Chapter Eighty-Five: The Autumn Water Is Cold Between Three Feet

There is a rugged mountain road outside the gate of Ligong Mountain, and in the past, few disciples of the Sword Academy descended from this road, but today is a little special.

There are senior brothers of the Sword Academy and junior sisters of Pujiayuan walking side by side on this rugged mountain road.

Although the mountain road is not easy to walk, there are also scenery that cannot be seen elsewhere on this road.

Towards the end of the evening, the senior brother and sister climbed the mountain again and returned to the mountain gate.

At the same time, there are also people coming down the mountain inside the mountain gate.

Coincidentally, it is also walking on this rugged mountain road.

Then, if there is no accident, the two sides will inevitably meet.

When Ye Jinyu and Lu Jiuge walked side by side towards the mountain, a black-clothed young man with a sword on his back also walked on the mountain road, and the two sides stopped at the same time, looking at each other in the scenery surrounded by the mountain road.

Ye Jinyu raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Normally, you should have gone down the mountain at this hour, and even if you went down the mountain, you wouldn't have taken this road, could it be that you came specifically for me?"

The black-clothed young man with the sword on his back was Li Mengzhou.

There are no unexpected encounters, and in addition to the normal walking route, they should be deliberately found.

Li Mengzhou planned to leave the capital in the days before the Panlong Banquet, so he also wanted to completely solve the matter that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

He untied the black green sword he was carrying behind his back, held it in his hand, and said calmly: "The first few times I was either rejected by you, or interrupted by other things, but I don't have much patience to play with you, today I will beat you up, and afterwards you obediently tell me where Sang Yu was buried." ”

Ye Jinyu was silent.

Lu Jiuge didn't know this matter very well, but when she heard what Li Mengzhou said, she probably understood something, and looked at Ye Jinyu very strangely, if Li Mengzhou just wanted to know where Sang Yu was buried, why was it difficult everywhere and couldn't tell her?

Ye Jinyu naturally has her own ideas.

But Li Mengzhou didn't understand his thoughts, and Lu Jiuge didn't understand them very well.

Li Mengzhou didn't plan to give Ye Jinyu another chance to make excuses, and after the words fell, he drew his sword out of its sheath, raised his sword, and the sword intent on the mountain road was instantly turbulent.

Lu Jiuge felt that Ye Jinyu and Li Mengzhou were brothers after all, even if they wanted to fight, they would not really fight to the death, so they didn't stop it, but stood aside and watched.

This sword is wrapped in the thunder of the tiger and leopard.

The three feet in front of Li Mengzhou were swept away, and the green trees swayed and rattled.

He didn't hesitate for a moment, and the sword intent climbed to the peak in a few breaths, drawing his sword and stabbing violently.

Ye Jinyu is a sword cultivator at the peak of the Three Realms, and he is also very close to the threshold of the Four Realms, which is enough for Li Mengzhou to fight with all his might.

After all, his realm is weaker than Ye Jinyu, if there is any clumsiness, I am afraid it will be difficult to win, Li Mengzhou wants to win with all his strength, then there can be no accidents in the process.

The sword was straight and incredibly fast.

Although the Wuqing Sword is not Li Mengzhou's natal sword, it can also become a flying sword.

However, any monk who has entered the Three Realms can attack from afar with his telekinesis, and he also has the ability to control objects in the air, but the distance is limited, this method is naturally not comparable to the flying sword of sword cultivation, but under the control of Li Mengzhou's telekinesis, the Wuqing Sword is also like an arm.

The reason for this is that Li Mengzhou's mental power is huge enough.

The blade pierced the surrounding landscape, like a splash of ink on the painting, but it did not destroy the painting, but added the finishing touch.

The ink condensed into a sword on the scroll, exuding a brilliant brilliance, and stabbed straight towards the end of the landscape.

At this point, even if Ye Jinyu had any other ideas, he could only cut it off temporarily, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the sword intent was surging.

The spring breeze swayed the mountain landscape.

Instantaneous winds.

The sword light roared, and the edge was revealed.

Li Mengzhou stepped forward one by one, pulled out a long series of afterimages on the mountain road, held the sword in both hands, and smashed it towards Ye Jinyu like a heavy mountain.

Three feet away, there is no escape!

Although Ye Jinyu's expression was still calm, she couldn't help but feel a little shocked in her heart.

He didn't expect Li Mengzhou to comprehend the third form of the "Leaving the Sword Sutra" that he hadn't even mastered - three feet of autumn water!

The physique of the sword cultivator is originally stronger than that of the three sect monks, and he is imprisoned within three feet, and it is very difficult to defeat the sword cultivator, and the three-foot autumn water is to give the sword cultivator more control in the three-foot land, and is locked by this sword technique, if the enemy is too much higher, he can almost only resist, which is also the most terrifying basic means of sword cultivation in the prosperous era of the sword gate.

Ye Jinyu is also a sword cultivator, but if he has not yet mastered the three-foot autumn water, he can't easily lock the enemy in the three-foot land.

Seeing this sword falling, the sword intent was surging between three feet, Ye Jinyu had no way to retreat, even if he knew that it was dangerous to resist hard, but this was indeed the only way, otherwise if he stood still, this sword was enough to make him disappear.

In fact, Ye Jinyu's own realm is higher than Li Mengzhou, even if he is locked in a three-foot place, his life will not be in danger, at most he will be seriously injured, but he and Lu Changge fought in the bamboo forest outside the city, and his injuries have not healed.

In this situation, Ye Jinyu can only choose to fight.

The aura in the sea of qi swarmed out and poured into the sword, and the sword intent presented was also a few points thicker in an instant, facing Li Mengzhou's sword and outputting it wildly.

Strong winds raged on the mountain roads.

Verdant trees and flowers are shaking.

A cold sword intent rose into the sky.

Li Mengzhou's sword was smashed down after all, and Ye Jinyu's sword was also slashed from the bottom up, and the two sword intents were fighting each other, and the momentum was magnificent.

Lu Jiuge stood a little lonely and watched from a distance.

She felt the sword intent surging in the three-foot land on the mountain road, and thought in surprise, Senior Brother Li had not been admitted to the Palace Sword Academy for half a year, and he had actually cultivated to such an extent, obviously he was only a cultivator of the upper realm, but he was almost able to suppress the peak of the three realms, and among the new disciples, he was definitely the first to comprehend the three-foot autumn water.

Even in the entire outer courtyard, there was no sword cultivation that could perform three feet of autumn water, and even in the inner courtyard, only a few people could do it.

The sword light of the three-foot land soared.

Victory or defeat is also only a matter of moments.

Ye Jinyu's sword was smashed.

The black sword stopped between his eyebrows.

The blade roared.

There are strands of hair that fly and float into the distance.

Li Mengzhou held the sword in his hand, standing three feet in front of Ye Jinyu, as before, he was no longer dark but not very fair, and there was no emotion on his face, he looked at Ye Jinyu quietly, and said, "You lost." ”

Ye Jinyu's face was a little pale, but he said calmly: "If you are willing to gamble and lose, you can ask whatever you want." ”

Li Mengzhou let out a long breath, slowly lowered his sword-holding arm, and said in a deep voice: "You know what I want to ask, just tell me directly, I don't have so much time to continue talking nonsense with you." ”

Ye Jinyu's expression was still calm, he stared at Li Mengzhou's eyes tightly, and said: "You are stronger than I imagined, maybe I underestimated you before, since you want to know where Sang Yu is buried, then I will tell you......"

......

The wind faded away.

The sword intent retreated.

The scenery on the rugged mountain road is the same as usual.

It seems that nothing has happened here.

There were two figures standing on the mountain road, a man and a woman.

Lu Jiuge looked at the back of the departing young man, turned his head to look at Ye Jinyu, and said softly: "Senior Brother Ye is injured, and it is only for a reason that he was defeated by Senior Brother Li's sword. ”

She felt that Senior Brother Ye had only been defeated by the sword of her brother Lu Changge, and now she was defeated by a junior brother who had been practicing in the same sect for less than half a year, and she must have felt uncomfortable.

Ye Jinyu was calm.

He didn't care about being defeated by Lu Changge, because he had already decided to start cultivating hard, and sooner or later he would be able to find a place again.

At this time, he didn't care very much about being defeated by Li Mengzhou, maybe this was something that should have been expected a long time ago, but he still felt a little awkward in his heart after all, but it was far from affecting his state of mind.

Ye Jinyu's kendo qualifications are very high, otherwise he would not be able to reach the peak of the Three Realms without serious practice, his focus is on the development of the family, his father is old, and the clan is mostly fighting for power and profit, if he can't grow up, the Ye clan is likely to change hands in the future.

He was unwilling to have problems in the country laid down by his father, he used to just focus on taking care of the business, but now he feels that his identity as a sword cultivator can also play a big role, and the family business cannot be ignored, but the cultivation cannot be left behind, and he must take a two-pronged approach to become a strong man in the world in order to protect the Ye clan to go further.

He looked sideways at Lu Jiuge and said, "Thank you Senior Sister Lu for your comfort, but I really don't care about this, the Panlong Banquet will start soon, Senior Sister Lu will practice hard these days, I may not accompany you, if you want to really practice without distractions, you also need to make arrangements for the family business for the time being, and I wish Senior Sister Lu good results." ”

Lu Jiuge felt that it would be a pity if Ye Jinyu didn't go to the Panlong Banquet, but she respected Senior Brother Ye's decision very much.