The night watchman wanted to cry without tears.

Originally, they encountered a major event that had not been encountered for decades, and the two of them were excited and surprised, but they didn't expect that they were just about to come forward to ask, but before the words came out, they split their heads and covered their faces.

It is also a shame that the two of them are Tiangong students, and their reaction is outstanding, and they hurriedly rolled a few gourds on the spot, which can be avoided and gotten out of the way, but when they get up again, they are already discouraged, and they have long lost the proud appearance of Tiangong students.

One of the students was furious and shouted, "Who are you? What are you doing here?!"

The other student didn't speak, but the long sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, turning into seven swords and protecting its body, obviously ready to fight at any time.

Yu Xunyan did not answer, and there was cold rain falling from the sky.

The two students looked up and saw the already dark sky, at this time, the clouds and waves were rolling, the thunder was surging, and the wind and rain were howling.

"Wow!"

The thunder was not angry, and the cold sword was broken first.

The sword in Yu Xunyan's hand is like a flower tree blown by the autumn wind, with ten thousand petals floating and Yingying around him.

"Who of you has come down today?"

Yu Xunyan asked again, his voice cold to the bone.

The student who was the first to ask the question saw that the rain and smoke did not move and attracted the power of heaven and earth, and his heart was shocked and horrified, but the pride in his heart could not allow him to bow his head, and he reluctantly pulled out his sword, and reprimanded with a fierce expression: "Let me ask you again, who are you?

The student next to him was much calmer, he knew that he and his companions' cultivation could not be the opponent of the woman in front of him, so he simply put away Jiangang, hugged his fists and said: "The girl is angry, Brother Jing Heng and I are only responsible for patrolling the night, and I just came here at the right time, I don't know who has gone down the mountain, if the girl is ......"

"Then who has been back?" Yu Xunyan interrupted directly.

"Senior Brother Zhou Qingdu, come back at the moment. ”

The student named Jing Heng was furious: "Kuang Zheng, what nonsense are you talking about with this demon girl, there is a heavenly palace behind us, and at our feet is the Tiandu Majestic Peak, if you want to spread the wild in the Tiangong Palace, you will ask our sword first!"

Yu Xun didn't pay attention to it, and only asked, "Where is he?"

Kuang Zhengyao pointed to one side: "Enter from this door, Dongsanli, and see Huang Juan in front of the court, which is the residence of Senior Brother Zhou." ”

Yu Xunyan nodded lightly, dispersed the thunderclouds, and went to the depths of the Heavenly Palace with the sound of falling rain.

Jing Heng, who was treated as air from beginning to end, was furious, on the one hand, angry at his own timidity, and on the other hand, angry at the contempt of the enemy, he shouted loudly, and he wanted to rise up with his sword.

Suddenly a hand reached out behind him and pulled at the hem of his clothes.

Jing Heng was furious: "Kuang Zheng, what are you doing, let go quickly!"

The student behind him not only didn't let go, but threw Jing Heng to the ground with force, holding his sword and said: "Jing Heng, if you insist on leaving, kill me first." ”

"Kuang Zheng, what do you mean?" Jing Heng was furious, "Could it be that you have taken a fancy to this demon girl?"

Kuang Zheng choked when he heard this, and was almost choked by his own saliva, he looked at the back of Yu Xunyan disappearing and said: "The rules of the Heavenly Palace are that everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and this woman is not here to make trouble, but to seek revenge." If you stand in the way of your personal enmity, you will surely die. ”

......

Tiandu Peak is full of clouds and mist, flowing immortals, even in the hazy moonless night, there are thousands of weather.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be full of spiritual energy, and you will take a light breath, which is worthy of daily meditation and practice.

When I raised my eyes, a huge black shadow lay in front of me, and I realized that "there are mountains in the mountains" when I looked closely-

There is still a majestic peak on the top of the Tiandu Peak that towers into the sky, and the clouds pass through, the school, the Dan furnace, and the sword tripod...... The mountainside is jagged, and the only way to reach these schools is a stone staircase.

At the foot of the mountain, the dormitory is arranged in the form of gossip around the male peak in the middle, and the courtyards are simple and atmospheric, just like the historic streets and alleys of Chang'an Street.

Yu Xunyan traveled three miles to the east and stopped at the courtyard where two large rhubarb trees were planted in front of the court.

With a sword point, a sharp sound of breaking the air slashed away, and Yu Xunyan knocked on the door with a sword.

Roar!

The expected scene of the broken door of the house did not appear, and a giant dragon transformed by Aoba slammed open the door of the house and swallowed the sword light of Yuxun smoke in one gulp!

The sword light shattered in the dragon's belly, but it only raised stacks of leaf waves.

Intermittent.

There are leaves in the courtyard in the wind, and there are leaves in the rain.

Ask the sword has melted into the rain, full of sword intent every drop of rain hit the green leaves, dense, no gaps.

The green leaves on the ground were not afraid of the cold rain, and condensed in one place, hanging on the courtyard like an oil-paper umbrella, preventing the rain from falling in the slightest.

It crackled, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the sound was noisy like firecrackers set off on the New Year.

Yu Xunyan has a fragrant sweat on his forehead, his face is slightly pale, he has never left the valley, at this time to the heavenly palace like the sea, she has not stopped for a moment, and her strength has long been unable to make ends meet, but this formation seems to have spare strength.

The girl's heart burned with a sense of resentment, a sense of distress, she knew that what she did tonight was not calm, and even extremely reckless, and judging from the strength of this formation, she was most likely not the opponent of the person named Zhou Qingdu, but she was just not angry.

Instead of subsiding over time, this thought intensified, drowning out all her sanity.

At this moment, a young man who looked like a scholar walked out of the door of the house, holding a jade flute in his hand and an ancient crown on his head, walking very seriously and slightly, until he walked out of the house, Yu Xunyan did not discover the existence of the latter.

The scholar glanced at Yu Xunyan up and down, but did not speak, but turned back again.

After a while, the scholar came out again and asked lightly, "Do you want to see my young master?"

The rain looked for smoke and dissipated the swordsmanship, gasping slightly.

The scholar didn't wait for Yu Xunyan to answer, he didn't seem to want to hear it, and quickly said: "The young master asked you to kneel here first, and after a while, he will finish his work, and when he returns home, he will take a look at you by the way." ”

After that, the scholar glanced at Yu Xunyan with the eyes of "My young master is more important than you even if he goes to the toilet", turned around and walked back to the courtyard, and the door was slammed shut.

Yu Xunyan outside the door was stunned, as if he was really frightened by the scholar's words, but after ten breaths, an occasional evening breeze blew away Yu Xunyan's figure.

In the courtyard, the scholar looked at Yu Xunyan, who put the sword on his neck, and said coldly, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Yu Xun Yan didn't answer, turned around and walked towards the lighted wing room in the courtyard.

The scholar behind him sneered as if he were looking at a dead man: "You will regret it!"

Boom!

The scholar's body has been embedded in the courtyard wall.