Yun Zhongzi, who was in indignation, didn't expect Ye Changsheng to accept the offer, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Afraid that the senior brother would stop him, he hurriedly took a step back, hugged his fists again and said, "Ye Gongzi, please!"

Ever since the little junior sister Ling'er, who had a temperament, went up to the mountain gate, the entire Zixia Palace became vivid.

Among the new generation of disciples, there are many people who admire Zi Ling'er, and Yun Zhongzi is one of them.

Whenever he had the opportunity to be with Ling'er's little sister, Yun Zhongzi was very happy, but every time he heard the little sister mention her childhood sweetheart's immortal brother, Yun Zhongzi was jealous.

Today, he snatched the job of welcoming Ye Changsheng up the mountain, just to take this opportunity to teach Ye Changsheng a good lesson, and to teach the little junior sister to know who is the real strong man.

"Please!" Ye Changsheng clenched his fists and took a step back.

Sledgehammer took three steps back, feeling a little bored, and simply coiled up the multi-treasure bead of the six-character mantra.

Not to mention, there is an extra string of beads in my hand, not to mention anything else, it is not bad to pass the time.

Yun Youzi, who came with Yun Zhongzi, saw that the matter had come to this point, so he had no choice but to retreat, and did not forget to tell his junior brother: "Senior brother, the point is up!"

Zixia Palace is hidden in the deep mountains, and the disciples of the Daomen rarely ask about the world, so the Ye Changsheng they know is a swordsmith, because of the relationship with the Zixia Villa, there is a little relationship with the Daomen.

Therefore, in Yun Youzi's opinion, Ye Changsheng's strength is extremely limited, and he is not the opponent of his junior brother at all.

The junior disciple went up the mountain at the age of eight, and has been practicing for twelve years, and his cultivation has reached the middle level of the Chong Qi realm, and he can be described as a leader among the new generation of disciples.

If not, how could Yun Zhongzi be so arrogant and have such a strong desire to win?

I only hope that Yun Zhongzi will control the proportions and not really hurt Ye Changsheng, otherwise it will be difficult for the senior commander to explain, and it will not be easy for Senior Sister Ling'er to explain.

In a few breaths, Yun Zhongzi's aura was calm, and he drew his sword leisurely, and the long sword made of peach wood stabbed towards Ye Changsheng elegantly.

This sword already has a rhyme, which is pleasing to the eye.

It seems to be unpleasant, and it is weak and weak, but in fact, it has a deep accumulation, which can be accelerated in an instant, and it can burst out with huge power in an instant.

Sure enough, Yun Zhongzi's arm stretched halfway, and the wooden sword suddenly accelerated, like a meteor catching the moon, bringing out a flash of blue light and stabbing at Ye Changsheng's chest.

Ye Changsheng's body only shook slightly, as if he didn't have time to dodge at all.

Under Yun Zhongzi's happy gaze, the tip of the wooden sword was on Ye Changsheng's shoulder.

Yun Zhongzi didn't spare the slightest hand, just his shoulder, at most he stabbed a blood hole, no big deal.

However, to his surprise, his sword seemed to slip away!

The tip of the sword was not subjected to any force, as if it were pierced on a round colloid drenched with tung oil.

Ye Changsheng just turned around slightly, and the tip of the sword slid past, and he didn't even break Ye Changsheng's robe.

However, Yun Zhongzi still saw Ye Changsheng's deformed shoulders and twisted muscles, and couldn't help but move in his heart, the technique of soft body!

There are often private exchanges between Taoist disciples and Buddhist disciples, so Yun Zhongzi is not ignorant of Buddhist martial arts.

Especially a few days ago, Master Sangmu of the Empty Xuanxuan lineage came to visit, and Yun Zhongzi and Guru's disciples fought hands, and they are no strangers to the art of yoga and soft body.

The technique of soft body can twist the muscles at will and change the shape of the limbs, so as to produce the effect of unloading and borrowing force.

Ye Changsheng was able to avoid his sword, which was to use the unloading force of the soft body technique.

All thoughts, but between flashes.

Yun Zhongzi stabbed the air with a sword, his body was deflected, and after turning around, he straightened his sword and stabbed at Ye Changsheng like a shadow.

Almost at the same time, Ye Changsheng's left palm poked forward and met the roaring sword blade.

His palm seemed to have doubled in size in an instant, and a strange power swirled in his palm, impartial, and it happened to lock the tip of the wooden sword.

Yun Zhongzi's sword momentum, like a mud cow entering the sea, instantly dissolved into intangible.

No matter how the cloud neutron urged the energy, the wooden sword seemed to freeze, and it couldn't move at all.

Yun Zhongzi suddenly changed color, and Ye Changsheng's big hand suddenly flipped over.

"Bang!"

The tip of the wooden sword was crushed, and sawdust flew around.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Ye Changsheng pushed his palm forward, and the wooden sword exploded one by one, and sawdust flew all over the sky.

Yun Zhongzi was inexplicably frightened, and in an instant, among the flying sawdust, Ye Changsheng's white palm had already advanced to the hilt of the sword.

Without waiting for Yun Zhongzi to react, Ye Changsheng's palm flipped again, and he had already snatched the bare hilt of the sword.

Floating and retreating, Ye Changsheng crushed the hilt of the sword, and smiled indifferently: "Agreed!"

Yun Zhongzi still stood there in a daze, and looked at his right hand sharply, only then did he realize that even the hilt of his sword had been taken away by Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng's movements were actually not fast, but they were like flowing water, without the slightest hindrance, so that this smooth force did not make Yun Zhongzi react until it was over.

Yun Zhongzi looked at the sawdust falling from Ye Changsheng's hand, his face turned blue and purple, and he was ashamed in his heart.

Originally, he thought that he would just teach a country boy a lesson, and it would be effortless at all, but he didn't expect that he would be easily crushed by the other party.

Even if he was ten thousand unconvinced in his heart, he also knew that Ye Changsheng's strength was far above him, and the two were not at the same level at all!

His face was so hot that Yun Zhongzi didn't even dare to look at Ye Changsheng's eyes, so without saying a word, he turned around and left in embarrassment.

The sledgehammer put away the Duobao Bead, took out a white handkerchief, stepped forward, and handed it to Ye Changsheng.

Yun Youzi, who was watching the battle, only reacted at this time, glanced at the back of his junior brother, and hurriedly walked in front of Ye Changsheng, and said in awe and apology: "Ye Gongzi, in fact, Yun Zhongzi has no malicious intentions, I hope you can forgive me." ”

It's incredible, Ye Changsheng understated, and he abolished Yun Zhongzi's wooden sword, using only one move!

Yun Youzi was shocked, but he also really understood why the division commander called Ye Changsheng a "distinguished guest".

Ye Changsheng was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the strength he showed was comparable to the first person of the new generation of Zixia Palace, Yun Yangzi.

This kind of person can no longer be described as a genius, but can only be a demon.

Moreover, Ye Changsheng was not a professional cultivator, he was a swordsmith!

Ye Changsheng glanced at the stainless steel sword hanging from Yun Youzi's waist, and smiled politely: "Your junior brother has specially prepared a wooden sword, and he also has a heart, and he is acknowledging his affection." ”

Yun Youzi smiled awkwardly, he only realized when his junior brother pulled out the wooden sword that his junior brother was prepared.

Obviously, Ye Changsheng didn't mean to blame, which also made Yun Youzi breathe a sigh of relief, and his affection for Ye Changsheng increased greatly.

"Ye Gongzi, two please!"

Ye Changsheng nodded, took out a jade sculpture covered with silk cloth, handed it to the sledgehammer, and walked towards the mountain gate of Zixia Palace under the guidance of Yun Youzi.

(End of chapter)