He Qianyao felt that it was probably a stupid decision for her to deliberately provoke He Jingyun just now!

At this time, He Jingyun's sword sleeve was already firmly on her sword, and even if she drew her sword, she needed to take a step back to complete it.

Of course, He Jingyun would not give her such a chance.

At the moment when the scabbard was tightened, his left hand suddenly attacked, turning his palm into a fist, and a punch hit He Qianyao's lower abdomen.

How could He Qianyao's weak body withstand such a heavy blow, and without vitality, he was punched back by He Jingyun more than a dozen steps back.

In the eyes of the audience below and He Qianyao, the scabbard in his right hand seemed to be much more terrifying than the long sword in the hands of others.

"Liao, Yuan!"

Just after being punched by He Jingyun, He Qianyao was slightly angry, but fortunately, he was not injured!

After taking a dozen steps back, she didn't hesitate, and as soon as she struck, she was the most powerful attack move.

Prairie fire!

Just now, he relied on this trick to force He Yuanyuan out of the martial arts arena, so He Qianyao believed that even if the young master on the opposite side was much stronger than He Yuanyuan, he would definitely not be able to take it.

Because, this is the swordsmanship passed on to her by He Jingtian, this is one of the great prince's stunts!

Even if He Jingyun is a demon, how can he be the opponent of the eldest prince.

"Die!"

He Qianyao stepped forward, the sword in his hand seemed to be slow and fast, and the tip of the sword inexplicably drew lines in the air.

Everywhere the tip of the sword went, the space was in a trance, as if it had been scorched and changed shape.

The surrounding moisture instantly turned into mist.

The fog, which was already very thin with the sun rising, seemed to be thicker under the transpiration of water vapor, and the air blown by the wind carried a trace of humidity and stuffiness.

This move is really powerful.

Although He Jingyun had seen countless powerful tricks 30,000 years ago, he had to admit that the swordsmanship of the Xuan-level high-grade swordsmanship that He Qianyao had now performed had won his attention.

In the face of powerful attack moves, He Jingyun was not afraid, and the scabbard in his hand flew with the sword on the opposite side.

Then, he met He Qianyao's sword and galloped away.

The mist on the mountain gradually dissipated, the sun shone on the thousand peaks, and the water shone brightly.

He Jingyun was like a giant bird rising into the air, his toes were three feet off the ground, and his whole body swooped forward to make a gliding posture.

"This ......"

The disciples in the audience couldn't help but worry about him.

"Look for death!"

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of He Jingtian's mouth.

He Qianyao's tense heart instantly relaxed, and like He Jingtian, she thought that He Jingyun's action was undoubtedly death.

Of course, He Jingyun was not dead.

He glided up, the scabbard in his hand flying, his body twisted slightly in mid-air, and once again skillfully staggered the blade of the sword that He Qianyao stretched out his hand to stab.

He Qianyao was secretly surprised, and when he came back to his senses and wanted to continue attacking, he suddenly found that something was wrong with the sword in his right hand.

Scabbard!

It's that damn scabbard again!

He Jingyun fell to the ground, and the scabbard of his right hand was once again put on He Qianyao's long sword without everyone noticing.

"This ......"

The disciples below burst into discussions!

He Jingtian's pupils shrank again, and he had a ghostly expression.

With his cultivation, he naturally saw He Jingyun's movements just now, but he didn't see it clearly, he didn't see clearly how He Jingyun put the scabbard on He Qianyao's sword.

"You!"

He Qianyao never dreamed that the trick he sent out would still be cracked by the other party in this way.

But she was really unwilling, her feet moved, her body retreated, trying to widen the distance between herself and He Jingyun, and then took the opportunity to draw out the long sword and attack again.

It's a pity that she is fast, and He Jingyun is faster.

The scabbard always followed the sword body, so that He Qianyao couldn't pull it out.

One step, two steps, ten steps!

In less than five seconds, He Qianyao retreated to the edge of the martial arts arena.

He Jingyun jerked this time, released the long sword in the scabbard, squinted at He Qianyao with his eyes, and whispered: "You lose, go down." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the middle of the martial arts arena.

He Qianyao was silent, but she knew very well in her heart that she had no hope for Shanghe Jingyun.

glanced at He Jingtian with some guilt, but found that He Jingtian's face was full of frost.

He Qianyao was even more like a lost soul, and suddenly looked up to see He Jingyun who had just turned around, and in an instant, evil thoughts suddenly appeared, and the long sword in his hand moved up at the fastest speed, and then stabbed forward with a sword.

"Be careful!"

"Young master!"

"Despicable!"

It was an exclamation from the crowd.

There was also the angry rebuke of the nine elders on the elder table: "Presumptuous!"

However, in the face of such a situation, he was powerless to stop it, after all, it was too far away.

Just when everyone thought that He Jingyun would inevitably be pierced by the bright long sword, He Jingyun suddenly moved.

He didn't dodge or block, He Jingyun just turned around quickly and turned his head calmly.

Then, in the midst of everyone's exclamations or incredible shouts, the scabbard in his hand suddenly burst out of nowhere and slapped horizontally on He Qianyao's face.

At this time, the long sword in He Qianyao's hand was still half a foot away from his body.

"Smack!"

Loud as a slap in the face.

Extremely powerful!

He Qianyao's body flew up directly, spun in a circle in the air, and then crossed the edge of the martial arts arena and fell on the clean bluestone floor like a cannonball.

With this sword, the audience who smoked it dropped their jaws in shock, He Qianyao who smoked it was furious, and the pupils of He Qiantian's eyes shrank and shrunk when he smoked it.

Fast!

It's really fast!

It was so fast that everyone didn't react, so fast that everyone didn't see how He Jingyun's sword shot and how it attacked.

However, He Qianyao stepped down, and her attack did not fall.

"Presumptuous!"

After a short silence, Ninth Elder He Tianqi became furious, slapped the stone table in front of him and shook slightly, and said with a gloomy face: "The rules of the He family, are they gone?"

Naturally, these words were said to He Qianyao.

He Qianyao was silent and slowly got up.

He Jingyun stood lightly in the martial arts arena, and the scabbard in his hand was particularly dazzling and terrifying.

Seeing that the head of the family had the intention of punishing He Qianyao, the third elder next to him, He Tianming, couldn't sit down, smiled, and said, "Fortunately, the young master's swordsmanship is exquisite and unparalleled, and there are no casualties, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

As soon as he said this, He Tianqi's face looked a little better.

He Qianyao stood up, silently retreated into the crowd, and when she turned around, she didn't forget to glance at He Jingyun, her eyes were full of anger and hatred.

However, He Jingyun didn't look at her at all.

"Agreed!"

A minute later, He Jingyun saw that no one had come up to challenge him, and he felt that it was not interesting to continue to stand in the martial arts arena, so he arched his hand to the audience and said, "Since you have no one to teach, this son will mention rest first." ”

There are rules in the He family's martial arts arena, which does not allow wheel fighting, and the winner can take a break halfway to show that the competition is fair.

After getting out of the martial arts arena, He Jingyun shook his head, returned to his residence with Qin Ya, and began to concentrate on cultivation.

The game outside was exciting, but he wasn't interested in it.

Because at this time, I am still too weak.

In particular, after the eldest prince He Jingtian came back, his feeling of weakness was particularly strong.

Of course, he didn't have to compare himself to He Jingtian, but now he felt like this.

Very unpleasant!

......

Came to the back mountain and went up to the practice peak.

The mountain peak is quiet, no one is even a bird, and the surrounding woods are lush and green, looming in the mountain mist, quite a bit of a fairyland on the clouds.

He Jingyun walked to a wide place and sat down on the ground, and stuffed more than a dozen pills from the cloth bag he carried into his mouth.

Then, his lips and cheeks began to tremble and twitch!

As a young head of the family, there is one advantage, that is, abundant resources!

Although the He family is not a famous family, the family's resources are still enough for him to squander his cultivation at this stage.

......

In the martial arts arena, the sun is gradually rising, and the sun is in the sky.

An ordinary-looking disciple dressed in green clothes quietly walked to the elder's seat from behind, and then handed over a letter to the hands of Ninth Elder He Tianqi in a low-key manner.

He Tianqi took the letter and only glanced at it, the smile on his face suddenly converged, and his eyes became sharp.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, the Ninth Elder felt very unfamiliar, and a sense of vigilance rose in his heart.

In the face of questioning, the man in Tsing Yi bowed his head and remained silent, his steps stepped back a little, and he bowed to the Ninth Elder.

He Tianqizai glanced at him carefully, then nodded and said, "You, come with me." After speaking, he got up and left his seat, and walked towards the back mountain with the man in Tsing Yi.

"Tell me, what's going on? If you dare to tease the old man, the old man will teach you to come and go!"

In a closed secret room, He Tianqi carefully took out the thin letter, stretched out his hand and pushed it on the stone table.

The man in Tsing Yi in front of him was not afraid, he smiled, and did not accept the letter, but just looked at He Tianqi and said, "Since the little one dares to enter your He Mansion, he is naturally not here to send him to death." ”

Seeing that He Tianqi's face did not show any expression, the man in Tsing Yi continued: "The people in Great Xia City say that only your old man has the best relationship with the one back then in the He family, but in the eyes of the little one, it is just ordinary. ”

He Tianqi sneered and said, "You think I don't know what your idea is, if the old man didn't guess wrong, you should be from the Dongfang family." ”

The person who came laughed loudly, and then said: "The head of the He family laughed, the villain is not from the Dongfang family, besides, the incident back then is inextricably linked with the Dongfang family, even if I do, I can't admit it!"

He Tianqi raised his eyebrows slightly, his face was extremely unkind, he looked at the man in Tsing Yi and asked, "How can you be so clear about what happened back then?" Or is it that Tianya's death is related to you?"