As soon as the sword fell, it seemed that there was a big wave accompanying it, whistling, and a burst of turbulent waves sounded in the air.

"Ghost Dance Sword!"

Mu Yun's expression changed, and he shouted in a low voice, dancing with his sword, drawing a strange arc and slashing towards Ye Ling.

"Whew!"

With a sword, Ye Ling retreated, stood still, Mu Yun's long sword was inserted into the ground, retreated and retreated, and hit a tree in the courtyard, the big tree trembled, the leaves flew, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Mu Yun's mouth.

"How is that possible?" he looked at Ye Ling, his face was shocked, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling.

Facing that sword, he felt as if he was facing a stormy wave, wave after wave, and finally shattered his defense, what kind of swordsmanship was it?

A sword, destroying the withering and decaying, defeated him, shattered his confidence, and looked at the people in the courtyard, he was shocked.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?" he asked, staring at Ye Ling, looking at Ye Ling's sword, with unwillingness in his eyes.

He broke through the Danwu Quadruple, ranked the 379th in the Inner Gate, and occupied the 379th Courtyard of the Inner Gate Peak, how could he lose to a person in the Danwu Quadruple Realm.

Ye Ling looked at him lightly, suddenly, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, put away his sword, turned away, and left a sentence, which made De Muyun's expression shocked, and the courtyard was quiet.

"Kendo, the sword is the master, the sword skill is supplemented, if the sword is holy, waving your hand is the sword skill, you are on the wrong path. ”

In a word, it echoed in the courtyard for a long time, and when Mu Yun came back to his senses, there was no longer Ye Ling's figure.

"The sword is the main thing, and the skill is the secondary?" Mu Yun looked at the silent night, and his face was stunned.

On the mountainside, a courtyard stands quietly, there are two miscellaneous disciples standing in front of the courtyard gate, with a pair of confused eyes, are dozing, and there is a wooden sign hanging on the side of the courtyard gate, writing a number of "three hundred and twenty-five", which means that this is the third hundred and twenty-fifth courtyard of the inner gate.

There are five hundred courtyards in the inner gate, and one courtyard is a disciple of the inner gate, and the three hundred and twenty-five courtyards live in the person who ranks three hundred and twenty-five in the inner gate.

"Sha~Sha~"

A sound sounded, as if it was footsteps, very abruptly, so that the two miscellaneous disciples were agitated, sobered up, looked into the distance, and saw a purple figure.

"Who are you, this is the Three Hundred and Twenty-Five Courtyard, Senior Brother Feng Yun is resting, if ......"

A miscellaneous servant spoke, only halfway through his words, and then came to an abrupt end, and two swords swept through the night, swept towards them, slashed between their ears, and cut off a few strands of hair, making their bodies tremble.

"Who are you, ...... What do you want to do, this is the inner gate, it is Senior Brother Feng Yun's courtyard, if you dare to touch us, Senior Brother Feng Yun will not let you go. ”

The two miscellaneous disciples said, looking at Ye Ling who was walking slowly, trembling with fear on their faces.

Ye Ling paused, glanced at the two of them, walked past the two of them, and walked directly into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, a young man stood, looking at Ye Ling lightly, with bare arms, muscles all over his body, green tendons protruding, and two iron balls next to him, connected by an iron chain, the realm of Danwu Quadruple.

"Who are you?"

He asked, his gaze fixed on Ye Ling's face, as if he had thought of something, his gaze condensed slightly.

"A few days ago, I heard that a purple-clothed swordsman appeared in the hunting ground, wearing a silver dragon mask, and defeated a lot of inner disciples, called Ziye, but you?" asked the shirtless young man, Ye Ling looked at him and nodded.

"On that day, a few inner disciples who were close to the middle of the rank went to look for you, but they didn't find it, they were already afraid of you, and they hid, but I didn't expect that in a few days, you appeared again, no longer a hunting ground, but this inner gate group of peaks, and directly found me, do you know who I am?"

The shirtless young man said, with a hideous look on his face, he held the iron chain on the side, moved slightly, the two huge iron balls trembled, and the ground was shaken, Ye Ling looked at him, his eyes were slightly condensed.

"My name is Feng Yun, the inner gate ranks the three hundred and twenty-five, the person who challenges me will either die or be disabled, and fight with me, but you have thought about it, once you make a move, you may die in my three hundred and twenty-five courtyards. ”

Feng Yun said, with hatred on his face, his eyes were flushed, he had killed people, quite a few.

Ye Ling looked at him, his eyes froze, the corners of his mouth rolled slightly, a smile overflowed, and his face was evil.

"Fight!"

With just one word, Ye Ling raised his sword and pointed at Feng Yun, Feng Yun looked at this scene, was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

"Okay, boy, have the guts, Danwu Yizhong even dared to challenge me, just for your courage, I will spare your life today, but you still have to be careful." ”

Feng Yun said, and with a pull, the two iron balls moved, rose in the air, and flew up under the influence of Feng Yun's power.

"Purple Night, here. ”

Feng Yun said, stepping on the ground, jumped up, waved the iron ball, and slammed it towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's eyes froze, on the side of his body, he avoided it, the iron ball fell, and the stones flew, only for a moment, the iron ball moved sideways, and smashed towards Ye Ling, Ye Ling's expression froze, waved his sword, and met it.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Ye Ling was smashed and flew out, retreated to the courtyard gate, and hit the courtyard gate, and cracks cracked in one wall.

"Haha, yes, you can block my blow, Purple Night, so you can be proud enough. ”

Feng Yun said with a smile, rushed again, swung the iron ball, and smashed it down, Ye Ling jumped to dodge, and a wall was directly smashed to pieces, but in an instant, another iron ball swung towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling slid with the trend, the iron ball brushed the air, and dodged again, looking at Feng Yun, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"What a flea, I only know how to hide, Zi Ye, don't you want to challenge me, do you dare to fight head-on?"

Feng Yun said, looking at Ye Ling, there was a trace of anger on his face, Ye Ling looked at him, his eyes were fixed, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Good. ”

Ye Ling said, then stopped, holding his sword, cutting through the air, and stirring up a wave of water.

"Come!"

Feng Yun shouted, the green tendons on his arm burst out, and slammed down towards Ye Ling, the corners of Ye Ling's face and mouth were slightly upturned, overflowing with a smile, and the sword was raised, as if a stone had fallen into the calm water, with a trace of ripples, and he did not dodge or dodge, and directly met it.

"Whew!"

A sword touched the iron ball, and the next moment, the sword was slightly deflected, like a wave of water, separated, the iron ball fell to the ground, Ye Ling picked it up again, and jumped the iron chain, Feng Yun's hands trembled, the iron chain came out of his hand, Ye Ling moved forward again, and a sword pierced the night sky and landed on his neck.

Quiet!

The night fell silent, and at the gate of the courtyard, the two handymen looked sluggish, and Feng Yun was also shocked.

Between the lightning and flint, they haven't seen it clearly, the battle is over, one moment Feng Yun is still pressing Ye Ling to fight, and the next moment he is directly losing, two swords, one slip, one pick, it is already over.

(End of chapter)