Shen was moving, he wanted to slip away. However, the surrounding disciples are also taking advantage of the trend. Because they sensed the smell of gunpowder in the air, they knew who to help! Everyone was moving, but Nan Qiao didn't, she was still holding her sword and pointing at Shen Jing!

"Get out of the sword! You know you can't leave. This was the last thing Nan Qiao said before the two really made a move. Time also, life also! Shen knew that it was his turn!

This competition was completely different from the morning competition, because he could feel the murderous aura in the other party's eyes.

He knew from before he went up the mountain that the trip would not end well, but the situation now was much more than he expected. After all, he still didn't want to draw his sword with the other party, and he didn't want to make the situation too stiff.

It's just that there is no way out this time, so he can't sit still! He finally lifted the sword like Nan Qiao, and did not untie the burden on his back like he did in the morning. He knew that this was probably the real intention of Senior Han's smile, and it must be impossible for him to go down the mountain unscathed.

The two were not far apart, and at this moment, the breeze on the sword viewing field was blowing the hair of the two, and the hair was gently dancing with the wind.

The surrounding disciples all slowly gave way to the space, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and they smelled the smell of sword qi.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and Nan Qiao made a move. The long sword in her hand was wrapped in pale cyan sword qi, and it came straight at Shen Qian!

The corners of Shen Kuang's clothes were windless, and he also leaned over slightly to make an impact, and the white mud in his hand was horizontal, and he also carried a fierce offensive and Nan Qiao shook away! Almost instantly, the two of them collided with their long swords, making a clanging sound.

Then, in a short period of time, the two of them made several more swords, and the two swords touched and separated. Every impact was accompanied by a strong force, and the onlookers could also feel the grandeur of the two people in the field, surprised by such a scene, and also surprised by the strength of the young man.

The talent and strength of the little junior sister can be regarded as the strongest among the younger generation of the Yunmeng Sword Sect, but she never thought that this ordinary teenager would be so powerful in the sword path.

The two of them naturally couldn't take into account the feelings of the others, and they could all feel that the other party was no longer as leeway as they had been in the morning. Although Shen Guo didn't want to hurt the other party, in this case, he could only talk about anything else on the premise of protecting himself, because the other party didn't keep his hand.

The two of them fought again, and their speed had increased a lot. Shen Kuang's light practice is in ordinary life, so it is very handy to use at this time. The master said that this light skill is called catkins, and the catkins body method pays attention to a light word! This method seems to be slow, but it is actually fast, because what the other party can see is only the afterimage that remains.

Nan Qiao's body is also very fast, he can see it. Her light work is focused on footwork, which is fast, but seems to be well documented.

After another fierce competition between the two, after careful observation, Shen Jing finally saw the flaws in Nan Qiao's footwork, and he locked the position where Nan Qiao was going to land next, so his figure flashed, and the long sword went straight to that position.

Sure enough, Nan Qiao appeared behind him on the left!

As expected, he took advantage of the situation to accumulate strength, wielding his sword qi to pick up, Nan Qiao saw this, and raised his sword to block.

She never expected the other party to be able to guess her location, so she reacted hastily to the sword that came. In a hurry, the accumulation was not timely, and he was finally picked up by Shen Kuang's sword, and the figure spun several times in mid-air before finally landing and stabilizing its figure.

After the distance between the two was widened, Shen Guo wanted to show goodwill and stop the fight, but just as he was about to speak, Nan Qiao, who could stabilize his body, attacked again and did not give him a chance to speak.

In such a situation, he can only swing his sword to resist. When the two swords touched, the cyan and purple true qi light curtains dispersed from the place where the two swords touched.

All the disciples in the Sword Viewing Field felt the terrifying power coming from above the light curtain, and even if they were standing on the outermost periphery, they could still feel the constant fluctuations of True Qi.

The swords of the two were never separated, and the blue-purple light curtain kept changing in mid-air. Everyone knew that they were competing for internal strength, and as the fluctuations of true qi continued to increase, the surrounding space was also touched.

For a while, the wind rose on the sword viewing field! The wind blew away Shen Jing's long hair, and also blew away the scarf he used to tie his hair.

In fact, he knew that such a situation in the sword viewing field must have been noticed by the elders in the sect a long time ago, but no one came forward. He felt that maybe only by defeating the other party would the predecessors of the Yunmeng Sword Sect show up!

So in the next second, an even more majestic purple true qi emerged from his body, and this time he almost exhausted more than half of the true qi in his body. In an instant, the original comparable situation was immediately broken, the cyan light curtain was dispersed, and the purple true qi hit Nan Qiao with a sound of breaking wind!

Everyone was exclaiming, and they all gasped, if they were hit by this true qi, the little junior sister would most likely be injured.

Just when Nan Qiao herself thought that there was no way to avoid it, a transparent light curtain appeared in front of her silently, dissolving Shen Jing's tricks one by one.

At this moment, the wind has stopped! Shen Guo's long, messy hair also stopped dancing.

The long sword was sheathed, and he bowed in the direction behind Nan Qiao, and arched his hand: "Senior!" He guessed correctly, the seniors of the Yunmeng Sword Sect couldn't help but make a move.

Those disciples who were originally surprised looked over with wide eyes after discovering that an elder from the sect had made a move, and when they saw the figure clearly, everyone also spoke respectfully: "Uncle Yun! ”

It was Nan Qiao's master who made the shot, Yun Qingyou. She didn't hear the words of Shen Jing and the surrounding disciples, and after defusing Shen Jing's attack, she quickly lowered her body and looked at her apprentice, and said softly, "Qiao'er, how is it?" ”

"Master, I'm fine!" Seeing the master, Nan Qiao Waner smiled. Then, with the help of her master, she slowly stood up. Fang Cai's fight consumed a lot of internal strength, so he was a little weak at this time.

Yun Qingyou looked at her apprentice worriedly, and stroked her hair with some distress. After a moment, she thought of the culprit of all this, and then her eyes locked on Shen Jing, who was standing on the opposite side of the square. Suddenly, Shen Jing only felt that the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar, and his body was cold and abnormal.

"Oops!"

He wanted to run as fast as he could, but there was no chance. In the next second, his cry resounded throughout the square. In front of such a master, the light skills and retreat techniques that he was proud of were useless. In the face of absolute strength, all moves pale in comparison.

This Yun Qingyou senior didn't give him any chance to explain before he made a move. She didn't hit a heavy hand, but every punch and palm was extremely accurate, making him suffer without leaving a single injury.

The scene was really a bit bloody, and many disciples on the field covered their eyes with their hands and didn't look at it, but Shen Jing's miserable cries still came into their ears over and over again, and only Ciyin, who was supporting Nan Qiao on the side, grinned happily. "Hmph, dare to hurt the little junior sister, this is the end! What about the disciples of the Sword God, Uncle Yun is not afraid of you. ”

After about a quarter of an hour, Shen Jing's howling finally stopped. When everyone looked at it again, his long hair was flying, his clothes were disheveled, and his hands were trembling and holding the scabbard, trying to support his body. He was guarding the last stubbornness of a man, even if every inch of skin on his body was aching, he still didn't fall.

"Before, senior!" As he spoke, a rather tragic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The debt owed by the master can be regarded as over!"

Yun Qingyou looked at Shen Jing, who was struggling to support, and smiled a little disdainfully: "I will take your master's life." Just now, it's a lesson for you to hurt my disciples! Get lost! ”

The master's words were all about Nan Qiao's concern, at this moment, Nan Qiao suddenly felt that the previous master's reactions on Qingfeng Cliff were like fakes, but how could such real emotions be fake? The master is actually a little different at this time, the master applied a shallow powder, which is a little more beautiful than before.

She didn't know that the master thought it was that person, but she never thought that it was just his apprentice. So the disappointment and despair all turned into anger and vented on Shen Jing.

After hearing Yun Qingyou's words, Shen Jing didn't say anything again, nodded and then clubbed his sword and limped down the mountain. What should come will come after all, and after this beating, he can be regarded as fulfilling the master's request.

Looking at Shen Jing's slightly gloomy back, Yun Qingyou's heart chuckled, and his thoughts were suddenly brought back to the past.

More than 20 years ago, they were besieged and killed when they traveled through the rivers and lakes, and that time they died nine times. After a slaughter, they finally escaped death, but they also won tragically. Back then, that man was too, even if he was seriously injured, he still didn't want to fall down, and he protected her behind him.

Now the young man's back is so similar to him at that time, she is actually waiting for him to turn around, waiting for him to say that sentence to her: "I will protect you for the rest of your life!" ”

However, she knew that the person in front of her was only his disciple, not him, and now it was not the past!

"Wait a minute!" After all, she couldn't help but want to inquire about the man.

Shen turned around with difficulty, looked at Yun Qingyou, who was speaking, and slowly spoke: "Senior, what's the matter?" ”

"Aside from that jade pendant, didn't your master ask you to bring me some words?" Her tone was cold, and she couldn't tell whether it was anticipation or indifference.

Shen Guo shook his head: "Actually, the master's original intention was to let me come to Yunmeng Mountain to ask for a kiss, and by the way, I will return the jade pendant to you!" But I knew that the courtship was a joke of the master, so I didn't say it before! ”

"To whom do you ask for marriage?" Yun Qingyou asked.

"Master said, to your apprentice!"

The surrounding disciples were all surprised after hearing Shen Jing's words, and even Ciyin and Nan Qiao's faces changed slightly!

After saying this, he was waiting for the other party's mockery, but Senior Yun didn't laugh at his indiscretion as he expected!

"Hmph, why does he think you have such qualifications? Even if you are stronger than Qiao Er and dare to hurt my disciple, even if your master comes, I will still let you die an ugly death! ”

Shen Guan knew that she took her master's words seriously, so she had to apologize: "These are just the master's jokes, don't be surprised by the seniors!" You know, that's how he is. ”

"Huh, joking?"

"How many jokes he made, I'm afraid he didn't even know himself! Hum! After saying that, she brushed her sleeves, and seemed a little angry.

Shen Kuang didn't expect that such a simple sentence would anger the other party, but at the moment, he couldn't help but stop talking, so he could only bow his head and speak again: "Senior, I have been learning swords with my master since I was a child. Although there are many things wrong with the master, I still feel that he is a respectable gentleman. I can also guess a thing or two about the old things between you and the master, and I can't judge the right or wrong of the master. As a disciple, you can't stand on your side to crusade against him. But in my eyes, the master's questions never need answers. Because we both know that everything comes from our own hearts, and if it is not wishful thinking, it is not our own will! ”

He spoke earnestly, without blindly favoring his master.

Yun Qingyou also knew that she had lost her temper, but even after twenty years, she would still be nervous and excited when she heard the news of that person again, and it had not changed since she was young.

It's just that she hasn't seen the man in fresh clothes for many years, and now, she can't tell whether she loves or hates in her heart. After a while, she suddenly smiled, but there was an indescribable mixture in this smile.

Shen Jing also understands that in the final analysis, it is his master who loses others, no matter what the legitimate reason is or he can't help himself, this fact can never be changed. So Fang Cai's beating, he didn't feel wronged, as a disciple, this is what he should do!