The young man led by him finally made a move, and when Lige heard the whistle, a white light flashed in front of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What a fast sword ......" only one thought flashed through Lige's mind. Just when he realized that he needed to dodge this killer sword, the sword qi had already descended to his throat.

At that moment, it was as if time had paused, and the consciousness of the song of infinite fear was flying fast, while the process of death was infinitely slowed down. He clearly felt the awe-inspiring killing intent of the sword qi, and he also clearly saw that the sword qi was slowly approaching his throat.

But he couldn't do anything from the song, not even the action of dodging. The three qi machines lock themselves, and each one is not under themselves, let alone ...... The young man's martial arts are faintly higher than his own.

Closing his eyes and waiting for death is the only thing Lige can do at the moment, but Lige is unwilling, he practices martial arts hard and walks the rivers and lakes not to let people be killed in a green building. He hasn't made a name for himself yet, and he hasn't broken out of the world yet.

"Zheng-"

A lyre sounded soft, very short, like the sound of a string breaking. The sound was like a sharp arrow, silent, coming from nowhere, but crashing headlong into the middle of the battle. The sword qi of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect seemed to have hit an invisible wall, turning into fireworks and shattering.

"Boom-" The air wave rolled, and a shockwave burst out from the middle of Lige and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, rippling out in all directions. At the moment of the explosion, he slammed his head out of the window and fled like a swallow with the force of the shock wave.

"Hmph, which fellow is nosy?" The Heavenly Sword Sect disciple looked around with a cold face, but unfortunately no one was suspicious wherever his gaze went.

"Didn't you say that taking care of the affairs of the Heavenly Sword Sect is called looking for death, why did you still make a move?" Jun Wuya asked with a curious smile.

"God has the virtue of a good life, if even he gives up on himself, I naturally won't save him. But I saw his eyes at the end, and it was a nostalgia for life. There are too many people dying every day in this river and lake, if you can save him, no one will know that it was me who did it!" Ning Yue gently put away the guqin and said lightly.

"That's right, the people of the rivers and lakes are too murderous, so many people die every day, but how many of them are damned?" Jun Wuya nodded and said with a lot of feelings.

"Senior brother, don't care about him, he ran away from the song and ran away, and he didn't dare to appear in front of us again. ”

"Yes, if he doesn't give up, he can still be killed in the ring when he is recruited in the martial arts competition. ”

After listening to the words of the two junior disciples, the young man led by him nodded indifferently and returned to his seat again. casually threw the martial artist who was killed by them out of the door, and the puddle of blood on the ground was so dazzling.

"Yan Huishui Pavilion is a person from my Martial Arts League who left the state, and others are also worthy of being involved?" said the young man in the lead with a sneer, looking around with sharp eyes, this is not only for his own people, but also for the martial arts people present.

At this time, eight out of ten martial arts people from other places went to recruit relatives for the martial arts competition. After listening to the young man's words, he had a look of indifference, but because of the strength of the four people and the Heavenly Sword Sect behind them, they all endured it in unison.

"Senior brother, why do you have to mind? They are just here to have a good time, and who can cross the Lizhou Martial Arts Alliance to take Princess Xuanyuan away? Shizun has already made arrangements, the only thing we need to worry about is the disciple of Xuanyue Sect, I heard that Li Yi has broken through the middle innate realm half a year ago, and he is the great enemy of senior brother. ”

"Hmph!Li Yi!" The young man led by him instantly burst out with resentment in his eyes after hearing this name, "That pockmarked child is also worthy of being infected with Princess Xuanyuan? What can I do with the median innate I just need to ask the master for a spirit turtle pill, and it will be easy to break through the median innate as easily, so why fear Li Yi at that time?"

Yan Huishui Pavilion has been taken care of so much by the Heavenly Sword Sect for thirteen years, and he actually turned his elbow outward! Xuanyuan Wuyue, that slut, actually expanded the martial arts competition to Kyushu in a vain attempt to break away from the Lizhou martial arts?

Hmph! After marrying her, I will let her know that she is from my Heavenly Sword Sect, and even her Yan Huishui Pavilion is also from the Heavenly Sword Sect. How much I took from the Heavenly Sword Gate, I want her to spit it out little by little!"

Although the young man's voice was very soft, it was naturally not difficult for an innate master to hear his words clearly. So Ning Yue's brows couldn't help frowning, he came to find the Karma Fire Red Lotus, he didn't expect that Yan Huishui Pavilion was actually in the center of the Vortex Storm? Ning Yue was already in a lot of trouble, so he changed his true mind to see how far the trouble went.

"Brother Ning, there's another good show to watch!" Jun Wuya's somewhat excited voice woke up Ning Yue, who was bowing her head and contemplating. When I looked up, I saw a young man in another corner standing up slowly.

With a sword in his hand, he should be a swordsman. But the strange thing is that the young man is still carrying a bamboo tube behind his back, and it is impossible to walk the rivers and lakes with a useless thing, just like the piano on Ning Yue's back, and Yu Lang used it to pretend to be a folding fan.

In the joke of Xuanyuan Wuyue, the interest of the four Heavenly Sword Sect disciples became more and more high, and it seemed that because they had drunk too much wine or maybe because this was the Qinglou, they became more and more careless when they talked about obscene and obscene words.

Suddenly, a chill penetrated into the collars of the four of them like a swimming snake, and their cold wine instantly shivered. The shadow of a figure was projected in the middle of the table for four people, like a ghost crawling out of the Netherworld.

"Damn, are you a ghost, you don't have a sound when you walk?" chatted with great interest, and one day the disciples of the Sword Sect scolded when they saw someone coming. The young man at the head of the group had a stiff face, and his momentum instantly condensed, and he threatened the comer.

"Get out!"

The young man's thin lips squirmed slightly, and he spat out two cold words. Although there are only two words, anyone can think of the latter words, go out and go heads-up!

The young man's face was very pale, but not morbidly white, like the whiteness of those who do not shine in the sun all year round. The young man's eyes were cold, like a pool of autumn water without the slightest emotion. This is an ordinary face, in Ning Yue's opinion, this face should be the one that can no longer be found if it is thrown into the crowd. However, youth is definitely not ordinary!

At least no matter what kind of crowd he throws the youth into, he stands out from the crowd. Therefore, after the young man said two words, the four disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect did not react for a long time.

"For ...... Why?" asked the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who was frozen by the freezing air emitted by the young man, hesitated.

"I don't want to smash things!" the indifferent young man's words were still brief, but even a fool could hear what he meant as soon as this sentence came out.

In the territory of Lizhou, there are not many people who dare to provoke the Heavenly Sword Sect, and even fewer people who know that the four Heavenly Sword Sect disciples still provoke. The indifferent young man has been present, and he clearly knows that the strength of the four people is also among the best among the masters of the same generation in the entire Kyushu martial arts. But obviously, the four Heavenly Sword Sect disciples thought it was the former.

No nonsense, the four of them stood up in unison and walked out of the door with their swords. Because at the moment when the indifferent young man spoke, they had already felt the innate spirit rippling out of his body.

Accepting the challenge of an innate master is not a shame but a glory, and the four of them also need to use the merits of killing an innate master to help themselves become famous.

Ning Yue and Jun Wuya moved to the window on the other side, from this window, they could condescendingly see the traffic at the door of the Qinglou, and they could also see the four disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the indifferent young man facing each other five steps apart.

The momentum was surging, blowing the lantern at the entrance of the Qinglou to shake violently. The carriages and horses at the gate of the Qinglou involuntarily stopped, and more avoided or even returned the same way.

The five pillars of spiritual power rose to the sky, stirring the haze of the starry sky, and around the pillars of spiritual power, the stars were distorted, and the pillars of spiritual power that were so condensed into essence were only a few people among the people that Ning Yue knew could do it.

"It's so cold!" Jun Wuya touched his arm and shivered.

Ning Yue's slanted eyes swept over Jun Wuya, but her eyes did not reveal a trace of disdain. Because not only Jun Wuya, Ning Yue herself also felt a trace of coldness.

Cold, which is a very normal experience. If you are an ordinary person, you can feel it all year round except summer. But for those who break through the innate realm, cooling is a luxury experience. Even Ning Yue hadn't felt cold for a long time.

The chill emanated from the indifferent youth's body, a kind of chill that emanated from the depths of the soul. Ning Yue, who was more than a dozen zhang away, felt the cold, let alone the four Heavenly Sword Sect disciples who were facing the indifferent youth.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency...... The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect seemed to endure it for a long time before a trembling voice came out of their throats. At the moment of speaking, a white gas was exhaled like a pillar of smoke.

The indifferent young man didn't answer, just looked at the four of them coldly. In the eyes of the four people, everything around them is constantly disappearing and dissipating. Between this heaven and earth, there is only the lonely night and the eyes without the slightest emotion in front of you.

"It's snowing!" Jun Wuya said lightly, as if confirming Jun Wuya's words, the sky suddenly fell with snowflakes, and the snowflakes flew, like a rain of cherry blossoms sprinkled all over the sky.

"It's frozen!" Ning Yue's words sounded the moment the snowflakes fell, falling with his words. The feet of the indifferent young man seemed to spread rapidly as white frost, and the crackling sound sounded like a bean. The white frost quickly spread to the feet of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and they seemed to have been immobilized and let the frost spread.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, a sword light suddenly bloomed, as bright as the full moon of fifteen. The sword light was so brilliant and dazzling, but the coldness that emanated seemed to freeze through the soul.

The indifferent young man's sword was finally unsheathed, as if the entire sword was composed of cold air, and it was impossible to see its true face. Jun Wuya's eyes instantly straightened out, revealing a face full of shock and surprise. And Ning Yue's brows couldn't help frowning tightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"This swordsmanship ......"

"It's so basic!"

Ning Yue and Jun Wuya glanced at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes. The swordsmanship should be varied, and the swordsmanship that lacks the change is a fast sword. But the indifferent youth's swordsmanship was obviously unpleasant, but it was simple and direct to the extreme. It's like a monotonous sword stabbed by a man who has never used a sword. (To be continued.) )