Zhao Hao and the mountain bandit led by him were still fighting fiercely, but after such a long battle, Zhao Hao obviously had the upper hand, and he had a faint suppressive advantage.

Wen Qingye nodded and said appreciatively, "Your brother's swordsmanship is good."

When Zhao Mei heard this, she immediately said proudly: "Of course, my brother's swordsmanship is a genius in Tianqian Academy, do you want me to let Zhao Hao teach you a few tricks?"

Although Zhao Mei felt that Wen Qingye's strength was good, she must still be much worse than Zhao Hao, after all, Zhao Hao was also a martial artist of the Five Heavens of Refining Yuan.

Zhao Xia's face turned red suddenly, although Wen Qingye's cultivation was indeed a little low, but Wen Qingye's swordsmanship, although Zhao Xia couldn't see it very clearly, but one thing was known, Zhao Hao's swordsmanship was still a lot worse than Wen Qingye's.

Wen Qingye had a smile in his eyes, shook his head and said, "Forget it, no need"

Zhao Mei was about to speak, but at this time, the mountain bandit led by Zhao Hao made a move, pretending to be invincible, and attacked Wen Qingye's side.

Zhao Xia and Zhao Mei were both startled, and hurriedly picked up the weapons in their hands to resist.

"Silver Moon is Immortal!"

Wen Qingye was indeed extremely calm, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he reacted quickly, the sword in his hand moved, as if he was a peerless swordsman, the sword moved with his body, his body moved with his heart, and the sword light floated by, like a glimpse of floating light, there is only one word to describe it, fast!

If it was in normal times, it was still okay for the mountain bandits of the Refining Yuan Fifth Heaven to dodge Wen Qingye's sword, but at this moment, after fighting for so long, as soon as they escaped, their hearts were relieved, and they themselves rushed to the sword in Wen Qingye's hand, and it was too late to dodge.

"Eight Desolation Sword Technique!"

The mountain bandit led by gritted his teeth, raised the knife in his hand above his head, and his whole body also turned twice in the air, a fierce cold light appeared on the knife body, and the domineering momentum swept away directly, and a huge knife qi suddenly erupted on the knife body, constantly emerging in all directions.

"Be careful!" Zhao Xia couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the sharp knife aura.

One turn, one sword out!

It was like the moonlight shining on the ground, as light as it was, and the moment when the sword light flew was not like killing, but like dancing.

"Si!"

"Whew!"

The speed of both of them was extremely fast, and then they both stopped.

Two knife wounds appeared on Wen Qingye's clothes, and blood-red marks appeared, but he did not fall down and insisted on supporting his body with his sword.

"Plop!"

The mountain bandit led by him fell directly to the ground, stirring up the heavy dust on the ground.

Zhao Xia hurriedly walked to Wen Qingye's side and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, skin trauma!" Wen Qingye continued to sweat on his forehead, but he still smiled.

At this time, Zhao Hao walked over, his face was a little red, if it wasn't for his carelessness just now, he wouldn't have almost been taken advantage of by this mountain bandit, and the most important thing was Wen Qingye's swordsmanship, which amazed him.

Zhao Hao couldn't help but think of admiring Wen Qingye's superb swordsmanship in the small village, and now he was even more ashamed, Wen Qingye's swordsmanship was not at the same level as him at all.

Zhao Mei walked to Zhao Hao's side, and Nunu asked in a low voice: "Xiao Hao, Wen Qingye's swordsmanship just now seems to be very powerful, can you do it?"

"Me?" Zhao Hao said with self-deprecation: "I'm still 108,000 miles away?"

Zhao Xia carefully took out a bundle of gauze, then took off Wen Qingye's clothes, tied the gauze to Wen Qingye, and said softly: "These are all sterilized, your knife edge is not deep, as long as you apply a little medicinal herbs, it will be fine soon."

Wen Qingye nodded and said with a smile: "You are quite well prepared."

"Yes, it's always good to be a little more prepared when you go out on a trip this time," Zhao Xia raised her head and said with a smile on Wen Qingye.

Zhao Hao bit his lip, looked at Wen Qingye seriously and said, "Brother Wen, is the sword technique you just used the Falling Moon Sword Technique?"

Falling Moon Swordsmanship?

When Zhao Xia and Zhao Mei heard this, their eyes looked at Wen Qingye.

The name of the Falling Moon Sword God is too loud, this hand sword technique is rumored to be the sword technique that the Falling Moon Sword God began to become famous, although it is not one of his most powerful sword skills, but the meaning is different, and it has been lost for I don't know how many years.

"It's the Falling Moon Sword Technique," Wen Qingye said casually.

Zhao Hao looked at Wen Qingye's eyes, and immediately became different, his breath was short for a while, and there was a kind of excitement and reverence in his eyes.

Wen Qingye couldn't help but smile, although he didn't know how this Falling Moon Sword God was good, but his previous life was definitely much stronger than this Falling Moon Sword God.

Zhao Mei looked at Wen Qingye, her eyes widened and asked, "Could it be that you are the next-generation disciple of the Falling Moon Sword God?"

"No," Wen Qingye shrugged his shoulders and said, "He is not qualified to be my master yet"

Wen Qingye's tone was very indifferent, if this was outside, he would definitely be ridiculed unbridledly.

Zhao Xia's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, looked at Wen Qingye and said, "Good look, backbone"

Zhao Hao nodded heavily and said, "Brother Wen's swordsmanship will definitely not be worse than that of the Falling Moon Sword God in the future."

The tone of the two seemed to encourage Wen Qingye, Wen Qingye smiled, and did not explain more.

Zhao Xia carefully bandaged Wen Qingye, and then directed at Zhao Hao and Zhao Mei: "This mountain road is difficult to walk, I think it is better for us to rest for a while before leaving."

Zhao Mei said with some concern: "The one who died just now seems to be the second master of Heiyun Mountain, I heard that the strength of the big boss of Heiyun Mountain is a grade higher than the strength of the second master, I don't know this time..."

Zhao Hao held the sword tightly in his palm, and a hint of determination flashed on his face, "Don't worry, if we join forces, aren't we still an opponent of a big master?"

Wen Qingye sat down cross-legged directly, and carried the longevity recipe up, and the surrounding vitality suddenly surged towards Wen Qingye, and Wen Qingye's body was like a huge black hole.

Zhao Mei muttered, "Did he take the pill?

Zhao Xia thought for a while and said, "It should be, didn't he say it?

The strong vitality slowly gathered, and then continued to baptize towards Wen Qingye's body, and some of Wen Qingye's minor injuries were instantly healed, coupled with the effect of the pill, this external injury would soon be healed.

After about a stick of incense, Wen Qingye slowly opened his eyes.

"Let's go," Wen Qingye said with a smile.

Zhao Xia pointed to Wen Qingye's wound, "Your injury...."

Wen Qingye shook his head, and said indifferently: "It's not in the way, it's just a small injury, it's almost fine."

.........

Wen Qingye thought of the mountain bandits in Fangcai, frowned and said, "I always feel a little strange, why did the mountain bandits of Heiyun Mountain suddenly rush out from under the mountain, and they seem to be very anxious."

Zhao Xia expressed her agreement with Wen Qingye's opinion, "This is really suspicious, it may be that you killed the people and horses under their cottage, and they are ready to send someone to retaliate against you."

Wen Qingye shook his head and said, "I don't see it, how can they react so quickly, in my opinion, they seem to be fleeing."

"Escape?" Zhao Mei asked curiously.

Wen Qingye said slowly: "Well, I think it should be the reason why Heiyun Mountain is the big boss, I can't say for sure, it's just a guess in my heart."

"The stockade has arrived, but there seems to be someone in front," Zhao Hao whispered in front.

Wen Qingye looked through the sparse and sparse obstructions, and the cottage in front of him was located on the edge of the cliff, and the door of the village was wide open, as if with a trace of bloodlessness.

Wen Qingye frowned, and secretly said in his heart, it seems that this person who was arrested should have suffered misfortune.

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