The majestic wind rises at the end of the duckweed, blowing everyone's clothes, making a slight noise.

Shu has been martial since ancient times, the people are fierce, and although the Shu army is corrupt, its combat power is good. The hundred-person team, surrounded the two of them on three floors inside and three layers outside, and the momentum was menacing.

Liu Zhang took the lead, holding a spear in his hand, and his anger was monstrous.

"You are so bold, you even dare to fight our 'second master'!" The one who spoke was a young and strong man, handsome and burly, but he made a villainous face.

Ye Junlin sighed slightly: "It's really a loss for this good skin." ”

There are 100 people in the Shu army, and the cultivation is below the middle-level Xuanwang, and there is only one young captain, who has entered the Xuanhuang.

Ye Junlin looked at him and was eager to try.

Wei Wuji naturally knew Ye Junlin's thoughts, he tilted his head and thought slightly, as if he was weighing something. Ye Junlin looked at him eagerly, his fists clenched.

After a while, Wei Wuji finally nodded slightly, and Ye Junlin was extremely happy, and his whole body shone with a mysterious light.

The fierce sword wind is born out of thin air.

Those who had not cultivated to enter the Xuan King were directly pressed by the huge coercion, and they were so pressed that they spat blood.

The young lieutenant frowned slightly, the long knife in his hand was unsheathed, and he looked at Ye Junlin with fierce eyes.

Although his cultivation is above Ye Junlin, for some reason, he always has a sense of fear when facing Ye Jun.

"Li Hui, kill this kid for me!"

Liu Zhang was pressed to the point that his blood was surging, and he hurriedly withdrew dozens of meters away, and while watching, he did not forget to command blindly.

The young lieutenant nodded slightly, and made a 'please' gesture towards Ye Junlin.

The hundred Shu troops did not dare to step forward, but besieged them from afar, for fear that the two would escape.

Ye Junlin laughed dryly, and pushed out his left palm.

"Flame Palm!"

The crimson palm prints flew out, and the raging fire spread out the surrounding temperature.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the young captain's mouth, and with a wave of his broadsword, he cut off the flame palm print.

Ye Junlin smiled and shook his head, laughing at himself: "The Xuan Rank Inferior Technique' is really useless here. ”

The young lieutenant slashed his sword in his chest and yelled at Ye Junlin: "Don't grind, let's take out the sword." ”

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, his eyes were extremely contemptuous: "A 'low-level Xuan Emperor' is also worthy of letting me use my sword?"

The young lieutenant was furious.

The subtlety of the 'Haoran Sword Technique' lies in the 'accumulation of sword qi'. The sword is in the sheath, and I am really anxious to see the big war and not be able to participate.

The more fierce the battle, the more prosperous the sword energy stored by the sword. Over time, when the sword is unsheathed, it will be able to slash the sky.

The corners of Ye Junlin's mouth sneered, the golden light on his body shone, and in the blink of an eye, the dense golden scale armor covered his whole body.

"Beast warrior?"

The young lieutenant was slightly surprised.

"Look at the punch!"

Ye Junlin didn't draw his sword, his hands clenched into fists, and smashed towards the young lieutenant like a storm.

The lieutenant drew his sword to resist, and the two fought as a group.

After the 'Dragon Soul Transformation', Ye Junlin's fists were as hard as iron, even if they collided with the big sword, they would not fall behind at all.

He had never learned boxing, and Ye Junlin was fighting in a mess, fighting in a disorderly manner. But it was this kind of punching method that actually made the young lieutenant retreat one after another.

On Ye Junlin's back, the giant sword let out a sharp hiss, as if it would come out of its sheath in the next moment.

Wei Wuji's eyes narrowed, slightly admiring.

I have to say that Lao Wu's 'way of raising swords' is indeed mysterious.

The sword qi was on the verge of approaching, and in an instant, it seemed that it was approaching the boundary point.

Wei Wuji nodded: "You can draw your sword." ”

Ye Junlin held the hilt of the sword behind his left hand.

"Boom!"

A white rainbow burst out through the sun, and the sword qi roared like thunder and wind, setting off a burst of dust.

The giant sword exuded a golden light, like a golden dragon, and the 'dragon soul' was also noisy at this moment, and a dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The young lieutenant was stunned for a moment, then raised his knife and cut off his head.

Ye Junlin was not afraid at all, the giant sword swung, and the swords intersected.

"Boom!"

The big knife in the young captain's hand let out a wail, and it collided with each other and shattered in half in an instant.

The sword qi of the giant sword was surging, like a fierce wind. The young lieutenant was shocked by the sword qi and flew out, fell to the ground, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

The tenfold combat power of the sword soul is superimposed on the five times the combat power of the 'dragon soul', and the sword qi that has been stored to the peak is added.

Ye Junlin, who was full of firepower, was not a few points different from the 'middle-level Xuan Emperor'.

A smile bloomed on Wei Wuji's face: "If this kid grows up, I'm afraid that the 'Killing God' Bai Qi may not be his opponent." ”

One hundred Shu troops, seeing that their commander, in front of Ye Junlin, did not have the strength to fight, and the originally restless heart calmed down in an instant.

A few of them were greedy for life and afraid of death, and even trembled with their legs, and almost ran away.

"Rubbish!"

In the distance, Liu Zhang watched this scene and scolded.

Ye Junlin smiled, jumped over, and in the next moment, the giant sword hung horizontally on Liu Zhang's neck.

"Uncle spares his life"

Liu Zhang sat paralyzed on the ground, his face was like earth, and he kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, and Ye Junlin snorted coldly.

Since ancient times, heroes cherish heroes, and what Ye Junlin looks down on the most in his life is Liu Zhang's 'coward'.

"People like you, Lang Fei Qi alive, Lang Fei Land when he dies, kill you, I will dirty my sword!"

Liu Zhang kept kowtowing, and his forehead was knocked out of the bluestone slabs one after another.

Ye Junlin sighed and kicked him away.

"Get out. ”

When Liu Zhang heard this, he crawled up and fled into the distance with his remnants.

In Wei Wuji's arms, the little boy looked at Ye Junlin adoringly: "Big brother is so powerful. ”

A tavern somewhere in the Sword Pavilion.

Ye Junlin and Wei Wuji, the two big men, looked at the little boy in front of them with a headache.

The owner of the 'Drunken Red Mansion' left, but left the two of them with a 'big burden'.

In order to ensure safety, Wei Wuji carefully examined the little boy several times: there was not a trace of breath fluctuations on his body.

"What the hell does that woman want to do?"

A hint of strangeness flashed on Wei Wuji's face, and he held his cheeks and said helplessly.

"Little brother, your surname, your name, where do you come from, where are you going, how many acres of land at home, how many cows are in the field?"

Ye Junlin struggled with his brain, but he didn't get a trace of useful information from the little boy's mouth.

The two big men, who were originally going to Liulang, are now arranging a child for them, which is really depressing!

Just when the two of them were depressed, Liu Zhang, who had already fled in the wilderness, went and returned again, and this time, there were four more 'masters' by his side.

Wei Wuji's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of perception wandered over the bodies of the four.

A high-level Xuan Emperor, a middle-level Xuan Emperor, and two low-level Xuan Emperors, these feelings are the highest masters of this Sword Pavilion, right?

glanced at each other, and a smile bloomed on the faces of the two at the same time