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"Qiang!"

Two sword sounds sounded one after another, and when I heard it, it seemed to come out together.

I saw that the two demon beasts that were originally fangs and claws were torn apart in an instant, turning into countless fragments.

However, the two sword lights of different colors before hovered in the sky a few times, one was thrown into Ye Fan's body, while the other flew behind the man who stepped on the long sword and floated in the air, and then disappeared.

Previously, there was more than one person who made a move just now.

In the moonlight, I saw that the man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, very handsome between his eyebrows and eyes, but his face was calm.

He was dressed in a blue and white robe, carrying a large sword box behind him, and standing steadily on a long sword with long boots on his feet.

The breeze blows, and the sleeves of the robe flutter with the wind, like an immortal, extremely chic.

Glancing at Ye Fan in surprise, the man saluted, and arched his hand: "The junior Qionghua sent Murong Ziying, I didn't know that the seniors were here, so I made a rash move, and dared to ask the seniors for their names?" ”

"This Shushan faction, Ye Fan."

Ye Fan was a little surprised that he could meet Murong Ziying in this place.

But what surprised him even more was Murong Ziying's age and cultivation.

From the previous hand alone, it can be seen that Murong Ziying has already reached the level of "turning qi into a sword", which is only slightly inferior to the Dugu Sword Saint in the first immortal sword, and can be regarded as extraordinary.

"Senior Ye is here late at night, I don't know ......?"

After learning Ye Fan's identity, Murong Ziying couldn't help but show a hint of caution, although the status of the Qionghua faction in the immortal cultivation world is incomparable now, but the sudden rise of the Shushan faction is naturally not to be underestimated.

What's more, with Murong Ziying's current cultivation, he can't see through Ye Fan in the slightest, and this alone is enough to make people pay attention to it.

"This seat passed by here with a small apprentice, and happened to meet two demon beasts, and I plan to let them practice their hands."

In this regard, Ye Fan did not hide anything, and pointed out the beginning and end of the matter in a few words.

In fact, with Murong Ziying's wisdom, when she saw Han Lingsha and Yun Tianhe, she had some guesses in her heart, and the reason why she asked this question was just out of friendship.

After all, Murong Ziying made a rash move just now, although the original intention was to save people, but in front of Ye Fan, a senior of Shushan who did not know the depth of cultivation, it was a bit of a transgression, which would inevitably make the other party dissatisfied.

As for Han Lingsha and Yun Tianhe on the side, they didn't know much about the bends and bends, but they just glanced at Murong Ziying with a little curiosity.

After all, Murong Ziying's sword just now, coupled with this dress, is indeed a bit eye-catching, Rao is an ignorant person like Yun Tianhe, and he can't help but feel envious, not to mention Han Lingsha.

Suddenly, just when everyone thought that Murong Ziying would leave, the latter suddenly took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and stepped forward and said, "Senior Ye, junior has a reluctant request. ”

"Please."

With his understanding of the original work, Ye Fan couldn't guess Murong Ziying's thoughts at the moment, and he was slightly curious in his heart.

"The younger generation has heard for a long time that the Shushan faction's swordsmanship is extraordinary, and when I see the seniors today, it is difficult to control myself in my heart, so I implore the seniors to give the juniors some guidance,"

As he spoke, he saw that in the sword box behind Murong Ziying, the sword light flashed, and the long sword pointed at him from afar, and a fierce battle intent spontaneously emerged.

"Interesting ......"

glanced at Murong Ziying quite funny, Ye Fan didn't expect that he would become the target of others' challenges?

"Master......"

Han Lingsha on the side glanced at Ye Fan carefully, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

As for Yun Tianhe, he looked at the roast boar next to the bonfire with a bitter face, and after the two demon beasts before, this boar who had wasted a lot of his hard work seemed to be a little over-roasted......

"Let's make a move."

As this sound fell, Murong Ziying's body suddenly changed, and a light blue light flashed out, and he shouted softly: "In this case, I have offended, senior!" ”

"Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword!"

Suddenly, countless silver-white swords appeared in the sky, shining fiercely in the moonlight.

In the blink of an eye, these small swords were gathered together in several piles, forming a huge lightsaber that shot straight towards Ye Fan.

"Master!"

Seeing this, Han Lingsha couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

looked at Ye Fan again, but he didn't seem to hear it, and stretched out his palm with a light smile.

"Bell-!"

The white fingers clashed with the huge lightsaber, and this seemingly weak finger brought Murong Ziying an unprecedented pressure.

"Uh-"

Under the heavy pressure, Murong Ziying's face suddenly turned red.

"This move is a bit interesting, but the power is still too weak," Ye Fan said quietly.

"Go-!"

As soon as these words came out, I saw that the white fingers were lightly pointed towards the sword body, which seemed to be easy and freehand, but it was like an antelope hanging its horns, and Xuan Zhi pointed at the weakest point of the bright sword body.

Suddenly, the huge silver lightsaber shattered inch by inch like a poisonous snake that had been hit by seven inches.

"Click-"

Murong Ziying was shocked, his own family affairs, this "Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword" is his proud work, which gathers the essence of the swordsmanship of the Qionghua School, and it is enough to change the color of heaven and earth with one shot!

But in Ye Fan's mouth, he only got an evaluation of "the power is too weak"?

Looking at the shattered sword light, Murong Ziying's heart continued to sink, she had practiced the swordsmanship for so many years, and she couldn't even match the other party's fingers......

This is difficult for anyone to accept.

"How, but do you want to continue?"

defeated the enemy with one move, but Ye Fan suddenly turned a blind eye, glanced at Murong Ziying with interest, and said quietly.

Suddenly, Murong Ziying's face turned red, and she was so sad that she almost wanted to vomit blood.

This kind of trick that he used his most proud, but was understated by others, and the feeling of retreating with one finger was something Murong Ziying had never encountered in his life.

I think that he has been practicing in the Qionghua School for so many years, whether it is among the elders of those teachers or the brothers of the same generation, they are all favored and highly appreciated, and now they are so simply defeated......

After being silent for a long time, Murong Ziying seemed to have regained her previous indifferent appearance, and arched her hand: "Thank you seniors for your advice, Ziying is grateful, if he can meet his seniors again in the future, he will definitely come to ask for advice and say goodbye!" ”

With that, he harnessed the sword light and left.

"Hey, Uncle Ziying, Uncle Ziying...... Wait for us! ”

In the middle of the night, a rapid shout rang out.

I saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, hurrying over, she was dressed in a moon-white robe, and the style of her clothes was no different from Murong Ziying, obviously she was also from the Qionghua faction.

Seeing Murong Ziying's imperial sword flying away, the girl stomped her feet depressedly and sighed: "Alas, it's true, I didn't catch up!" ”

After a while, a male voice came from behind: "Xuanji, you slow down......"

I saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man also rushing over, he was panting and his face was full of sweat: "Xuanji, let's stop chasing ......"

When Xuanji saw him, she was so angry that she stomped her feet and said angrily: "Huai... North... Division... Brother, if you hadn't swallowed it slowly, how could we have chased Uncle Ziying away! ”

Huai Shuo explained: "Xuanji, you forgot, you and I accidentally fell under the forbidden spell when collecting demons before, and we couldn't use the sword technique within forty-eight hours, how can we catch up with Uncle Master with just two legs?" What's more, Uncle Shi also has something to do when he goes down the mountain this time, so what is it if you blindly follow him like this? ”

“……”

Seeing the two of them arguing like no one else, Ye Fan's face suddenly darkened, and he coughed: "Two, you are also from the Qionghua faction?" ”

"Yes, Qionghua sent Huaishuo (Xuanji), I have seen my predecessors."

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Huai Shuo and Xuanji glanced at each other, quickly turned around, and bowed.

Just now, Ye Fan and Murong Ziying fought each other, but due to the distance, the two of them didn't see it clearly, but when they saw the end, Murong Ziying saluted Ye Fan before leaving.

With the ability of the two of them, it is naturally not difficult to judge that the man in front of him, who seems to be not very old, must be a certain senior in the immortal cultivation world.

Otherwise, with Murong Ziying's temperament, it would be impossible to perform this great gift.

"No need to be polite, the two of you are here with Ziying, right?"

"Exactly."

Huaishuo nodded and said apologetically: "I have been following the trail of Uncle Ziying so far, but I don't want to be one step too late, senior, I have to continue to hurry and leave." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Xuanji and said, "Xuanji, let's go." ”

Seeing the two disappear, Han Lingsha couldn't help but step forward and said curiously: "Master, since these three people are all disciples of the Qionghua Sect, why don't we leave with them?" ”

"This matter is the teacher's own plan."

Glancing at Han Lingsha with a smile, Ye Fan couldn't help but say: "Lingsha, you and Tianhe have just embarked on the road of cultivation, and you still need to practice more in the future. Therefore, I intend to leave it to the two of you along the way. ”

"Ah......h

Hearing this, Han Lingsha's face collapsed, and she turned her head to look at Yun Tianhe.

The latter was facing a pork leg, "humming, humming" and struggling, and eating happily.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Han Lingsha had no choice but to stomp her feet depressedly, turn around and enter the small building.