"You're worried about me, too. Ye Zixuan waved his hand, "It's just that you are really a little reckless this time, and you can't do this kind of thing again in the future, after all, although Chen Qiwu and I were fighting before, it was just a contest, not a battle of life and death, you have to learn to see the situation clearly." ”

"Xiu'er remembers, she won't trouble the young master in the future. Xiu'er wiped the tears from her face.

"That's right. Ye Zixuan hadn't paid attention just now, but now he noticed that Xiu'er had been calling herself a young master since before, "Why did you suddenly call me young master?"

"Xiu'er's life was picked up by the young master, and the great kindness and virtue cannot be repaid, and he is willing to be a servant, so he naturally must be respectful and humble, know how to advance and retreat, and must not lose etiquette. Xiu'er lowered her head and said slowly.

"Don't don't, don't, you're not a slave, I'm not a child of an official eunuch, I'm just a martial artist with a little strength, I don't like to hear your title. Ye Zixuan shook his head, and then said, "You can also call me Zixuan, don't call me young master anymore." ”

Xiu'er raised her head suddenly, with a hint of obvious surprise in her eyes, after all, she is also a martial artist, although in order to repay Ye Zixuan's kindness, but if she is treated as a slave, no matter what, her heart must be a little desolate, and now when she heard Ye Zixuan let him call his name directly, the joy in her heart was almost like to burst out.

"It's not early, so Xiu'er will go to prepare dinner first. With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Xiu'er ran into the backyard like a cheerful little white rabbit.

At this time, Ye Zixuan was thinking about today's fight with Chen Madwu.

I have to admit that Chen Madwu is a madman, but he is also a real martial artist, compared with himself, there is no doubt that his skills are more proficient, not only strong and domineering, forcing himself to have nowhere to start, and a strong sense of fighting, at the beginning of being poked in the ribs by himself with a hand knife, he was able to draw inferences, but grabbed his arm, if he didn't desperately break free, he was afraid that he would fall down at that moment.

"His kung fu practice is deeper than mine, his strength is greater than mine, and he obviously has more experience than me, in the face of Xiu'er's sudden sword, he can still react in such a short time, if I hadn't blocked it, I was afraid that it would be Xiu'er who died, and definitely not him!"

Ye Zixuan's eyes showed a hint of excitement, in the face of someone more powerful than himself, his heart burned with infinite **, this is a kind of greed that strides forward, the martial arts are lonely, and it is undoubtedly a kind of happiness to have so many powerful opponents always accompany him, and move forward with his own footsteps.

At this time, Ye Zixuan suddenly had a strong desire to punch, like a person who was extremely thirsty and desperate to drink water, which was an indescribable instinct.

Thinking about it, Ye Zixuan had already acted involuntarily, walked into the courtyard, stepped on it, and with a bang, the bluestone ground was stepped out of a small pit, and the gravel splashed.

Ye Zixuan laughed, simply took off his shirt, revealing his sturdy upper body, and his feet moved slightly, as if dripping in muddy water, rubbing the ground and hitting the Five Elements Fist.

The air was blasted with a strong fist, and the crackling sound was like the waves crashing on the shore, like a violent wind and rain!

After a day of depression in the sky, the first spring rain of early spring began to fall!

Ye Zixuan's hair was scattered, but there was a smile of excitement on his face, his body almost turned into a Dao phantom, and he could only hear the sound like firecrackers, and some flowers and trees in the planted courtyard were overwhelmed by the whistling fist wind.

"The dragon moves before the thunder rises, and the wind blows the tree to shake the branches; ”

Ye Zixuan laughed, and suddenly opened his mouth to sing the Xingyi Fist song, as if even God wanted to respond to him, the dark clouds above the sky suddenly flashed with thunder, and then boomed, like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, a thick thunderbolt fell into the Black Wind Mountain Range, startling countless demon birds and monsters!

"The dog thief looks at the sword!"

A coquettish reprimand sounded, and at the same time, a dazzling sword light with a hint of chill suddenly stabbed towards Chen Qiwu's throat!

Chen Maanwu was fighting with Ye Zixuan at this time, all the spirit and spirit were concentrated on Ye Zixuan, who would have thought that a woman would suddenly burst out from the side and stab him in the throat with a sharp sword in her hand!

Xiu'er had a trace of evil on her face, and the sword in her hand was only a millimeter away from Chen Maanwu's throat!

"Get out of here!"

Chen Qiwu's eyes were about to split, his mind was blank, the majestic Yuan Force of his physical strength was flowing rapidly, even the meridians were cracked, and blood beads the size of soybeans oozed out of his skin, protecting his throat with one hand, and forming a palm with the other, wanting to slap the stabbing sword away with palm power!

"Not good!"

Ye Zixuan's complexion changed greatly, as soon as she heard this voice, she knew that it was Xiu'er, but she was afraid that she was also worried that she would be injured by Chen Maowu, and she would have this kind of experience when she repaid her kindness!

Looking at it again, Ye Zixuan was even more cold, and his heart began to thump, although Xiu'er had a sword in his hand, but Chen Maaowu was a person who was familiar with martial arts in his heart, and his skills were even more profound, he was a real martial artist.

Life and death are only in a thought!

Ye Zixuan's left palm shrank, and lightning rolled towards the sharp sword stabbed by Xiu'er, and his right hand was aimed at Chen Madwu's progressive collapse punch.

The thatch is thorny, like a sharp blade and a serrated tooth, ordinary people will be cut out of a bloody hole if they accidentally touch it, but the cow can roll it in the tongue without hurting the tongue in the slightest, this is the cow's tongue curling grass!

"Be careful!", Xiu'er didn't expect Ye Zixuan to suddenly reach out and grab her sword, but it was too late to put away the sword at this time!

Ye Zixuan's fingers first flicked at the sword body that was stabbing at Chen Qiwu! With a bang, the sword body shifted, and then his palm rolled up, and he grabbed it in his hand.

Bang!

Chen Qiwu's body trembled, at this time, his attention was already attracted by the sharp sword that was close at hand, but he didn't expect that Ye Zixuan on the side would actually punch him in the waist and ribs!

What kind of person is Ye Zixuan? That is a character who has achieved refining and refining qi and has been reborn once, he can easily split stones with one palm, and go down with one punch, even if you are a person who is beaten with iron, you will also be beaten to the ground!

With a bang, Chen Madwu fell more than a foot away, poofed, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Xiu'er screamed, threw away the sword in her hand, and hurriedly ran to Ye Zixuan's side.

"Xiu'er, what are you doing?"

Ye Zixuan had a wry smile on his face, and he could only feel that his palm was pierced, and a pain that pierced his heart came, making him gasp.

"I'm here to help you"

Xiu'er's eyes were moist, her little face was pale with fright, and she looked at Ye Zixuan's left hand that grabbed the sword, and her feet were even softer, and she almost fell down.

I saw that at this time, the sword was full of bright red blood, and Ye Zixuan's palm kept dripping blood, which looked miserable!

"I'm fine, you go and help Chen Madwu up first, this time it's our fault, we have to solve the matter." ”

"But it's your hand, I'd better bandage it for you first. Xiu'er said a little helplessly, tears almost dripping down.

Ye Zixuan sighed, threw the sword in his hand on the ground, and looked at his palm, but saw a blur of flesh and blood, and the blood was still gushing out.

However, seeing this situation, Ye Zixuan laughed instead, when he grabbed the sword before, Ye Zixuan actually didn't have much certainty, and the sword was so fast, if he was not careful, his five fingers would be cut off, and now he only suffered some flesh wounds, which shows that his skills have made great progress, and he can avoid further damage by touching the movement of Xiu'er's luck!

"Hahaha. ”

Chen Maanwu suddenly laughed and lay on the cold ground, "Ahem, I lost, this time you won!"

Ye Zixuan frowned when he heard this, and regardless of the injury in his palm, he walked to Chen Qiwu's side, sat on the ground, and looked at his pale and bloodless face.

"I'm sorry just now, I didn't expect Xiu'er to make a sudden move, this time the victory doesn't count, wait for you and me to heal, and then compare!"

"You don't have to tell me I'm sorry. ”

Chen Manwu got up from the ground, leaned against the wall, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, looked at Ye Zixuan's injured left hand, and said with a smile: "Dual-purpose, not only to stop that little girl, but also to force me back, to prevent me from killing her, I am convinced of losing, there is no luck in winning or losing, losing is losing, I Chen Mawuwu will not cheat." ”

Although Chen Maanwu said that he lost, Ye Zixuan's heart was not happy, if it wasn't for Xiu'er, he was afraid that if the two continued to fight for a while, he would be discouraged because of his lack of physical strength, and although Chen Mawuwu did not use Yuan Li, but under the support of Yuan Li, invisibly, his physical strength would definitely be better than his own, and then it would be one-sided.

Seeing that Ye Zixuan didn't speak, Chen Maanwu smiled, suddenly grabbed Ye Zixuan's neck, and said with a smile: "You guy is so strong, I don't think you're more than fifteen years old, right? You must know that I am eighteen years old, and I passed the coming-of-age ceremony three months ago, but I was defeated in the hands of this guy, what are you not happy about?"

"I'm not happy!", Ye Zixuan looked at Chen Qiwu with a serious face, and said seriously: "A martial artist has the dignity of a martial artist, if I rely on this means to defeat you, no matter what reason I use to comfort myself, I can't be at ease." ”

Chen Maanwu was stunned, let go of Ye Zixuan, his eyes were fixed on Ye Zixuan, as if he wanted to get to know him again, and then punched Ye Zixuan in the chest.

Ye Zixuan didn't expect Chen Manwu to suddenly make a move, his palm turned into a claw, and he subconsciously grabbed Chen Manwu's fist, but he grabbed an empty one, Chen Manwu punched, which affected the injury of his waist and ribs, and he couldn't help coughing at first, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"What are you doing here?", Ye Zixuan was a little confused.

Chen Qiwu coughed for a while, took a breath, his face turned red, and said with a smile: "I'm so happy, those people in the sect are a bunch of useless people, but I didn't expect to avenge Senior Sister Chen this time, and I can meet a martial artist like me, how can I be unhappy?"

"Are you going to hit me if you're happy?", Ye Zixuan glared at Chen Madwu a little angrily.