In a secluded grass, Ao Rushuang leaned weakly against a rock, inadvertently revealing a snow-white color that was amazing, while Yang Yi closed his eyes and breathed on the side, and there were black blood stains in front of him.

Leaving the Imperial City less than ten miles further, it should be safe to walk here, even if Ao Jiuyou wants to chase it, it is a little too late at this moment, and Yang Yi walked to this place, and he couldn't support it, so he could only find this secluded place to heal first.

Proud Rushuang sat quietly next to her, her eyes never left Yang Yi's face, her eyes were full of love, she was such a slightly childish man, who saved himself from the hands of death, and then brought her hope for life and the love of her dreams.

"Hehe, I'll be embarrassed to look at me like this!" Suddenly, Yang Yi made a sound in his mouth.

"Hmph, this princess didn't look at you!" Proud as a frosty face, she turned her head angrily.

"Don't you look at it?" Yang Yi opened his eyes, and the expression on his face seemed to be a smile.

"Then you are miserable, you have to watch it for a lifetime, and now it's too late to regret it!"

Yang Yi walked in front of Ao Rushuang, picked up her pointed chin with his fingertips, looking at the shyness in her eyes, Yang Yi was in a good mood, and even the injuries on his body seemed to be much better.

A pink atmosphere floated between the two, his eyes were as proud as frost, looking forward to the brilliance, and the faint fragrance on his body made Yang Yi's heart flutter slightly.

Just when the atmosphere was so good, a cold voice came.

"What a pair of dog men and women, they are so shameless in broad daylight!"

"Boom ......"

A sword light fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, and the remnants of the frantic sweep destroyed the surrounding scenery, trees, and rocks shattered.

Yang Yi frowned slightly, and with a wave of his right hand, a wall of qi was erected, blocking the flying fragments.

"After following me for so long, you finally can't help but make a move?" Xiaolong ......" In the face of the strong comer, Yang Yi's face did not show the slightest surprise, but showed a faint mockery.

The smoke and dust fell, revealing a person as sharp as a sword, who was the first master of the young generation of the Zhang'an Empire, the champion of swordsmanship of the Four Kingdoms, Xiaolong.

"Hehe, since you know that I am following you, you still dare to be so unhurried, have you already given up struggling!"

"You people, it's really bigger than the other, I don't know what gives you confidence, am I like a lamb to the slaughter?" Yang Yi shook his head helplessly, these young geniuses all have hearts higher than the sky, which really made him a little speechless.

"There is no difference between you and the lamb in my eyes, do you cut it yourself or let me do it?" said Xiao Long coldly.

"Can you tell me the reason for chasing and killing me? I don't believe that Ao Jiuyou's set can hide it from you, and aren't you also the husband of the third princess?" Yang Yi showed a strange look in his eyes, and he didn't choose to do it at the first time.

A trace of hesitation appeared in Xiao Long's eyes, but it quickly disappeared: "What's the matter with you, I have admired the Ninth Princess for a long time, but unfortunately Ao Jiuyou never gave me the Ninth Princess! As for the Third Princess, she is just a vase, without any aura, just a plaything to me!"

Yang Yi shook his head: "Another madman!"

"What do you know! The beauty of the Nine Princesses does not belong to the world at all, and only a genius like me can match her, and whenever I think of the Nine Princesses, I can't help but be excited. A flash of madness flashed in Evayron's eyes.

Yang Yi was stunned and looked at Xiao Long who was talking to himself.

"You're stupid to practice swords, say such idiotic things!"

Xiaolong's expression was correct: "What do you know, you don't know how to appreciate beauty at all!"

Yang Yi laughed and said: "I don't understand whether appreciating beauty has anything to do with you, Rushuang is already my woman, you can also dispel your idiot thoughts, go back, practice your sword well!"

Xiao Long's eyes sank, he had read countless people, and he could naturally see that the arrogant Rushuang at this moment was no longer perfect, so of course the only person who got her was Yang Yi in front of him.

"It's so beautiful, it's actually ruined in the hands of you waste, and if I don't cut you off an inch, it will be hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" Xiao Long's face was full of murderous anger, and then he thrust the long sword in his hand into the ground.

A strong murderous aura rushed to his face, Yang Yi protected Ao Rushuang behind him, and then a strong sword intent surged in his body.

The two sword intents intersected, each shocked, and a deep trace was formed at the intersection of the sword intent.

"Boy, your sword intent is good, but it's a pity that it doesn't belong to you!" Xiao Long's face was not moved at all, but he opened his mouth to say Yang Yi's flaws.

"Huh!" Yang Yi was slightly surprised, Xiao Long was worthy of being a true genius, and he could see at a glance that his sword intent was from the Sword Codex, not from his own cultivation.

Although Yang Yi can use the sword intent of the sword code freely, after all, he has not cultivated it himself, and the sword intent is very obscure.

"I was observing you all the way and found that your attack power is above mine, but every bit of power does not belong to you, so I am not mistaken, you should have a treasure that can emit sword intent!" Xiao Long said lightly, but it made Yang Yi more and more surprised.

"Then you haven't shown up until now, does that mean you have a certain victory?"

Yang Yi smiled coldly, he has many hole cards, not only sword classics.

"Yes, I won't give you a chance to use your mysterious power!" Xiao Long lightly pointed at the long sword, and a clear sword roar sounded, and then his sword actually slashed towards Yang Yi in the sky.

Yang Yi raised the Thunder Light Sword to block.

"Bell ......"

The huge strength made Yang Yi's body shake slightly, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, his right hand trembling constantly.

"This is ......" Yang Yi's eyes condensed slightly, this Xiaolong can actually attack with a sword.

"Is this an accident? this is my true strength, you are the first to see it, and this is also the last surprise in your life!" Xiao Long sneered, and waved his right hand again, and the cold long sword slashed towards Yang Yi with a flash of lightning.

"Bell ......"

With a loud bang, Yang Yi's injuries had not healed, but at this moment, his wrist was sore, and the thunder sword flew out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"You can't get close to me, and your magical martial arts skills won't be able to be used, Yang Yi, accept your fate! The Ninth Princess is mine!" Xiao Long smiled fiercely, a vague greed flashed in his eyes, and his arrogant temperament changed, full of feminine charm, no longer the cold appearance she used to be, her beauty seemed to have life, which made people intoxicated.

But as soon as Xiao Long thought that it was the first time that Yang Yi had been proud of the frost in front of him, he couldn't help but have a flame rising in his heart.