holding a knife, suddenly slashed towards He Yunye's head. The clouds above He Yunye's head were instantly split into two sections like a knife cut, swinging towards the distance. The rolling air waves, like a torrent bursting the embankment, washed in all directions.

"Oh my god! I@¥%$......"

The rush of the fire was successful, and he bore the brunt of it, and his body was instantly submerged in the waves of air that washed the sky. Familiar invective, confusing inside.

"Your Excellency!"

Chai Rangchuan exclaimed, the silver-white spiritual power was densely covered on the surface of his body, and his figure flashed, quickly blocking in front of He Yunye.

"Get out of the way!"

Airplanes!

The sound of Qingyue's knife resounded in the sky. He Yun also had a pale face, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed Chai Rangchuan away, and greeted him without dodging. He wanted to see if his divine lead was better, or if the ghost knife was stronger. In his opinion, although this Sword Sect is known as the Nine Swords Peerless, it is definitely not as good as this demon knife in his hand!

The ghost knife of the Sword Sect is inactive, which is different from the Jade Dragon Knife of the Sword Sect that has never appeared in the world. Among the Nine Swords of the Sword Sect, it can be regarded as a relatively active existence. On the mainland, it has appeared several times. Although not many people have seen it, its particularity has been well known to the world.

Wuwei knife, ethereal and invisible, but real. The peculiarity of this knife is that it is absolutely difficult for outsiders to see its form except for the person who holds it. Therefore, it is impossible to prevent a showdown with it. And because when the knife was released, the ghost roared in the sky, and the yin qi was pressing, and the world was more willing to call it a ghost knife.