"Don't be impulsive!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the voice in his head anxiously persuaded: "Gao Zhan is a second-class disciple of the lower court, I heard that he will be promoted to the first level in the near future, he has always been competitive and paranoid, and everyone does not want to offend him; ”

"What are you afraid of?" Song Yi stared at Gao Zhan and lowered his voice: "He said that I am useless, I don't care, anyway, we are really useless, but if he scolds the little senior brother, I will not be happy." ”

"Little Senior Brother must have told you not to cause trouble before leaving, now taking care of yourself is the most important thing!"

"He scolded the little senior brother for being a sissy, aren't you angry?"

"Of course I'm angry, but ......"

"That's good, don't be afraid, watch me clean him up. ”

Song Yi quietly comforted the uneasy voice in his head, nodded and said, "I wanted to tell you something just now, but I was interrupted by this bastard thing, and when I beat him away, I will discuss it with you." ”

Gao Zhan took two steps forward, stared at Song Yi who was talking to himself, and said loudly: "What are you talking about, I see that you are not even sober now, since your senior brother is not here, I just want to teach you another lesson, if I am not careful, my hands are a little heavier, then it is also your fate, senior sister, I will find another explanation for it." ”

The words fell, Gao Zhan pulled out the sword on his waist, and the cold blade of the sword reflected the remnants of snow, making it more and more cold.

Song Yi was unmoved, silently operating the qi veins in his body, if he thought well...... No, he would never miscalculate, although he didn't understand why this was so, but since he might not be so wasteful, he would not waste the opportunity, let alone sit back and watch this bastard with his nostrils turned to the sky and his mouth full of evil words arrogant in front of him.

Gao Zhan, a second-class disciple of the lower court, is just a little bit higher than himself, and he can't even pass this first level...... People who have traveled to another world, if they don't have the ambition to raise their eyebrows and turn over and be the master, then they are still a fart?

The little brother is worried about his own safety, so he can be more patient in case of trouble. That's right, if you really encounter something big, Song Yi is willing to endure it, but patience does not mean that you have to completely hold your tail between your legs, and even kneel down and beg for mercy for this kind of bastard who comes to provoke.

Seeing that Song Yi was silent, Gao Zhan took another step forward, looked around in the courtyard, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Heh, the puppy barks happily, I'm really scared when I come out of the sword." According to the rules of the door, a third-class disciple only has one weapon, and since your sword has been damaged, and now you are unarmed, how can you be arrogant?"

Song Yi's eyes also wandered around the courtyard, there was really nothing to take advantage of, and suddenly raised his eyes, saw the big tree in the corner of the courtyard, and immediately had an idea, and strode over.

"Wait, do you want to use the ...... given by the little senior brother" The voice in his head was anxious, and even the pitch was an octave higher: "That's for you to have an emergency, now is not the time!"

"No, I don't. Song Yi stood by the tree, stretched out his hand to take a look, and broke off a branch. Winter is not over, the trees are like red plum flowers blooming brightly, this arm-length branch is dotted with flowers, fragrant.

Song Yi held the flower branches, shook them gently, and the flexible branches bounced with them, and the strength continued, and the flowers were gently shaking, and the fragrance was more prosperous.

Gao Zhan looked amused and sneered: "What, are you going to use this to pick up my sword?"

"It's not a good fit. ”

Song Yi smiled slightly, showing a little humility on his face.

Thinking that he was going to admit it, Gao Zhan's face became more and more proud, his purpose for coming here was not pure, after two sentences, he had already killed Song Yi, and he would not give up because of two begging for mercy, but he could see people begging for mercy with him, and he was still very happy.

Who knows, what Song Yi went on to say was: "Hanmei is elegant, you should be a gentleman, and it's really a bit of a waste to beat you with it." But I don't have a dogtail here, so I can only offend it in order to teach you how to speak human language, so please forgive me. ”

With that, he turned slightly and nodded at the plum tree.

"Waste, it's the other way around-" Gao Zhan was furious, and regardless of the etiquette of the same family, he took advantage of Song Yi's back to him, and swung his sword at him!

As a second-class disciple of the lower court, Gao Zhan has already learned the first six moves of the Zhaoyue Sword Technique, although he has not yet been able to fully comprehend it, the power under his hand is not comparable to that of Song Yi before. I saw that his sword blade was as fast as the wind, and his power was like lightning, and in less than a breath, Bai Sensen Gangfeng had approached Song Yi's vest.

Song Yi didn't panic, didn't turn around, shook his left arm in front of his chest, held a flower branch in his right hand, and backhanded a gear, just holding Gao Zhan's long sword, avoiding stabbing him and splashing blood on the spot.

Seeing that he actually blocked his sword, Gao Zhan was surprised, and subconsciously drew his sword back. However, the upper end of the flower branch in Song Yi's hand happened to be divided into two strands, and the sword blade was resting between the branches.

Song Yi shook his wrist, urged the true qi in his body to come out, wrapped the two branches, and pressed and pressed on the sword blade, suddenly like a big hand, holding the sword edge firmly. Gao Zhan twitched twice hard, but he didn't move!

This...... Gao Zhan's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe what he saw, when did this person have this ability?!

Taking advantage of the moment when Gao Zhan was distracted, Song Yi twisted his body, turned his head, did not dare to relax with his right hand, still firmly controlled the flower branch, and raised his left hand, wanting to slap Gao Zhan.

Call you nonsense!

Before the palm of his hand arrived, Gao Zhan had already woken up, his face was ten points darker than Fang Cai, and he didn't have half a point of reservation, he drank lightly, and his whole body was full of true qi, and he just used everything he had learned in the past three years.

I saw a faint layer of white gas overflowing from Gao Zhan's sword blade, wrapping the blade in wisps, followed by a sinking of his arm, and a twist of his wrist, Song Yi suddenly felt a strong force rushing up from the flower branches, jumping and galloping, surging like a wave!

In the flash of light, a past incident suddenly crossed Song Yi's mind, a very small thing-

Ten years ago, Song Yi went to the reservoir for the first time to fish, and after several empty poles in a row, a big one finally came up, the fish was more than two feet long, pitch black, oily and slippery, churning and surging in the water, almost taking Song Yi down. The person next to him said that this fish is too big, you can't handle it, let's let it go, Song Yi stubbornly got up, insisted on being raw, gritted his teeth, and used all the strength to eat milk, while stumbling with it, while carefully teasing it, consuming its physical strength, and after entangled for half an hour, he finally pulled the fish up.

At this moment, when the white qi rose from the blade of Gao Zhan's sword, Song Yi suddenly felt as if he had returned to the edge of the reservoir back then: the flower branch in his hand was the fishing rod, and the sword wrapped in the branch was the fish, and this layer of white qi was the water that allowed the fish to live! Now that the fish has entered the water, the natural power has doubled.

Song Yi's forehead was slightly sweaty, and he understood that it was time to try the real chapter. This layer of white qi is the ironclad evidence that Gao Zhanliuquan's heart trick has been practiced to the third layer, and he has not even passed the second layer, so he can't reveal his true qi, so he can only secretly control it. However, Gao Zhan has only been in the business for three years, even if his talent is really good, the foundation is empty after all, if he presses it again......

At this time, Gao Zhan raised his wrist violently, and the white gas wrapped in the sword blade was exposed, turning into countless silver threads, rising from the gaps in the flower branches, and with a clear sound, the flowers and leaves on the branches were crushed, and Gao Zhan's sword was also broken away from Song Yi's restraint and smoothly pulled back.

"Tsk. ”

Song Yi snorted, withdrew his hand in time, and the whole person jumped back and distanced himself. He didn't want to fight Gao Zhan, after all, he didn't have a weapon, so he relied on the branch at hand, but he could outwit it, and he must not be brutal.

"Hmph, how much skill do I have for you. Breaking Song Yi's flower branch, Gao Zhan was proud: "It was just luck just now, after all, it is a third-class who does not enter the stream, so I will send you back to the west." ”

"Yes, we are not like you, we have the ability to open the way with money, so we climbed up. ”

Song Yi is unforgiving, Gao Zhan is impetuous, arrogant, and stimulates him with two words, he will definitely find more opportunities.

Sure enough, as soon as Gao Zhan heard this, his anger suddenly became ten, and his rich family background did give him a great advantage, but being said to his face like this, especially by a wasted person who had no future, how could he bear this breath?

"Tongue of the tongue, go to death!"

Gao Zhan shouted angrily, the white qi on the sword condensed, and suddenly, a white light jumped into the air, turning into the appearance of a sword, and then slashed at Song Yi's head!

This is...... Flying sword?!

Song Yi was shocked, although he mentally knew that this was a completely different cultivation world, but the first time he saw a living flying sword, he was still shocked into a cold sweat. The white light was extremely dazzling, the speed was extremely fast, Song Yi was too late to hide, he simply didn't retreat, gritted his teeth and crossed the branch in his hand, concentrating on attracting the true qi in his body, at this moment of lightning and flint, something seemed to flash in his mind, Song Yi didn't have time to pay attention to it, learning the appearance of Gao Zhan, and shot out the true qi that was ready to be released in his body-

"Tear!"

With a soft sound, the entire courtyard shook, and I saw that the white lightsaber emitted by Gao Zhan was like a whistling thunder, crashing head-on into an invisible barrier, shattering in the air, and then turning into smoke and disappearing out of thin air.

Not only blocked, but also scattered?!

At this time, not only Gao Zhan was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, but even Song Yi was stunned. Gao Zhan never imagined that his flying sword could be blocked, and even counterattack to ashes?! He had a look of disbelief on his face, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but Song Yi didn't give him a chance, jumped in front of Gao Zhan, and punched him in the abdomen!

Gao Zhan "whooped", stabbed over with a backhand sword, Song Yi saw it clearly, flashed easily, grabbed his chest with his left hand, pushed him forward, and then sent him into the air, raised the flower branch in his right hand, and hit him with his head and face!

Of course, the flower branches had been infused with true qi, and after a moment, Song Yi felt that he seemed to have comprehended something.

That moment seemed to be in the blink of an eye, and it passed in an instant, but in fact, he had already walked in front of the life and death barrier-unable to stop Gao Zhan's flying sword, Song Yi naturally only had a dead word; blocked but failed to destroy, did not give Gao Zhan such a shocking blow, and when he came with the second and third blows, Song Yi was also a dead word.

Gao Zhan didn't touch the sky or the ground at the moment, and he beat the flowers and branches in Song Yi's hands, only to feel the pain that he couldn't tell from head to toe, and couldn't help but scream.

Song Yi was also really polite, Fang understood something, and immediately aroused Gao Zhan.

Compared with the previous imagination of "fishing", he had a different idea of using his true qi at the moment, slightly imitating Gao Zhan's appearance of making that flying sword, sending out his qi little by little, sticking it on the flower branches, like a sharp knife, only cutting Gao Zhan's body.

His cultivation in the Liuquan Heart Technique is still poor, he can't condense white qi, and he can't make flying swords, but turning his limited true qi into many small blades, just like wrapping Gao Zhan in a swirling knife thicket, constantly changing the position and strength of his attacks, which can not only disturb Gao Zhan's immature mind, but also make him unable to gather true qi to make effective counterattacks.