Ye Hongjian will never forget this face no matter what.

This face lifted her up when she was a child, saying that the little red note would be the most beautiful girl in the world when she grew up.

This face that tells her the righteousness of her family and country, and the common people come first.

This face has told her a lot of stories and told her a lot of truths.

Once upon a time, the owner of this face was the most perfect person in the world in Ye Hongjian's opinion. Not only full of economy, but also the world.

She used to be a role model, regarded him as a teacher, and wanted to be like him.

It's just that her full longing made her an accomplice to Xu Han's meticulous planning for several years in the end, and she was full of guilt for Xu Han, but she never believed in her heart that the old man who was kind in her eyes would perform such a poisonous plan.

Of course, she had already buried these doubts deep in her heart, after all, the master was dead.

Dying somewhere she didn't know was not a debatable thing, and the shattered card of life was ironclad proof.

But now, the master is standing in front of her alive, no more than a hundred feet away from her.

This was not her delusion, because the horror on Xu Han's face also conveyed this fact to her.

But why is he here? Is he resurrected from the dead or resurrected by the dead? What is his purpose, what does he want to do?

These questions inevitably came to Ye Hongjian's mind at this time.

But she didn't have time to dwell on these questions.

Bang!

The sky of the stars and the moon was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a huge thunderclap rang out.

The wind blew, and all the lights along the streets were extinguished, and the goods of the vendors were blown up by the strong wind, and the clothes of the pedestrians were raised.

Instinctively, everyone who realized that the rain was coming walked briskly towards the eaves on both sides of the street.

Xu Han and the cyan ghost were given a way to go directly to each other. Their eyes met, and they were silent on the street where the wind suddenly blew.

Drip!

The first drop of rain fell from a height of thousands of feet and fell heavily on the bluestone paved streets of Henghuang City, and it made a crisp sound, and then it was shattered.

But that soft sound was like some kind of command.

The rain poured down in one moment, and pedestrians who had no time to hide from the rain let out a cry of surprise and walked briskly down the street.

The old man standing on the corner of the street, dressed in a crow-blue robe, suddenly agitated against the wind.

The ground where his feet stood also rose slightly at that moment, and two cracks appeared.

And the next moment, the bulge spread towards the place where Xu Han and Ye Hongjian were located at an astonishing speed, and the two cracks also continued to surging towards the place where the two of them were with such a bulge.

Xu Han's faces sank, and the true yuan and sword intent around each of them surged at that time.

The muscles around Xu Han's body bulged high, the momentum of Haoran swayed, Ye Hongjian's clothes agitated, and the phantom of a phoenix divine bird appeared behind him, fluttering his wings and singing at that moment.

Rumble!

A loud bang rang out.

The bluestone slabs that paved the streets of Henghuangcheng were suddenly lifted up at that moment, and the gravel and dust flew all over the sky, and the pedestrians on both sides let out a frightened shout, trying to avoid the flying stones, but they were still inevitably hit by the stones.

And the thigh-thick vines in the dust revealed their true bodies like poisonous snakes, and they attacked Xu Han and the others like spirits.

Xu Han relied on his strong body, stretched out one hand and grabbed the roaring vine, the strength in his hand sank, thinking about tearing the vine, but the moment he made a move, his face changed. He was clearly full of strength, but the vine was extremely tough, and his pull was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it did not cause even half a bit of damage to the vine.

You must know that Xu Han's physical body cultivation has already reached the seventh realm immortal realm, and the strength of that physical body can no longer be described by the word horror alone, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it can split gold and break stones with the physical body alone, but at this moment, there is no way to take this vine.

This is a great way to illustrate some of the problems.

Thinking of this, Xu Han couldn't help but look up at the ghost in green clothes at the corner of the street, his pupils suddenly dilated at that time, and he clearly smelled the breath of an immortal from the body of that figure!

On the other side, the Phoenix Divine Bird summoned by Ye Hongjian seemed to have some kind of restraint effect on this vine, the spiritual flame inspired by the Phoenix Divine Bird, and the scorching temperature attached to her sword body, could actually cut off this strange vine that Xu Han was helpless about, but what she could do was limited to that.

Where the vines were cut off, new branches soon sprouted again, and more than that, the branches that were cut off from the ground took root when they landed, turning into another vine of the same thickness and sweeping towards Ye Hongjian.

The battle took place too abruptly.

Neither Ye Hongjian nor Xu Han had the heart to investigate in detail why the master would come back from the dead to appear here, let alone why he would act so decisively against the two.

Under the attack of that powerful and strange vine, they had to go all out.

Ye Hongjian was in danger, although she had the ability to cut through those vines, but every time she cut through that vine, new vines would spawn, which doubled the pressure she needed to face.

Ye Hongjian, who realized this, also took a few steps back after forcing away the vines that were killing again with her long sword, and then her eyes sank, and the long sword that shone with a cold glow was easily placed on her chest at this time. The phoenix divine bird behind her also seemed to feel something, flapping its wings and singing at that moment, and then turned into a streamer attached to Ye Hongjian's long sword.

At that moment, the scorching fire light on the snow-white sword lit up, and something faintly rose from between the woman's picturesque eyebrows.

"Feng Tianxiang!"

Her mouth was the same as before, and there was a soft groan like an edict.

The long sword swung out again, accompanied by a phoenix phantom, and struck straight towards the roaring vines!

I have to say that Ye Hongjian was praised by Da Zhou as the most talented person of the younger generation, and this statement is indeed not a lie. When Xu Han left Chang'an, this girl's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Heavenly Hunting Realm, and her face was gone, but at this moment, her cultivation was still at the end of the Dust Realm, and her body faintly touched the threshold of the Great Yan Realm. And with the combat power displayed by her talent, she is probably not far behind most of the powerhouses of the Great Yan Realm.

At this moment, the sword intent and the power of the phoenix spirit flame wrapped together were even greater.

Suddenly, it was as if there was really a phoenix in the world.

Those vines with fangs and claws were cut into several pieces like a defeat under this sword intent, but before these broken branches fell to the ground and stretched out new branches again, the phoenix Lingyan that came with the sword intent also showed their power at this moment, only to see those broken branches fall, Lingyan wrapped them, and they were burned into ashes in an instant.

Before Ye Hongjian, who had achieved such a result, had no time to show joy on his face, the clothes of the old man in green shirts standing on the corner of the street agitated again, and two huge vines grew on the ground under his feet, whistling and striking again.

Ye Hongjian's brows furrowed.

Not only because of the difficult vines, but also because she couldn't accept the fight with the old man.

But the other party didn't have the temperament to sit down and chat with her at all, and the shot was a killer move...

Ye Hongjian's heart gave birth to an indescribable taste, like the sorrow after the collapse of some beliefs, but she had to suppress this sorrow, turned her head to look at Xu Han who was trembling with the vines, and she called in a deep voice: "Xiao Han!"

Hearing this, Xu Han swung the pitch-black divine sword in his hand, and three thousand golden sword shadows appeared, who could not defeat those vines, but temporarily slowed down the opponent's cold attack.

Then he turned his head to look at Ye Hongjian, and the two looked at each other, even if they understood each other's intentions.

At that time, I saw Ye Hongjian's eyes condensed, the long sword in her hand waved, and the raging spiritual flame rose from her sword body again.

......

The rain became heavier and heavier, drenching the streets of Henghuang City.

There was no light in the cloudy city, only the shadow of the sword in the street.

Ordinary people have never seen such a scene, most of them are eager to flee from this place, and those who can't get away also hide in the shops on both sides of the street, only dare to observe this battle through the cracks in the door.

And under one of the eaves in the middle of the street, the two figures, one old and one young, seemed incompatible with the pedestrian.

The old man in sackcloth held an oil-paper umbrella, and the downpour of rain fell down the skeleton of the oil-paper umbrella, forming a curtain of water in the eyes of the old man.

The girl with pigtails under the old man looks pink, her face is a little baby fat, and she is holding a steamed bun at the moment and gnawing it fragrantly, but compared to the steamed bun in her hand, it seems that the battle of life and death that may affect the pond fish at any time in front of her can attract the attention of the little girl, she squinted at everything in front of her, with a little yearning in her eyebrows.

"Master, are they also fighting?"

"Hmm. ”

"Why is it different from the one just now. ”

"There are thousands of exercises in the world, and the methods of fighting are naturally different. ”

"Which one is more powerful?"

"They're all great, but they're not the best. ”

"Will you be the best, then?"

"Naturally. ”

"And when will you teach me?"

"I've already taught you. ”

"You lie!" the little girl tilted her head and thought carefully, the old man had taught her to write, taught her to squat, and taught her not only to eat meat, but also to eat vegetables. But these are much worse than the comings and goings of you and me in front of you.

She was about to look for the old man's theory, but the old man seemed to have lost interest in the battle in front of him at that time, and turned around to leave.

Seeing this, the little girl hurriedly chased after her in the rain, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "If you don't teach, you won't teach, you will know that you are deceiving." ”

The old man who walked away looked sideways at the girl with bulging cheeks like goldfish, and smiled.

"The most powerful kung fu in the world..."

"What is it?"

"Live. ”

"Live?"

"Hmm. You have lived through all the people who are better than you, and you are the most powerful person in the world. ”

"For example?"

"Wei Changming..."

"Another example?"

"Wu Xiao He..."

"Anything else?"

"Wang Yangming..."

"Are you the best now?"

"No, there's one person missing. ”

"Who?"

"Li Dongjun!"