Chapter 769: The Wind Blows the Willows
As the guards entered the Santang Mountain Range, the melodious sound of the piano made people feel extremely comfortable. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Hall Master, the Seventh Hall Master is here!" After taking the two of them to an elegant courtyard, the guard immediately said respectfully.
"Come in!" Immediately after, Yang Rong's voice fell into Ye Shan's ears.
As he spoke, the melodious sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.
"Seventh Hall Master, Shuang'er, sit down!" Seeing the two Ye Shan who entered the courtyard, Yang Rong immediately laughed and said, he was really a little curious about Ye Shan's intention.
"Shuang'er and Yang Rong are actually acquainted!" As soon as these words came out, Ye Shan found out that Li Shuang and Yang Rong actually knew each other.
"What is the Seventh Hall Master looking for me?" Looking at Ye Shan, whose expression changed, Yang Rong immediately asked.
"The three hall masters know the three hall masters of the Heavenly Fire Pavilion!" Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Shan directly explained his intention.
"That dominatrix, it's not easy to mess with!" mentioning the three hall masters of the Heavenly Fire Pavilion, Yang Rong was also apprehensive, there were many rumors about her in the sect, and she was one of the most difficult people to mess with.
"What's the matter, did the Lord of the Seven Halls provoke her?" Afterwards, Yang Rong joked that if Ye Shan really offended that mother-in-law, she would need to do her best.
"Sister Rong, don't you know, someone from the third hall of Tianhuo Pavilion came to our seventh hall today to make trouble, and was beaten unconscious by our hall master!"
"But two men, one fat and one thin?" Hearing Shuang'er's words, Yang Rong immediately asked.
"Yes, that's them!"
Hearing this, Yang Rong also forgot to glance again, those two were the right-hand men of Ding Qianqian, the master of the three halls of the Heavenly Fire Pavilion, and their strength was extremely strong under the combined force, and the general core disciples did not dare to despise them.
"The name of the third hall master of the Heavenly Fire Pavilion is Ding Qianqian, since she sent someone to deal with you, she thinks that you are not her opponent!"
"But she is also an extremely vengeful woman, and she will definitely make trouble for you next!"
"I'm curious, how did you mess with her?" Looking at Ye Shan with a curious expression, Yang Rong said all her opinions.
She really couldn't figure it out, Ye Shan had only been in the Great Sun Thunder Sect for two days, and he had provoked the most difficult dominatrix among them.
"If it's possible, it's our Seven Halls Xiao Yang!" Besides Xiao Yang, Ye Shan couldn't think of anyone else in the Great Sun Thunder Sect who was going to deal with him.
"Xiao Yang, if I'm not mistaken, he is Ding Qianqian's cousin!" After thinking about it, Yang Rong suddenly realized and immediately added.
"I see!" Hearing Yang Rong's explanation, Ye Shan also understood everything.
"What strength does that dominatrix have?" is not afraid of revenge against Hayama, what he is curious about is the strength of Ding Qianqian, if it is to return to the peak of the virtual realm, I am afraid it will be a little difficult.
"Returning to the Void Realm Eightfold, her strength is strong, she is a core disciple, and few people dare to provoke her!"
"The demon beast essence blood she refined is the Sky Devouring Flame Snake, and it has fire poison, if it is a battle, you must pay attention!" Picking up a glass of light wine and coming to Ye Shan, Yang Rong told Ye Shan the information about Ding Qianqian, in case Ye Shan was tricked.
"Thank you Miss Yang Rong, I know!" After drinking the wine, Ye Shan expressed his gratitude, with these few messages, his trip was not in vain.
"Farewell!" Then, as soon as Ye Shan pulled Li Shuang, he planned to leave Santang, since Yang Rong planned to retaliate, then he continued.
"Ye Shan!" Seeing Ye Shan leave like this, Yang Rong was also a little surprised, and immediately sighed lightly.
Hearing Yang Rong call his name, Ye Shan also turned around.
"You beg me, I'll help you deal with Ding Qianqian!" Seeing Ye Shan turn around, Yang Rong showed two dimples, and immediately said with laughter.
"This kind of opponent, you don't have to!" Looking at the naughty Yang Rong, Ye Shan chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and replied with the same laughter.
"Arrogant ghost!" Hearing this, Yang Rong couldn't help muttering, that Ding Qianqian is still extremely strong, even she, is not sure to win.
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"Shuang'er, we have strengthened our vigilance in the past few days, if someone from the third hall of the Heavenly Fire Pavilion comes, notify me as soon as possible!" Back in the seventh hall, after Ye Shan told Li Shuang, he returned to Zizhuxuan and continued to study the Thunder God Finger.
Although he can show it now, there is still a big gap between him and the real Dacheng.
As Ye Shan urged the spiritual power, one after another thunder giant fingers appeared, and the momentum was much stronger than before.
The thunder continued, and Hayama's courtyard turned into a sea of thunder.
This kind of cultivation lasted for nearly two hours before Ye Shan stopped to replenish his spiritual power.
"Go to the jade space to practice the Heaven Killing Sword Technique!" "Thunder God said that after the cultivation was completed, thinking of the Heaven Killing Sword Technique, Ye Shan's heart moved, and he immediately entered the jade space, and it had been a few days since he stepped into the Void Realm, and it was time for him to practice the third form.
At this moment, even if there is no phoenix, treasure, god of war, Tibetan scriptures, and the four halls of soul nourishment, Ye Shan can enter, so Ye Shan has no worries at all, and when he finds the Heaven Killing Sword Law Book, he directly opens it.
Subsequently, the third-type information entered Hayama's mind.
"The third form of the sky-killing sword technique, the wind blows the willows!"
According to the book, if you practice this time with the wind blowing willows, you can use your strength to exert more powerful combat effectiveness.
Seeing the introduction, Ye Shan's expression couldn't help but be stunned, the wind of the Spirit Realm and the burial sword technique of the Void Realm were all extremely murderous sword duels, but this third style took a different path.
"I'm curious what the last style is?" Seeing this, Ye Shan was also more interested in the last move of the Heaven Slaying Sword Technique, if it wasn't for his lack of strength, he would want to learn it now.
"Anyway, let's try to return to the wind and willows first!" With an understanding, Ye Shan took out the Sky Slaying Sword and walked towards the Temple of the God of War.
The door of the side hall opened, and Hayama entered the Temple of the God of War, ready to start practicing the return wind and willows.
As Hayama manipulated the space, a bronze puppet appeared in front of Hayama.
As soon as this skeleton appeared, Ye Shan's mind moved, and he began to try to use the return wind to whisk the willows.
Urging the spiritual power, Ye Shan's figure moved quickly, the Heaven Killing Sword was in his hand, and a silver sword qi surrounded him, like an invisible sword qi protecting Ye Shan.
Under the shroud of such a sword aura, not even a small bamboo leaf could enter Ye Shan's body, and the puppet's attack had not yet fallen, but it had already been decomposed by the sword qi.
With a wave of his backhand, an astonishing sword aura suddenly appeared on Yeshan's long sword.
Subsequently, the sword qi fell on the puppet through the Heaven Killing Sword.
The silver sword qi was like a willow leaf, constantly falling on the puppet's body.
If Hayama's opponent was a human at this moment, then his body would definitely be cut apart by the sword qi.
After this sword, the puppet was directly knocked out by Hayama.
"It's difficult!" Constantly urging the sword duel, Ye Shan also understood the difficulty of the wind blowing willows this time, no matter how he used it, it was always almost meaningless.