At this moment, a ray of light shot out from the oblique ground, it was a sword qi, a sword qi of extreme simplicity, without the slightest fancy, and it didn't seem to have any power. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But it was this ordinary sword qi that made Se Gongzi retract his arm like an electric shock, and his body retreated from a distance of more than ten zhang, and his gaze turned into incomparably solemn.

"Sword boy, don't come to harm!" said in a deep voice, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

Ning Wentian carried the long sword on his back and landed lightly in front of the young man, his eyes were cold: "They are my brother's friends, you can't touch them!"

Ye Mo followed, first landed in front of Ling Feng, took out five or six Besheng Pills, and stuffed them all into his mouth, and the true qi in his palm was running, helping him digest the medicinal power.

At the same time, Ling Lin was also taken to her side with one hand, and the power of Tai Chi gushed out, and two completely different breaths of positive and negative breaths paid attention to her body at the same time, forming a huge vortex in it.

The medicinal power from the fragrance of falling flowers was absorbed by this whirlpool, and with the traction of Ye Mo's arm, it was forced out.

"Brother Ye Mo!" Ling Lin had just recovered from the haze, when he saw a familiar face, thinking that it was still an illusion, he called softly: "It would be great if it was true!"

Ye Mo felt ashamed for a while, fortunately he and his second brother arrived in time, otherwise Ling Lin really had an accident, and he was afraid that he would not be able to feel at ease for the rest of his life.

"It's true, Brother Ye Mo is here, you have a good rest first, and when you get rid of the bad guys, Big Brother will talk to you again!" Ye Mo said softly.

Ling Lin nodded solemnly, closed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembled and trembled, and she looked very comfortable.

"The fourth prince of Zhongzhou, although your ranking is above me, you are not necessarily my opponent, Ning Wentian, you better take care of my affairs!" said Se Gongzi with an unkind face.

Ning Wentian snorted coldly: "I never admit any Zhongzhou Fourth Prince, and the ranking has no effect on me!"

Se Gongzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and before Ning Wentian's sword was unsheathed, he had already felt the fierce sword aura coming from his face, as if he himself was a sword, a sharp-edged three-foot green edge.

"You mean, you're very confident in your cultivation, and you don't want to be with us?"

Ning Wentian couldn't see the slightest expression on his face, and said slightly: "I don't believe in my cultivation, but I believe in the sword in my hand." ”

"Then let me try, what qualifications do you have to be so arrogant, you don't even have the name of the fourth prince of Zhongzhou!" "The light in the palm of the color boy flashed, and a bamboo fan was in his hand.

"I'm not arrogant, but disdainful, I'm upright with my eldest brother, and I have nothing to be proud of with you and that drunkard who can only secretly calculate!" Ning Wentian's tone was cold, but it directly hurt people's hearts.

"Then you will die!" Se Gongzi gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, the bamboo fan opened suddenly, the roots of the fan were green, exuding a faint green light, and the white fan was painted with countless pink peach blossoms.

"Peach Blossom Fan, Peach Blossom Tribulation!"

With a flick of his wrist, the peach blossom fan fanned out, and pink peach blossoms flew all over the sky, forming a pink heaven and earth, shrouding Ning Wentian.

Among the countless peach blossoms, there is such a lazy atmosphere that people can't help but lose all their sharpness, as if they are about to spend time in these countless peach blossoms.

"Boom!"

The long sword behind Ning Wentian suddenly came out of its sheath, and a sword slashed out, and the sword qi came out in waves, and everywhere it passed, all the peach blossoms collapsed one after another, like a broken bamboo, and slashed down towards the color boy.

Se Gongzi frowned, the peach blossom fan closed suddenly, and the fan bone burst out with a pink light under the infusion of true qi, and at the very top, a peach blossom the size of a basin quietly bloomed.

Ning Wentian's sword just stabbed this peach blossom, but it was actually resisted by it, unable to make an inch.

"Break!" Ning Wentian snorted coldly, and the long sword volleyed in the air, and with the trembling of the sword blade, a trace of palpitating breath flowed, and the tip of the sword against the peach blossom suddenly picked up.

The pick flower was actually picked up by his sword and flew out, and immediately, the tip of the sword stabbed the top of the fan bone without hindrance, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Peng!" The two of them retreated at the same time, this round, it was a tentative attack, neither of them used all their strength, they each retreated backwards, but Ning Wentian retreated three steps, but Se Gongzi retreated more than ten steps.

Se Gongzi stared at Ning Wentian with his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "It turns out that your sword path has reached such a level, my heart is a sword, no wonder I will be honored as a sword master, but in terms of sword dao, your starting point has far surpassed the swordsman of the copper bell!"

Ning Wentian didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him, the long sword named "Leng Feng" in his hand turned into a dragon dancing wildly in the wind, and the fierce aura was not let go, but Ye Mo, who was dozens of feet away, felt a piercing chill.

"But it's not enough to win me over with this!

Se Gongzi threw out the peach blossom fan fiercely, the fan bones opened, and a bewitching peach blossom bloomed on each fan bone, and with the injection of wrist power when he shook his hand, it began to vibrate violently.

Ripple cracks began to emerge, and Ning Wentian's sword qi was swallowed up before he touched these cracks.

"There are still such methods!" Ning Wentian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't strike a blow, so he immediately took Leng Feng back, and his true qi was infused without reservation, and after some temptation, this was the real all-out fight.

The sword came out, and the sword qi turned into ripples, advancing forward, and the pure sword path had been detached from the kind of sword attack that was only sharp and incomparable.

Ning Wentian's sword has blended the two extremes of soft sword and sharp sword, the sword aura is soft and strong, seemingly soft, but it contains a fierce aura that cannot be rented.

"Boom-"

The two forces collided vigorously, and the color boy snorted, reached out to catch the peach blossom fan that flew back upside down, and a trace of red blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A trace of hideous color flashed on his handsome face, and he wiped the blood away fiercely, and the peach blossom fan exuded a dizzying aura under the urging of his true qi.

Ning Wentian's heart was like a sword, and those miscellaneous influences couldn't enter his heart at all, Leng Fang spit out a three-foot sword light, enveloping him all over his body.

"Kill!" suffered two losses in a row, and his heart was as arrogant as how could a young man do it? With a wave of his hand, he poured out a peach-colored light curtain in the sky, and took the lead in continuing to attack Ning Wentian.

Ning Wentian smiled faintly, if he hadn't entered the emperor's tomb and couldn't feel that terrifying sword intent, he was afraid that he would really have to fight hard in the face of Se Gongzi today.

However, the perception of that day and night has made his comprehension of kendo reach a whole new level, and with the fact that he has obtained this longsword Leng Feng of a good grade, how can his combat effectiveness be improved by a notch?

If it weren't for the strength of the other party, he would be able to get a kendo-like run and go all out, and he would be able to distinguish the winner from no more than twenty moves.

Now seeing that the coloring boy was embarrassed and angry, and launched a crushing attack on him, Ning Wentian just chuckled, and met it with Leng Feng in his hand, fighting with him in one place.

Ye Mo saw that Ning Wentian was in a stalemate and fighting, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, he wanted to transmit the sound to the past, but he was afraid that Ning Wentian would be preempted by the other party when he lost his mind, so he had to give up.

"Brother Ye, thank you for saving me!" Ling Feng's injuries finally recovered a little, and he reluctantly sat up and saluted Ye Mo with a fist.

"Brother Ling doesn't have to be polite!" Ye Mo said apologetically, "This time, it was I who caused you a burden. ”

"Brother Ye Mo, is this true?" Ling Lin finally became more and more sober, and had completely detached herself from the psychedelic illusion of falling flowers, and saw Ning Wentian fighting against the color boy, and then returned to reality.

A hint of ecstasy immediately flashed on her pretty face, and all the grievances came up together, and tears fell down with tears, and she was about to throw herself into Ye Mo's arms!

Ye Mo touched her head with one hand, and said softly: "Now is not the time to cry your nose, you guys hide first, there will be a good show later!"

After speaking, the bladeless sword stabbed out violently, and the ice wall next to it was immediately pierced by him with a huge hole, and then a soft energy carried the two into the ice cave.