At this time, Feng Xiaoyao, who was arranged by Tie Qi to be dressed as a backhand, rushed to the rescue to tie the wine gourd containing the boundless wind and moon to his waist and move it behind him, "I heard Jian Wuji and Snow Mountain Yinyan talk about you. I just didn't expect that the first meeting would be in this situation. ”

"Really? It's a shame that we can't sit and drink together. But for the sake of Jian Wuji and the stupid cow, after you die, I will find Fengyue Boundless to pay tribute to you. ”

With a move of his hand, the Cold Moon Condensation Frost Knife, which had not been used for a long time, was held in Ye Qing's hand again after a long absence.

The moon is white, and the blade is shiny.

Iron Junwei collected information flashed in his mind, and Feng Xiaoyao breathed a sigh of relief. According to intelligence, when Ye Qing first became famous in the martial arts, he resisted Ren Ethereal's sword move in front of the Pearl Tower, and injured Ren Ethereal with a scimitar. But Ye Qing made repeated shots later, but they were all swordsmanship. And some time ago, there was a big movement on Wuji Mountain, and after collecting a lot of information, the intelligence officer of Tie Junwei also thought that it should be Ye Qing's doing.

From this point of view, if the sword is not released, it means that Ye Qing's killing intent is not heavy. Pulling out the wind, the wind is free to urge the heart, and a trace of alcohol is slightly discharged. At present, every point that the wind is free and easy is dragged for a point, and the iron squirting clothes that are deep in the enemy camp are more dangerous. And the Iron Guard can have no commander and captain, but it can't do without a commander.

Therefore, in order to save people, Feng Xiaoyao can only take the risk of forcing out the alcohol gas sealed in his body, and exert some drunken dreams to die.

The wind was free, and Ye Qing didn't move.

The night breeze sweeps

A leaf swayed in the wind

Wind stops

Leaves fall

halfway

The night breeze rises again

Blown by the wind, the leaves swirled and drifted between the two

At the moment when Ye Qing's vision was blocked

The wind is moving.

"Step to kill, shatter dreams."

Broken footsteps, broken dreams, and like an invisible wind piercing the space. Feng Xiaoyao quickly approached, choosing to fight Ye Qing closely.

The wind chasing knife in his hand was as fast as the wind, and the wind was constantly relying on his footsteps to adjust his body, quickly changing directions, and each knife appeared in places that Ye Qing did not expect.

The wind is free, and Ye Qing is faster.

The two of them are like phantoms in two winds, their footsteps are non-stop, bringing gusts of knife wind.

Every time, the blade flashed by a fraction of a second, and Ye Qing occasionally swung his scimitar to block. Although in just a few breaths, the knife momentum was continuous, making people breathless, but Ye Qing knew that this was just a prelude to the small knife step, and the real killing move had not yet appeared.

Chasing the wind swirled in the palm of the wind and slashed across Ye Qing's throat, taking advantage of the moment when Ye Qing leaned back to dodge, the wind was free to exert force, leaving a deep mark on the ground. Stepping on the body and spinning, with the help of the power of jumping, the wind tore the air, which was a knife that the small smasher was killing in one step.

"The small knife step is really extraordinary, and catching a knife in the wind is also worthy of its reputation."

The swordsmanship was successful, and it was difficult to improve it for a while, Ye Qing was ready to put the cultivation of his own swordsmanship on the agenda. And the small broken knife step of the Divine Howling Sword Sect is a rare supreme sword technique in the world, and it is worthy of Ye Qing's master's action.

Suddenly, a killer knife was held up by Ye Qing, and a resolute intent flashed in Feng Xiaoyao's eyes. In terms of knife technique, Feng Xiaoyao is better, and on the foundation, he has opened a part of the drunken dream and death state, and Feng Xiaoyao is still invincible to Ye Qing.

At the moment, Ye Qing was called to break the knife technique and identity, and the wind was free to answer without saying a word, and his fingers were connected to the three hidden ** positions on his chest.

burst

A water arrow containing a strong smell of wine was spit out by the wind, and the madness gradually covered the clarity under the eyes.

With a light tap on his toes, Ye Qing dodged to avoid the wine arrows, and not far behind him, he could already faintly hear bursts of shouting and killing.

Before they knew it, the place where the two were fighting had moved to the front of the military camp of the Shura Demon Army.

"Ha~ha~", panting heavily, Feng Yao maintained the maximum drunken dream before the madness, staring at Ye Qing, the center of gravity slowly sank, "Horizontal step killing, shocking." ”

With his elbows in front of him, the wind was hidden under his arms, and the wind moved sideways, with a footstep that violated the common sense of martial arts, and walked out of the swiftness of a glimpse. In the state of impermanence and drunkenness, Feng Yaoyao no longer defends, and almost fights for injuries at any cost.

Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite!

The sound of the blade striking was endless, and the two of them were inseparable from each other in the flat ground, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, leaving traces criss-crossing the ground where they clashed.

Without the six tricks of Aohan, without the two knife techniques, and without suppressing with the foundation, Ye Qing gradually fell into disadvantage. Chasing the wind and wandering closely, it is deeply in line with the three flavors of martial arts - fast, ruthless, and accurate, plus Ye Qing doesn't want to take his life, the more the wind fights, the more crazy he becomes. After dozens of moves, he began to be unable to control his madness.

Although it is a pity that he failed to see the unreserved drunken dream of death, it is impossible for Ye Qing to make a wedding dress for the king of Beijing here. The true qi in the body was agitated, and a knife shook the wind away, followed by a straightforward slash, "A chilling glance." ”

Under the pressure of the extremely cold and heavy blue knife light, the biting chill made Feng Yaoyao's mind clear a little.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qing's scimitar came out of his hand and smashed into the wind.

The horizontal knife was about to be qualified, but Feng Xiaoyao was surprised that the scimitar was easily smashed into pieces by him, and the crystal fragments exuded an invisible spiritual impact. In a trance, Feng Xiaoyao found that he was almost out of the state of drunken life and dreaming of death, but it was something that had never happened before when he cultivated this sword sect mastery.

"And then."

Subconsciously caught it, Feng Xiaoyao's nose twitched twice unconsciously, "Good wine!" ”

"Drink the good wine here, Tie Qi will come back."

Without waiting for Feng Xiaoyao to answer, Ye Qing turned around and walked into the military camp of the Shura Army.

"Shochu life, shochu life, desperate for shochu." , ice and fire brewed into the throat, and the complex feelings brought by one cold and one heat made the wind feel excited.

The border city of Wanli is dozens of miles behind him, and the elite division of the Iron Army Guard, after receiving the signal released by himself, should have set off with the whole army now.

Feng Xiaoyao couldn't guess Ye Qing's intention to choose an ambush this time. But the Iron Guards and the Shura Country, the two sides are fighting to the death here, once the first and second leaders of the Iron Guard's hands die here, the Shura Kingdom will definitely suffer heavy losses. In the end, it will not be the Shura kingdom that has made great efforts.

Thinking about it like this, Ye Qing seemed to have an explanation for not coming out of the sword just now, but what this purpose was, Feng Xiaoyao still couldn't guess. It's just that, thinking about Ye Qing's last knife, Feng Xiaoyao found that the evaluation of this mysterious emperor in the intelligence was still low.

After taking another sip of wine, Feng Xiaoyao muttered, "Is it a sword and a sword?" ”

The military camp of the Asura Demon Army

Although Tie Qiyi was only one person, he rushed left and right, and used the demon soldiers as a cover, which made Man Xiyin unable to calmly cast the formation for a while. Thinking of Ye Qing's explanation, Man Xiyin was a little annoyed, and waved his hand to make the demon soldiers who surrounded Tie Qi and begging for clothes to retreat. Man Evil Sound is ready to go into battle in person.

"Tengjiao dances, jade books come to the world, and smile proudly in the past and present."

"A lonely boat and a leaf, the sky is crystal like green, and the sun and the moon are free."

"Tie Qi begged for clothes, did you expect today's situation?" , the hair was slightly scattered, and Ye Qing, who was unharmed, blocked the way for Tie Qi to ask for clothes.