Meng Yi turned around and saw that Qin'er had already entered the hospital with the little white ape in her arms, and she was also thinking about Xiao Yu in her heart, so she planned not to entangle Tang Yue too much.

Seeing Tang Yue slowly pull out the phantom horizontal knife, Meng Yi was indifferent, still standing with his hands in his hands, scorning the other party.

Meng Yi's indifferent and arrogant expression made Tang Yue slightly surprised.

At this moment, Tang Yue saw that Meng Yi only carried a silly wooden broadsword, and he didn't have the idea of letting the other party's blood splash on the spot, but with the mentality of learning the way of attack and defense with the disciples of the Tang Sect on weekdays, he sacrificed his own divine weapon, wanting to embarrass the other party, and retreated.

Tang Yue's mind was together, there was no killing intent, the phantom was out of the sheath, although the blade was still surrounded by a crystal purple cold light, the light was not as fierce and dazzling as Shicai, but it was not murderous.

And the young Meng Yi, seeing that the other party pulled out the phantom horizontal knife, it was expected that the killing machine would be together, Bai Hua would break out of the air, flash the savior, and then the immortal-level weapon of the Three Realms would be suspended in the air against the wind, and the light would be dazzling, and the opponent would be not liable to be exempted from compensation.

Yi'er's master Wan Qing once said: "Victory in battle, blood stains the earth, and misery is ruined! Those who are not good are also good! Victory without fighting is the righteousness of chivalry! Where the sword goes, flowers bloom, grass grows and warblers fly, all things are prosperous, and those who are good are also good!"

At this moment, the young Meng Yi was worried about Qin'er and Xiao Yu in his heart, and he just wanted to sacrifice the Three Realms against the wind, throw out a king bomb, and suppress the other party, so he immediately withdrew and left.

The phantom of Tang Yue has been unsheathed and lined up in front of him.

Looking at Meng Yi, Tang Yue thought to himself, "You can't use that dull piece of wooden broadsword on your back to fight me!"

Meng Yi saw that the phantom had come out, but Bai Hua didn't move, so he looked around his feet in a circle, Nima!

Tang Yue: "What are you looking for? Is your soul lost?"

Meng Yi was silent, straightened his clothes, stood with his head held high, helped the wooden dragon knife on his back, raised his right hand slightly, and silently recited "Bai Hua!"

Meng Yi closed his eyes slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said secretly: "Don't you beep blindly!

Meng Yi's right hand hung in the air, motionless, waiting for the headwind slash to flash through the air and fly into the palm of his hand.

A minute passed, and there was no movement.

Tang Yue felt funny, and with a wave of his backhand, the phantom dodged back to the sheath, and also learned from Meng Yi's example, posed, and hung his right hand in the air: "Hehe! What are you doing! Is this a door god standing tired of a pestle and a cane?"

Meng Yi opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at it, stunned.

Why didn't Bai Hua listen to the call?

The young man under the willow tree with a crooked neck frowned slightly, and said secretly: "This young man who is about the same age as himself, when he sees his behavior and soul power cultivation, he is not bad, and he is absolutely extraordinary, but why is he carrying a wooden big knife on his back, and he doesn't even have a weapon that is worthy of his hand?"

The young man glanced at the weapon in his arms, and as soon as his right hand flipped over, the weapon was suspended in the air, and the young man's palm was gently pushed flat, and the weapon immediately flew away behind Meng Yi, and the young man's figure followed up in the air, and said loudly: "As a young man of the Qinshan clan, they are all future warriors of the Holy City, and they are the hope of the Holy Realm, how can they not have a weapon that is worthy of their hands?"

Meng Yi was wondering, what's wrong with this Bai Hua? Last night he said that he had changed his name, I thought it was a joke! Whose name would change his face and change his peeing skills? This is too casual! Forget it, I'd better summon Yun'er out!

As soon as Meng Yi's mind arose, he suddenly heard the young man behind him speak loudly, accompanied by the sound of hunting and breaking the wind, and waved his left arm backhanded, without looking back, he grabbed a strange weapon.

The ragged young man didn't touch the ground with his feet, floated up, clasped his hands on his chest, lined up a little farther to the right of Meng Yi, and nodded slightly to Meng Yi.

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, a little confused, looked at the young man, and pointed to himself: "Give it to me?"

Boy: "Hmm!"

Meng Yi: "Are you sure?"

Boy: "Of course!"

Meng Yi glanced at the weapon in his hand. Where the weapon was gripped, two dog's tails were inserted diagonally, and Meng Yi knew that this was a sign that the young man wanted to sell this weapon.

But I heard the young man say: "This is a hand-held knife with a mother-in-law ring, and it is a spirit-level weapon." Spirit-level weapons are only matched with those whose soul power has been cultivated to the intermediate level of the Taiqing Spirit Rank or above. Once you recognize the Lord, you will double cultivate with the master's soul, and your mind and spirit will be one and you will ascend together. If the master is attacked by the enemy without his knowledge, the Savior will not flash instantly, unless the master's mind summons, if the master's soul power reaches the intermediate level of the Mixed Yuan Taixu, it can be transformed into nothingness, and follow the underground that is hidden within a radius of three feet and nine inches under the master's feet in an invisible state, which can be suspended or matched, but cannot be transformed into a human form. Never leave the master, even if life and death are separated, they will wait for 7749 days. The master's soul is not gone, so he only protects the master for the rest of his life, and he can't buy or sell, but he can pawn it, and he will cry when he leaves the master!"

Meng Yi said: "Uh-huh, that's the case, and then what?...... Sell it? You give it to me? Have you considered how this knife feels?"

Boy: "I'm not its owner!"

Meng Yi: "Huh, what about its owner?"

"Don't you see this knife silently and without a spiritual appearance, are you sad?"

Meng Yi: "Sad?"

Boy: "Cut! Stupid! Don't you think your palms are a little wet?"

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, changed the hand knife of the child and mother ring to his right hand, and twisted his fingers, "Hey! It's really slippery!"

Meng Yi: "Could it be its owner?"

The young man clasped his hands on his chest, his eyes were empty, and nodded: "Well! Congratulations on your correct answer!"

Meng Yi was taken aback and asked, "The person who can possess a spirit-level weapon is by no means an ordinary person, and who can take his life?"

The young man's left eyebrow jumped, and he sighed: "Alas, its owner was torn apart and eaten by two demonic beasts forty-five days ago?".

The boy said it lightly.

When Meng Yi heard this, he immediately unbuttoned his coat, tore off a strand of white cloth from the close-fitting white shirt with one hand, placed it on the grip of the hand knife of the mother and son ring, circled seven times in a row, held it with both hands, and walked respectfully towards the young man.

Tang Yue suddenly felt that he was a little redundant, and shouted loudly: "Hey! The one who carries the wood is still not comparable?

Meng Yi didn't look at Tang Yue at all, walked up to the young man, put his hands over his shoulders, bowed his head, and said: "Meng Yi in the Tianmen of Lower Qin Mountain! Thank you Shaoxia for your kindness! The owner of this knife has passed away, the first seven have not passed, and he is still in grief, he must not sell it to others, and I hope that Shaoxia will not stand upright with this knife! It should be handled with care and buried in front of the grave of the owner of this knife to comfort the dead!"

The young man was slightly surprised to see that Meng Yi valued the weapon so much, gave a slight salute, took the knife with both hands, and said: "Are you stupid! I have already said that its master has been eaten by two demonic beasts, and there is not even a trace of residue left! Where is there any grave? Besides, I don't even know the name of its owner! When I arrived, its owner was being devoured, leaving only this knife!"

The young man paused and said, "I just want it to find a new owner as soon as possible, and I, Long Yi, can go with him to capture and kill the demonic beast, this is the best consolation for the deceased!"

Meng Yi: "Well, that seems to make some sense...... Your name is Long Yi?"

Boy: "Uh-huh, what's wrong?"

Meng Yi: "Well! nothing! It's just ...... Where is the monster?"

The young man's expression was indifferent, and when he talked about the Warcraft, he was like talking about the neighbor's little flower cat, "I'm not sure now, a year ago, my master asked me to look east, so I could catch the Warcraft, and forty-five days ago, I met the third time in Lingque Town! Because I was busy saving innocent people, I was run away by that guy again!"

Meng Yi was taken aback: "Lingque Town, it's less than two hundred miles away, and it's adjacent to Tianmen Town!"

The young man said again: "Well, according to the investigation in the second half of the month, the huge footprints on the beach of the Mulong River Valley were left by the demonic beasts! It's just a little strange! Since the demonic beasts came to Tianmen Town, they have never heard of anyone being eaten by demonic beasts in Tianmen Town! I ...... it."

"Hey, wood, why are you so air?" Meng Yi's disdain for himself made Tang Yue very unhappy, and he took a few steps forward and yelled.

Meng Yi glanced back at Tang Yue, and said to the young man, "Shaoxia wait a while, let's talk later, Shaoxia sells knives in the market, presumably he has encountered some difficulties, Meng Yi is brave, please invite Shaoxia to the cold house later!"

The young man nodded slightly, Meng Yi arched his hand, helped the wooden dragon knife on his back, and turned back to the center of the square.

"Oh, oh, oh......"

The area around the market was already bustling with activity, and the crowds of onlookers gathered more and more, and people began to cheer, feeling like they were going to see a good show.

Tang Yue shrugged, clasped his hands to his chest, did not pull out the knife from the sheath, and made a "please" gesture:

"Sao Nian, show the knife!"

Meng Yi arched his back and shoulders, widened the distance, and moved his hands and feet, as if he was about to fight a big fight, but it was still the same movement of the door god's crutches, and his right hand was slowly raised, and his palm was down.

Long Yi covered his face and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Woo~Woo......" The crowd booed.

"Cut!", Tang Yue took a step forward, his mouth opened slightly, his eyebrows trembled, his nose shrugged, and he pretended to sneeze at Meng Yi.

This time, Meng Yi no longer summoned "Bai Hua", nor did he summon "Headwind", he was a little uncertain, in case he was summoned in the name of "Headwind", the headwind slash still did not break through the air, so it would be big.

But when he saw that Meng Yi's right hand was raised, he shouted: "Boss!

Immediately, under the feet of the young Meng Yi, a crimson golden light flashed into the air.

I only heard a chaotic sound of "crackling", "popping", "ding", "clang!".

Slashing against the wind, the Cloud Shadow Sword, and the Fierce Sky Sword, all broke out of the air, and the hilts of the swords were squeezed around in Meng Yi's hands.

Long Yi was dumbfounded, oh! This kid is like me, he has an immortal-level weapon, he really can't be disfigured, and if he's not careful, he'll look out of shape!

Tang Yue was stunned, took a small step back, and almost fell down, and secretly shouted: "Nima! The other party is actually a local tyrant! This family is too fat! That blade streamer, the cloud shadow sword with a hazy sword shadow seems to be able to kill my phantom in an instant! Not to mention the strangely shaped broadsword that glows with golden light!"

Tang Yue didn't know how to deal with it for a while, he looked left and right, his right hand unconsciously and slowly raised, his backhand over his shoulder, and stretched out to the phantom on his back.

Meng Yi saw that his hands were in chaos, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

Hey, let me go! Is this boss's position so popular? Shouting "Boss!" they all ran out! What I didn't expect was that Yun'er also ran out.

Meng Yi didn't know that when Shicai Yun'er heard the call, she thought that the boss Bai Hua was back, so she flashed out, and Qiao Qiao really came for the boss's position.

Meng Yi silently recited, "Bai Hua!

The Burning Sky Sword immediately fell suddenly, and disappeared into the ground.

Meng Yi saw the headwind slashing and hanging on his side, thought for a while, and his mind rose again, silently: "Headwind!

The Three Realms slashed against the wind and the light suddenly closed and disappeared in a flash.

Everyone was amazed and amazed.

In Meng Yi's hand, what he held tightly was the Cloud Shadow Sword with light clouds and light winds, and the sword came out without a shadow. Meng Yi didn't want to deal a heavy blow to Tang Yue, he just wanted the other party to retreat in the face of difficulties, and of course it wasn't a heavy weapon from the sky.

In Tang Yue's opinion, this seemed to be the opponent's contempt for himself, which was also intolerable to the young and vigorous Tang Yue.

That Tang Yue's eyes were suddenly cold, but he no longer underestimated the enemy, the phantom was out of the sheath, the body moved slightly, the front and back of the feet were slightly misdivided, the left foot stepped forward slightly, the right foot drew a small semi-lonely line outside the step, the left arm arched outwards to explore the way, and the one-handed inverted phantom horizontal knife, slightly flipped, the cold light suddenly rose, this is actually the third style of the phantom - the swept style of "Qingquan Stone Upstream, Flying Rainbow in the Distant Mountains".

In fact, Tang Yue's real strength is not in a phantom horizontal knife, don't forget that he is from the Tang Sect, and he has a natural understanding of the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, plus he has practiced a secret weapon of the Tang Sect since he was a child - Liu Yu Flying Knife, as the saying goes, "There is a specialization in the art industry, and the day is with the sky!", such as a person who has practiced the same thing diligently for a long time, coupled with super understanding, it is easy to reach the realm of supernatural in the end. It is said that when the young Tang Yue was fourteen years old, Liu Yu's flying knife speed had surpassed that of his father Tang Xiao.

And the most amazing thing is that Tang Yue has fused the Willow Feather Flying Knife and the Phantom Horizontal Knife Move Transformation into one. When Tang Yue and the enemy were opposed, the phantom swung out, the killing machine suddenly appeared, the cold light was shining, in the heavy phantom, along the cold front of the horizontal knife, twelve willow feather flying knives would fly out one after another, one in a straight line end to end, flying towards the opponent, at first glance, it was like the phantom horizontal knife became several times longer, if the opponent blocked it with a weapon or body parts, but if it touched any of the flying knives at the front end, the knife shadow immediately changed, and twelve willow feather flying knives flew all over the sky, hitting the opponent from different angles, so that the opponent had nothing to avoid. Even if you dodge the stormy blow, the lightning-fast Phantom Blade will give you the final and most fatal blow.

Tang Yue's such a strange trick can take the lives of others dozens of feet away, which is the reason why the young Tang Yue has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for several years, but he still rarely meets opponents, and because of this, he is proud to rank first among the three young heroes of the Shushan clan.

At this moment, Meng Yi stood with his sword in his hand, his expression was indifferent, the spirit of a king was beginning to appear, and his eyes looked at Tang Yue peacefully.

Tang Yue's eyes were cold, and he took the gaze of the young Meng Yi, and said secretly: "It seems that you are a strong man!

Tang Yue's right hand phantom horizontal knife flipped again, his eyes froze, his pupils suddenly appeared purple cold light, and the powerful soul power instantly forced the phantom.

"Woo hum ......", the phantom was accompanied by a slight sound of metal expanding and breaking through the air.

Tang Yue's right hand moved slightly, and the phantom behind him flipped twice, the purple cold light became extremely dazzling, and the crowd instantly retreated and dodged, covering their eyes and bowing their heads.

The killing machine is permeated in an instant......