And Luo Qingyi and Lin Danxin were the main targets of attack under the sword.

On the ground, a round of flat mirrors is like a dark and deep pool of water, weightless.

Luo Qingyi and Lin Danxin didn't have the slightest ability to react, so they fell into the mirror abyss again.

Nangong Ye looked back slightly, looking at the clear and resolute eyes in the dark, as if he was interested.

The Emperor Ji of the Chu State is clearly the weakest one in cultivation, and his cultivation is only in the Soul Condensing Realm.

Although he was not under his home attack, under the influence of his Mirror Demon Sword aura, he staggered and did not fall down while covering his wounds.

The mind is very strong.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he was about to close his eyes and kill the two Ye family army women under the mirror yuan with his heart.

At that moment, an abrupt voice rang out, breaking the silence and darkness.

Da ......

The crisp sound of a bamboo pole tapping lightly on the ground......

Ordinary cyan bamboo poles became the only color in the darkness.

Then the tip of the bamboo pole touches the ground instantly...... The light and the rising sun that were swallowed up were returned again.

Plop, plop, plop.

Luo Qingyi, Lin Danxin, and the colorful tiger, covered with sword wounds, fell out of the darkness.

Lin Danxin mainly attacked the way of beast control, but because he was timid and afraid of pain, he never liked to fight to the death with others, so he was rarely injured.

Now that there are such sword wounds all over the place, it suddenly hurts like a little girl sucking tears, and the poor little appearance of tears is lying on the ground and unable to move.

Although Luo Qingyi is younger than her, she is much stronger than her.

She supported her body with the Shadow Sword, half-kneeling in the snow, her slightly scattered black hair falling like a waterfall, hiding her poignant and beautiful face stained with blood.

She chuckled out as she looked down at the blood-stained snow beneath her.

Those delicate and clear eyes rarely reveal emotion,

But at this moment, she heard the crisp sound of the bamboo pole tapping the ground, and a faint smug smile appeared in her beautiful eyes.

The little son of her family is really amazing, a blind scholar who picked up and went home on the side of the road, who would have thought that he was actually a master of the Tongyuan Realm.

Did he know that Ye Yin was in charge of the small manor, so he had no fear?

Nangong Ye turned around suddenly, and before he could see who caused the voice.

A cyan bamboo pole broke through the wind and lightly touched the mirror demon sword in his hand.

It was clearly no more than a green and crisp bamboo, and when it hit the body of the mirror demon sword, it burst out with a mournful sound of gold and iron that pierced the periosteum.

The pitch-black sword almost came out of his hand.

Not only that, Nangong Ye, who was standing in mid-air, only felt that inside that green bamboo, there was a strange power that was extremely violent but mixed with a trace of gentleness.

The power followed the sword in his hand, then transmitted to his arm, then spread throughout his body, and finally his body shook violently!

He crashed from mid-air.

Above the ground, an even deeper pit appeared.

Nangong Ye did not fall, but stood in the deep pit with a little embarrassment.

And in front of him, there was the mirror magic sword that came out of his hand diagonally.

His dark eyes widened as he looked at the blind scholar standing beside the well.

He was still wearing a washed and somewhat whitish green shirt, which was vaguely visible, and some cheap cotton was stuffed under the green shirt to protect against the wind and cold, which looked slightly bloated and ridiculous on his body.

On his feet, he stepped on a pair of cloth shoes with open threads, and even patches could be seen on the toe of the shoes.

You can smell the poor sour smell emanating from him from afar.

But such a poor and blind scholar who could not see the power of cultivation shot him down from the sky with a single blow.

He stretched out his hand to the sky and made a move, and the ordinary green bamboo volleyed in the air, drawing a beautiful cyan arc, and returned to his palm.

Da ...... A bang.

The bamboo pole is here, as if waiting for something.

Nangong Ye clutched his sullen chest, and his eyes locked on the scholar.

The power of the divine soul was greatly opened, and he frantically probed his details and cultivation.

But in the end, the power of the divine soul was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

"Who are you?!" found out to no avail, so he could only ask.

Ye Yin didn't answer his words, but he didn't ignore him either.

Instead, after holding the green bamboo and bowing it to him slightly, he then faced Murong Heng's direction and said in a gentle and polite tone.

"Miss Murong is seriously injured, it is better to go down and bandage the wound first, and leave it to someone Ye here. ”

Murong Heng covered his abdominal wound with a pale face and muttered his lips.

This poor scholar, who is often ignored by her as a transparent person, is really a master!

This small manor is really a place where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is.

She lowered her head a little ashamedly, feeling that her eyesight was not as good as that little man.

In fact, a few months ago, when this Mr. Ye was able to get a little bit of knowledge about those stupid Kunlun slaves and let them successfully embark on the path of refining, she should have discovered that he was a good character.

It's just that she really can't connect a master with a useless scholar who almost drowned in the well water while fetching water.

At this moment, she didn't even calm down.

She nodded blankly, then carefully avoided the fainting boy and left the battlefield and returned to her room.

Ye Yin faced Luo Qingyi's direction again, and said seriously: "Miss Luo is already injured, and it is not appropriate to fight again. ”

Luo Qingyi waved his hand, then put away his sword and sat on the ground, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm also very interested in the duel between masters, I don't participate in the battle, just watch the battle." ”

Lin Danxin looked sad and clenched, clenched her little fists and kept slapping the snow, she glared at Luo Qingyi, and said angrily.

"I don't want to watch the battle when you watch the battle, my body hurts, quickly take out the five scattered ointment you have refined recently. ”

Luo Qingyi looked at the battlefield with his cheeks back, and said without twisting his head: "'At a young age', I won't be able to bear the pain after I don't suffer a little, and this time I should be able to exercise well." ”

Obviously, she didn't mean to take out the five loose ointment to relieve her pain.

Nangong Ye looked at Ye Yin patiently, waiting for the answer he wanted.

Ye Yin clenched the green bamboo in his hand slightly, and said calmly: "I am twenty-one years old this year, three years ago, I broke through the realm of Tongyuan, and at that time I was the youngest Tongyuan person on the Kyushu Continent. ”

His tone was as plain as water, and he was not complacent at all, as if a scholar should pick up a pen and write when he reads.

Nangong Ye was silent, and his facial expression seemed to be emotionless for thousands of years.

But only he knew, and at this moment the cold sweat that oozed from his back soaked his clothes.

Twenty-one years old, three years ago...... That means that he was already successful at the age of nineteen.

Wu Ying three years ago has not yet passed through the Yuan, but he has become the first person in Kyushu.

It turned out that before Wu Ying, there was already one of the youngest Tongyuan realms in the world.

It's just that this record, three years later, was broken by Wu Ying again.

But even so, Nangong Ye couldn't deny the greatness of the blind scholar in front of him.

So he bent down slightly, showing his courtesy for this formidable opponent.

Ye Yin couldn't see it, but he could feel his movements, and he didn't stop it, but continued.

"I know that Wu Ying is now breaking the mirror and passing the yuan, he is seventeen years old and breaking the mirror and passing the yuan, and the world calls him the first person in the ages, but ...... I don't think so. ”

Referring to the Yue Guo Wu Ying who broke the mirror two years before him, Ye Yin did not have any frustration or jealousy on his face, but continued to speak calmly.

That tone, as if to say, everyone praised the obedient Wu Ying who was afraid like a tiger, but in fact it was not as great as everyone thought.

Nangong Ye, who was soaked in cold sweat, calmed down, and a faint sarcasm appeared in those deep eyes.

"What does Mr. mean is that Wu Ying is not as great as you, a reclusive gentleman? And his title of the so-called first person in the ages is just a false name?

Ye Yin shook his head and said: "I don't compare with Wu Ying, and the titles in this world are all false names, conceit or mediocrity is just the judgment of the world, the reason why Qingzhu will show its edge is only because you came to a place where you shouldn't come and hurt people who shouldn't be hurt." ”

His tone was very slow and serious, without the indignation of a hot-blooded young man, and he couldn't even hear any coldness in his tone.