Ye Feifei gently helped Cheng Yingfei and took two steps back, "Miss Yingfei, please!"

Cheng Yingfei sighed, glanced at him quickly, and walked towards his sister with a loss.

"Are you here to help me or is the lover here?" Cheng Yingsu reprimanded angrily.

"Ah...... Sister, what are you?" Cheng Yingfei's face turned even redder.

"No, then you go and take a hole in him!"

"Oh, no! I ...... I can't beat him!" Cheng Yingfei desperately defended.

"You're done!" Cheng Yingsu glared at her sister, pulled her behind her, and said to Ye Feifei, "Ye Feifei, my sister is still old, she is not sensible, and it is normal to be confused by you, even if there is a tie today, our Cheng family doesn't want to go against you, you go back!"

Ye Feifei shook his head, "I can't go back!"

"Do you really want to go against our Cheng family?" asked Cheng Yingsu loudly.

"I'm not against anyone. Ye Feifei said indifferently.

"Su'er, Fei'er, you come back!" Cheng Feng stepped forward.

"Ye Feifei, let me ask you, did Mao Keding's cowardly bag go to you?" asked Cheng Yingsu.

Ye Feifei nodded, "He's in my place." ”

Cheng Yingsu pulled Cheng Yingfei and left, but she didn't pull it after a few pulls, and seeing that her sister was looking at Ye Feifei stupidly, she patted her and said, "Don't be a nymphomaniac, hurry up!"

Cheng Yingfei reluctantly left.

"General Cheng, can I enter the city?"

Cheng Feng looked at him and asked, "Why don't you use your own weapon?"

Ye Feifei didn't want to hide it, and said, "The murderous aura is too heavy, and ...... Not very controlled. ”

"I see!Thank you for showing mercy to your female subordinates!" Cheng Feng pointed behind him, "My Cheng family leads the messenger who guards the city gate, if you let you go like this, King Mo Youxian, even I won't go over." ”

"Yingjie!"

"Dad!" Cheng Yingjie walked over quickly.

"Ye Feifei, this is my eldest son Cheng Yingjie, as long as you can win him, the city gate will be opened for you. ”

After Cheng Feng finished, he turned around and left.

Cheng Yingjie looked at Ye Feifei and asked, "Do you still plan to use weapons?"

"Brother Yingjie, do you have to fight?"

"No way, where is the duty!"

"In that case, how about borrowing a sword to use?"

As soon as Ye Feifei's words fell, a white shadow floated over.

"Use mine!"

Cheng Yingfei fluttered and handed him his sword with big eyes.

Ye Feifei took the sword, "Thank you!"

Cheng Yingfei blushed and said in a low voice, "You...... Don't hurt my brother!"

"I know. ”

Cheng Yingjie's eyes widened, "Sister, you look down on your brother like this?"

"You two will stop at the point, no one wants the mountain, who is the other?"

Cheng Yingfei looked at Cheng Yingjie expectantly.

Cheng Yingjie looked at her with tears and laughter, and shouted to Cheng Yingsu behind him, "Big sister, take my sister back." ”

"Brother, you haven't promised me yet!" Cheng Yingfei said loudly despite Cheng Yingsu, who was rushing over, pulling hard.

"Okay, my ancestor, don't embarrass us here!" Cheng Yingsu forcibly picked up her sister and ran to the city.

"I'm sorry, my sister is not sensible, you and I have to do our best to distinguish the winners and losers. Cheng Yingjie said embarrassedly.

"It's fine. Ye Feifei crossed the sword in his chest, "Come on!"

Cheng Yingjie took out a soft sword from his waist and slapped it on the hilt, only to hear a low roar, the sword body was straight, two or three meters long, shining and dazzling.

Ye Feifei couldn't help but be secretly frightened, and an instinctive intuition told him that the Cheng Yingjie in front of him was probably not easy to match.

The sword body shook, and a white rainbow went straight to Ye Feifei's chest.

Whether it is the sword style, it is Cheng Yingsu, but ...... The sword aura that swept across all directions was something that Cheng Yingsu had no way to use.

All the space in front of him and behind him seemed to be sealed in that moment, and the only thing he could do was wait for the blade to break through.

The breath in his body surged, and the palm of his right hand was about to move.

He collected his mind and swung his sword to block.

With Cheng Yingjie's sword momentum, the sword in his hand is like a toy.

Before the two swords intersected, Cheng Yingjie suddenly changed the direction of the sword, deliberately avoided his sword, and leaned up against his left shoulder, heading straight for his left ear.

Ye Feifei fell sideways, and at the same time, the sword blade slid and stabbed Cheng Yingjie in the abdomen.

"It's a good time!" Cheng Yingjie jumped up with a loud shout, and lightly stepped on his sword with both feet, and the long sword turned vertically and stabbed at his chest, which was still in a flat state.

Ye Feifei quickly rolled sideways to avoid his sword, and at the same time jumped behind Cheng Yingjie with his strength, and his right leg was raised and smashed down on his back.

Cheng Yingjie obviously didn't expect him to be so fast, so he hurriedly sank down and fell in a daze, although his back was dodged, his shoulder was still swept over, and he fell heavily to the ground under the force.

Ye extraordinary landing.

Cheng Yingjie had already flipped several times in a row and stood still outside the zhang.

Ye Feifei's expression was solemn, and he no longer dared to be careless.

Cheng Yingjie also held the sword in both hands and slowly approached him.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Both shot at the same time......

"Big brother, if you dare to hurt my mother's birthday gift to me, I will not spare you!"

Cheng Yingfei's still immature voice came from afar.

Ye Feifei in the battle group was stunned, no wonder Cheng Yingjie always dodged his sword intentionally or unintentionally.

The girl turned out to be helping herself!

Ye Feifei's heart warmed.

Although Cheng Yingjie has some scruples, he is not willing to take advantage of this.

Cheng Yingjie was surprised to see that he suddenly changed the number of paths, no longer blocking with a sword, but attacking with an attack, the speed of his subordinates slowed down slightly, and he was robbed of the upper hand by Ye Feifei, and forced him back a few steps with a few swords.

Cheng Yingjie reacted very quickly, attacking while retreating, and soon controlled the situation again.

Ye Feifei was anxious.

The sword in his hand is no different from a burning stick, but Cheng Yingjie is different, it is a soft sword that can turn! Not only that, the ubiquitous sword qi is what makes him uncomfortable.

No matter how he dodged, Cheng Yingjie's sword qi followed him like a shadow like air, and there was no way to avoid it, making his movements restricted everywhere.

Without sword qi, this is his biggest problem.

Cheng Yingjie also saw through his weakness, the sword opened and closed, and danced around him impenetrably.

Unconsciously, after hundreds of faces, although neither of them had the phenomenon of breathlessness, Ye Feifei was always in passive defense, standing tall and low

The feeling of impetuousness made him almost crazy.

The irritability became more and more difficult to control, and Ye Feifei's right hand holding the sword began to tremble.

A faint blue light wrapped the sword around his hand.

The air suddenly condensed, and the sword qi around him quickly diluted and dissipated, and everything changed.